"I've already said this to our Lord, but he still considers the Silver Dragon King very important..."
"Let's not bring this up again."
In the Dragon Valley, the Mountain Dragon King, the backbone of the Dragon Kings, quickly shook his head and advised.
If such words reached their Lord's ears, it would not bode well.
"Fine."
The Fire Dragon King could only pout. Clearly, she was only thinking of their Lord's best interests!
"..."
"Dragon God Bloodline, Dragon God's Inheritance."
"Now, no one can stand against me in the future."
Meanwhile, Tang Luochuan returned to his dormitory, sitting alone on the sofa with a trace of emotion in his eyes as he murmured to himself.
Tang Hao? Tang San? Neither was worth fearing.
The Dragon God was the true pinnacle of power on the Douluo Continent, his status self-evident. Without exaggeration, even ten Tang Sans standing before the Dragon God would only manage to break his defenses once.
And that one time might only be due to the formidable Blue Silver Emperor First Soul Skill—Blue Silver Entanglement.
"The Icefire Yin-Yang Well and the Nine Dragon Kings are excellent assets. Even if they are only Dragon Souls now, these nine former God King-level powerhouses will play crucial roles in the future."
A smile played on Tang Luochuan's lips as he pondered.
The same went for the six great beasts of the Icefire Yin-Yang Well. Though they might not excel in combat, their significance was undeniable.
And then there was Na'er's Lovesick Heartbreak Red...
Absorbing it early in the Dragon Valley was undoubtedly the best course of action!
"Time to meditate."
"Currently at rank 54, I must strive for another breakthrough soon."
Shaking his head dismissively, Tang Luochuan crossed his legs on the sofa and began meditating.
Meanwhile, on Sea God Island, Yun Ming found himself falling into silence for the first time that day as he gazed at the Tang Sect's representatives, led by the sorrowful Zang Xin. His expression stiffened.
"So you're saying the Icefire Yin-Yang Well has vanished? What does the Sect Leader have to say about this?"
Yun Ming frowned, unable to hold back his question.
"..."
Zang Xin remained silent. If he had been able to contact Brother Dezhi, he wouldn't have needed to seek Yun Ming's help.
"Take me to see it."
With a resigned sigh, Yun Ming bid farewell to Ya Li before his figure swiftly vanished.
Elsewhere in the Dragon Valley, in a secluded spot, Na'er held the Lovesick Heartbreak Red in her hands and gently consumed it.
"I must grow stronger, to keep up with Brother Luo Chuan's pace—not remain a weak little girl..."
"Farewell, Lovesick Heartbreak Red."
After swallowing the last petal, Na'er smiled softly and sat cross-legged on the ground, her expression serene.
In her mind, the memory of that kiss with Brother Luo Chuan resurfaced. How she longed for another...
"..."
The next day, in Class One of the first grade.
"Class dismissed."
"Tang Luochuan, Gu Yue, Wu Siduo, Tang Wulin, Ye Xinglan, Xu Xiaoyan, Xie Xie, Wang Jinxi, Zhang Yangzi..."
"You stay. The rest may leave."
Shen Yi and Wu Zhangkong's gazes settled on the group led by Tang Luochuan, the former smiling faintly as if she had something important to say.
"Teacher?"
"Is there something you need?"
Moments later, Tang Luochuan and the others turned their calm eyes toward the instructors, awaiting their words.
"In three days, we will hold a friendly exchange competition with the second-year students, and I believe you are the best candidates..."
"The events will include, but are not limited to, one-on-one, three-on-three, seven-on-seven team battles, as well as auxiliary profession competitions."
Shen Yi spoke slowly. The overwhelming superiority of Tang Luochuan and Gu Yue wasn't just felt by the first-year students—even the second-years would find them just as formidable.
Meanwhile, Wu Siduo and Tang Wulin were undoubtedly the next strongest, a steep drop below those two, far surpassing everyone else, and both were four-ringed Soul Ancestors.
The remaining participants included Ye Xinglan with her Star God Sword, Xu Xiaoyan as the strongest control-type Soul Master, Xie Xie with his Space-Time Dragon, and the Dark Eagle Dragon duo. Even against second-year students...
They wouldn't be much weaker.
"Us?"
"Challenging the second-years?"
