[{"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-74":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},2308642,4511,"Chapter 74: The Supermodel Yuan Enyehui, Soul Armor Is Great—Soul Armor Must Be Learned","douluo-the-dragon-king-s-taiji-xuanzhen-chapter-74",74,"\u003Cp>Leng Yaoju’s views on love were the most open among her contemporaries, like a blazing rose blooming wildly, unafraid of societal gossip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps fearing another version of herself might emerge, she encouraged her disciples to take responsibility and embrace the good girls willing to abandon everything for them—life is long, so seize joy while you can.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The master and disciple locked eyes; Zhao Xuanzhen gazed into those crimson irises filled with seriousness and solemnity, and gave a slight nod, agreeing to Leng Yaoju.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, Zhao Xuanzhen wasn’t in a hurry to form a true bond with any girl; he was young, with plenty of time to ponder love, no need to rush.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Teacher, there’s something I want to ask you,” Zhao Xuanzhen brought up the matter, “does the Spirit Tower’s top-secret vault hold any Gold-Water Interpenetration?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gold-Water Interpenetration…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the three principal and vice principals of the Spirit Tower were permitted to enter the top-secret vault; Leng Yaoju propped her chin on one hand, sifting through memories of rare treasures, and after a long pause, slowly shook her head:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I recall it’s a rare metal with the miraculous ability to embrace and connect all other metals, ideal for alloying in the forging of Soul Armors.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gold-Water Interpenetration is exceedingly scarce; in the Spirit Tower’s ten-thousand-year history, only a tiny fragment was ever acquired, never used—until the Qiangu family retrieved it to forge the late Tower Master’s four-character Soul Armor, Battle Heaven and Earth.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So it’s gone then…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re a step too late,” Leng Yaoju comforted him. “Let me be honest with you—even if Gold-Water Interpenetration still lay in the top-secret vault, no one but the Qiangu family could use it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Qiangu family has controlled the Spirit Tower for generations and already treat its treasures as their own. If you wish to forge Soul Armor with Gold-Water Interpenetration, I’ll do my best to help you acquire it across the continent.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, Teacher.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xuanzhen held little hope; even the Forge Master’s Association, famed as the cradle of metals, possessed only one fragment of Gold-Water Interpenetration—Leng Yaoju’s chances of acquiring it were minuscule.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet since the Spirit Tower once held Gold-Water Interpenetration, perhaps the other three superpowers—Shrek Academy, Tang Men, and the Federation’s War God Hall—also kept some in storage; Zhao Xuanzhen believed he should seek opportunities to investigate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The master and disciple chatted for two hours, one drinking, the other sipping tea; as night blanketed the sky, Zhao Xuanzhen bid his teacher farewell and left the hundredth floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door clicked shut; Leng Yaoju set down her wine glass, crossed her dazzlingly pale, plump legs, and leaned her slender frame against the cool floor-to-ceiling window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The windowpane seemed to reflect Zhao Xuanzhen’s tall, upright figure and his refined face; unconsciously, warmth spilled into her eyes. The seed she had nurtured was slowly blooming into flowers; as a diligent gardener, she waited for the day of bountiful harvest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spirit Tower, ninety-eighth floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mist curled lazily toward the ceiling; two girls shared the Spirit Tower’s oversized bath, their creamy foam mingling with porcelain skin, adding a third of allure—beautiful beyond words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Xinglan’s peripheral vision caught Yuan Enyehui’s blissful expression, inevitably revealing her exaggerated physique; her blue pupils erupted with a magnitude-twelve earthquake, and she submerged her body beneath the water, leaving only nose and eyes exposed, asking:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yuan En, what do you normally eat?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Enyehui brushed damp chestnut-red hair from her face, languidly replying: “The school cafeteria—the cheapest meals.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m a work-study student; there are too many expenses. Before joining the Spirit Tower, I saved wherever I could.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan En’s honesty struck Xinglan like a blow; she sank lower, leaving only her nose and eyes above water, her gaze filled with mournful despair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eating the cafeteria’s cheapest meals yet developing a figure that vanished from sight below the waist—Yuan Enyehui’s talent was plain to see. And by Ye Xinglan’s estimation, Na’er and Gu Yue were equally flawless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sword girl’s heart was wounded; she fell into deep thought—should she, too, join the inner academy seniors and queue every morning for papaya milk?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ding-ding—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two alert tones rang out in sequence; both girls picked up their Soul Communication Devices and saw: Zhao Xuanzhen would arrive on the ninety-eighth floor to complete their Soul Armor design blueprints.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Splash!