Douluo: Dragon King's Divine Elegy

Chapter 124 Only by pulling out a stick can I make you submit!
"The Ryuzinus Continent? What's that?" The Time-Space Behemoth asked Nan Liujing with a puzzled expression.

In the cultivation room, Nan Liujing spoke with surprise to the spacetime behemoth within his spiritual sea, "If you're not from the Dragonianus Continent, then where are you from?"

The Time-Space Behemoth said, "The Continent of Giant Beasts."

“This…” Nan Liujing was stunned. He went to the cultivation room to fuse the Behemoth’s essence blood and soul bone. He also asked the spacetime Behemoth if it knew Ye Yinzhu. But it turned out that it was not the Behemoth from the Qin Emperor’s world at all.

"Judging from your tone, this continent of Longzinus also has a Behemoth race like mine?" the Time-Space Behemoth asked curiously.

“Yes.” Nan Liujing nodded. “The strongest of them is the Purple Gold Behemoth, which has already ascended to the God Realm. I’m not sure whether it’s a main god or a god-king, but it’s very strong.”

"The Purple-Gold Behemoth?" the Time-Space Behemoth asserted. "No need to guess. Its physical body may be comparable to a God-King, but its divine power is at most at the level of a Main God."

Nan Liujing raised an eyebrow; he hadn't expected his spirit to know so much.

At first, he didn't think much of it, but the Time-Space Behemoth's subsequent ramblings caused a hint of surprise to appear in Nan Liujing's eyes.

"Our Beast Continent has also had deities, including the ancestor of my Behemoth race. When he ascended, he was already a half-step God-King. According to records, he returned to the Beast Continent 20,000 years after his ascension. At that time, our ancestor had officially advanced to the God-King level. Every 10,000 years thereafter, our ancestor would come back to visit. Unfortunately, I was swept away by the spacetime turbulence, otherwise I would have been able to witness our ancestor's splendor in another thousand years."

The Time-Space Behemoth chuckled and said, "These are just stories from the past; just listen for fun. Now, focus on fusing with the essence blood; it will definitely give you a huge surprise."

"it is good."

Nan Liujing picked up the specially made bottle containing the essence blood of the Time-Space Behemoth and stared at it with his dark blue eyes.

The silver liquid in the bottle remained still; it was very thick and, under the light, it shimmered with a pure color.

He took a deep breath, deftly opened the bottle cap, and immediately a faint fragrance wafted out. Just a whiff of it was enough to invigorate one's mental energy.

Nan Liujing's gaze remained calm. Following the teachings of the Time-Space Behemoth, he condensed a wisp of soul power from his fingertips and gently probed it into the bottle.

The moment the silver essence blood came into contact with the soul power, it was like alcohol being ignited instantly. Brilliant silver light burst forth from the bottle's mouth, and the fragrance that invigorated spiritual power became even stronger. Nan Liujing could clearly feel that his spiritual power had increased slightly, and he couldn't help but be surprised. In fact, once he reached the mid-stage of the Spirit Abyss Realm, the growth of his spiritual power had already begun to slow down, so this unexpected joy came at just the right time.

With a focused mind, Nan Liujing precisely controlled his soul power, guiding the silver light formed from his essence blood back into his body.

As soon as it entered his body, a cool sensation instantly traveled from the top of his head to the soles of his feet and then exploded throughout his body. Nan Liujing's expression immediately changed; it was an indescribable and wonderful feeling.

In the darkness, he felt his consciousness begin to drift away, his body seemed to turn into nothingness, and he felt as if he had fallen into a long river of time.

Subtle and mysterious spatial elements surged within him, carrying with them a profound power of time. In an instant, his mind seemed to experience all aspects of life—babbling toddlers, energetic teenagers, steady and solid adults, and weathered old people. As time passed, he saw his own life, the life of a normal person, from the perspective of an observer. This feeling was quite wonderful.

Surprisingly, this sense of temporal distortion, which would have driven an ordinary person to the brink of collapse, did not cause Nan Liujing to lose himself. On the contrary, his entire soul became clearer and more solid, effectively improving his defense against attacks on the soul, which was another unexpected surprise.

In this magical state, intricate silver patterns gradually appeared in Nan Liujing's pupils. Upon closer inspection, each pattern shimmered with the rhythm of time and space.

