Douluo Dalu: Immortal Dragon Clan

The next morning, golden sunlight filtered through the dappled leaves and fell on the dormitory window.

Jin Tianming slowly opened his eyes, sat up, neatly tidied the quilt, then slipped his personal soul tool ring onto his finger and walked out of the dormitory.

As soon as he stepped out of the dormitory, he ran into Huo Yuhao.

"Brother Jin, good morning!" Huo Yuhao greeted Jin Tianming with great excitement. In his heart, Jin Tianming was undoubtedly his benefactor.

He gained a lot from enrolling with Jing Hongchen yesterday, acquiring many things he never dared to dream of before.

Huo Yuhao knew very well that all of this was thanks to the older brother in front of him who was a few years older than him.

If it weren't for Jin Tianming, he wouldn't have all these benefits he has now.

"By the way, Brother Jin," Huo Yuhao said, taking out a soul tool ring, "could you have your companion bring this soul tool to my sister?"

Huo Yuhao always thought about his sister. Now that he had obtained something good, he naturally wanted to bring some back for her as well. This deep brotherly and sisterly affection was truly touching.

Jin Tianming looked at the spatial soul tool ring that Huo Yuhao handed him, but did not reach out to take it. Instead, he said, "Mo Yan won't mistreat your sister, so don't worry!"

"Brother Jin, that's not what I meant." Huo Yuhao quickly explained when he saw that Jin Tianming seemed to have misunderstood.

Jin Tianming reached out and patted Huo Yuhao on the shoulder. Although a trace of arrogance still lingered in his eyes, it had subsided considerably: "Don't overthink it."

I won't misunderstand your actions. If possible, I just hope you can help me out in the future!

"Come on, I'll take you to meet some friends."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Tianming took the lead and walked forward, leaving Huo Yuhao standing there in a daze, not having time to react.

As he watched Jin Tianming's departing figure, he suddenly remembered a story his mother had told him: why those ministers were willing to go through fire and water for the emperor.

At that moment, he finally understood that feeling.

Huo Yuhao clenched his fists and solemnly swore in his heart: "In this life, I, Huo Yuhao, will definitely follow Brother Jin Tianming!"

As soon as he made the vow, Huo Yuhao quickened his pace and jogged to catch up with Jin Tianming.

Jin Tianming, who was walking ahead, suddenly stopped. He keenly sensed countless energies surging towards him like a tide.

He turned around in surprise and looked at Huo Yuhao who had caught up with him. He never expected that his casual words would bring him so much good fortune.

This Huo Yuhao truly lives up to his reputation as someone with great fortune.

Seeing that Jin Tianming had stopped and was staring straight at him, Huo Yuhao couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong, Brother Jin?"

Jin Tianming shook his head, his expression returning to normal: "I was just thinking about some past events. Let's go."

"Okay, okay!"

Several people were sitting in a small pavilion at the Sun and Moon Royal Academy.

The white-haired boy, looking cool and aloof, rested one hand on the stone table and the other on his chin, complaining with a face full of dissatisfaction: "We agreed to meet at eight o'clock, why is my older brother late again?"

Beside him, a girl who bore a striking resemblance to the white-haired boy was staring at the portrait in her hand, advising as she looked at it, "Brother, Brother Jin is busy researching soul tools every day, unlike you who have so much free time!"

These two were none other than Jing Hongchen's grandson and granddaughter, Xiao Hongchen and Meng Hongchen. Upon hearing his sister defending Brother Jin again, Xiao Hongchen said irritably, "Sister, is it because your brother sends you a portrait of the Holy Lord every month that you're speaking up for him like this?"
"How about I learn to paint too, and paint the Holy Lord for you in the future? Then I can put in a good word for you with Grandpa, what do you say?"

"You?" Meng Hongchen scoffed, using her spatial storage soul tool to put away the portrait, and looked Xiao Hongchen up and down. "If you can paint, Grandpa can worship you like the sun and moon."

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Seeing the disdainful look in his younger sister's eyes, Xiao Hongchen suddenly became competitive and raised an eyebrow, saying, "Just because others draw well, do you think your brother can't compare?"

Meng Hongchen's eyes sparkled, and she tilted her head mischievously with a smile, "Then, brother, would you like to guess which painter created this painting?" As she spoke, she deliberately shook the scroll in her hand, a mischievous smile hidden in her eyes.

Seeing the mischievous smile playing on her lips, Xiao Hongchen knew perfectly well that she was setting a trap, but she couldn't resist her curiosity and pressed on, "Who is it? I want to see which artist's skill is so good that I can't even compare!"

Meng Hongchen proudly raised her chin and said clearly, "Naturally, she is my master, Xiao Xue."

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In the silence of this morning, Xiao Hongchen, who had been so domineering, suddenly wilted.

He awkwardly touched his white hair, not daring to look at his sister's mischievous grin.

He really can't compare in this respect.

Senior Xiao Xue is not only her younger sister's master, but also the Holy Lord's personal bodyguard.

Compared to her? That's a pipe dream. Even if I sold myself, Grandpa probably wouldn't help me.

To ease the awkwardness, Xiao Hongchen looked at the sword madman opposite him and couldn't help but complain, "Madman, say something! Stop wiping your broken sword!"

With a "whoosh," the golden sword in the man's hand instantly pointed directly at Xiao Hongchen, its killing intent overflowing: "Say that again if you dare?"

Xiao Hongchen looked at the sword pressed against his neck, feeling utterly helpless.

What's going on here! He remembered that this sword was just casually forged by his elder brother using the finest gold. His elder brother even said that he could make as many as he wanted, and there was no need to treasure it so much!
But this sword fanatic treated this broken sword like his lifeblood. Besides fighting, he wiped it during class, after class, and probably even slept with it.

While others look for wives, this madman probably thinks he can live off a sword.

Ji Juechen is known as the "Sword Maniac" because he is extremely obsessed with fighting.

In order to greatly improve his strength, he resolutely challenged Jin Tianming, thinking that with his own efforts and swordsmanship, he could compete with this genius.

But to his utter surprise, all his efforts were barely enough to reach the threshold of genius in the face of true genius.

From that moment on, he not only found something more important than fighting, but also determined the goal he would follow for life. Perhaps only by following Jin Tianming could he experience the true joy of fighting.

And the sword in his hand was also forged specifically for himself.

At that time, the other party's words, "Without a good sword, you can't challenge yourself! So consider this sword my investment in you, sword fanatic! I hope you can surpass me with this sword!" made Ji Juechen, like a fish out of water, completely follow Jin Tianming.

That's why he would never allow anyone to insult the sword in his hand!
"It's really lively here!"

A familiar voice rang out, and Xiao Hongchen, as if grasping at a lifeline, hurriedly turned to the owner of the voice and pleaded for help: "Big brother, save me!"

(End of this chapter)