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two plumes of water erupted as both girls rose to shower; the springtime scenery was boundless—but no one was privileged to witness it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After showering, they donned fresh nightgowns prepared earlier by the Bai sisters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Haoze and Bai Zhichen possessed the top-tier martial soul, Unicorn; originally trained by the Spirit Tower as future Four Great Spirit Envoys, since helping Leng Yaoju care for young Zhao Xuanzhen, the sisters had acquired nanny and housekeeper traits—and their taste was impeccable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The nightgowns were hand-sewn from premium silk, smooth and soft, accentuating the natural curves of their figures; Ye Xinglan wore a bright golden-yellow, Yuan Enyehui a subtly alluring purple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door swung open from within; the two super-beautiful girls in their nightgowns stunned Zhao Xuanzhen for an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three entered a spacious room on the ninety-eighth floor; Zhao Xuanzhen took the chair beside the desk without hesitation, laid out a stack of blank Soul Armor design paper, and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xinglan, Yuan En, tonight’s task is to complete full-body one-character Soul Armor sketches and detailed blueprints of the right gauntlet—we’ll start all five of our Soul Armors with the right gauntlet.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both girls nodded in agreement; Na’er and Ye Xinglan were standard weapon soul masters, right-handed, and Gu Yue also preferred wielding her elemental staff in her right hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Yuan Enyehui was unique, the Titan Ape excelled in dual-fist attacks, similar to Zhao Xuanzhen’s close-combat style; the Fallen Angel also wielded a Dark Demon Sword—after careful consideration, all five would begin with the right gauntlet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xinglan first,” Zhao Xuanzhen assigned, “summon Star God Sword, activate your soul skill or perform a few sword forms—show me your bond with your martial soul, give me more inspiration.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Enyehui shot him a skeptical glance: “Boss, are you sure you don’t have ulterior motives?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xuanzhen replied calmly: “A doctor’s heart is a parent’s heart—same with mecha design. When the Soul Armor’s owner does this, the designer gains fresh inspiration. Don’t stand there—prepare both your martial souls.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His actions were open, his tone natural; Yuan Enyehui rubbed her brow and decided to temporarily retract her suspicion, while Ye Xinglan didn’t care what Zhao Xuanzhen intended—she even welcomed his scheming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The curtain was half-open; moonlight slipped through the gap, spilling soft radiance into the room; Ye Xinglan stood within the glow, Star God Sword moving in precise, dance-like motions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her golden hair, once tied in a high ponytail, now cascaded like a waterfall, adding unique beauty; her exposed skin was as pale as a snowfield, moonlight flowing over her slender, graceful back—her form light and perfect, like a swordswoman stepped from a painting, utterly devoted to the sword, pure and untainted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xuanzhen’s eyes gleamed; his brush danced across the page; Yuan Enyehui watched as the blank paper filled with layered lines—the preliminary design of Ye Xinglan’s one-character Soul Armor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soul Armors were custom-made; Yuan Enyehui saw at a glance that this one was Ye Xinglan’s very embodiment, infused with her unique traits—starry, sharp, and unyielding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Confirmed that Zhao Xuanzhen wasn’t lying, Yuan Enyehui fully lowered her guard and stepped forward after Ye Xinglan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Barely finished two forms with the Titan Ape, she was hurriedly pushed to switch to the Fallen Angel; Yuan Enyehui silently accused her boss of martial soul discrimination—but her body obeyed, transforming into the alluring, beautiful Fallen Angel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Fallen Angel, born of hellish demons, wielded the Dark Demon Sword, deadly and beautiful in equal measure, dust and light blurred like a dream—visually breathtaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After completing the full-body one-character Soul Armor designs for both girls, Zhao Xuanzhen set down his brush, stretched wide, and glanced at the wall clock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was four a.m., dawn approaching; the task remained unfinished—they three would still work through the night. Zhao Xuanzhen felt a faint sadness: for the first time spending the night with girls, yet it was with two beauties, all-night, discussing serious business.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Class president\u002FBoss, now we refine the right gauntlet, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two distinct body scents invaded from either side—lily and night-blooming cereus, fermented into a dizzying, intoxicating blend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike Zhao Xuanzhen, who had labored like an ox, Ye Xinglan and Yuan Enyehui remained energetic after the all-night session, even more alert while holding the Soul Armor blueprints.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Urging voices at his ears, rich fragrance filling his nose, Zhao Xuanzhen gazed at their eager, radiant faces and finally understood the power of beauty to melt bones and drain strength—tired, yet brimming with accomplishment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come on, let’s continue.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soul Armor is great—Soul Armor must be learned!