[{"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-87":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},2308655,4511,"Chapter 87: Black Silk Gu Yue and Nude Ye Xinglan—I Should Be Under the Car","douluo-the-dragon-king-s-taiji-xuanzhen-chapter-87",87,"\u003Cp>The soul-tool car sped at high velocity, a phantom swiftly departing Yangcheng, the interior buzzing with chatter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We strike and run—Tang Men’s boss probably has his nose out of joint!” Yang Nianxia cackled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Xinglan leaned back against the resilient seatback, her slender legs crossed, speaking coolly: “The academy has always been this way. Students may use any means, regardless of consequence, to challenge opponents. We followed the rules. If Tang Men has complaints, let them take it to the Sea God Pavilion.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Some rules have been enforced for millennia—yet that doesn’t make them right. Many forces across the continent resent the Shrek Academy’s final exams.” Gu Yue’s voice was crisp and clear. “Our challenge to Tang Men has shattered an unspoken rule—few Shrek students dare lay hands on Tang Men.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Xiaoyan, the Tang Men disciple in the front passenger seat, shrank back. Gu Yue had cut straight to the truth—every Shrek student knew the two superpowers shared the same pants; many elder elders of the Sea God Pavilion were Tang Men members.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xuanzhen smiled lightly. “Shrek has stood atop the peak too long. The entire environment is saturated with indulgence and arrogance. To let heroes judge heroes, champions face champions—only Tang Men, bound by the same bloodline, can now reform this continent’s top academy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Only when the whip strikes your own skin do you feel the pain. We render them helpless, unable to voice their grievances—only then will they truly understand, sparing innocent forces like the Spirit Tower and the Federation Enforcement Corps from these calamities.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this, all fell into thoughtful silence. They were no naive children; each had their own scale to weigh the fairness of Shrek’s final exam rules. Yet most students lacked both the courage and the ability to change the status quo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Yue murmured softly: “Xuanzhen, arrogance cannot be undone overnight. It requires generations of relentless effort… or one unprecedented upheaval.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Precisely.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shrek Academy is teeming with immortals like grains of sand. In four years, Zhao Xuanzhen had seen too many Yu Yuanheng; ordinary people like Li Qiankun and Mo Jue were rare species.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If Shrek Academy needs to change…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Yue paused a second, her jet-black, beautiful eyes fixed on the handsome youth beside her, asking without expression: “What about the Spirit Tower?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you think the Spirit Tower has any urgent need for reform?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In my memory, the original Spirit Tower was not monopolized by a single ancient family,” Gu Yue murmured, her crimson lips parting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xuanzhen lowered his gaze, his eyes dark and unreadable. Gu Yue’s words carried multiple meanings: the change could mean the Phoenix family replacing the Qianku family, like dynastic shifts where the imperial surname changed—or it could mean shattering the Qianku family’s hegemony and restoring a proper parliamentary system.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, Zhao Xuanzhen sensed a third implication: Gu Yue wished for the Spirit Tower to return to its original form ten thousand years ago, with star-dou beasts like the Jade Swan Bi Ji entering the core circle and participating in its governance!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The car was crowded with eyes. Gu Yue offered no further explanation, shifting half an inch closer to Zhao Xuanzhen, her demeanor calm as ever:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m tired. Let me rest against you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uncomfortable?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xuanzhen pointed to her seatbelt. But the girl suddenly leaned in, shadows falling from her open collar revealing a curve of snowy skin; the scent of gardenia and warmth spread toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Yue’s waist bent into an exaggerated arc, her extraordinary flexibility evident; her collarbone brushed against Zhao Xuanzhen’s elbow through her shirt. A metallic click—her seatbelt snapped taut, pressing a startling curve into her heaving chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dim golden sunlight from the window pierced through Gu Yue’s falling hair. Zhao Xuanzhen could see the faint blue veins beneath her icy, snow-white skin, trembling gently with her breath. A mischievous strand brushed her neck—he heard the rustle of fabric, mingled with Gu Yue’s muffled sigh:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This… is very comfortable.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Yue chose not his shoulder, but his chest as her pillow. Her curled fingers idly traced his palm. The seatbelt, swaying with the car’s motion, sank deeper, revealing a dazzling sliver of porcelain-white skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xuanzhen gazed down at the girl on his chest. Dusk slanted through the window, gilding her porcelain cheek with a soft golden glow. Her silk-black hair swayed with the motion, the ends brushing his hand, sending faint, tantalizing tingles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her serene, detached aura masked her extraordinary figure—like a flower that had passed its bud stage into full, fruit-laden harvest. His gaze drifted sideways—he saw sleek black silk hugging her slender, straight calves, radiating a hazy, dreamlike pearl sheen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you staring at the black silk?” Gu Yue kept her eyes closed, asking lazily, like a cat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...Too direct.