Douluo Dragon King: The Calamity of the Dead, Reviving Qian Renxue

Shrek City, headquarters of the Spirit Tower.

A towering white-gold pagoda that reaches into the clouds is the tallest building on the continent today.

The federal government has explicit regulations stipulating that no new building may exceed its height, which is the most direct recognition of the Spirit Tower's status.

At this moment, at the top of the tower.

A single-level office with an extremely open view occupies the entire floor. Huge floor-to-ceiling windows offer a panoramic view of Shrek City, with wisps of clouds seemingly within reach.

A tall and graceful figure stood quietly by the window.

Sunlight streamed through the glass, casting a golden glow on her.

She wore a long, fiery red dress that accentuated her breathtaking curves. Even without seeing her face, one could tell from her exquisite figure that she was an absolute beauty capable of captivating a nation.

"Your Majesty the Heavenly Phoenix."

A pair of twin sisters knocked on the door and entered, stopping five steps away from the woman and bowing respectfully.

The woman slowly turned around.

The sunlight shone perfectly on her face.

It was a breathtaking face.

Her features were exquisitely sculpted, as if by a master craftsman; her eyes and brows possessed both classical gentleness and the majesty of someone who had long held a high position.

Most striking are his crimson eyes, like molten gems, deep and intense.

Deputy Tower Master of the Spirit Pagoda, Head of the Leng Family, Level 98 Super Douluo.

Leng Yaozhu.

"How is the progress on the artificial ten-thousand-year soul?" she asked, her voice clear and cold as jade.

"Progress is slow," Bai Haoze, the older sister, replied. "We're currently stuck on the 'intelligence generation' stage. How to give an artificial soul the self-awareness of a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast... we just can't find a breakthrough."

The twin sisters look almost identical, both exquisitely beautiful like fairies from a fairy tale. But the older sister, Bai Haoze, has sky-blue eyes, while the younger sister, Bai Zhicen, has forest-green eyes.

"As expected." Leng Yaozhu's red lips parted slightly.

Once a soul beast reaches ten thousand years of age, it will develop rudimentary intelligence. The same is true for soul spirits.

Artificial souls are different; those under a thousand years old can be mass-produced using existing soul-guiding technology. Only those at the ten-thousand-year level remain in the theoretical stage.

The biggest challenge is how to give them "consciousness".

This is equivalent to giving souls to soul-guided technology.

If a breakthrough can be achieved, future Soul Masters may no longer need to rely on Soul Beasts. After all, Soul Beasts on the continent are now on the verge of extinction, and every living one is extremely precious.

Bai Zhicen hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped.

"Speak." Leng Yaozhu's gaze swept over them.

"Your Majesty, Heavenly Phoenix..." Bai Zhicen bit her lip, "The various research groups... urgently need soul beast samples."

Leng Yaozhu's beautiful brows furrowed slightly: "I remember we just replenished a batch from the edge of the Star Dou Great Forest protected area last month, how could it be consumed so quickly?"

Bai Haoze and Bai Zhicen exchanged a glance.

"Those..." Bai Zhicen lowered her head, "They were all transferred away by the Tower Master of the Ancient Tower. Not just last month, but in the past six months, 70% of the soul beasts stored at headquarters have been transferred by him under the guise of 'special research,' and their whereabouts are unknown."

Bai Haoze, the older sister, said indignantly, "Those soul beasts... the vast majority of them were transferred away by the Tower Master under the pretext of 'urgently needed for special projects.' Not only last time, but in the past six months, the whereabouts of more than 70% of the living soul beasts in the headquarters' soul beast reserve are unclear. We can't even find out their specific uses."

Bai Zhicen couldn't help but whisper, "Your Majesty, if this continues... many people are privately discussing that the Spirit Pagoda is quickly becoming the private property of the Qian Gu family. The allocation of resources will be entirely at their discretion."

Leng Yaozhu remained silent.

When the Spirit Pagoda was first established, it was jointly managed by more than a dozen families, who checked and balanced each other. However, as a thousand years have passed, some families have declined, and some have lost their lineage. Now, only the Leng family and the Qian Gu family remain.

Throughout history, the family has prospered and produced many talented individuals.

In contrast, the Leng family...

A hint of gloom flashed across Leng Yaozhu's eyes.

The once-famous "Leng Family Twins" have gone their separate ways. Leng Yulai, the younger sister, fell into evil ways and became a demonic soul master, while she... remains alone and unmarried to this day.

