Legend of the Dragon King: I really didn't mean to provoke them!

"Senior sister, wait for me, I'll go get the teacher right away!"

After Shen Yi finished speaking, he disappeared from the spot like a gust of wind.

Time seemed to pass slowly, yet also swiftly. Shen Yi finally returned, though her face was somewhat pale.

When she arrived in front of Wu Changkong, her steps unconsciously slowed down.

“…Senior sister.” Shen Yi took a deep breath. “Teacher doesn’t want to see you.”

"Mm. Thank you," Wu Changkong replied softly, appearing calm as she remained kneeling there, motionless.

"But the teacher said, 'You'll have to kneel here.'"

Wu Changkong's body jolted, and he suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with uncontrollable joy as he looked at Shen Yi, his body even trembling slightly.

She knew her teacher, Zhulong Douluo, well.

The teacher's choice to get angry instead of ignoring her return proves that she still has a chance.

Shen Yi half-squatted down in front of Wu Changkong and sighed softly, "Senior sister, you know our teacher's personality; he's stubborn but soft-hearted. Guess what he just said?"

"Huh?" Wu Changkong was slightly taken aback.

Shen Yi took out the Candle Dragon Douluo badge and held it to his face, then crossed his arms over his chest.

"What?! He's really back?!"

"Hmph! This rebellious disciple actually knows how to come back!"

"Make him kneel there and not move an inch!"

Shen Yi performed with great skill.

Wu Changkong pursed his lips, his eyes slightly red. "Thank you, Junior Sister Shen."

Shen Yi said, "I just told the teacher you're back, and he couldn't hide the surprise and joy on his face. He still cares about you a lot. If I talk to him a little more, he'll definitely forgive you."

Wu Changkong gently shook his head. "I am not worthy of the teacher's forgiveness, but I entrust my disciples to you."

"Mm," Shen Yi replied, then turned to look at Xie Xie.

With a wave of her hand, Xie Xie felt as if he were lifted up by a force and brought directly to Shen Yi.

"Little one, come with me."

"Huh?" Xie Xie was completely bewildered.

Wu Changkong frowned immediately. "Shen Yi."

Shen Yi smiled and waved his hand, "Don't worry, Senior Sister. If Elder Long wants to see him, he'll bring you back safe and sound in a little while."

Shen Yi, holding Xie Xie by the back of his collar, walked as lightly as a falling leaf, directly through the inner courtyard, and arrived at the Sea God Pavilion in the deepest part of the courtyard, walking along the corridor of the Sea God Pavilion.

Soon, Shen Yi stopped in front of a wooden door.

When he pushed open the wooden door carved with a coiled dragon pattern, two completely different auras rushed towards him, instantly enveloping him completely.

"Teacher, Elder Long, the person has been brought."

Shen Yi released his hand and bowed respectfully towards the inside of the room.

Xie Xie quickly steadied himself and bowed respectfully: "Junior Xie Xie greets senior."

After he finished speaking, he dared to raise his head and quickly glanced around the room.

An exceptionally robust elderly man sat on a pearwood chair by the window.

He was dressed in a dark red outfit, his gray hair stood on end like a burning flame, and his face was deeply lined with wrinkles, etched with the marks of time.

The most striking feature was those eyes—

The creature, about the size of a copper bell, had extremely deep crimson pupils. It was currently looking at him with slightly narrowed eyes, its gaze as sharp as two unsheathed dragon claw blades, carrying undisguised scrutiny and pressure.

Although he was just sitting, he resembled a lurking dragon, surrounded by a faint crimson halo, making even the air feel slightly hot.

This is the teacher Shen Yi mentioned, Wu Changkong's master—

Zhulong and Chilong Douluo, in a turbid world.

On the soft couch opposite the turbid world, another old man leaned against the couch.

She wore a pure black hooded cloak, the wide brim pulled low, hiding her entire face in shadow.

