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

Level 20 – Great Soul Master, achieved!

At the same time, the Shadow Dragon Dagger reappeared in Xie Xie's hand.

On Xie Xie's right hand, dark shadows surged, transforming into an extremely deep black-red.

The Shadow Dragon Dagger has undergone a complete transformation, becoming a long, narrow, cold, and death-inducing battle blade.

The blade's main body was as black as an abyss, but its edges were shrouded in an eerie dark red glow, like solidified blood intertwined with the night.

The blade was engraved with twisted shadow dragon patterns, from which a faint blackish-red mist constantly seeped. Wherever the mist passed, even light was swallowed up.

The blade was chillingly cold, gleaming with a bloodthirsty red light. Though it hung there quietly, it exuded a deadly and eerie aura, as if it would pierce the soul at any moment.

The hilt was tightly wrapped in dark black dragon skin and adorned with several dark red dragon blood crystals. With each movement, a black and red afterimage would stretch out, like a claw from the underworld.

Within the sea of ​​spirit, the power of shadow, which stood in stark contrast to the light child, finally coalesced and took shape.

It was a dragon cub the same size as the light cub, with a slender and agile body, covered with a layer of dark dragon scales, and its movements were accompanied by a cold, dagger-like gleam.

What's most terrifying is its pair of dragon eyes—

Pure, just like the crimson of congealed blood, like a blood-red gem formed from blood, translucent, eerie, and sharp.

The dragon cub's slender tail swayed gently, stirring up wisps of dark mist, facing the bright and warm light cub beside it.

The little light dragon immediately went over, its tiny body spinning lightly in the air, golden halos rippling outwards, making it appear exceptionally lively and happy.

It moved closer to the Shadow Dragon cub and gently rubbed its little head against it, as if to say hello or to express its welcome.

In contrast, the newborn Shadow Dragon cubs are much quieter and more obedient.

It hovered quietly in place, letting the little light darted around it, only its crimson dragon eyes blinked slightly.

Xie Xie extended his index finger and tapped the Shadow Dragon cub's little head, feeling a slight coolness from his fingertip.

"From now on, I'll call you Yingzai," Xie Xie said with a smile.

Yingzai showed no resistance to Xie Xie's touch; instead, she displayed a gentle dependence.

Shadowy swayed its dragon tail gently, its shadow rippled slightly, and it let out a barely audible hum, obediently responding.

The light-bearer excitedly circled around the shadow-bearer, the golden light and shadow intertwining with the dark shadow, drawing two beautiful streaks of light in the sea of ​​consciousness.

When Xie Xie slowly opened his eyes, Wu Changkong, who had been observing from the side, couldn't help but be slightly taken aback.

Xie Xie's left eye was a blend of dark green and gold, but within its deep pupil flowed a ray of golden light as dazzling as a galaxy.

His right eye, however, was a strange and chilling blood red.

It wasn't a lifeless red, but a translucent gemstone, like blood crystals, gleaming with a chilling light in the room.

A glint of light flashed in his heterochromatic eyes.

His dark green and golden eyes flashed simultaneously with his blood-red eyes, instantly elevating his entire aura to its peak.

It is both the embodiment of light and a source of deadly intent in the shadows.

At the same time, a soft hum resonated within Xie Xie's soul power—

Without warning, the Light Dragon Blade appeared on his left hand, its golden light shining brightly and instantly illuminating half the room.

The Shadow Dragon Blade quietly appeared in his right hand, as black as an abyss, surrounded by blood-red light, silent yet exuding a deadly chill.

One gold, one dark; one warm, one cold.

The Light Dragon Blade and the Shadow Dragon Blade hovered on either side of Xie Xie.

Wu Changkong stood rooted to the spot, and for the first time, such a noticeable tremor appeared in his perpetually indifferent and cold eyes.

She stared intently at the light and shadow surrounding Xie Xie, sensing the two incredibly clear and vibrant soul auras within them, and her usually calm heart was stirred into a raging storm.

Martial Soul Evolution, Opposition of Light and Darkness, Perfect Fusion...

These were certainly astonishing, but not enough to make her lose her composure.

But at this moment, she clearly sensed—

The two soul spirits within Xie Xie's body did not originate from any soul beast, nor were they formed through the Spirit Pagoda. Instead, they were more like spirits that were autonomously conceived by his own martial soul!

Can a martial spirit spontaneously generate its own soul spirit?

This has never been unprecedented in the entire history of Douluo Continent!

Not only have I never seen such an incredible and heaven-defying sight, but even ancient records have never mentioned it!

Souls must depend on soul beasts for survival; this is an immutable law.

But Xie Xie defied this rule.

Chapter 31: The Prisoner Who Was Still Being Carried Away

Wu Changkong's fingertips trembled almost imperceptibly.

Xie Xie was naturally unaware of the turmoil in Wu Changkong's heart; he was simply gently feeling the warmth of Guangzai and Yingzai nestled together in the sea of ​​spirit.

The light-hearted creature was lively and active, constantly circling around the shadow creature.

The shadow cub was quiet and obedient, its crimson dragon eyes blinking gently, full of dependence.

“Teacher Wu…” Xie Xie said softly.

Wu Changkong slowly concealed the shock in his eyes, regaining his usual cool demeanor.

But at this moment, her gaze toward Xie Xie held an unprecedented solemnity and importance.

"Thank you, Xie." Wu Changkong's tone was low, each word carrying an undisguised solemnity, "Your two souls have a special origin."

"The martial spirit autonomously giving birth to a soul spirit is unprecedented in history."

"From now on, unless there is a perfect way to cover it up, never reveal it in front of others lightly unless absolutely necessary."

