Douluo: I founded the mecha tribe and I am the king of mecha battles!

Chapter 291 I'll give you the honor of being imbued with my scent.

The runes shimmered with a dark cyan light, as if they were some kind of law that devoured everything; just looking at them was enough to make one's mind tremble!

Gu Yuena's pupils suddenly contracted!

The dragon's instincts for danger were screaming warnings—she instinctively wanted to retreat, but found herself unable to move!

The invisible laws of alchemy had long since imprisoned her body, preventing her from even mobilizing the divine power within her!

In that instant, she finally realized just how terrifying the being before her truly was!
Despite his appearance as a human boy, Chen Zhou's soul essence has long surpassed that of the Dragon God, and his power does not belong to the law system of this world at all!
"Your way of thinking is truly unfathomable!"

Despite being bound by the rules, Gu Yuena maintained her alluring smile, though her voice tightened slightly, revealing a hint of tension within her.

She wanted to test Chen Zhou's bottom line, but she didn't expect that he wouldn't fall for it at all.

Unexpectedly, Chen Zhou did not continue to pressure her, but instead released her, and the alchemical runes on his fingertips slowly dissipated.

He simply said, "True loyalty isn't proven by these petty actions."

Gu Yuena staggered a step to her feet, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

She had thought that submitting to him was enough. But now it seemed that Chen Zhou wanted far more than she had imagined.

"What does Master want?"

For the first time, her voice revealed seriousness, no longer carrying that frivolous tone.

Chen Zhou turned and looked at the distant sky. Under the night sky, the stars were dazzling.

"what do you want?"

"In pursuit of truth."

Chen Zhou's eyes sparkled with a thirst for endless knowledge, and he held a steadfast belief in the "truth" represented by "extreme" and "true".

"Are you pursuing the truth?"

Gu Yuena repeated the word softly, her double pupils, a mixture of ice and fire, reflecting the starry sky. She suddenly realized that the being she was now encountering had already transcended all the struggles on the Douluo Continent.

The ice and fire crystals on the cliff suddenly all turned towards Chenzhou, like loyal guards paying homage to their king. Gu Yuena's silver hair moved without wind, tiny starlight condensing at the ends—a manifestation of the dragon bloodline resonance reaching its peak. She suddenly knelt on one knee, her left hand pressing on the dragon god emblem on her chest, and three divine rings rose simultaneously from behind her.

"From this day forward, whatever you see will be the target of my sword."

Gu Yuena's eyes gleamed with ambition. She was not suited to be the ruler of all soul beasts, but she also had a desire to see the view from a higher vantage point.

Since you're already living in Chenzhou, why not hand everything over to Chenzhou?

Chen Zhou gazed at the completely subjugated Silver Dragon King before him, a satisfied smile curving his lips. He raised his hand and gently stroked Gu Yuena's hair, a wisp of divine thought flowing into her crown.

In an instant, Gu Yuena's pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints.

Deep within her consciousness, a vast and boundless starry sky was unfolding. Billions of star systems swirled and intertwined, each with a massive array of alchemical runes suspended at its center. And at the edge of the universe, a silver obelisk spanning tens of thousands of light-years stood majestically, every line on its surface illustrating the changing laws of different dimensions.

"what is this?"

Gu Yuena's soul trembled. As the former Silver Dragon King, she had witnessed the glory of the divine realm, but the scene before her completely overturned her understanding—this was definitely not a realm that ordinary gods could reach.

"The gateway to truth—an enlightenment in forbidden alchemy," Chen Zhou's voice echoed deep within her soul. "This is the first task I'm giving you—to decipher the first layer of forbidden alchemical inscriptions."

"From now on, you will learn alchemy with Xuan Li."

Before Gu Yuena could think of anything, Chen Zhou suddenly wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and the alchemical matrix beneath his feet shimmered with light.

With a flash of white light, Chen Zhou took the bewildered Gu Yuena back to his bedroom at home.

"Although your comprehension isn't particularly high, you do have some awareness."

"As a reward, I'll grant you the honor of being imbued with my essence."

Chen Zhou's eyes gleamed with desires etched into the genetic instincts of humanity.

Human desires are actually very simple, nothing more than survival and reproduction, which are instinctive desires derived from the genes of all living things.

Although Chen Zhou never focused on unquestionable romantic love, as a vigorous sixteen-year-old boy, he still had basic needs.

Gu Yuena was taken aback at first, then her long, snow-white legs wrapped around Chen Zhou's waist like nimble snakes, her silver hair cascading down the bed like a waterfall. Vertical pupils, characteristic of the dragon race, appeared in her eyes, and a string of eerie blue sparks flew as her fingertips traced Chen Zhou's chest: "Master, you've finally decided to leave a deeper mark on me?"

Her voice resonated with a dragon's roar, the bed curtains moved without wind, and all the metal objects in the room vibrated at a high frequency—that was the elemental turmoil caused by the Silver Dragon King's emotional fluctuations.

Chen Zhou drew a line in the air with his finger, and thirteen dark golden runes instantly sealed off the entire space. Gu Yuena was surprised to find that the energy she was releasing was completely absorbed by these runes and transformed into a rotating star ring above the bed.

"Pay attention."

When Chen Zhou bit her earlobe, the dragon's unique reverse scale was gently rubbed. Gu Yuena suddenly trembled violently, her waist arching like a fully drawn silver bow.

Gu Yuena's silver hair spread out on the pillow and mat like a net woven by moonlight, and when she tilted her head back, the lines of her neck stretched out in a beautiful arc.

Chen Zhou's fingers were moving down along the protrusions of her spine, each bone revealing translucent scales under the touch—this was the instinctive reaction of a dragon when its sensitive areas were touched.

"Wait a moment."

Her fingers suddenly clenched the bedsheet, and her dragon-like vertical pupils contracted into thin slits. "Didn't Master say he was going to teach me alchemy?"

"Studying requires calming down, but I'm feeling restless right now. Can you calm me down?"

Chen Zhou buried his head in Gu Yuena's arms, as if he regarded the beauty in his arms as his mother, returning to infancy, wantonly taking from her, and giving incoherent answers.

Beneath the dome, the golden emblem shines brightly.

The giant round table, forged from black iron, was like a millstone, with seven beings of different majesties seated in rows.

The candle dragon holds a lamp and spits out flames, the firelight reflecting the faces of the guests, while a chilling atmosphere condenses into frost and mist hanging from the eaves.

The first one to see the fire-wielding figure sat upright like a red tower, his silver hair fluttering like beacon fire, and his phoenix eyes revealing the surging power of lava.

This is Huo Wuji, the Lord of Time City, who controls the birth and death of thunder. His eighteenth-tier battle prowess permeates the eight wastelands, and when his knuckles tap the table, one can faintly hear thunder breaking through the air.

Suddenly, the sound of waves arose beside him. Hai Wuliang's long, gilded hair cascaded down like a waterfall, his black iron wrist guards were inlaid with pearls from the East Sea, and the emblem of the Moon Goddess was on his chest. His nineteenth-level battle aura caused his robes to flutter wildly, and when he laughed wildly, even the stars in the sky trembled, yet the wine in his cup remained completely still—his skill had reached the realm of calming raging waves.

A flash of cold light appeared, and Yun Taixi's fingertips conjured an icy blade. His short hair stood on end like golden needles, and his eyes held the thousand-year-old arrogance of the Lightning Tribe. The Energy Twin Cities Token hung at his waist, and he was clad in eighteen-tier Frost Armor. A light tap on the table produced the sound of a thousand miles of ice shattering.

(End of this chapter)