Chapter 50

"Going home!"

Night fell, and Xiang Naer looked at the eight-sided high tower that went straight into the clouds, her pretty face overflowing with silly happiness, her silver hair rising and falling in the evening breeze.

Beside her, a smile appeared on Zhao Xuanzhen's face. The Spirit Tower was also his home. After leaving for more than two months and doing many major things that changed the future, he could finally go home and take a break.

The two rode the high-level elevator to the one-hundredth floor, familiar with the road. Leng Yaoju was sitting on the sofa waiting for their return.

A deep red dress clung to her body, outlining a perfect, curvaceous arc. Her long, slender jade legs extended from below with elegant lines, her skin as delicate and firm as a baby's, and under the soul guidance lamp in the room, it revealed a hint of misty light.

"Aunt Leng!"

Seeing Leng Yaoju, Xiang Naer let out a cry and pounced over, burying her small head into the majestic chest of Lady Tianfeng.

"Teacher."

Zhao Xuanzhen sat down opposite Leng Yaoju with a smile. Xiang Naer took advantage of her gender, while he, as a proper disciple, had thin skin and didn't stick to his teacher.

"Two little ones who don't worry me."

Leng Yaoju gently stroked the girl's long silver hair, smiling and scolding gently, then asked: "How was today? Did anyone at Shi Laike Academy bully you?"

"Bullying isn't quite the word, but the Shi Laike elders, teachers, and students are practically cut from the same mold!" Xiang Naer hugged Leng Yaoju and complained, "The elders poach people, the teachers brainwash, and the students break contracts!

By the way, Aunt Leng, Zhao Xuanzhen tortured the top four of the Youth Genius Ranking one by one. When the ranking is updated next time, he will be the head of the Youth Genius Ranking, the number one soul master on the continent under eighteen!"

Hearing this, Leng Yaoju's red lips opened slightly subconsciously, and her eyes seemed a bit surprised as they turned: "The third and fourth are four-ring Soul Sects; it's not difficult to beat them.

The second on the Youth Genius Ranking is the Phantom Demon Fox Soul King, whose Character Doukai is more than half finished, and the first is the Ice Jade Scorpion Soul King, who is of the same lineage as the Spirit Ice Limit Douluo's second martial soul, the Ice Jade Empress Scorpion. Xuanzhen, you challenged them... and won?"

"Just luck."

Zhao Xuanzhen smiled indifferently. It was clearly a humble tone, but for some reason, the two beauties, one big and one small, felt a strong aura of showing off from it.

Xiang Naer puffed out her cheeks and said: "Zhao Xuanzhen, I have to criticize you—your moral level is too high! That guy Tang Dong agreed not to use Character Doukai before the fight started, but when he got anxious, he didn't care about anything. Even so, you transferred the soul skill after Yin-Yang Reversal to the sky."

"Tang Dong didn't have any murderous intent, so there was no need to take his life; it was just a battle," Zhao Xuanzhen said calmly. "A youth genius who thinks highly of himself has had smooth sailing for seventeen years, only to suddenly discover that he is a frog in a well. If it were anyone else, I'm afraid they would be unwilling to accept it.

When it comes to dignity and glory, the so-called agreement no longer counts.

Of course, Tang Dong still couldn't turn defeat into victory after wearing the Character Doukai, and now he has lost both face and substance. Compared to the failure of a mere battle, the cracks in his state of mind are the real problem Tang Dong faces. If his heart cannot be fulfilled, perhaps he will be trapped by it for the rest of his life."

"So serious..."

Xiang Naer froze for a moment, then silently nodded in agreement. For a monster at the level of the head of the Youth Genius Ranking, breaking a contract and losing was undoubtedly a psychological collapse.

When waking up from a midnight dream, Tang Dong would regret it so much that he would slap himself hard. Why put on the senior's airs before the battle? Let alone the Character Doukai—just fight honestly. Even if he lost, his Dao heart wouldn't be shattered.

