Legend of the Dragon King: I am Genshin Impact

Chapter 9 Joining the Tang Clan

The middle-aged man stared at Feng Zixi with shining eyes. You see... Feng Zixi's background can be considered that of a direct descendant of the Tang Clan. Several generations of her family have been members of the Tang Clan, and her talent is ridiculously high. As long as she doesn't perish halfway, she will definitely be able to become a Limit Douluo.

"Young man, your family has been members of the Tang Clan for generations. Do you want to join the Tang Clan?" The middle-aged man's eyes were burning with desire.

A chill ran down Feng Zixi's spine. Could this uncle be gay?

"Yes, I'll join the Tang Sect!"

"Okay! Okay!"

Under the witness of the Tang Clan's regional minister, Feng Zixi officially joined the Tang Clan at the age of six. At the same time, with the minister's favoritism, Feng Zixi obtained all of the Tang Clan's secret manuals, including the Mysterious Heaven Skill, Ghost Shadow Tracking, Purple Demon Eye, Mysterious Jade Hand, Crane Control and Dragon Capture, and the Hundred Solutions to Hidden Weapons!

While this might seem contrary to Tang Sect's rules, rules are made by people! Tang Sect intends to groom Feng Zixi to become their leader; can she be treated the same as an ordinary member? Furthermore, Feng Zixi's background as a direct descendant of Tang Sect members means she can be completely trusted, and there's no possibility of betrayal. For geniuses, the earlier they come into contact with these secret manuals, the greater the effect!

Feng Zixi naturally accepted the Tang Sect's investment. Although many people looked down on Tang San's Xuan Tian Gong in her previous life, for Feng Zixi now, this thing was really appealing...

By the time she finished everything, it was already late at night. Thinking of Na'er waiting for her at home, Feng Zixi felt a pang of guilt. They had agreed to finish quickly; Na'er must be getting impatient…

Wu Changkong was naturally assigned to be Feng Zixi's bodyguard, and he went home with Feng Zixi with a dark face.

The room was pitch black. As soon as Feng Zixi opened the door, a petite body rushed towards her. The soft body was hot, and Feng Zixi instinctively hugged the small body.

"Honey...husband, you're finally back! Na'er thought you didn't want me anymore..." Na'er pressed her face against Feng Zixi's, giving him a sweet kiss.

"Na'er is so cute, how could I not want her?" Feng Zixi gave Na'er a quick kiss. "Tired? Come on, let's go to sleep..."

Feng Zixi pulled Na'er into her room. In the dark night, Wu Changkong, whose face was even darker than the night itself, was almost invisible.

Finally, Wu Changkong randomly found a guest room and cultivated for the entire night. Meanwhile, Feng Zixi slept all night holding the fragrant Na'er.

As for cultivation? With everyone having cheat codes, who would seriously cultivate anymore...?

Night comes and goes quickly. Before dawn, Feng Zixi was lifted up by Wu Changkong.

"You scoundrel, are you trying to harm me?" Feng Zixi waved his little fists, lightly pounding Wu Changkong, but because his arms and legs were too short, he couldn't even touch Wu Changkong's body. Otherwise, with his strength of over 500 kilograms, each blow would definitely not have been pleasant for Wu Changkong...

However, right now Feng Zixi is just a little chick...

"Now is the perfect time to cultivate the Purple Demon Eye!" Before Feng Zixi could react, Wu Changkong grabbed her and hoisted her onto the roof, coldly saying, "Follow the purple aura, and let your soul power follow my guidance!"

The next moment, Wu Changkong placed his fingers on Feng Zixi's temple, and a stream of pure soul power guided Feng Zixi's soul power to circulate.

Staring at the purple hue on the horizon, Feng Zixi felt a sudden coolness in her mind. A warm sensation flowed through her mind and eyes, lasting for several minutes before the strange phenomenon slowly disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Changkong threw Feng Zixi off the roof. If Feng Zixi hadn't used the wind to catch her body, she would probably have been thrown around in a daze.

Seeing Feng Zixi glaring at him fiercely, Wu Changkong finally vented his pent-up anger, feeling a strange sense of satisfaction, and even wanting to do it again. A rare, slight smile appeared on his lips.

Feng Zixi pouted, "Laugh! What are you laughing at! What time is it? Can't you go buy groceries? No way, no way, someone isn't really trying to freeload, is they...?"

Wu Changkong's smile froze instantly. He turned and left, thinking, "Damn it! I didn't eat any of the groceries I bought yesterday, how dare you say that today..."

Feng Zixi flashed his little fist at Wu Changkong's retreating figure and chuckled. Humming a little tune, he went to cook, not wanting his little darling Na'er to go hungry after waking up.

At Soul Emperor speed, Wu Changkong returned with the groceries in no time. At that moment, Feng Zixi and Na'er were engrossed in feeding each other. Wu Changkong really wanted to drop the groceries and turn around and leave! But… the food smelled quite delicious…

Wu Changkong calmly went to the kitchen, grabbed a bowl, and started eating in a corner. Hmm? It smells delicious! It tastes even better!

At first, Wu Changkong ate at a leisurely pace, but after seeing Na'er stuffing rice into her stomach non-stop and the food on the table decreasing, Wu Changkong also sped up his eating.

Even after he finished eating, Na'er was still eating. Wu Changkong didn't say anything on the surface, but in his heart, he considered Na'er the second freak! As for the first freak, it was naturally the little devil Feng Zixi!

"Ahem." Wu Changkong coughed twice to attract the attention of the two little ones.

"Feng Zixi, you have good talent. As long as you work hard, you will definitely become a Title Douluo or even a Limit Douluo in the future. However, you currently lack a teacher to guide you through the basics of cultivation. From today onwards, you will cultivate with me!"

"Huh?" Feng Zixi was taken aback, then a smirk appeared on her lips as she said sarcastically, "No way, no way, does anyone really think that a Soul Emperor can be my teacher? No way?"

The truth is not that Feng Zixi looks down on Wu Changkong's strength, but... he is afraid that if he becomes Wu Changkong's disciple, Wu Changkong might take the opportunity to settle personal scores in the future, or he might beat him up under the guise of training!

It has to be said that Feng Zixi's guess was correct; Wu Changkong did indeed have that idea...

Hearing Feng Zixi's sarcastic remarks, Wu Changkong, unusually, remained calm. Part of the reason was that he genuinely felt unqualified to be the future Tang Sect Master's teacher; another reason... who said one had to be a teacher to provide practical instruction? Besides, he was afraid that if he became Feng Zixi's teacher, she would drive him to his death!

"Don't worry, I don't mean to be your teacher. I just want to get to know you better in private, so you don't waste your talent!"

Feng Zixi's smile vanished instantly. "No, it's not necessary..."

"Hmm? How could I not use it?" Wu Changkong said with a half-smile. "Training will begin in an hour. We'll start with a practical sparring session, and then, based on your performance, I'll create a training plan tailored to you!"

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Feng Zixi: "Wuhu, we're doomed."

(End of this chapter)