Upon hearing Wu Changkong's words, Xie Xie slapped his forehead.

That's true. Souls are either produced by soul beasts or created by the Spirit Pagoda.

A martial spirit like his, with its own spirit automatically developing, is practically a miracle on the continent. Once exposed, both powerful humans and powerful spirit beasts will inevitably covet him.

Just as his heart tightened and he was frantically trying to figure out a way to cover it up, a familiar warmth suddenly welled up from the depths of his mind.

Guangzai stopped circling around Yingzai and gently rubbed his cheek, as if to soothe his anxiety.

The quiet and obedient Yingzai beside him also raised his eyelids, a glint of light flashing in his crimson dragon eyes.

The two little guys started moving in perfect unison.

The light emanating from Guangzai suddenly subsided, flowing into Xie Xie's Light Dragon Blade like wisps of water. Yingzai also completely gathered its aura, silently merging into the Shadow Dragon Blade.

The two little guys, who were originally quite conspicuous, were completely integrated into Xie Xie's martial soul.

Wu Changkong examined the situation carefully for a moment, then his brows relaxed slightly.

At this moment, the energy emanating from the two little creatures was no different from that of ordinary spirits.

"That saved us the biggest trouble." She spoke slowly, the seriousness in her tone largely dissipating.

"They share the same origin as your martial spirit and can conceal their tracks on their own. I was overthinking it."

Wu Changkong paused, then resumed his usual cool and serious tone, "Even so, the continent is a mixed bag, and it's hard to guarantee that no one will see through our disguise. We still need to be careful."

"I understand, Teacher Wu!"

Xie Xie immediately breathed a sigh of relief, his heart finally settling back into his stomach.

He didn't forget to rub the heads of the two little guys in the sea of ​​consciousness, which earned him a happy rub from Light Boy and a soft whimper from Shadow Boy.

Seeing the ease in his eyes, Wu Changkong nodded slightly, then changed the subject, his tone carrying an undeniable certainty:

"In that case, it's time to put your second spirit ring on the agenda."

Xie Xie gazed at Wu Changkong, remaining silent for a moment, as if considering how to speak.

He knew that what was about to be told was even more astonishing than the martial soul autonomously giving birth to a spirit, which was why Guangzai had only told him this.

"Teacher Wu, actually... there's another special thing about Guangzai and Yingzai."

Xie Xie lowered his voice, with a hint of seriousness, "They don't need me to absorb soul rings."

Wu Changkong's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, and his cool gaze fell on him with a hint of doubt.

"They can devour other spirits and then autonomously create spirit rings for me deep within my martial spirit."

Xie Xie spoke slowly, and every word he uttered stirred up a storm in Wu Changkong's heart:

"The spirit rings that are born from them are completely of the same origin as my martial spirit and my spiritual sea, without any rejection. They are the most compatible spirit rings for me in the world."

He paused, then continued:

"In other words, I will not have to bear the risk of absorbing any of my future spirit rings."

"All I need to do is find suitable souls for the Lightlings and Shadowlings to devour."

"Moreover, the spirit rings they nurture will continuously evolve as they grow. There's no need to worry about my spirit power exploding; the Light Child and Shadow Child will shield me from all dangers."

Wu Changkong: "..."

Wu Changkong's eyelids twitched uncontrollably.

Looking at the young man before her, the shock she felt was far more intense than when she had seen the dual spirits earlier.

This goes beyond mere innate talent.

This is... a blessing from Heaven, a miracle of the very origin of the Martial Soul.

Wu Changkong remained silent for a long time before letting out a soft breath, suppressing the surging emotions in his heart.

She didn't press for the truth; with her keen eye, she could naturally see that Xie Xie wasn't lying at all.

"I understand."

Her voice remained cold, but now carried a deep solemnity: "Then we're not going to the Spirit Pagoda for you to absorb a soul ring."

"Instead—it's to select one of your two souls that is worth devouring."

"Bingo!" Xie Xie snapped his fingers crisply, immediately jumping up from his chair with an astonishingly bright look in his eyes.

"Go go go, let's set off for the Spirit Pagoda!"

Looking at the energetic young man before him, Wu Changkong's usually icy eyes revealed a faint hint of helplessness and gentleness.

This is a uniquely advantageous growth path without any bottlenecks.

Even when she was Shrek Academy's top genius, she never had it.

at the same time.

In the endless depths of the spacetime turbulence, within the ethereal spacetime rifts.

A dragon shadow, stretching across the Milky Way and boundless, slowly opened its dragon eyes, which seemed to encompass countless ages.

The fragments flashing in the dragon's eyes were exactly what Xie Xie had just experienced.

The Dragon of Time and Space smiled slightly, letting out a low, languid chuckle that echoed softly in the endless void.

“If my two old buddies don’t even have this much skill, then all those years of cultivation have really gone to waste.”

Within the dragon's eyes, countless rays of light flowed, a smile that was neither genuine nor ambiguous.

It did not interfere much.

He glanced at it briefly, then slowly closed his eyes again, sinking into the depths of the river of time.

Xie Xie and Wu Changkong walked out of Donghai Academy one after the other, heading straight towards the most conspicuous landmark building in the city.

Before long, a towering, imposing tower that stretched across the sky came into view.

That is the Spirit Transmission Tower.

The tower is constructed entirely of special metals and soul-guiding crystals, gleaming with a cold and mysterious silver-blue light under the sunlight. Layer upon layer, it rises straight up, piercing the depths of the clouds, with no top visible at a glance.

However, before going in, Xie Xie still chose to call his old man first.

After all, Xie Xie only knew that his family seemed to have some kind of cooperation with the Spirit Pagoda recently, but he didn't know the specifics of the cooperation.