The main branch of the Leng family is on the verge of extinction. Without fresh blood and top geniuses to succeed them, their voice in the game of power is naturally fading away.

Her position as deputy tower master, though seemingly prestigious, actually meant that much of her real power had been usurped.

If the Leng family had produced even one genius, they wouldn't have been marginalized to this extent.

"I see."

She withdrew her gaze, her tone unreadable, "Since the experiment requires it, let's find another way. In my name, apply for a special quota from the Federal Soul Beast Protection Division and go capture some more."

"yes!"

The Bai sisters responded in unison, understanding that this was the best Leng Yaozhu could do within her current authority.

"There is one more thing, Your Majesty." Bai Haoze took out a letter from his bosom, which was of an ancient style and had no modern postmark. The envelope had only an emblem that looked like a long sword dripping with blood.

"I received an encrypted email today, the source of which is marked as... the Blood God Legion."

"The Blood God Legion?"

Leng Yaozhu's beautiful eyes suddenly narrowed.

This name is extremely unfamiliar to the vast majority of federal citizens and even lower-ranking Soul Masters. It represents the ultimate defense line guarding the darkest corner of the continent.

She reached out her slender hand and took the letter.

The moment the fingertip touched the emblem, an extremely subtle yet incredibly pure aura of iron-blooded ruthlessness flashed by, confirming it was undoubtedly genuine.

Bai Zhicen couldn't help but ask curiously, "Your Majesty, what exactly is the Blood God Legion? We've checked the Federation's public database, but we can't find any detailed records."

Leng Yaozhu did not answer immediately, but gently unsealed the wax seal and took out the letter inside.

The letter paper is specially made, with a tough feel and a faint energy fluctuation to prevent snooping.

Her gaze swept quickly across the area.

At first, it was calm.

Immediately, his eyebrows twitched slightly, revealing surprise and doubt.

Then, an incredulous glint flashed in his eyes.

As the story unfolds, a subtle smile slowly curves across her usually aloof and stunningly beautiful face, her red lips seemingly parting slightly.

Bai Haoze and Bai Zhicen were both stunned.

They had followed Leng Yaozhu for many years and knew that since her sister Leng Yulai fell into evil ways and the sisters turned against each other, her personality had changed drastically. She was always cold as ice and rarely smiled.

Privately, the Spirit Pagoda headquarters called her "Ice Phoenix"—beautiful, but icy cold.

But at this moment, her smile had a stunning beauty, like the first melting of snow, that even they, as women, were momentarily stunned.

What exactly was written in the letter? What could have made His Majesty the Heavenly Phoenix so happy?

The two were filled with curiosity, but seeing that Leng Yaozhu did not offer an explanation, they dared not ask any further questions.

"Your Majesty, if there are no further instructions, we will take our leave," Bai Haoze said respectfully.

"Okay, go ahead. Take care of the soul beast matter as soon as possible." Leng Yaozhu nodded slightly, her gaze still fixed on the letter.

After the two sisters quietly closed the door and left, the office returned to silence.

Leng Yaozhu walked to the window, and a wisp of crimson-gold flame ignited at her fingertips. The letter from the Endless Mountains turned to ashes in the flames, leaving no trace.

She looked north, her gaze seemingly traversing endless distances, landing on that perpetually frozen mountain range.

"The Blood God Legion... Zhang Huanyun... and Luoyang..."

She murmured to herself, her smile growing even deeper.

"Could this be fate... seeing the decline of my Leng family, and specially sending me a peerless gem?"

"The martial soul awakens autonomously, triggering the blessing of the plane, seemingly at the god level, possessing an innate domain, and even capable of inducing the manifestation of the plane's lord..."

Every word in the letter was enough to shock the entire Soul Master world.

And all of this was concentrated in a six-year-old child, who was also the son of an old friend.

"Orphaned and burdened with the Black Emperor's curse, I must stay far from the front lines of the Abyss... Entrusted to me..."

Leng Yaozhu gently clenched her fist, feeling the faint resonance and longing emanating from the Heavenly Phoenix Martial Soul within her body.

The Leng family has been silent for too long, so long that they have almost been forgotten.

The arrival of this child may be the turning point for change.

"The eternal east wind..." A cold glint flashed in Leng Yaozhu's eyes. "Do you really think the Leng family has no successor?"

She turned around, her crimson dress drawing a fiery arc in the air.

"Luoyang, I'm really looking forward to seeing what surprises you'll bring to me and the Leng family."