"Zhao Xuanzhen, if one day a peer defeats you, will your state of mind collapse like Tang Dong's?" Xiang Naer asked curiously.

"Tsk..." Zhao Xuanzhen covered his face and sighed: "Classmate Naer, can you say something auspicious?"

"It's okay, I'll protect your fragile little heart in the future!"

Xiang Naer's expression was solemn and sacred as she slapped her chest heavily, emitting a slightly hollow echo.

"Well, eat less tonight to show your sincerity."

"One thing is one thing, no way!"

Looking at the two children bickering, Leng Yaoju smiled and brushed a head of red hair, sweeping it all to her left shoulder, and said: "You entered Shi Laike Academy to study. The currency there is not Federal Coins, but special Shi Laike contribution points.

I bought a street in the inner city of Shi Laike, which will belong to you from now on, so you can concentrate on your studies without worrying about contribution points."

Zhao Xuanzhen and Xiang Naer's eyes lit up. Although exchange students were not as miserable as work-study students and could enjoy the free cafeteria, using cultivation facilities still cost Shi Laike contribution points.

After all, Shi Laike was the number one academy on the continent. Basic facilities such as mimetic cultivation grounds were no worse than the Spirit Tower, and there were also several exclusive venues worth trying. The two needed a stable source of contribution points.

Leng Yaoju had considered this point in advance, waving her hand to buy a street in the inner city, so Xiang Naer and Zhao Xuanzhen could earn contribution points while lying down, without wasting time on messy tasks.

Meticulous and gentle as water, Leng Yaoju was practically mother-level!

"That street is called Bai Hu Street, originally to commemorate the captain of the first generation of Shi Laike Seven Monsters, Bai Hu Limit Douluo Dai Mubai. Tomorrow afternoon, Dabai and Xiaobai will take you to see it. You can freely renovate Bai Hu Street according to your own ideas."

"Change the name first!" Xiang Naer raised her hand, "Bai Hu Street doesn't sound good."

Leng Yaoju naturally didn't care. Zhao Xuanzhen thought for a moment and said slowly:

"How about Xuanlong Street?"

"Your Xuan, the Dragon of the Silver Dragon Spear..." Xiang Naer questioned: "Why not combine our names and change it directly to Xuanna Street?"

"Do you think it sounds pleasant?" Zhao Xuanzhen asked back.

"... Then how about Xuan'er Street?"

Zhao Xuanzhen was choked up immediately. Yo, still a Beijing accent!

"Let's just call it Xuanlong Street."

To avoid Xiang Naer popping out an outrageous name like Zhen'er Street, Leng Yaoju quickly made the final decision.

After a while, the big meal prepared by Leng Yaoju was served. A soul guidance dining car drove into the room, and after uncovering the silver lid, steaming steaks were revealed, the plating as exquisite as a work of art, and the tempting aroma drifted out, filling the entire floor.

"Steak feast!"

Xiang Naer drooled, her eyes glued to the steak. The top-quality meat bloomed with sizzling oil, and the dark brown truffle sauce permeated along the texture, spinning beautiful patterns on the silver plate.

"Warmly celebrate Zhao Xuanzhen reaching the top of the Youth Genius Ranking!"

Xiang Naer raised her dining knife with a serious face, and Zhao Xuanzhen and Leng Yaoju followed suit, their three faces wearing smiles.

The three dining knives intertwined, reflecting the lamplight, shadowy and flickering.

The night was like ink, and the high-rise buildings outside the window blurred into a hazy halo, like stardust falling into the human world.

Leng Yaoju leaned against the sofa, her deep red dress inadvertently hanging loosely, revealing a section of ivory-white shoulder and neck, a pool of warm light resting in the hollow of her collarbone, holding a glass of aged red wine in her hand, shaking it gently.

After dinner, Leng Yaoju took out two phoenix pendants and gave them to the two little ones, which contained a ray of Tianfeng True Fire, powerful enough to instantly burn a ninety-fifth-level Super Limit Douluo to ashes.

