"Alright, you should rest first. It's too hot in here. Uncle will go outside for some fresh air."
Dong Zian suppressed the surging emotions in his heart, while his resolve regarding his idea grew stronger.
"Uncle, what should I call you?"
Just as Dong Zian was about to leave, Jiang Xiu asked softly.
"Uncle's name is Dong Zian. You can just call me Uncle Dong."
Dong Zian stopped, left those words, opened the Soul Guidance Gate, and strode out.
"Dong Zian? Fierce Wolf Douluo!"
Jiang Xiu's purple eyes flickered upon hearing this, and he murmured to himself as memories of Dong Zian surfaced.
Dong Zian, commander of the Western Legion, a god-level mecha pilot, held a position in the military second only to Divine Brush Douluo Yu Guanzhi and Shrek Academy's Sweeper Monk Chen Xinjie, one of the leading figures of the Federation's hawkish faction.
But what impressed Jiang Xiu most wasn't any of that, but Dong Zi'an himself. Dong Zi'an wasn't from a powerful family; he was a commoner, and even his martial soul was the most ordinary Blue-Faced Wolf.
Yet, Dong Zi'an, through sheer grit and determination, fought his way up from the bottom of the army to become a Limit Douluo and legion commander.
The words a certain master had once used to comfort him, "There are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters," seemed to have been proven true by Dong Zi'an.
Most importantly, even after reaching this position and wielding such power, Dong Zi'an was still willing to fight alongside the soldiers of the Western Legion, leading the charge in the final battle against the Abyss Plane.
"Truly a valiant general,"
Jiang Xiu couldn't help but sigh, feeling a surge of admiration. It was a pity that Dong Zi'an was ultimately betrayed by a spy from the Spirit Pagoda, leaving an indelible stain on his reputation.
"So, General Dong, what will you choose?"
Jiang Xiu's lips curled slightly as he gazed at the howling wind outside the window.
(Outside the Soul Guidance Emergency Center)
"Commander, the investigation is complete. Jiang Xiu's parents were both members of the Blood God Legion and died in battle four years ago. His mother, Xu Ruoxi, possessed the Silver Moon Martial Soul..."
Seeing Dong Zian walk out, Li Jie quickly stepped forward and reported the information he had gathered.
"Alright, I know all of this."
Dong Zian waved his hand to interrupt, "Send someone to Snow City now and retrieve those two medals, the sooner the better."
"Yes, sir!"
Li Jie nodded and immediately sent a message to the soldiers in Snow City. After finishing, Li Jie looked at his commander's thoughtful expression and couldn't help but ask,
"Commander, Jiang Xiu has great talent. Do you want to take him as your apprentice?"
Li Jie knew very well that his commander was unmarried and had spent his entire life in the military, spending his time either killing abyssal creatures or nurturing and promoting talented individuals.
Moreover, Jiang Xiu's parents were both members of the Blood God Legion, and his background was impeccable.
"You rascal, you're truly worthy of being someone I personally promoted. You're like a mind reader to me. Although I'm interested, I'm afraid I won't be able to teach him well."
Dong Zian first chuckled and scolded, then looked into the distance and sighed softly.
"You're joking. There are people you can't teach."
Li Jie assumed his commander was joking.
"Jiang Xiu not only possesses the Purple Emperor Annihilation Dragon Martial Soul, but he also has twin Martial Souls, and even twin ultimate Martial Souls."
"What a joke!"
Li Jie exclaimed incredulously, but seeing Dong Zi'an's calm expression, he knew his commander wasn't joking.
Immediately, the air fell silent, even the cold wind subsided slightly.
Seeing his commander's rare hesitation, Li Jie gritted his teeth and spoke.
"Commander, do you know the flower language of genius?"
"What?"
Dong Zi'an raised an eyebrow, puzzled.
"Hurry, or you'll miss out!"
Li Jie said sincerely, "Think about it, this is the descendant of our brother legion, in other words, the descendant of our legion! Jiang Xiu's talent is so high, even you might not be able to teach him well, so how many people in the world are better than you?"
