Douluo: The Holy Radiance of the Dragon King

Chapter 330 Han Tianyi: Bringing the Ancestor of the Spirit Pagoda Back to Life, Ten Years Fly By, Leng Yaozhu Arrives

"Tower Master, you saved my Star Luo branch from dire straits this time. What are your plans after you return?"

On the Xingluo ocean liner, Han Tianyi, fanning himself with a white paper fan, chatted with Feng Zaixing under a parasol, basking in the sun, looking every bit the strategist.

"Plans? Now that we're free to act, we'll naturally rebuild the navy when we get back, and then come back to take revenge."

Feng Zaixing stretched out his arms, hugged the back of his head, and half-closed his eyes, enjoying the sea breeze and the moment of relaxation for his eyes.

Gazing at the surging waves, a surge of pride welled up within him, and he laughed, "No wonder so many people dream of seeing the sea their whole lives; it truly is a first-rate, magnificent view."

Han Tianyi nodded, muttering to himself, "That's right. The three major navies used to boast all the time at home, but before they even officially set out, they were beaten to a pulp, making all eight legions lose face."

"Although the Holy Spirit Cult's treacherous sneak attack and the Tang Clan's terrifying weapons were factors, the people didn't care about that. What they saw was that the Federal Navy had suffered a huge blow and suffered extremely heavy losses."

"If it weren't for you, Tower Master, risking your own safety to cross the ocean and deliver a heavy blow to the Tang Clan, the morale of the Federation would probably have been in a prolonged slump."

Yuan Enzhen nodded in agreement with Han Tianyi's statement: "Yes, it's not just them. Even I was stunned when I heard the news. I was surprised that the Federation Navy had become so corrupt, when the Holy Spirit Cult had been hunted down by us so thoroughly."

"The news of this great victory has been transmitted back to Douluo Continent via video. The morale of the Federation's people and military has been greatly boosted. In particular, the director alone forced the entire Star Luo Empire to make concessions, safely bringing tens of thousands of Spirit Pagoda people out of the clutches of the Tang Sect, and even blowing up six of the Tang Sect's arsenals. It is truly gratifying."

This quasi-god, keeping up with the times, also took out a soul-guided tablet, smiling as he pointed to several photos that had been uploaded millions of times on the Soul Network, saying, "Look, this is you, Director, in the Star Luo Empire's airspace, leading the Spirit Pagoda people with Yun Ming, Guan Yue, Cao Dezhi, Dai Tianling,..."

The photos of the standoff between Enci and the others, as well as the footage of the series of explosions at the Tang Clan's military factory, were taken using a god-level mecha as a camera. How are the results?

Feng Zaixing's eyes lit up with joy, and the corners of his mouth curved upwards slightly: "I didn't expect you to have this skill. But we need to keep a low profile. The main reason is that we don't have time to find the underground addresses of the other Tang Clan's arsenals. Otherwise, Brother Longhu would definitely have wiped them all out."

The first joint operation by the Golden Dragon King and the Heavenly Winged Tiger resulted in a resounding victory. They were both adept at destroying enemy bases and killing enemies, each possessing their own signature skills that brought surprises to the enemy.

According to both of them, they not only destroyed hundreds of high-grade fixed-position soul-guided cannons that were in production and thousands of mechs, but also casually killed more than a dozen Tang Sect three-word battle armor masters, including several titled Douluo. Soul masters below the two-word battle armor master level were not worth a second thought and were simply crushed as speed bumps.

However, the Tang Clan is a large and powerful organization. Nearly twenty Title Douluos were withdrawn from the Federation, and more than ten more were from the Star Luo Empire branch. This loss is just a drop in the ocean, and they can continue to squeeze and deal with it.

However, the production line that Tangmen had painstakingly rebuilt was destroyed by this incident, and it would be impossible for them to recruit enough technical personnel and veteran workers to rebuild the military factory in a short period of time.

Taking advantage of the situation, Han Tianyi said, "After this battle, the Tower Master's prestige in the Douluo Continent has reached its peak. I wonder if the Tower Master has ever considered officially taking charge of the Spirit Pagoda?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the expressions in Feng Zaixing's and Yuan Enzhentian's eyes changed.