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xuanzhen signaled her to show some face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s human nature.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Yue, rich and generous, pressed her lips together smugly, a captivating curve forming at the corner of her mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To improve herself, attract Zhao Xuanzhen, and crush Na’er—these were the three pillars of Gu Yue’s plan to win Xuanzhen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one-year deadline was nearing, yet Gu Yue had made no further progress. She had to admit Zhao Xuanzhen was a towering mountain—no wonder Na’er had failed to get him in eight years, and she, despite all her efforts, had done no better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Na’er’s childhood bride remark had sent shockwaves through Class One of the first year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a hundred faces fell into deep thought, adhering to the principle that explanation is concealment and silence is admission, the first-year students instantly crowned Na’er as Zhao Xuanzhen’s childhood empress, raised from infancy. This enraged Gu Yue to no end—she dragged Na’er into brutal training for a full week.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Zhao Xuanzhen’s reactions sometimes left Gu Yue confused—he treated her with exceptional kindness, as if he knew exactly what she desired. He never resisted her subtle schemes or intimate gestures, and her Spirit Tower rank rose again and again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, Gu Yue held fourth place among the Spirit Tower’s younger generation, behind only the Spirit Tower Crown Prince Qianku Zhangting, Zhao Xuanzhen as the Phoenix family’s representative, and the seasoned Na’er.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Yue sought to shatter Na’er’s humanity entirely, becoming the complete Silver Dragon King, while using Zhao Xuanzhen’s status to climb higher. But every time she prepared to take the crucial step, Zhao Xuanzhen slipped out of her trap, maintaining a distance neither close nor distant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Occasionally glancing at Zhao Xuanzhen, those deep, abyssal black eyes seemed to hold a silent ocean—she was but a reef within it, and the sea could rise at any moment to swallow her whole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Yue had pondered in secret: her disguise was flawless. Zhao Xuanzhen, a mere Soul King, could not possibly see through her or be toying with her. She finally concluded Zhao Xuanzhen was simply slow to warm, raised under strict discipline by the Leng family, and had no romantic inclinations before adulthood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Haven’t you seen that silver-haired fool fail for eight years? Gu Yue had made tremendous progress in just one year—the dawn of victory was within reach!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Step by step, Queen Gu Yue firmly believed that with her peerless beauty and extraordinary talent, no one on the Douluo Continent could refuse her—Zhao Xuanzhen included!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Come to think of it, his chest was as soft and springy as a white goose-down pillow—probably secretly using his true body’s secret technique to adjust its softness for her comfort. He carried a pleasant scent too—the one she loved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I really am a bit tired…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Yue wrinkled her delicate nose, inhaling the soothing scent. Her scattered thoughts vanished; her breathing grew steady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Xinglan observed the peaceful pair through the rearview mirror, her blue starry eyes narrowing slightly. Zhao Xuanzhen and Gu Yue’s conversation had been quiet—but the car was small, and she heard every word clearly from the second row.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Black silk…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Xinglan caught the keyword. Zhao Xuanzhen’s taste was black silk legs—she suddenly felt a flicker of delight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Na’er, Gu Yue, Yuan En Yehui—all three girls were monsters with bodies that left no room for comparison. Even if Ye Xinglan joined the Papaya Milk Cult, she still lagged behind the three gifted girls, seeing no hope of a comeback.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at her own snow-white legs, Ye Xinglan silently pulled out a new soul-tool communicator. As for the old one? The old one was naturally for…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shrek Academy!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t forget—hand over all external items before the final exam departure!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In photo mode, the flash lit up. A curious female voice rang out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you doing?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Siduo leaned over. Though Ye Xinglan flipped the communicator with lightning speed, Wu Siduo’s vision was extraordinary—the contact’s note clearly read: Zhao Xuanzhen (Mentor), and a photo was mid-sending.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He… she… they…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smoke curled from Wu Siduo’s head—her CPU overheated. Childhood bride Na’er, forward Gu Yue, sneaky Ye Xinglan—what tangled, bizarre relationship was this!?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Siduo’s family had once been the imperial house of the Star Luo Empire; many elders still clung to noble customs—flags flying inside and outside the home were countless. Wu Siduo was used to it—but was Zhao Xuanzhen moving too fast!?