Xiang Naer ate until her stomach was bloated and swayed back to the ninety-ninth floor to rest, leaving Zhao Xuanzhen alone.

The master and disciple sat opposite each other. Leng Yaoju was already exceptionally beautiful, and at this moment, her red hair was casually draped over her shoulders, a few strands falling, adding a bit of charm.

She took a sip of red wine, a bright red lipstick mark on the rim of the glass, staining a small piece of moist trace, her long nails occasionally scraping the wall of the glass, making a very light, crisp porcelain sound. Zhao Xuanzhen looked at the pale blue veins on the inside of Leng Yaoju's wrist, which were rising and falling with her pulse, like vines stretching in the dark night.

Looking away, Zhao Xuanzhen reached for the red wine on the coffee table. Leng Yaoju drank it enjoyably and elegantly, and he intended to have a glass.

The second before his palm touched the wine bottle, Leng Yaoju suddenly leaned forward, patted Zhao Xuanzhen's back of the hand not too lightly or heavily, and hummed:

"You are not allowed to touch alcohol at such a young age. I will make a cup of tea for you to drink."

The tea fragrance curled. Zhao Xuanzhen looked at the steaming Star Clear Chrysanthemum in front of him. This tea detoxifies and nourishes the skin, clears heat and reduces fire, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Reflecting the disciple lost in thought in her crimson pupils, Leng Yaoju couldn't help but chuckle: "Don't like drinking tea?"

"It's okay, it's just that the teacher is drinking alcohol and I am drinking tea, it always feels strange..."

Star Clear Chrysanthemum is a rare good tea. Zhao Xuanzhen picked up the teacup and took a sip, the coolness going straight into his lungs.

"Drink alcohol later," Leng Yaoju said with emotion, "It's just in the blink of an eye, you've suddenly grown so big. I remember when I first picked you up to the Spirit Tower, you were still a small child.

Now you are not only a soul master, but even the Ice Jade Scorpion Soul King is no match for you."

"Teacher, I promised you that I would become the number one among my peers, starting from Shi Laike Academy."

Zhao Xuanzhen's pair of black eyes were clear and bright, and in Leng Yaoju's eyes, they were inexplicably fierce.

"The head of the Youth Genius Ranking, the inner court's senior brother, the Sea God Pavilion elder, and the Sea God Pavilion Master, the Sky-Prop Limit Douluo... I will challenge them one by one."

Once these words were spoken, the fingers Leng Yaoju used to hold the wine glass tightened quietly, her breathing also unconsciously deepened, and her inner thoughts were indescribable.

Looking directly at those bright phoenix eyes without dodging, Zhao Xuanzhen did not hide his wild ambition. This was her wish, and also his obsession.

"Teacher looks forward to that day."

Black and crimson, two pairs of pupils burned silently like candle flames. The master and disciple seemed to have a tacit understanding, reaching an obscure agreement.

"Xuanzhen," Leng Yaoju turned her head and changed the subject: "Shi Laike Academy and the Spirit Tower headquarters are very close. You will have classes at Shi Laike in the morning, go to the Spirit Tower to study or train in the afternoon, and return to Sea God Island to meditate at night."

Leng Yaoju couldn't bear to part with the two children, her expression revealing the entanglement of not wanting to let go, but she had to consider the future of Zhao Xuanzhen and Xiang Naer more.

The Golden Tree on Sea God Island is one of the roots of Shi Laike's inner court that has lasted for a long time. The abundance of life energy is incomparable anywhere else in the world.

Cultivating on Sea God Island at night can make the two of them stronger. Leng Yaoju would rather restrain herself.

"Okay, there are no classes on weekends, so Xiang Naer and I will come back for the whole day."

The two had the same idea, and Zhao Xuanzhen agreed decisively.

"There is one more thing. The Character Doukai design drawing I saw the night before going to Haicheng must be the one-word Character Doukai you designed for True Self," Leng Yaoju said. "With your cultivation progress and secondary profession level, it is time to consider making Character Doukai.