Yuan Enzhen stared dumbfounded at Han Tianyi, that old bastard. These old men these days really have no bottom line, actually trying to persuade him to get married!

The so-called "formal takeover of the Spirit Pagoda" naturally means kicking the current tower master, Leng Yaozhu, off the throne and taking over as the "honorary tower master" and "actual tower master".

To accomplish this, the experts of the Star Luo Spirit Pagoda branch, who have received a great favor from Feng Zaixing, will give their full support, and there are not many people in the Spirit Pagoda headquarters who can oppose it.

The Federation is on high alert, but at least at this point, no one can openly oppose it.

To everyone's surprise, Feng Zaixing didn't show any interest upon hearing this. Instead, he looked speechless and said, "Grandmaster Uncle, what are you up to? I came here exhausted to save you, and you repay kindness with enmity?"

"It's fine to be an honorary tower master and secretly control the Spirit Pagoda; but if I were to make this kind of thing public, even my own people would have to be wary of me."

Han Tianyi said with a serious expression, "What's wrong with the Federation's War God Temple Master concurrently serving as the Spirit Pagoda Master? I think many people in the Federation would be happy to see this happen, as they have always wanted to control the Spirit Pagoda."

"If this becomes a common practice, wouldn't that fulfill their wishes?"

Feng Zaixing shook his head and said, "No, no, the honorary tower master and the actual tower master are not the same. Moreover, the internal connection between these two forces is far less close than that of Shi Tang. Their functions are partially complementary, but their fundamental functions are still very different."

"Moreover, I can gain the current Spirit Pagoda's recognition as its master through absolute strength and achievements. What about future generations? If they don't have the ability, sitting in that position will only make the people of the Spirit Pagoda hate them and cause discord between the two major forces."

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"After Shi Tang left, the Spirit Pagoda's status in the Soul Master world rose to an unprecedented level. Even if the Federation supports other Soul Master organizations in the future, they can at most rival it. It is not a good thing that the highest leader of such a top force is concurrently held by the Lord of the War God Hall."

He paused for a moment, then said in a relaxed tone, "It's fine for honorary tower masters to become a tradition. People in the Spirit Pagoda won't have any psychological barriers to accepting it. If anyone's to blame, it's the geniuses of this era who are not up to par, like that Silver Dragon Douluo who tried to steal a chicken but ended up losing the rice instead."

"But—" Han Tianyi wanted to persuade her again.

Feng Zaixing gestured for him to stop talking for the time being, and then said, "You don't know yet, the headquarters has been diligently performing ancestral rites recently. Your Spirit Pagoda's ancestral master occasionally manifests his power, so even if I become the tower master, it won't mean much."

"what?"

Han Tianyi's face froze for a few seconds as she blinked, processing the information. After a long while, she finally said, "That old bastard who stole our sect's secret manual ten thousand years ago is still alive?"

Feng Zaixing nodded gently: "He's not dead, he's still alive."

"Just pretend I didn't say anything, Zaixing. Ugh, what bad luck!"

Han Tianyi was greatly disappointed. The main reason he had strongly urged Feng Zaixing to take the position of the official tower master was that he wanted to bring the ancestors of the Spirit Transmission Tower back to life and let them know that the genius of the Body Sect, who had been tricked by Huo Yuhao and lost his inheritance, was now stepping on the Spirit Transmission Tower step by step.

Who would have thought that Huo Yuhao, that old Deng, was still not quite dead? What else is there to say? That damned old Deng is still alive.

When Feng Zaixing saw Han Tianyi's expression, he secretly shook his head.

What he didn't say was that as an honorary tower master, he could ignore Huo Yuhao, but if he really took over the position of tower master, would he still worship Huo Yuhao, this half-dead ancestor?

He had no interest in finding a living ancestor for himself; he'd rather let Leng Yaozhu and the others do the worship.

A month later.

As ocean-going vessels sailed through the waves and entered the port of Tianhai City, Feng Zaixing suddenly realized that how to get ashore had become a problem.