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Wu Siduo pondered the four’s ambiguous ties, the driver Yang Nianxia was drenched in sweat, streams cascading down his spine, soaking his clothes. The class monitor was surrounded by beauties, his desire to hold them both obvious to all—he felt strangely superfluous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I should be under the car, not in it…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dingdong—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The message alert shattered the pin-drop silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xuanzhen enlarged the image. Sunset’s golden threads wove a flowing net along the girl’s thigh, scattered light patches tracing her leg line, pooling into a blazing golden lake at the knee’s hollow. Her milky skin shimmered with a lustrous glow, like fresh cream congealing into fat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pure, unadorned beauty—long, slender, white—utterly different from the allure of black silk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Xinglan: Is it pretty?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xuanzhen: Double-tap like.jpg\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fingers flying, he typed “Thank you.” Ye Xinglan’s eyes sparkled with starlight; she immediately sent dozens more photos from different angles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside them, Wu Siduo stared, dumbfounded. Front-row Xu Xiaoyan kept her eyes down, playing the well-behaved neighbor girl. Yang Nianxia maintained a stern face, dutifully fulfilling his role as driver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Entering the palace intrigue channel—the more you know about the lives of great people, the less safe you are.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A stream of radiant photos flashed across the soul-tool screen. Zhao Xuanzhen admitted Ye Xinglan truly had a certain charm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next second, a Shenyuan  creature remotely tapped his save button.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Xinglan turned back, locking eyes with Zhao Xuanzhen, her exquisite face no longer cold—her gaze bold and burning. Then she cast a long look at Gu Yue, sleeping in his arms, exhaled slowly, and turned away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Endure in silence, accumulate strength, strike with force!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seven days later, Tiandingcheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A luxury SUV entered Tiandingcheng. The six aboard were radiant. The city lay two thousand kilometers from Mingdu, the penultimate battleground on Zhao Xuanzhen’s planned route—signaling the final exam was nearly complete.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since leaving Shrek Academy, the six had passed through eight cities. Aside from Tiandou City, all seven Tang Men branches had suffered terribly, battered by the Shrek demons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More importantly, news of Zhao Xuanzhen’s six challenging Tang Men reached the first-year students. Desperate for opponents, they immediately copied the pattern, unfurling banners and storming sister sects—Tang Men had been thrown into chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Amorous Douluo Zang Xin hurried to Shrek City to consult with the Pillar Douluo Yun Ming. The latter declared this year’s final exam would be the last time students were allowed to roam and challenge. From now on, Shrek’s final exams would no longer disrupt societal order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Class monitor, shall we challenge the Tiandingcheng Tang Men branch?” Yang Nianxia asked as usual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No. We’re going to Tianding Star Soul Master Academy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xuanzhen browsed soul-net news, then replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Got it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Nianxia slammed the accelerator, veering toward Tianding Star Soul Master Academy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tianding Star Soul Master Academy sat in the southwest corner of Tiandingcheng, two thousand years old. It admitted only soul masters who awakened flight martial souls, specializing in various soul tools, dedicated to training students into elite mecha pilots.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since mecha pilots were favored by the Federation Army, the academy collaborated closely with the military; many high-ranking officers were alumni.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Spirit Tower was a staunch hawkish supporter of the Federation’s campaign to unify the three continents—a stance perfectly aligned. No conflict of interest existed between the Federation Army and the Spirit Tower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, Tianding Star Soul Master Academy, with its military ties, welcomed the Spirit Tower, agreeing to cooperation. After mutual benefit negotiations, the Star Academy’s dean agreed to let Zhao Xuanzhen access the academy’s stored star energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The main gate of Tianding Star Soul Master Academy was immensely grand—a twenty-meter-tall blue-and-white metal door, wide enough for mecha to pass through, engraved with intricate, mysterious star-path patterns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soul-tool car executed a perfect drift-stop. The six stepped out; their superior looks drew admiring stares from the Star Academy students at the gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The six paid no mind—until they looked up and froze for a moment. The soul-screen before the gate cycled one phrase, in blazing crimson letters:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Warmly Welcome the Supreme Zhao Xuanzhen for Guidance!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2215,"2026-06-20T10:43:43.510Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","0259bc25038b027db0394f4cce8eace4bcd8013935e23783b8f17d08d384fbc1","douluo-the-dragon-king-s-taiji-xuanzhen-chapter-88","douluo-the-dragon-king-s-taiji-xuanzhen-chapter-86",92,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdouluo-the-dragon-king-s-taiji-xuanzhen-cover.jpg"]