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time flew; the first-year Class One had passed their first month at Shrek Academy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shrek admitted new students every three years, each a genius selected from thousands. In this academy teeming with monsters, the young novices felt unprecedented pressure, constantly running to catch up with superior peers, terrified of falling behind and being eliminated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet harsh reality shattered their fragile illusions: even more talented classmates worked just as hard, for they too were crushed under the shadow of a once-in-a-millennium prodigy—they were merely one of many chasing him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today’s class was mecha design; first-year Class One entered the specialized mecha classroom, where Shen Yi lectured from the podium. One hundred and four students each had a composite metal workstation, adjustable to their secondary professions—transforming into forging stations, design tables, and more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Theory ends here. The rest of the time is free—work in groups to forge metals, design mecha—no restrictions.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yi descended from the podium, handing the time over to the students.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The workstation adjusted to mecha fabrication mode; Zhao Xuanzhen stared at the black, white, and gold alloy before him, air currents swirling gently, shimmering under cold light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chaos Divine Metal, fusion rate ninety-seven percent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first batch of Spirit-Forged metals arrived at the Spirit Tower yesterday, accompanied by a nine-day, three-hundred-character complaint essay; fusing four metals into Chaos Divine Metal was hellishly difficult.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xuanzhen casually said, “I need fusion rates above ninety-five percent,” and turned Jiu Tian into a blackened, sweat-drenched laborer in the forge room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spirit-Alloy, fusion rate above ninety percent—each additional one percent was a threshold; months might pass before a single piece of Divine Metal was forged. Jiu Tian could only immerse himself day after day in forging; the Divine Artisan Zhenhua couldn’t help but raise his thumb in admiration for this devoted disciple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xuanzhen’s spine straightened like a rod; his fingers brushed the silver-white metal surface; the Dark Golden Terror Claws silently extended, hovering above the Chaos Divine Metal, their razor-sharp tips slicing faint ripples in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He closed his eyes, calmed his breath, adjusted his entire body; as a body soul master, his control over his body was unmatched; his heartbeat slowed, deepened. His palm pressed against the cold Chaos Divine Metal; Spirit-Forged metals possessed rudimentary sentience—their latent resistance prickled like needles against his nerves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Gu Yue and Ye Xinglan paused their work, focusing entirely on Zhao Xuanzhen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Wulin’s team also turned their gaze his way; they planned to bypass mecha and directly forge one-character Soul Armors from Spirit-Alloy—but the gap between team members was too vast; Tang Wulin could forge Spirit-Alloy, but Xu Xiaoyan and Xie Xie lacked the ability to design or forge one-character Soul Armors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Siduo, Luo Guixing, Xu Yucheng, Yang Nianxia, and Zheng Yiran—five prodigies ranked among the top talents—formed a team. Inspired by Zhao Xuanzhen and Tang Wulin, they chose to forge ordinary thousand-forged metal one-character Soul Armors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The five watched Zhao Xuanzhen intently, especially Luo Guixing, the mecha fabricator, eager to learn from Zhao Xuanzhen’s methods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soul Armor forging must be completed in one continuous motion—core arrays must be engraved onto the metal without a single error; soul power, mental strength, consciousness, and technique are all indispensable. Hence, mecha fabricators are called the most comprehensive secondary profession.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xuanzhen’s aura surged higher; his mental strength merged completely with the surrounding world, entering the state of Heaven and Man as One.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dark Golden Terror Claws extended, striking the Chaos Divine Metal with precision and force; ordinary mecha fabricators used chisels to engrave core arrays, but the Dark Golden Terror Claws’ sharpness could replace them entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just the first strike caused every mecha fabricator in the class to twist their faces in agony—they instantly abandoned any hope of learning Zhao Xuanzhen’s technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This monster is carving with all ten fingers!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ordinary mecha fabricators struggled to control a single chisel; Zhao Xuanzhen handled ten as if they were one—they couldn’t learn a single thing!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unintentionally crushing his classmates’ spirits, Zhao Xuanzhen locked his mental focus on the Chaos Divine Metal; his Dark Golden Terror Claws descended with unshakable stability, his fifty-first-rank Soul King soul power serving as the foundation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dark golden blade-light was heavy yet not overly intense, layered and dense; engraving core arrays required seamless harmony, adapting to the metal’s inherent quality, triggering internal structural changes—the complexity of Soul Armor far surpassed that of mecha.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forging imbues metal with spirit; forging Soul Armor is refining the metal’s life signs, nurturing its spirit to grow—from a hatchling dragon into a colossal beast soaring through the nine heavens!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2243,"2026-06-20T10:43:43.510Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","4300260bb9aebcca12674ca4a48a869f56fa0b15a1a713cc7861ba7af650558c","douluo-the-dragon-king-s-taiji-xuanzhen-chapter-75","douluo-the-dragon-king-s-taiji-xuanzhen-chapter-73",92,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdouluo-the-dragon-king-s-taiji-xuanzhen-cover.jpg"]