Douluo Dragon King: I, the wielder of the Holy Sword, will vanquish all evil.

Chapter 200 Soul
"Brother Su Qiu! Open the door quickly!"

Outside the door came Na'er's clear, slightly coquettish voice, and she kept knocking, determined not to give up until she got what she wanted.

Su Qiu sighed and could only get up to open the door.

As soon as the door opened a crack, Na'er slipped in like a nimble cat, still carrying the faint fragrance of a post-shower bath. Her silver hair was wet and disheveled, clearly indicating that she had just taken a shower.

"Na'er, it's so late." Before Su Qiu could finish speaking, Na'er had already moved closer to him, her purple eyes shining brightly in the dim bedside lamp.

"I can't sleep." Na'er pouted and naturally reached out to take Su Qiu's hand, leading him to the bedside. "Brother Su Qiu, you're so warm."

Su Qiu was somewhat helpless at Na'er's actions, but she was used to Na'er's intimacy.

Na'er pulled Su Qiu to sit down on the edge of the bed, and she leaned against him, almost touching him. She tilted her head, and a few drops of water from her silver hair brushed against Su Qiu's neck, feeling cool.

“Brother Su Qiu,” Na’er’s voice suddenly lowered, with a hint of curiosity and a kind of instinctive exploration, “You smell so good.”

"Huh?" Su Qiu was taken aback.

No, Na'er's combo looked somewhat familiar to him.

Na'er moved even closer, her small nose almost touching Su Qiu's neck, and sniffed gently like a small animal.

"By the way, are you really not bothered by my true identity?" Na'er's voice was even lower, filled with trepidation: "Na'er didn't mean to hide it from you."

Su Qiu looked down at Na'er, who was so close to him. Her purple eyes shimmered with a moist luster in the dim light, revealing a clear tension, anticipation, and a hint of cautious vulnerability.

He instantly understood that Na'er was simply insecure and afraid that revealing her identity would affect their relationship.

With a soft sigh, Su Qiu patted her head, his voice calm: "Do you think I'll ignore you just because you're the Golden Dragon King? Or do you think I'm afraid of you?"

Na'er was slightly taken aback by his actions. She blinked her purple eyes, gripped his clothes even tighter, and said in a muffled voice, "But I kept it from you for so long. Besides, the Golden Dragon King is very fierce."

“Fierce?” Su Qiu shook her head: “I didn’t feel anything.”

He paused, then his tone became serious: "As for keeping it from me, I can understand. Your identities are special, and the implications are too great, so caution is only right. Besides, you haven't harmed me, have you? On the contrary, you've helped me a lot and trusted me."

you?

Na'er frowned. She was there on her behalf. Gu Yue and the like should just die.

The two leaned against each other quietly for a while until Na'er fell asleep, at which point Su Qiu got up and left.

I'm getting ready to go find Gu Yue.

Don't get me wrong, this is important business.

His soul is still unsettled; ask Gu Yue if he has any good stuff.

Gu Yue's room was unlocked. When Su Qiu pushed the door open, he saw her leaning against the window, her silver hair gleaming coldly in the night. She was fiddling with a strand of flowing silver, as if playing with it or deep in thought.

"You actually came to find me on your own initiative." Gu Yue didn't even turn her head, her voice cold and clear. "You couldn't resist wanting it?"

Su Qiu ignored her rant and went straight to the sofa to sit down, getting straight to the point: "Let's get down to business. I haven't settled on a soul spirit yet. The Dragon Kings in Dragon Valley have given me quite a few benefits, but I still don't have a suitable one. Do you have any suitable ones?"

Gu Yue then turned around, her silver eyes falling on him with a half-smile: "You're quite the opportunist; you just gave me an idea, and now you're asking for something in return."

"You promised me before." Su Qiu shrugged, his tone frank. "You're the Silver Dragon King, you must have top-tier soul spirits. I don't need much, at least a hundred thousand years old, right?"

Gu Yue slowly walked to the opposite side and sat down, resting her chin on one hand: "Those dragon kings didn't give you their souls? I don't think so."

Have it?

Su Qiu recalled carefully.

He did consider leaping, but ultimately gave up. Huh?
Yes, what about Yue?
It seems I forgot it on the mountain at the exit of Dragon Valley.

Gu Yue looked at his thoughtful expression, a smile flashing in her silver eyes. She raised her hand and a seven-colored stream of light flew out from her hand, hovering above the coffee table.

The swirling light emitted an irresistible suction force.

The Light Dragon Seal on Su Qiu's right hand flickered wildly, and the last remnant soul was pulled out.

Holy Dragon King, Light.

Guanglong scratched his head, looked at Gu Yue and then at Su Qiu, and awkwardly greeted, "Good evening?"

Su Qiu looked at the remnant soul of the Holy Dragon King floating above the coffee table, and his lips twitched violently: "Weren't you dead?"

"Pah!" Guang said speechlessly, "When did I say I was dead?"

Upon closer reflection, it seems I haven't actually said that.

"Old man, you spoke so grandly back then, I thought you were going to die, but it turns out you were hiding in my hand spying on me?" Su Qiu reached out and poked the remnant soul of the light. The Light Dragon Seal in his palm lit up as if he had been electrocuted, and a familiar warm soul power instantly wrapped around him.

The dragon head dodged to the side, flicking its tail and grumbling, "Isn't this all to protect you? All the treasures are on you. You can't get hurt before the dragon clan is revived."

"Besides, I don't want to die before I see the future of the dragon race with my own eyes."

Then, Guang looked at Gu Yue and lowered his dragon head slightly: "My lord."

So far, he is the only one among the nine dragon kings who is willing to call Gu Yue "Lord".

Unfortunately, Gu Yue didn't intend to give him the treatment he deserved.

Gu Yue sat opposite him, casually swirling a wisp of silver element in her palm, and said indifferently, "I only just discovered you myself."

"You heard everything from the conversation during the day until just now?"

"I didn't mean to," Guang said guiltily, his eyes darting around.

“In that case,” Gu Yue’s eyes gleamed with silver light, “you just heard it too, Su Qiu is in need of a soul spirit.”

"No problem!" Light Dragon Claw patted his chest. "I'll definitely find one that will satisfy him. Let's go back to Dragon Valley. You can pick whichever one you want."

After saying that, Guang turned to leave, but then stopped because he noticed that neither of them had moved.

She just stared at him quietly.

The air fell silent instantly, and the dragon's claw of light froze in mid-air, staring at the two motionless figures.

Realizing something belatedly, the dragon's tail curled up unconsciously, and its voice weakened by eight octaves: "W-what's wrong? There are plenty of souls over 100,000 years old in Dragon Valley, descendants of the Emerald Dragon King, Golden Dragon Lions, take your pick."

Gu Yue ignored him and said something to Su Qiu that sent chills down his spine: "The Holy Dragon King is just right to be your soul."

"Use it to integrate the Dragon King's soul bone within you, and you can unleash its full power."

"Good idea." Su Qiu thought so too.

Having a Dragon King's soul bone is still too extraordinary. With the help of the Holy Dragon King to unify them, the results will be twice as good with half the effort.

The light on the other side fell silent.

　To be honest, I'm experiencing writer's block. The protagonist is just too overpowered; he can conquer anything, but I don't want the story to end so soon.

　　So let me organize my thoughts first, and then I'm going to let loose and write whatever comes to mind.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)