Hearing this, excitement instantly flashed across the faces of Tang Wulin and the others. Only Wu Siduo wore a thoughtful expression before finally turning her gaze toward Tang Luochuan and Gu Yue.
"Teacher."
"Will Luo Chuan and Gu Yue also participate?"
She couldn't help but ask.
After all, the rest of them were considered top geniuses of the first year, and she highly recognized their talents. But these two...
Were simply too overpowering.
If those two really participated, there probably wouldn't be much left for the rest of them to do.
"Yeah, exactly."
Beside her, Ye Xinglan and Xu Xiaoyan nodded in agreement. With their strength, they could already handle most second-year students.
One was a powerhouse in offense, the other in control...
Working together, they wouldn't break a sweat.
"As for us..."
Hearing this, Tang Luochuan simply shook his head with a smile, his gaze landing on Gu Yue before him. At that moment, she was also looking at him, and the two exchanged a knowing smile.
Bullying second-year students who were only three years older held no appeal.
Two Dragon Kings...
No, two powerhouses with the Dragon God Bloodline and the Silver Dragon King Bloodline, had no interest in crushing weaklings.
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"Teacher, let's pass on this. It's better left to Wu Lin and the others."
At this, Tang Luochuan shook his head with a laugh, and Gu Yue beside him fully agreed.
"See?"
"I told you so."
Beside them, Wu Zhangkong wore an expression that said he had expected this all along, smiling faintly. He had long known these two would never entertain such thoughts.
"Very well."
"Given your talents, the Pavilion Master has probably already invited you to join the Inner Court. It's just as well not to bully those older students."
Shen Yi wasn't surprised either, smiling as she spoke. If she hadn't anticipated this, she wouldn't have made sure to have seven participants ready aside from those two.
Meanwhile, in the second-year classroom next door.
Their homeroom teacher, Wu De, was also addressing his students—about the upcoming exchange competition.
"In two days, the academy will hold an exchange competition between the first and second years. The auxiliary profession competitions will be handled by their respective committee members. As for the Soul Master battles, Yuanen will lead the team."
"Yuanen, stand up and read the list. The students named will stay behind afterward."
His face was full of smiles, especially when he looked at Yuanen in the front row—his grin nearly blooming like a chrysanthemum.
Among all the students in the class, the one who surprised him the most was none other than the class monitor he had once placed high hopes on—Yuanen.
Perhaps his talent wasn't the most outstanding, but he was undoubtedly the most diligent child in the entire academy. No one could compare to him in that regard, and he had also been the only work-study student before.
He hadn't been a Soul Ancestor for long, but due to the innate prowess of his Martial Soul, his combat strength was nothing to scoff at—especially now…
He even possessed One-Word Battle Armor. A Battle Armor Master at just fifteen years old, already qualified to enter the Inner Court at such a young age, and in his class at that. What an honor it was.
"Yes, teacher."
Upon hearing these words, Yuanen Yehui merely responded softly, indifferent as always, her tone calm.
This was how she had always been in class.
She would quietly do whatever was required without much communication. And in this exchange competition, she would be participating as well…
Before she could dwell on it further, a golden-haired youth suddenly raised his hand, clearly intending to ask a question.
"Student Le, go ahead."
Seeing him, Wu De smiled.
"Teacher, Class Monitor."
"May I ask which team I'm assigned to for the competition?"
This person was none other than Le Zhengyu, who possessed the Sacred Angel Spirit. At the moment, his face was filled with confusion.
It seemed he hadn't heard his name called.
As an outstanding disciple of the Sacred Angel Family, he was undoubtedly confident in himself. Though he was only a Soul Venerable, so what? Participating in this exchange competition shouldn't be an issue.
"Hmm?"
"Student Le Zhengyu, based on the selection results from the class monitor and myself, you are not in the lineup for one-on-one, three-on-three, or seven-on-seven matches."
Hearing this, homeroom teacher Wu De shook his head.
In simpler terms, he wasn't qualified for any of them.
Among the second-year students, while there weren't many Soul Ancestor powerhouses, there were enough to form the competition teams. Le Zhengyu, as a mere Soul Venerable, clearly hadn't made the cut.
"Me?"
"Not selected?"
Hearing this, Le Zhengyu froze for a moment, as if he had just heard some kind of joke.
Him? The young master of the prestigious Sacred Angel Family!
He actually didn't make it into the friendly competition? Ha?