Centered on him, subtle ripples of spacetime silently spread throughout the cultivation room. Although he remained seated on the futon without moving, his body appeared simultaneously at each point where the ripples appeared, as if breaking the shackles of space.

The voice of the Space-Time Behemoth rang out at just the right moment: "My essence blood's enhancement to your physique cannot compare to that of a certain dragon bloodline you previously fused with, but it is more diverse. This wondrous power of space-time is only one part. In the future, your body will also gain a certain degree of damage reduction when encountering soul power attacks with elemental attributes. On the Beast Continent, our Behemoth race is known as..."

Magic Buster!

"Prepare to fuse with the Soul Bone. It will grant you a Soul Skill called Space-Time Rift. Believe me, this will be the nightmare of every Battle Armor Master."

...

War God Training Camp, Command Center.

Several high-ranking members of the War God Temple, along with Long Tianwu, the deputy commander of the Blood God Legion, gathered together.

The light screen in front of them continuously played footage of Lei Mingyan Yuteng wiping out thousands of abyss monsters, and Nan Liujing subsequently killing two Soul Saint-level Baan.

Long Tianwu's eyes lit up when he saw it, and he hurriedly said to another War God who had just arrived at the training camp, "Brother, why don't you talk to the Heavenly Phoenix Douluo of the Spirit Pagoda and send this kid to our Blood God Legion for training?"

Long Tianwu, whose title was Emperor Sword, glanced at her younger brother and said indifferently, "Greedy?"

"I'm craving it." Long Tianwu showed no trace of his deputy commander's authority in front of his brother. "It's a shame to keep such a talent in the War God Training Camp."

"Ok?"

Jiang Zhanheng and Su Mengjun's eyes widened immediately.

“…” Long Tianwu coughed twice and explained, “What I mean is that the War God Training Camp is limited in intensity, so it doesn’t really have much of a training effect on him.”

Long Tianwu said calmly, "The Blood God Legion is far more dangerous than the training camp. If Tianfeng Douluo knew what you were thinking, she would dare to directly attack the Blood God Legion. Do you believe it?"

"How is this possible?" Long Tianwu certainly didn't believe it. How could a top expert act recklessly over such a trivial matter?
Su Mengjun glanced at him and said, "The Heavenly Phoenix Douluo was infamous in her early years, and only recently has she retired from the limelight. She has been single for a hundred years, and her sister is also... In short, now that she finally has an heir, if something happens, she will most likely go crazy. No one dares to predict what a reckless Limit Douluo can do."

Upon hearing the words "Limit Douluo," Long Tianwu's eyes instantly cleared, and he exclaimed in astonishment, "Isn't she only level ninety-seven?"

Long Tianwu and Su Mengjun exchanged a glance and shook their heads helplessly. The Blood God Legion was indeed too isolated in terms of information. The fact that the Spirit Pagoda now had four Limit Breakers was not a secret among top-tier forces. It seemed that after Leng Yaozhu retired from the ranks of top-tier experts for decades, her reputation had also faded away.

Jiang Zhanheng changed the subject, saying, "He dared to risk his life to lure away the Abyss army at a critical moment, and he was also able to save his teammates at a crucial time. I think he should be given the position of captain directly. What do you all think?"

Long Tianwu nodded and said, "Agreed."

“I agree,” Su Mengjun suggested. “But it would be best if Nan Liujing’s team were composed of elites, otherwise the team would be too slow and would affect his performance.”

“I can provide three elite soldiers,” Long Tianwu said immediately.

Long Tianwu said, "The team will consist of seven people. You send three, and Nan Liujing can choose the remaining three from the camp."

The bigwigs were chatting away, unaware that the camp had already become quite lively.

The War God Training Camp is not usually very busy, which allows War God Camp trainees to choose how to use their time when not in combat.

In the East Rest Area, over a hundred War God Camp trainees gathered in the large first-floor lobby, their eyes fixed expectantly on the beautiful figure standing on a dining table.

"Sister Xu, is it true?"

"Is a spirit alloy made by fusing two metals into a thousand-times-forged, first-grade alloy really only worth five thousand merit points?"

"Can the integration rate really be guaranteed to be at least 80%?"

