Douluo Dragon King: Panlong Staff? Erlang Shen, the True Lord of Manifestation

"call!"

Qian Gu Lin Feng slowly finished his practice and opened his eyes.

A hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

Compared to yesterday, I lasted ten minutes longer.

The pain of having one's soul burned by flames still exists, but the duration of endurance has significantly increased.

To his surprise, he felt no fatigue after finishing the exercise.

On the contrary, they felt refreshed and their five senses were more acute than before.

Both physical fitness and mental strength are steadily improving.

He firmly believed that as long as he persisted in this practice, he would succeed.

One day, I will be famous throughout the mainland.

But what excited him even more was...

It's still the same marksmanship created based on an indomitable will.

"It was just created, and I'm not yet proficient at using it."

He looked down at his hands, lost in thought.

"I need to keep thinking about it these next couple of days and try to finalize it as soon as possible."

While I was pondering this.

"Grandson."

A deep, resonant voice came from outside the door.

Qian Gu turned his head to look and was slightly taken aback.

It's Grandpa.

Qian Gu Die Ting stood with his hands behind his back.

The moonlight cast a long shadow behind him.

He didn't go inside, but just gave Qian Gu Lin Feng a deep look.

He immediately turned around, and the voice came from afar:

"Come to my room after you've finished your practice."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared into the night.

Qian Gu Lin Feng blinked.

Why are you looking for me so late?

He suppressed his doubts and continued to complete the closing steps of today's practice.

After tidying up his clothes, he quickly left the room.

……

The cultivation chamber of Qian Gu Die Ting.

"grandfather."

A knock sounded on the door, and a boy's clear voice came from outside.

With a wave of his hand, the gates opened silently.

Just as Qian Gu Lin Feng was about to take a step, he noticed another figure inside the room.

The man sat in the side seat, his dazzling blond hair particularly striking under the lights.

Tall and handsome, he was smiling at him and stood up to greet him.

"Uncle Linfeng."

Qian Gu Lin Feng's gaze swept over that face.

This is not the first love-obsessed, illusionary knight of the ancient clan.

My dear nephew—Qian Gu Zhang Ting!

Oh wow, isn't this my dear nephew?

Qian Gu Lin Feng remained expressionless, nodding with a smile.

"Zhangting, you're here too?"

Qian Gu Zhangting smiled broadly and spoke warmly.

"Yes, I've come to see Grandpa about something."

Uncle Linfeng, I heard you conquered the Unyielding Soul yesterday?

Congratulations! I'm so envious.

He had just started talking.

"Alright, Zhangting."

Qian Gu Die Ting's voice rang out softly, interrupting him.

"You should go back now. I'll consider what you said."

Qian Gu Zhangting's smile froze on his face.

"Great-Grandpa, but I haven't finished speaking yet..."

"Um?"

Qian Gu Die Ting merely raised his eyes slightly.

That gaze, however, was as heavy as a mountain.

The pressure instantly extinguished the courage of Qian Gu Zhang Ting.

He opened his mouth, but ultimately didn't dare say anything more. He stood up and greeted the two of them.

"Then I'll be going now. Uncle Linfeng, let's talk again another day."

When you're done, turn around and leave.

The moment the door closed behind him, his face turned completely grim.

On what grounds?

Why did everything change after that uncle was born?

Isn't he a twin martial soul?

It's not a dragon-shaped staff!

Why did my great-grandfather focus all his attention on him?

He was clearly the eldest grandson of the Qian Gu family.

He is the future head of the family!

Qian Gu Zhangting clenched his fists, a hint of resentment flashing in his eyes.

just wait.

I will definitely become the head of the Qian Gu family, and let everyone know that.

Who is the true heir?

……

Inside the meditation room.

The grandfather and grandson sat facing each other.

Qian Gu Lin Feng spoke first.

"Grandpa, are you alright?"

He pointed outside the door, his gaze suggestive.

"Qian Gu Die Ting said calmly."

"It's alright. He came to me simply because he wanted me to instruct him in the Unyielding Staff Technique."

"Isn't that a good thing?"

"Good news?"

Qian Gu Die Ting shook his head, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

"But he and I are not the same kind of people."

Qian Gu Lin Feng was taken aback: "What?"

"He is not a true martial artist."

Qian Gu Die Ting looked at his grandson, his gaze deep and unfathomable.

"I don't have that heart."

He seemed lost in thought as he stood facing the wind for a thousand years.

He suddenly understood what his grandfather meant.

The Unyielding Stick Technique requires an unyielding will.

And the ancient Zhangting Pavilion...

His mind was never on the stick fighting techniques.

"Let's not talk about him anymore."

Qian Gu Die Ting changed the subject, his gaze falling on Qian Gu Lin Feng.

I was outside your room yesterday.

A thousand years ago, standing in the wind, my heart skipped a beat.

"Did your soul power flow smoothly during your first meditation session? Did you experience any stagnation?"

really.

Grandpa was outside last night.

He must have noticed that abnormal fluctuation.

But at this moment, he didn't ask any further questions; he was only concerned about his own cultivation progress...

