[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-douluo-the-dragon-king-s-taiji-xuanzhen":3,"chapter-douluo-the-dragon-king-s-taiji-xuanzhen-douluo-the-dragon-king-s-taiji-xuanzhen-chapter-33":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Douluo: The Dragon King's Taiji Xuanzhen",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2308601,4511,"Chapter 33: The Secret of the Body Line and Mechanical Armor Manufacturing, Gu Yue","douluo-the-dragon-king-s-taiji-xuanzhen-chapter-33",33,"\u003Cp>“Well said! The Body Line is about being yourself!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mu Ye burst into laughter; the question he had just posed was the first lesson for new disciples of the Body Sect—understanding the Body Martial Soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Humans are born between heaven and earth, and must stand tall and upright—thus, the Body Martial Soul is not suppressed by any bloodline,” Mu Ye said. “Innate compatibility directly prevents conflict between the Soul Master’s nature and the Martial Soul’s origin, avoiding cultivation bottlenecks.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Body Soul Masters are righteous, intolerant of corruption; their Martial Soul may awaken with a light attribute. If their nature is cruel and sinister, their Martial Soul will most likely be toxic or dark.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As for your Yin-Yang attribute…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mu Ye fell silent, unable to find a suitable word to describe Zhao Xuanzhen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Perhaps I’m just better at manipulating Yin and Yang.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xuanzhen interjected, cracking a harmless joke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Keep it up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mu Ye nodded, then his smile faded as he spoke gravely:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Being yourself is the key to the Body Martial Soul’s strength, but I must emphasize one thing: beyond staying true to yourself, you must forever believe in yourself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tens of thousands of years ago, when ancient humans held torches against the Soul Beasts, we glimpsed that humanity is both the torchbearer and the flame itself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Humans are the wisest of all creatures, masters of all things. Body Soul Masters respect nature, respect powers temporarily greater than ours—but never fear them. One day, even the legendary supreme Dragon God will kneel before humanity.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xuanzhen, your awakening of the strongest Body Martial Soul lies precisely in transcending the self, continually shedding your old self. The ancient ancestors of the Body Sect had one profound hope…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“True Self—boundless.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve remembered, Body Elder.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xuanzhen’s future stretched infinitely far; the enemies he faced would be equally unmatched. True Self equaled his entire being, destined to transform through self-nirvana into an eternal, indestructible totem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the boy’s resolute gaze, Mu Ye took from his storage Soul Tool an ancient, weathered tome, its surface inscribed with four bold, wild, dark-gold characters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Body Secret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Keep it safe. For now, you may read and study it freely. If anything confuses you, come ask me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gently wiping the ancient book’s surface with his sleeve, Mu Ye solemnly handed The Body Secret to Zhao Xuanzhen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, Body Elder.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xuanzhen’s eyes sharpened as he received The Body Secret with both hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Knowing the key to Second Awakening lay in triggering potential under extreme conditions, Zhao Xuanzhen could follow Tang Wulin’s old path with deep-sea training—his Second Awakening did not depend on Mu Ye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More than Second Awakening, he was truly interested in The Body Secret, which recorded the Body Sect’s most secret techniques.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten thousand years ago, only the Body Sect Master or Heir could practice its secrets; in the Age of the Dragon King’s Decline, when the Body Sect had fallen, Mu Ye would make an exception and allow a third person to study The Body Secret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gazing at the young Zhao Xuanzhen, Mu Ye’s expression held hesitation, tinged with the shame of asking a junior for a favor. His lips trembled slightly, his eyes flickering as he said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xuanzhen… if one day a Body Sect disciple comes seeking your aid, I ask you—out of the bond between us—to lend a hand.