Hearing the chattering sounds at her feet, Xu Junlan gently raised her hand, and the crowd immediately quieted down, demonstrating her high level of authority.

“Nan Liujing has already helped me, and the members of the Tianwu Group and the Pojun Group have each forged a piece of Thousand-Refined Grade One Spirit Alloy. All of them are high-quality pieces with a fusion rate of 80%, and their reputation is jointly guaranteed by the captains of our three groups.”

The trainees' pupils dilated in shock, and they immediately began to clamor for more, their mouths firing questions like machine guns—they wanted some too!

Although the War God Training Camp is where the War God Temple cultivates elites, it has always been dominated by a competitive guaranteed system. The so-called guaranteed system means that there is a basic division for resource exchange. As long as you have enough merit points, you can exchange for them without competing with others.

After the guaranteed minimum, the real competition begins. To achieve better results, teams must continuously fight against abyssal creatures to gain more merit points. These merit points are accumulated by new teams at the beginning of each month and calculated uniformly at the end of the month. The top ten teams can exchange for certain resources first.

Using this method, the War God Training Camp maintained a strong combat readiness. No one wanted to be left behind by their comrades, so fierce competition was inevitable. In reality, the War God Temple always managed to bring back massive amounts of cultivation resources from the Three Realms Battlefield, and combined with their own cultivation, spiritual herbs and similar cultivation resources were never lacking in the training camp; anyone could exchange for them.

The most intense competition and demand actually occur in the metal industry.

The Temple of War itself does not train blacksmiths; at most, it invites some level seven blacksmiths to serve as guest advisors. Therefore, most of the metal resources are purchased from the Blacksmith Association.

The only drawback of unified procurement is that the quality is not consistent. After all, a level 5 master craftsman can hardly achieve a success rate of more than 30% in forging spirit-forged metals, and even the success rate of forging a thousand-times-forged first-grade metal will not be very high.

As for having a higher-level blacksmith forge it, who would bother forging low-level metals? You can't earn as much as I can from a single piece of soul-forged metal with dozens of pieces of thousand-refined spirit alloy, so why would I bother?
This is why, despite the high demand in the training camp, the supply has always been insufficient, which has led to many members only being able to procure a complete set of One-Word Battle Armor by the time they reach the Soul Emperor level.

Now, things seem to have changed!
According to some people, Nan Liujing, the ruthless person who left a deep mark on the Federation Grand Competition, is actually a level six blacksmith. He is also very willing to forge thousand-forged spirit alloys. In fact, he forged more than a dozen thousand-forged first-grade spirit alloys in less than two hours, and the fusion rate was still maintained at 80%. How could this not arouse their desire?

Xu Junlan raised her hand again to signal the crowd to quiet down: "You should all know how rare a Thousand-Refined Grade 1 Spirit Alloy with 80% fusion is, and how much merit points it sells for. Five thousand is the price Nan Liujing offered as a discount. The reason he was willing to charge less merit points is that he hopes everyone in our training camp can have better battle armor and stronger power as soon as possible so that they can protect themselves when fighting against the abyss monsters."

“I met him back during the Federal Competition, and I revealed my identity to him then. Do you know what he said to me?”

The crowd shook their heads.

Xu Junlan solemnly said, "He said that we, along with those who resisted the invasion of the Abyss, are all heroes of the Douluo Continent. He respects us very much, which is why he discussed with the higher-ups of the Spirit Pagoda about coming to the War God Training Camp to fight alongside us!"

After he finished speaking, the entire cafeteria hall fell silent.

At first glance, everyone's eyes were trembling, and those who felt it most deeply were the trainees with scars on their bodies.

The Sun and Moon Federation has never publicized the Abyss, so countless ordinary people on the Douluo Continent have no idea that there is a group of people silently contributing behind the scenes. At some point, they have wondered if anyone would remember them if they died in battle.

They used to have trouble answering.

But now, the answer is clear!
Xu Junlan said in a deep voice: "Next, you will line up to register. I will report your martial soul and attributes to Nan Liujing. He will take time every day to forge them. After they are done, I will hand them over to you. Don't worry if you don't have enough merit points. Nan Liujing said that you can pay them off first."

The once noisy hall fell completely silent.

No one made a fuss; everyone stood in line with solemn expressions.

