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

The extreme ice-attribute soul power erupted like a tsunami, instantly covering the entire arena with a thick layer of solid ice, even the air cracked and shattered.

Two-word battle armor - Heavenly Ice!

The icy blue armor patterns climbed up her body like vines, from her fingertips to her shoulder armor, from her neck to her boots, every inch of metal gleaming with a cold light.

She didn't look at anyone.

They didn't look at the unconscious Tang Wulin, nor at the trembling Gu Yue, nor at the panicked audience.

Her gaze was precisely fixed on the pale-faced man in mid-air.

Zhang Zhenpeng.

Wu Changkong took a step forward.

Ice-blue soul power exploded beneath her feet, and she transformed into an ice blade that pierced the sky, moving so fast that even her afterimage was too fast to leave a trace.

Wherever it passed, the air froze into ice, and time seemed to stand still.

No nonsense.

There were no warnings.

Wu Changkong raised his hand, unleashing the full power of the Heavenly Ice Battle Armor.

A twenty-meter-long, icy blue slash appeared out of thin air, carrying a chill that could freeze the soul, and the pain and anger that had been building up for ten years, and slashed down fiercely towards Zhang Zhenpeng!

……

Within the spacetime rift, the Time-Space Dragon stared in disbelief at the soul suspended before it, rubbing its eyes in astonishment.

The next moment, the power within the spacetime rift suddenly became chaotic.

"Who extracted the soul of my heir?! I'll fucking rip it off—"

"I."

A white figure, also imbued with the power of space and time, materialized before him.

Upon seeing the figure before him, the Dragon of Time and Space immediately wilted, obediently retracting its enormous wings, and murmured:

"Ahem, what brings me to this small world?"

The figure smiled faintly: "I heard you wanted to skin me alive?"

"No, I didn't, you misheard me!" The head of the Time-Space Dragon shook like a rattle drum, afraid that if he spoke too late, he would be hung up and whipped by the real body again.

"Alright, let's get down to business."

The figure pushed Xie Xie's soul forward in its hand.

"I'm leaving this kid to you. The world's corrective force will tell you what to do from here on out. Just cooperate with it."

The Dragon of Time and Space didn't understand at first, but when the world's corrective force transformed into a small ball of light and came in front of it, injecting strands of information into its mind, its entire dragon instantly bristled.

Damn it, the true ruler of time and space is actually competing with one of his clones for the successor!

The figure watched its bristling fur with a half-smile.

With a gentle touch of her fingertip, she steadily held Xie Xie's soul in mid-air, and the pale golden light slowly seeped in, smoothing out the cracks left by the forced extraction of his soul.

"What's the rush?" he said slowly, his tone somewhat nonchalant. "It's still uncertain whether this kid is even qualified."

The Time-Space Dragon immediately snatched Xie Xie's soul in its mouth, its enormous dragon eyes warily watching the figure before it.

"I don't care if he's qualified or not, this kid is mine!"

This is related to whether it can see the happy ending it wants for everyone, and even more so to whether it can retire smoothly!

"Oh?" The figure raised an eyebrow, a hint of mockery in his tone.

"So your way of raising your child is quite unique, just watching him get bullied by the world's corrective forces?"

Speaking of this, the Time-Space Dragon scratched its head with a somewhat guilty paw, then suddenly glared fiercely at the small ball of light floating to the side.

The world's corrective force trembled and swiftly hid behind the figure.

The light on the small orb kept flashing.

The figure chuckled and patted the small ball of light, then turned its gaze back to Xie Xie's quiet soul, its tone unusually serious, "He has a good foundation, but his will is not very firm."

The Dragon of Time and Space was taken aback, then realized, "You mean, I want this?"

“That’s right,” the figure admitted directly.

"From now on, let it continue to follow the original plot, cause trouble when it's time to cause trouble, and deal with it to the death when it's time to deal with it to the death."

"We don't need to actually kill this kid, but we absolutely can't be lenient."

“I want it, as the hardest whetstone on this kid’s path to godhood.”

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The figure looked at the bewildered Time Dragon and continued, "It will follow the original plot exactly as it was. Every crisis that should occur will be present, and every injury that should be sustained will be severe."

“If Xie Xie can’t even withstand these tests, then he’s not qualified to inherit your power of time and space. He’s even less qualified to inherit my position.”

"and many more!"

The Dragon of Time and Space finally realized what was happening, its scales bristling once more. "So, after all this trouble, you still want to steal my successor, huh?!"

The figure smiled, neither confirming nor denying.

"The matter of succession has always been passed down to the most capable."

"He will naturally choose whoever can offer more and help him go further. If you disagree, you are welcome to compete with me."

"I..." The Dragon of Time and Space was panting heavily with anger, but there was nothing he could do.

I am merely a wisp of the true self in this plane, how could I possibly defeat the true self who controls time and space?

Seeing this, the figure nodded in satisfaction.

He glanced at Xie Xie's soul one last time, his tone leaving no room for doubt: "From now on, just cooperate with it."

"Also, you're not allowed to secretly let him win, and you're not allowed to give him cheat codes in advance."

"If I find out you've shown favoritism, I'll pluck your dragon horns and make them into a wine cup."

After saying that, the white figure transformed into a streak of light and disappeared into the space-time rift.