Qian Gu Lin Feng's mind raced, but his face remained calm as he nodded.

"all the best."

"That's good."

Qian Gu Die Ting nodded, asking no further questions.

He knew, of course, that his grandson wasn't telling the truth.

But so what?

Everyone has their own secrets.

As long as my grandson is on the right path, as long as he doesn't go astray.

Those secrets... let him keep them to himself.

After a moment of silence, Qian Gu Die Ting suddenly spoke:

"I thought about it all night last night."

A thousand years have passed, yet I raise my eyes to the wind.

"How exactly should I teach you?"

Qian Gu Die Ting's gaze fell on his grandson.

"Strong physical attributes and mature close combat skills."

Qian Gu Die Ting looked at his grandson with eyes full of approval.

"Anyone who didn't know better would think you were a seasoned veteran who had practiced diligently for many years."

Qian Gu Lin Feng scratched his head, chuckled, and didn't reply.

"Next, you only need to learn one thing from me: the Unyielding Staff Technique."

Qian Gu Lin Feng was taken aback: "Grandpa, my martial spirit... isn't a staff technique, so how can it learn the Qian Gu family's unique skills?"

"Nonsense!"

Qian Gu Die Ting glared at him.

"You're so stubborn! I'm helping you develop an indomitable will!"

He stood up, put his hands behind his back, and his aura suddenly changed.

That was no longer the kind grandfather he usually was.

Instead, he was a quasi-god-level powerhouse standing at the pinnacle of the continent.

It is the true pillar of stability for the ancient family.

"Do you know why my Qian Gu family has been able to dominate this continent for ten thousand years without ever falling?"

Qian Gu, facing the wind, straightened his expression and listened attentively.

"It's because of this will—an indomitable will!"

Qian Gu Die Ting's voice was deep and resonant, yet it seemed to penetrate the very core of one's being:

"Unyielding to Heaven, unyielding to Earth, unyielding to any power!"

Even the gods cannot make my Qian Gu family bow down!

"It is this will that has supported generations of strong members of the family to this day."

The coiled dragon staff is merely the outward appearance; the will it embodies is the true legacy!

Qian Gu Lin Feng was deeply moved and nodded emphatically: "I understand, Grandpa."

"it is good."

Qian Gu Die Ting sat down again, his tone softening.

"The second thing is that I've found you a teacher."

"teacher?"

"Han Tianyi."

Qian Gu Lin Feng's eyelids twitched.

"Illusionary Brain Douluo Han Tianyi?"

The previous generation's top genius of the Body Sect?

"You know him?" Qian Gu Die Ting was somewhat surprised.

He smiled secretly to himself as he stood facing the wind through the ages.

Not only do I know, I was just about to mention him to you!

"I've heard some of it."

He nodded.

"It is said that he was once very prominent in the Body Sect, but later joined our Spirit Pagoda because he received a great favor from a Limit Douluo of the Spirit Pagoda. However, he has always maintained a good relationship with the Body Sect."

"Good job, you've done your homework quite well."

Qian Gu Die Ting glanced at his grandson with satisfaction.

"Yesterday I told him about your awakening of your original martial soul, and he was very interested."

Go see him directly tomorrow; he will teach you the cultivation method for your physical martial soul.

A thousand years have passed, and a warm feeling fills my heart as I stand against the wind.

He understood, of course, that his grandfather must have paid a considerable price to get a powerhouse like Han Tianyi to agree to teach him.

Although Grandpa didn't say it, he hoped that I would become successful.

But he truly felt this care.

Suddenly, Qian Gu Lin Feng stood up.

He solemnly walked up to the ancient imperial court and bowed deeply:

"Grandpa, thank you."

Qian Gu Die Ting was taken aback.

He looked at the six-year-old child in front of him.

Looking into his clear and determined eyes, a soft spot in my heart was touched.

He reached out and gently placed his hand on his grandson's shoulder.

Get up.

At that moment, he recalled many things from the past.

In his youth, he was so focused on rigorous training and pursuing power that he neglected the most important people around him.

By the time she realized what had happened, her two sons had already grown up.

One is calm and reserved, the other has a complex mind...

There is always a barrier between father and son.

It wasn't until he was defeated by Yun Ming and stood at the lowest point in his life that he truly understood.

Strength is certainly important.

But some things are lost.

There is no possibility of ever coming back.

"Facing the wind."

Qian Gu Die Ting's voice was somewhat hoarse.

"Your path of martial spirit development only requires you to proceed step by step. With your talent and temperament, the future is promising."

He paused, then suddenly said seriously, "However, Grandpa wants to make a promise with you today."

Qian Gu looked up in the wind and asked, "What agreement, Grandpa?"

"List of Young Prodigies"

The gaze of the ancient court was piercing.

"Specially recruits the most outstanding geniuses from the mainland under the age of eighteen."

I'll set a goal for you—before you turn fourteen, reach number one.

Qian Gu Lin Feng's eyelids twitched violently.

A list of young geniuses?

This thing is known in the martial arts world as the "Young Killer Ranking"!