Xu Junlan signaled to her team members to begin the registration process.

She stood to one side, her arms crossed over her chest, her gaze shifting constantly.

It's true that Nan Liujing offered a discount, and it's true that she praised them as heroes of Douluo Continent, but it was her own decision to bring these things up in the training camp.

...

As evening fell, the sky was ablaze with crimson clouds.

As Nan Liujing walked out of the training room, a silver gleam shone in his eyes, concealed by the orange-red light of the corridor.

After leaving the training area, he went straight to the rest area.

Along the way, Nan Liujing encountered many soldiers from the War God Camp. To his surprise, each of them smiled and nodded at him when they looked at him, showing a very friendly attitude.

"strangeness."

Nan Liujing couldn't help but mutter to himself that when the soldiers of the War God Camp looked at him before, they basically didn't react. Even when they greeted him, the soldiers would just nod blankly as a perfunctory response.

Drop drop drop.

The phone rang.

"I've compiled the War God Camp soldiers' martial spirit information for you in the East Rest Area. Where are you?" Xu Junlan's voice came from the other end.

Nan Liujing said, "I just came out of the cultivation room and was about to go to the cafeteria for lunch. Is the list ready?"

"It's all set. I'll be waiting for you at the East District cafeteria," Xu Junlan said before hanging up the phone.

When Nan Liujing arrived at the canteen, there were still quite a few people eating inside, most of whom were people who had just changed shifts and returned from the outpost, and they still carried a fierce aura.

Xu Junlan, Long Tianwu, Xiao Pojun, Jiang Wuyue, Long Yuxue, and another woman with a sharp temperament were sitting together at this moment.

After getting his food, Nan Liujing went straight over.

"Here." Xiao Pojun made way for him.

As soon as Nan Liujing sat down, everyone's eyes were on him, and the atmosphere became somewhat strange.

Nan Liujing remained calm: "Where's the list?"

"I sent it to you on your phone," Xu Junlan said with a smile. "Come on, meet your teammates."

"What teammates?" Nan Liujing couldn't help but wonder.

“It’s the three of us,” Jiang Wuyue chimed in.

Nan Liujing looked at him first, then glanced at Long Yuxue and the other woman, and whispered, "Was this arranged by higher-ups?"

"Yes." Long Yuxue has pretty features and her short hair makes her look capable. "Just now, the Ninth War God gave instructions that I, Jiang Wuyue, and Ling Wuyue have been specially assigned to your team until you leave the training camp. During this time, we will be under your command."

Ling Wuyue was the sharp-looking woman next to her, with slightly strong features and an unusual buzz cut. But right now, her expression as she looked at Nan Liujing clearly showed some dissatisfaction.

In the Blood God Legion, she is an ace mecha pilot. Even if she is to be deployed, she must be a strong person, right?
Long Yuxue added, "Besides the three of us, you can invite three more people to form a seven-person team. After that, there's no need for further training; they can go directly to the Dark Nether Land for practical combat."

Nan Liujing immediately thought of today's assessment. Perhaps it was his outstanding performance that prompted the higher-ups to make this instruction.

Xu Junlan suddenly reminded her, "According to past practice, an abyssal tide may break out within the next two months. You'd better gather your team as soon as possible and enter the Dark Netherland to familiarize yourself with the environment."

"it is good."

Nan Liujing didn't care about Ling Wuyue's questioning gaze. When he pulled out his fierce stick and smashed the abyss monster's head, she knew she hadn't followed the wrong person.

After adding each other as friends on WeChat, Nan Liujing left after finishing his meal.

As soon as he left, Ling Wuyue frowned and said, "I don't understand why the higher-ups would assign us to be his assistants."

Jiang Wuyue crossed her arms and casually said, "Our captain is the first place winner in the individual competition of the youth group of the Federation Grand Competition, a two-word battle armor master, and a level six blacksmith. In today's virtual assessment, he was a ruthless guy who killed two Baan with two blows. Now do you understand?"

Ling Wuyue's expression suddenly froze, as if she had heard something unbelievable.

Xu Junlan, Xiao Pojun, and Long Tianwu exchanged a knowing glance. They could all see that Ling Wuyue was unconvinced by Nan Liujing. But seeing is believing, and words can change one's opinion of another.

(End of this chapter)