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The once-mighty Body Sect, which had overshadowed the Sea God Pavilion, now consisted only of master and disciple. Mu Ye truly feared the Body Sect would vanish entirely under Ru Heng’s generation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Body Elder, equal exchange is the eternal law of the world. Gratitude must be repaid—I will give my full aid if the Body Sect ever comes to me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xuanzhen had already become Leng Yaoju’s direct disciple, with a minimum status of Deputy Head of the Spirit Transmission Tower. Mu Ye wanted a promise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Body Elder, since the Body Sect has so few members, why not recruit Soul Masters with powerful bloodlines?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xuanzhen looked curious. As the Eight Deceitful God, representing fierce power, his Nine Heavens bloodline surged strongly—yet Mu Ye showed no interest, which contradicted the Body Sect Master’s obvious craving for bloodline Soul Masters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mu Ye raised an eyebrow, irritable: “We are the Body Sect, not the Bloodline Sect.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Look at your Uncle Huan’s Brain Martial Soul—does it have anything to do with bloodline power? What about Martial Souls like eyes or hair? The Body Sect encompasses all things—it cannot be reduced to mere bloodline!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Moreover, the Body Sect must be inherited by Body Soul Masters. What would it mean to let non-Body Martial Souls join?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Really…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xuanzhen expressed doubt. Mu Ye coughed, then changed tack:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, I won’t say it’s impossible.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If I’d met a True Self Martial Soul, I might have considered taking in a young Soul Master with outstanding bloodline—after all, Ru Heng… sigh!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mu Ye covered his face and sighed. Zhao Xuanzhen couldn’t help smiling; clearly, Ru Heng was unreliable and unfit to revive the Body Sect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enough of troubling matters. Let’s talk about you,” Mu Ye waved a hand, shifting topics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You have three tasks this time: first, complete your Body Martial Soul’s Second Awakening; second, study The Body Secret.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And third… what is your second profession?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mechanical armor design, mechanical armor manufacturing, mechanical armor repair.” Zhao Xuanzhen said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn, you’re training all three!” Mu Ye’s eyes widened: “You’ve got ambition! If you master all three, the Doukai you create will be perfectly attuned to you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I recall the Phoenix Douluo was a Level Nine mechanical armor designer, Level Eight manufacturer, and my uncle is a Level Nine repairer—do they jointly teach you your second profession?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No wonder my uncle gave me that hint…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mu Ye suddenly understood. He was a Level Nine mechanical armor manufacturer—Level Nine and Level Eight were worlds apart. Han Tianyi clearly wanted him to teach Zhao Xuanzhen armor manufacturing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then I’ll teach you mechanical armor manufacturing. Among the Level Nine manufacturers of the Dayue Federation, none dare claim to surpass me,” Mu Ye declared with pride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you like mechanical armor? Especially Red-Class armor?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Red-Class armor, also called Divine-Class armor, requires the finest materials and supreme forging. Its creator fuses their own blood essence into it—there have even been cases where a Soul Spirit merged entirely with the armor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Meh. I’d only make one for transportation.” Zhao Xuanzhen replied bluntly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once a Soul Master reaches the Limit Douluo realm, nearly everyone possesses a Four-Character Doukai. Even the Holy Dragon Douluo En Ci and the two Spirit Sect Emperors of the other continent forged their Four-Character Doukai through special methods. Compared to that, Red-Class armor—only Three-Character level—is laughable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There are no shortage of prodigies, but some lose their way on the path forward—like the Body Sect Master before him, obsessed with Red-Class armor. Zhao Xuanzhen had no desire to become Mu Ye’s second. His knowledge was already more than enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One month later, the Death Gorge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strange trees grew thickly; icy winds howled, and evil energy violently eroded any living thing that dared intrude.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boom—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xuanzhen executed a perfect Tai Chi circle; two massive, repulsive creatures flew backward, their chests caved in grotesquely, greasy fat gushing out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xuanzhen froze in a stance with arms spread and knees slightly bent, his long black hair flowing like liquid. Corpses of undead creatures lay piled into mounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Draining the last drop of his strength, Zhao Xuanzhen swayed for an instant, barely holding his stance through sheer willpower, refusing to collapse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Training ends.