"Are you really willing to hand him over to some unknown person?"
Seeing his commander's eyes harden, Li Jie cleared his throat, preparing to add one last push.
"What if his future teacher is as unreliable as some old Sea God Pavilion elder who loved chicken legs from ten thousand years ago? What if..."
"Stop, why don't you just say Jiang Xiu was abducted into the Holy Spirit Cult by an evil soul master as soon as he stepped out the door? Alright, stop bothering me, I've already made up my mind."
Hearing Li Jie's increasingly outrageous talk, Dong Zi'an waved his hand to interrupt, but he had already made his decision.
"You're going to take Jiang Xiu as your disciple?"
Li Jie smiled triumphantly.
"Yes, but it can't be just me. Professional matters should be handled by professionals."
Dong Zi'an nodded slightly, a mysterious glint in his eyes, and said in a low voice.
He then took out his communication soul tool, swiped his finger, and finally stopped at a number labeled "Cook," and dialed it.
"Hello? Who is it? I'm cooking, don't bother me if there's nothing wrong... Watch me take a spoonful of sauce."
A strong voice came from the other end of the communication soul tool, with the faint sound of a spatula being turned over.
"Old Mu, I've found a genius with a perfect Martial Soul, and it's even an extreme attribute one. Since you're busy, I'll look for someone else. Bye..."
Dong Zian said regretfully, then, as if he had expected it, he moved the communication soul tool away from his ear.
"What! Don't hang up!"
The next moment, a loud roar came from the communication soul tool.
"What's wrong? Aren't you busy?"
Dong Zian smiled, as if he knew everything.
"Oh, it's Old Dong. I thought it was Old Dong. You said you found a genius with an extreme attribute Martial Soul. Where is it? I'll fly over right now."
The voice sounded again, clearly impatient.
"Aren't you cooking? This isn't urgent. Ah, it's a pity that this kid has twin extreme Martial Souls. But it's okay, I'll look for someone else."
Dong Zian said casually, but with a hint of regret.
"What am I supposed to do? Don't you know my sect is dwindling in talent, almost extinct? And you're joking with me? Don't forget I played a part in your god-level mecha.
Give me the address now, or I'll chop you up with a cleaver! I'm not bad at dealing with people."
Dong Zian seemed to already see the man's furious expression through his soul tool, knowing the time was right, he spoke slowly.
"Snow City, come quickly, or you'll be late."
"Wait for me, I'm coming right away... Oh no! It's burnt!"
"Beep beep beep..."
With a cry of alarm, the communication ended.
"It seems you really care about Jiang Xiu, but his Purple Emperor Annihilation Dragon Martial Soul..."
Li Jie chuckled at the sight, but then, as if remembering something, a hint of worry appeared in his eyes.
"Hmph, that matter is over ten thousand years ago, it's time to turn the page. If anyone doesn't want to turn the page, I'll help them."
A fierce glint flashed in Dong Zian's eyes, and an invisible aura of malevolence emanated from him.
Inside the Soul Guidance Emergency Center.
"Is my shadow really gone?"
Jiang Xiu looked at himself, summoning the Shadow Monarch again to examine it carefully.
But suddenly, Jiang Xiu seemed to sense something. Within the Shadow Monarch Martial Soul, something seemed to be attracting him, giving him a feeling of spiritual enlightenment.
After a moment's thought, Jiang Xiu slowly sank his consciousness into the Shadow Monarch Martial Soul, and immediately felt a darkness before his eyes, as if his soul had left his body.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
A faint sound rang out, and Jiang Xiu felt as if countless ants were crawling around his ears. He slowly opened his eyes.
But the next moment, Jiang Xiu was stunned, because there really were countless ants crawling around him.
However, these ants were all dark purple, about the size of a calf, with a golden stripe on their bodies, and exuding a devouring aura.
Jiang Xiu looked around and saw that there were countless of these ants, and the sky was empty, without sun, moon, or clouds, while the soil beneath his feet was black, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.
"Wait, where did I get here? Is this still Douluo Continent?!"
(End of Chapter)