Xie Xie could only see a pale, almost transparent chin and a strand of hair hanging down his chest.

Her aura was completely opposite to that of the corrupt world; it was not outwardly expressed at all, and was so faint as to be almost non-existent.

Xie Xie inexplicably felt that his every move was being clearly seen by those eyes hidden in the shadows.

Occasionally, a ray of sunlight would fall on her cloak, and strangely, half of it would transform into a soft golden light, while the other half would sink into an impenetrable darkness. Light and darkness intertwined and flowed silently around her.

These obvious characteristics, coupled with the excited reactions of the light and shadow creatures within his body, made Xie Xie recognize who this person was at a glance.

It was Long Yeyue, the "renowned" Light and Dark Douluo of the Dragon King era.

The room was so quiet you could hear your own heartbeat.

Zhuo Shi snorted heavily, his crimson pupils sweeping over Xie Xie, his tone hard as iron hitting a rock: "It was you, you little brat, who knelt at the door with that traitor for half a day?"

Xie Xie was about to speak when he heard Long Yeyue's voice.

Her voice was soft, tinged with age, yet exceptionally clear, like icy water flowing in a mountain stream. Though devoid of emotion, it inexplicably commanded respect.

"In this turbulent world, don't frighten the children."

The moment the words fell, Xie Xie felt the heavy pressure around him suddenly dissipate by more than half.

He breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at Long Yeyue, his eyes meeting hers as she emerged from the shadows.

What kind of eyes were those?

The left eye is a warm gold, the right eye is a deep black, and light and darkness flow between them.

But those eyes, as if struck by a spark, twitched very slightly.

Long Yeyue didn't speak immediately, but just looked at Xie Xie quietly. In her golden and black pupils, light and darkness slowly swirled, as if trying to suck him in.

After a long while, she spoke again, but her voice held a hint of expectation: "Child, let me see your martial spirit."

Xie Xie's eyes darted around, and he immediately agreed, "Okay!"

He took a deep breath, and his soul power suddenly began to circulate.

The next second, dazzling golden light and dense black mist burst forth from his palm at the same time.

In his left hand was a pure white dragon blade, radiating a sacred light. The blade was engraved with fine dragon scale patterns, and the edge gleamed with a cold, sharp light.

In his right hand was the Shadow Dragon Blade, as black as ink and shrouded in an aura of annihilation. The blade seemed capable of devouring all light, yet its edges were outlined with a strange silver rim.

Almost at the same time that the Martial Soul appeared, two dragon bodies emerged from the void.

Guangzai, covered in golden scales, resembled a dancing little sun and affectionately nuzzled Xie Xie's cheek.

The Shadow Cub was entirely black, except for a pair of dragon eyes that looked like blood-stained gems. It silently coiled around Xie Xie's shoulder, its tail gently brushing against his neck.

Two small dragons, one on the left and one on the right, slowly circled around Xie Xie.

The golden particles of light and the black mist touched each other, but instead of clashing, they blended together like water and milk, forming a flowing yin-yang symbol.

They nourish and complement each other, forming a perfect balance.

Chapter 149 Becoming an Apprentice, Gaining a Big Favor

"Om-"

A very slight tremor came from Long Yeyue's body.

She sat up abruptly, her thin, bony fingers gripping the fabric tightly beneath her wide cloak, her knuckles turning white from the force.

In those heterochromatic eyes that were always calm and undisturbed, a monstrous surge of emotion, an excitement unseen for two hundred years, erupted like a volcanic eruption, breaking through her layers of ice.

She stared intently at the light and shadow swirling around Xie Xie, her lips trembling slightly, and even her voice carrying a barely perceptible sob.

Each word, spoken clearly and distinctly, echoed in the room:

"it is good."

"it is good!"

"OK!!"

The three cheers were louder and more excited than the last.