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flash of dark-gold light—Mu Ye reached out and snatched Zhao Xuanzhen. The undead creatures shrieked wildly toward the sky, helplessly watching the two depart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>High above, Mu Ye held the exhausted Zhao Xuanzhen in one hand, rubbing his chin in confusion: “Strange. The limit is seventy-seven days, but Body Martial Soul Second Awakening usually occurs around day twenty…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s day thirty today—why haven’t you awakened yet?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xuanzhen smiled helplessly; the reason was not for outsiders to know. This past month was the backlash period of integrating the Tengshe—he had been in a weakened state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one-month period had ended; Liao Zhen had regained his peak glory and had nineteen days left to undergo Second Awakening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the dim yellow sun, the two streaked across the sky like meteors, returning to the Heaven Dou City Blacksmiths’ Association.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xuanzhen’s current routine: mornings spent with Mu Ye in the Death Gorge, fighting undead until utterly spent, then returning to the Blacksmiths’ Association for meals, followed by studying mechanical armor manufacturing or The Body Secret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a day of hard cultivation, either Gu Yue or Na’er would wait for him in his room with a smile (applying ointment), then he would meditate and rest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xuanzhen and Mu Ye entered the small kitchen. Shen Jiang, Na’er, and Jiutian sat waiting for them to begin eating. The kitchen window reflected Gu Yue’s slender silhouette.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gu Yue cooking?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xuanzhen blinked. For days, Mu Ye had been the one cooking—today it was Gu Yue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mu Ye, arms crossed behind his back, sighed like a seasoned elder: “The little girl insisted on learning to cook. I couldn’t refuse, so I taught her a few tricks.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To capture a boy’s heart, first capture his stomach. Boy, you’re lucky.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xuanzhen showed no reaction, calm as still water. Beside him, Na’er bit her chopsticks angrily, her silver hair slightly disheveled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Yue’s move was too cunning!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This past month, Na’er had deeply felt what it meant to live in constant anxiety, terrified that the plump little pig at home would be stolen by a wicked woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Yue was too high-level: astronomy, geography, mechanical armor, massage, cooking—she touched every field. Her beauty was ethereal, her aura elegant and serene, her personality delicate yet full of charm—she was the perfect partner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Na’er panicked. She didn’t even understand love versus affection—she was just a girl who didn’t want another girl to take away her cherished doll.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dinner’s ready.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Yue entered carrying dish after dish, smiling at Zhao Xuanzhen like a blooming love-flower: “You fought hard—try my cooking.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Yue’s peerless beauty was merely one weapon in her arsenal. She was extremely intelligent and knew appearance and figure alone were not lasting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She showcased excellence from every angle, drawing Zhao Xuanzhen’s attention, then slowly suppressing and replacing Na’er—this was Gu Yue’s plan to win Zhao Xuanzhen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through Gu Yue’s relentless efforts, their relationship visibly warmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During her campaign, Gu Yue discovered Zhao Xuanzhen was an exceptionally good person: possessing the highest appearance, talent, and background, yet showing none of the vices of a spoiled heir. He had his own standards; being with him made her feel deeply at ease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She admitted Na’er had excellent taste—Zhao Xuanzhen truly deserved to be the human core of the Silver Dragon King. She now wanted him even more to submit to the Silver Dragon Queen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shhh—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silver-lidded dishes were lifted one by one; the lamplight shattered into mist as steam rose. Fish meat bore delicate pink frost patterns. A golden broth, simmered from blood swiftlets and ham, floated peony-shaped blossoms, crab roe tracing their veins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thousand-year ice lamb was stewed to jade-like translucence, coated in a white frost of Tian Shan Star Chrysanthemum. Thin slices of beef cast moving-shadow silhouettes like lanterns. The entire room was instantly filled with aroma and color.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Na’er’s eyes lit up. She grabbed a piece of ice lamb and popped it in her mouth. The meat’s fragrance spread through her body, unleashing pure happiness from within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Screw it—first, eat!