On the harbor, a vast sea of ​​people stretched as far as the eye could see, a dense, overwhelming crowd. Countless people cheered and shouted, their necks flushed, "Welcome back, heroes!" and "God bless the Federation!"

All the top leaders of the Yixin Society were present, along with several representatives of military leaders. The top leaders of the Spirit Pagoda were even more complete, including Leng Yaozhu.

The ancient court is still there, with dozens of experts from the Spirit Pagoda headquarters behind him.

Feng Zaixing even spotted a Silver Dragon Douluo in the crowd. Seeing that his soul power was still at level ninety-eight, he couldn't help but curl his lips slightly.

The audacious yet powerless little silver dragon is both laughable and adorable.

The Silver Dragon King, who wished to remain anonymous, sensed the undisguised contempt from the Holy Venerable Douluo, and, enraged, decided to return to seclusion.

"As the saying goes, evil deeds last a thousand years. I was really overthinking things to think that this evil would cause trouble for the Star Luo Empire. It would be more likely that he would ruin the Star Luo Empire."

Gu Yue muttered angrily to himself, feeling like he wanted to hit someone.

Na'er's eyebrows beamed with joy, but when she caught a glimpse of Gu Yue's displeased smile, her beautiful eyes curved into a smile as she said, "Someone seems quite unconvinced."

Gu Yue crossed his arms and said without looking to the side, "I have no interest in talking to someone whose soul power is inferior to mine."

Na'er frowned and said angrily, "What are you so smug about? Don't think I don't know that your soul power isn't—"

"Your soul power isn't as high as mine, what a laughable clone," Gu Yue whispered in her ear with a soft laugh.

Na'er's beautiful eyes were blazing with fury. She vowed that if the occasion weren't inappropriate, she would definitely show Gu Yue what it meant to be "the strong are the real deal".

"You just wait, you'll get what's coming to you sooner or later!"

"Mmm, mmm, mmm, I didn't hear anything you said—"

For the first time in his life, Gu Yue had gotten such a huge advantage from Na'er, and for a moment he felt that all the suffering he had endured was worth it.

This time, Na'er didn't engage in a verbal battle. Instead, she lowered her eyelids completely, grinding her teeth, her eyes darting around with an uncertain gaze, lost in thought.

As the ocean liner docked, the triumphant heroes returned to the shore amidst the attention of the world. Flowers bloomed, cannons roared, banners filled the sky, music filled the air, and countless enthusiastic crowds expressed their passion with shouts.

After finally managing to cope with the situation, Feng Zaixing checked into the Tianhai Hotel to rest, but he felt even more exhausted than after confronting the experts of the Xingluo Empire for several days.

When the Yixin Society launched its team building initiative, the two generals proposed building a magnificent triumphal arch in Tianhai City to commemorate the glory of this day.

"I'm not bragging, but in the field of investment and construction, no one understands the needs of the masses better than me—" Le Zhengyu rattled off his experience, causing a stir.

Long Chen bickered, Na'er brandished her spear, Ye Xinglan brandished her sword, Yu Xin played the zither, Wang Wen piloted a mecha for a performance, and Feng Zaixing let go of his inhibitions and led the singing and dancing. On a whim, he forged several pieces of Heavenly Forged Metal and threw them into the crowd, causing a scramble.

I didn't sleep all night, and when I woke up again, it was night again.

Feng Zaixing put on a light jacket, walked to the balcony, and whispered: "Ten years ago, we also celebrated and reunited here. Ten years later, we are still here. Time flies and people are left behind. Ten years is just a blink of an eye."

"Yes, ten years have passed in the blink of an eye. We rose to fame here back then, and today we are here to welcome you back. The memories are still fresh." Yu Xin's hair was loose over her shoulders, and her smile was tinged with nostalgia.

"Ding ding~"

As the two were reminiscing about the past, there was a knock on the door.

Feng Zaixing knew who the visitor was as soon as he thought of it. He opened the door with a slight frown and invited the guest into the living room.

"Your Majesty, you've come here for your sister, haven't you?"

The visitor was Leng Yaozhu, whose expression was a mixture of worry and joy, clearly indicating that she had been troubled for a long time.