Zhuoshi, who had been holding his arms to his chest, suddenly lowered them. His bright red eyes, like copper bells, widened in shock, and the anger on his face vanished instantly, replaced by utter astonishment.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end he only clicked his tongue heavily, and his gaze toward Xie Xie held a hint of disbelief and scrutiny.

After a short while, Long Yeyue took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the excitement in her heart.

Long Yeyue slowly loosened her clenched fingers, and the out-of-control aura around her subsided again. However, a bright light, unlike anything she had ever seen, appeared in her heterochromatic eyes.

She looked at Xie Xie, her tone extremely solemn, "Child, my name is Long Yeyue, my title is Light and Darkness. You should have heard of my legend."

"I wish to take you as my true disciple. Are you willing?"

Xie Xie's lips twitched slightly; he had heard all too much about it.

You ran away when Shrek was attacked, and you died for love during the final battle against the Abyss Plane.

Long Yeyue continued, her voice tinged with an indescribable melancholy: "In my entire life, I have only ever taken on two disciples under my name, Mu Zi and Yin Meng."

"They are talented and have good character, but unfortunately they are unable to inherit my mantle."

"My martial soul is a twin of the Holy Dragon of Light and the Holy Dragon of Darkness. For this, I spent a hundred years creating the Yin-Yang Fusion Cultivation Method, which allows the two opposing forces of light and darkness to complement each other and unleash power far beyond that of ordinary people."

"But this technique can only be practiced by those who possess both light and dark martial souls."

"For two hundred years, I have searched the entire Douluo Continent and met countless geniuses, but I have never met a single person who meets the criteria. I thought that my inheritance would eventually be buried with me in the ground."

Her gaze fell on Xie Xie, as gentle as a lake in spring: "Until I met you."

Feeling that tender gaze, Xie Xie really wanted to hide behind Shen Yi, but how could he dare to move at this moment?

Long Yeyue slightly raised her withered hand, and a wisp of soul power floated out.

The soul power, half gold and half black, resembled two intertwined snakes, gently brushing across Xie Xie's wrist and probing into his soul power core and martial soul origin.

Xie Xie felt a warmth spread through his body, and the Light Dragon Blade and Shadow Dragon Blade trembled slightly involuntarily. The Light Dragon and Shadow Dragon also rubbed against the wisp of light and darkness affectionately, without the slightest resistance.

Long Yeyue's eyes suddenly shone with an astonishing light.

She even widened her eyes slightly, a loss of composure she hadn't shown even when she saw the interplay of light and darkness earlier.

She carefully circulated the soul power between her fingertips again, and after confirming that everything was correct, her voice trembled slightly: "Deep within your bloodline lies an even more ancient and purer dragon origin!"

Her gaze fell on the two little dragons, and her voice was filled with almost overflowing joy.

"As long as the Yin-Yang fusion method is used to guide them, it is entirely possible for them to undergo a complete transformation and evolve into true Holy Dragons of Light and Darkness!"

This is simply a divinely ordained successor for her!

However, when Lightling and Shadowling heard about the Holy Dragon of Light and the Holy Dragon of Darkness, a clear look of disgust and disdain flashed in their eyes. How dare two long worms try to mess with them?

Upon hearing this, Zhuoshi slammed the teacup in his hand against the edge of the table with a loud bang, splashing tea all over the table without him even noticing.

Long Yeyue didn't even look at him; she just stared intently at Xie Xie.

"Child, if you become my disciple, I will not only pass on the Yin-Yang Fusion Cultivation Method to you word for word..."

She took a deep breath—

"I swear in the name of the Light and Dark Douluo that as long as you follow me and cultivate step by step, you will reach the level of a Title Douluo before the age of twenty-three."

She paused, then made a promise that would drive the entire Douluo Continent into a frenzy:

"After me, you will be the next Vice Pavilion Master of the Sea God Pavilion."

"At that time, you might even be able to compete for the position of Pavilion Master!"

"hiss--"

Zhuo Shi gasped sharply, almost jumping off the pearwood chair.