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Gu Yue calmly served Zhao Xuanzhen food. A faint smile on her lips betrayed her satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A glutton with a mind full of food was no match. Gu Yue was confident—even if Na’er had four more years, she could never win Zhao Xuanzhen. This life would end with the silver-haired girl as a defeated dog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xuanzhen, tomorrow Donghai Academy opens. I have to go back to school,” Gu Yue said softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xuanzhen paused mid-bite, looking at her pale, beautiful face beneath her dark bangs, and said: “I’ll see you off.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Yue naturally hoped to stay by Zhao Xuanzhen’s side and continue her pursuit, but she also wanted to return to Donghai Academy to investigate Tang Wulin’s bloodline anomaly—within a single night, the Golden Dragon King had inexplicably regressed into a Golden Dragon; after a month, it remained uncertain whether he could revert back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yay, the nasty woman is finally gone!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Na’er nearly shouted with excitement—such a wonderful day deserved celebration, and she must eat ten extra bowls of rice!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She transformed into a heartless silver-furred eating machine, devouring meat like a whirlwind, then suddenly realized half her meat was gone; she stared blankly at her empty bowl for a long while.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey! Zhao Xuanzhen, you stole my meat!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Na’er shrieked shrilly!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whoever eats it gets it,” Zhao Xuanzhen replied, utterly unrepentant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you like it, I’ll make more,” Gu Yue said with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No need!” Na’er declared with overflowing confidence. “If you can do it, so can I. Wait and see—I’ll add extra dishes for everyone!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saying this, Na’er dashed into the kitchen, where the sound of chopping vegetables began—creak, creak, creak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Na’er can cook?” Mu Ye exclaimed in surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She can’t tell salt from sugar.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh???”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mu Ye turned pale—oh no, my kitchen!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon after, the kitchen’s glass door opened, spewing thick black smoke; Na’er carried out three dishes: one of green beans, one of fish, and one of coal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the vibrant, lush green beans before him, Master Chef Mu Ye offered a fair assessment: “From its color, the green beans clearly don’t want us to eat them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fish, just taken off the stove, looked like yesterday’s leftovers, smelling like a summer-worn, unwashed gym sock after a week of basketball—Zhao Xuanzhen gazed sadly at Na’er and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think you owe this poor, dead fish an apology.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It just looks ugly—take one bite!” Na’er urged persistently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The third dish: carbon-fiber intestine—alchemical genius Na’er had extracted rare metals from the intestine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiu Tian suddenly stood up, solemnly declaring: “I suddenly have a forging inspiration—I’m going to the forging chamber.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll accompany you, Master,” Shen Jiang followed closely behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The kitchen’s a mess—I’ll tidy it up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mu Ye slammed the kitchen door shut, leaving the three of them staring at each other in silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Yue crossed her arms and coldly said: “I won’t eat it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who asked you to?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Na’er turned her head away haughtily, switching expressions: “Zhao Xuanzhen, you want to eat it, don’t you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They’re too fast at making excuses—I couldn’t keep up,” Zhao Xuanzhen lamented.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, others can skip—but you must taste it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Na’er ground her little tiger teeth: “If you won’t eat it, I’ll eat you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Out of respect for Na’er’s labor, Zhao Xuanzhen picked up a piece of black carbon-fiber intestine, brought it close, and took a small bite—his face twisted instantly; he turned and glared angrily at Na’er, who feigned innocence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fine, you’ve used all your schemes on me!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2515,"2026-06-20T10:43:43.510Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","47475d7d0882f00a1d59a251217502c01de1d01e93fa0cc3376d5484cd954386","douluo-the-dragon-king-s-taiji-xuanzhen-chapter-34","douluo-the-dragon-king-s-taiji-xuanzhen-chapter-32",92,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdouluo-the-dragon-king-s-taiji-xuanzhen-cover.jpg"]