Only the Time-Space Dragon, the trembling World Correction Force, and Xie Xie's soul, suspended in mid-air, remained in the space-time rift.

The Dragon of Time and Space stomped its foot angrily, causing the entire spacetime rift to shake.

He glared fiercely at the world's corrective power: "Did you hear that! Be more careful in the future! If you really get rid of my heir, I'll grind you to dust first!"

The world's corrective force shrank back, not daring to speak.

The Dragon of Time and Space then carefully spat out Xie Xie's soul.

Looking at his pale face, the Dragon of Time and Space softened his tone, which was tinged with heartache and helplessness.

"You brat, you've gotten yourself into this state for two little girls..."

"I've always been strict, and your future path will only get harder. If you really want to give up, I mean, if... then come find me!"

After a moment of silence, the voice of the Time-Space Dragon rang out again.

"I'm the one who brought you here."

"As long as you're safe and sound, that's all that matters."

……

When Xie Xie opened his eyes again, the dazzling sunset made him squint instinctively.

It wasn't the glaring white light of the medical office, nor the chilling white light of the void in the space-time rift; instead, warm orange light fell on his face, carrying the gentle temperature unique to the evening.

The wind carried the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes from street vendors, the dry scent of sycamore leaves after a day in the sun, and the casual chatter of passersby.

The bustling, lively atmosphere is palpable, both unfamiliar and real.

He propped himself up on the cold cement floor and his first instinct was to touch his shoulder—where there should have been thick bandages, and any movement would tear the wound and cause excruciating pain.

But what my fingertips touched was soft cotton fabric, without the roughness of bandages, and without any pain. I felt as light as a feather.

Not right.

Xie Xie frowned and moved his fingers.

He suddenly realized that his hands were small and chubby, with shallow dimples on his knuckles, and were not his original hands at all.

My heart sank.

Xie Xie staggered to his feet, ignoring the occasional glances from passersby, and stumbled to the nearest glass shop.

His figure was clearly reflected in the gleaming glass door.

At that moment, Xie Xie felt a buzzing in his head, and he froze on the spot.

The little boy in the glass looked to be no more than six years old, with skin as white as porcelain and soft bangs that covered part of his eyebrows.

Her large, bright almond-shaped eyes were wide open, filled with astonishment and disbelief.

"Holy crap! What's going on..."

Xie Xie opened his mouth subconsciously, but what came out was a soft, childish voice, so childish that he quickly covered his mouth in fright.

Before he could figure out what was going on, a deliberately soft, sweet female voice drifted over from the deep alley next door, interrupting his thoughts.

"Little friend, don't be afraid, Auntie is not a bad person."

"Look what Auntie has in her hand? It's a strawberry-flavored lollipop~ Come with Auntie, Auntie has lots and lots more..."

Xie Xie's heart skipped a beat. What the hell was this if not a human trafficker?

Almost instinctively, he mobilized his soul power, his fingertips unconsciously focusing on his martial soul.

The expected gleaming Light Dragon Blade and Shadow Dragon Blade did not appear; instead, there were only two daggers, one gold and one jet black, faintly shimmering with light.

That was the original form of his martial spirit: the Light Dragon Dagger and the Shadow Dragon Dagger.

Xie Xie's pupils contracted again, and he suddenly focused his mind and looked inward.

His dantian was empty; the once surging soul power had dwindled to a trickle. His soul ring was now just a solitary one, its pale purple light almost invisible, having degenerated into a century-old yellow.

Xie Xie: "..."

The next second, a sharp explosion erupted in his mind.

Where are Lao Tzu's Light Dragon Blade and Shadow Dragon Blade?!

Where are Light Child and Shadow Child?!

Where are my two thousand-year spirit rings?!

But he couldn't worry about that now. Since he had run into them, he couldn't just stand by and watch a child be abducted by human traffickers.

Xie Xie followed the sound deeper into the alley. Halfway there, he caught a glimpse of an old, rusty sign. The words were faded and blurry, but he could still make out the three large characters "Aolai City".

Is this Aolai City?

Although Xie Xie was somewhat surprised, he quickly put that doubt behind him.

With his still somewhat awkward little legs, he rushed into the deep alley without looking back.

The further you go in, the less the hustle and bustle of the outside market dissipates, leaving only the howling of the evening wind through the alley and the woman's deliberately affected, sickeningly sweet, coaxing voice, growing clearer with each note.

"Sweetie, come with Auntie, okay? Auntie has lots of pretty dresses at home, you can wear them all."

When Xie Xie turned the last corner and saw the scene in the alley, he was struck dumb as if by lightning, frozen in place, forgetting even to breathe.

At the corner of the alley, opposite that shady-looking human trafficker—

A tiny little girl huddled alone in a corner, her thin body slightly curled up, looking timid from head to toe, and trembling slightly.

The warm light of the setting sun slanted down, falling entirely on her soft, fluffy silver hair, gilding it with a faint golden glow.

Her hair was clean and pure, with a soft, luminous white sheen, making it particularly eye-catching in the dim, old alley.

Her face was delicate and pretty, her skin was so fair it was almost translucent, her eyebrows and eyes were small and exquisite, and her long eyelashes drooped down, casting a light shadow under her eyes.