What kind of forging metal do you choose? I will invite the Saint Craftsman supported by the Spirit Tower to forge it."

"Teacher, no need to trouble the Spirit Tower Saint Craftsman, I have my own channels for forging metal," Zhao Xuanzhen shook his head.

"The direct disciple of God Craftsman Zhenhua, Qian Jin Jiutian, who defeated the Shi Laike team with you?"

"Yes, Jiutian is a fourth-rank forging master. After his cultivation breaks through to Soul Venerable, he can complete Spirit Forging. At the same time, the God Craftsman senior will teach him the alloy fusion forging technique.

Teacher, the drawbacks of one-word Character Doukai are too great, easily causing an awkward situation where there is no time to wear it. Moreover, when the thousand-forged one-word Character Doukai evolves into spirit-forged two-word Character Doukai, it needs to be remade, and everything has to be pushed over and started again.

So I plan to skip the one-word Character Doukai and directly use spirit-forged alloy to make two-word Character Doukai, using god-level spirit-forged alloy with a fusion degree of more than ninety-five percent," Zhao Xuanzhen explained his Character Doukai plan in detail.

Fusing one-word Character Doukai requires five-ring cultivation, and two-word Character Doukai requires six-ring cultivation. With Zhao Xuanzhen's strong physical fitness, there is no problem in bearing the Character Doukai across one rank. Giving up one-word Character Doukai and directly researching two-word Character Doukai can make his combat power reach its peak in the shortest time.

"You have your own ideas, Teacher won't participate too much," Leng Yaoju's red lips parted slightly. "By the way, mentioning God Craftsman Zhenhua, I remembered someone. Back then, I asked Zhenhua to forge Heaven-Forged metal and had a chance encounter with his close friend and personal chef...

Xuanzhen, you have connected with the God Craftsman, so you should know him."

"Uh..."

Zhao Xuanzhen broke into a cold sweat instantly, having a sense of immorality of being caught. How did True Self Golden Awakening come about? Leng Yaoju is not stupid; it is impossible for her not to know.

Leng Yaoju gently supported her chin with her jade hand, her beautiful smile gentle to the point of no return: "Good disciple, tell Teacher, is the Body Sect Master good to you?

Comparing the two of us, who do you like better as a teacher?"

"That... Teacher, listen to my explanation... I don't mean to quibble... and I didn't change my sect because of secondary awakening and Body Secret Method...

I am truly a loyal subject of the Spirit Tower!"

On the ninety-ninth floor, the moonlight was like silk, pouring in obliquely through the window screen, covering the girl on the bed with a layer of clear frost. Her silver-white long hair moved without wind, rippling in the silver halo, reflecting the soul bone floating in front of her chest.

The hundred-thousand-year left leg soul bone refracted silver light of varying depths. The girl's slender white fingertips touched the edge of the soul bone, the dormant giant dragon soul awakened, and the room fell into an eerie silence.

Countless silver light particles wandered, weaving into a huge phantom of the Thorn Long Huang behind the girl, the scales and thorns presenting a translucent spatial layer.

Feeling the aura fluctuation belonging to the Silver Long Wang, the Thorn Long Huang immediately sent a thought of submission, crying and shouting to beg to hug the thigh.

Xiang Naer gently exhaled, her soul power guiding the hundred-thousand-year left leg bone to merge into her body, the Thorn Long Huang having no intention of resisting. If it were Zhao Xuanzhen absorbing the Thorn Long Huang, it would definitely be a dragon-and-tiger fight, and the probability of soul bone backlash would be nearly one hundred percent.

Making the dragon bloodline soul bone merge obediently is the power of the Silver Long Wang's half-body.

Stimulating the Silver Long Wang bloodline in her body, Xiang Naer's pupils turned into gorgeous purple, her gaze calm and distant: "Zhao Xuanzhen, actually that was the truth. I will definitely protect you. You be the number one in the world, and I will be the number two in the world. Those who try to challenge you must pass me first...

My genius will never fall."

(End of chapter)