Bai Yuan looked at the girl before him.
Silver hair, purple eyes, a faint smile, with a hint of subtle detachment amidst her politeness.
A thought suddenly popped into his mind.
This is neither Gu Yue nor Naer.
That girl, Gu Yue, seems cold, but she is actually love-struck.
She is so devoted to Tang Wulin that she might as well have “I like you” written all over her face.
Not to mention Naer, who spends her whole day doing nothing but eating; her appetite is astonishing, and her mind is as simple as a blank sheet of paper.
But the girl in front of him is different.
Standing there, when she isn’t speaking, she is like a sheathed sword—her edge is restrained, yet no one dares to underestimate her.
There is no cautious probing in her eyes, nor is there the naive innocence of Naer.
What she has is a calmness that sees through everything.
Bai Yuan calculated rapidly in his mind.
Silver hair and purple eyes, perfectly balanced, right between Gu Yue and Naer.
Her tone of voice is neither soft nor hard, and her attitude is neither servile nor overbearing.
It’s as if she has already experienced a lot, yet also as if she doesn’t care about anything.
Hmm.
This must be the person who inherited 100% of the World-shaking wisdom.
Not Gu Yue, and not Naer.
It is the complete Silver Dragon King, Gu Yuena.
Bai Yuan took a deep breath, suppressed the surging thoughts in his heart, and reached out his hand.
“Hello, my name is Bai Yuan.” Gu Yuena glanced at him and also reached out her hand.
Their hands clasped together.
It was very light, very brief, like a dragonfly skimming the water.
But at the moment of contact, Bai Yuan felt a trace of extremely faint elemental power flowing from her fingertips.
As thin as a hair, it silently tried to drill into his body along his palm.
Probing.
Bai Yuan’s heart gave a jolt, but his expression remained calm.
At that moment, the World-Bearing Fireseed inside him flickered slightly, gently releasing a trace of destructive power.
Before that elemental power could even enter Bai Yuan’s meridians, it vanished silently, just like a candle flame blown out by the wind.
Gu Yuena’s brows furrowed slightly.
A flash of extreme surprise crossed her purple eyes.
“Hmm?” She hummed almost inaudibly, her gaze falling on Bai Yuan’s face, as if re-evaluating him.
Bai Yuan withdrew his hand, his expression as usual, a polite smile even hanging on the corner of his mouth: “Please take care of me in the future.” Gu Yuena looked at him, was silent for a second, then nodded slightly.
“Hmm.” Leng Yaozhu did not notice the brief confrontation between the two, just saying casually.
“Alright, you’ve both met.
Gu Yue, you go back and rest first; I still have things to discuss with Bai Yuan.” Gu Yuena stood up, bowed slightly to Leng Yaozhu, and then turned to walk towards the door.
When she reached the door, she suddenly stopped and turned her head to glance at Bai Yuan.
In those purple eyes, there was something that hadn’t been there before.
Gu Yuena didn’t say anything more and pushed the door open to leave.
Only Leng Yaozhu and Bai Yuan remained in the room.
Leng Yaozhu picked up her teacup, took a sip, and said calmly.
“Gu Yue is a talented child, but her personality is a bit cold.
Please be patient with her.” Bai Yuan nodded.
“Understood, Teacher.” But in his heart, he was thinking: Cold personality?
That’s not cold; that’s because she hasn’t truly “awakened” yet.
Once she truly awakens, I’m afraid the entire continent will suffer.
“Hmm.” Leng Yaozhu set down her teacup, her gaze falling on Bai Yuan, her tone carrying a hint of seriousness.
“Teacher has high expectations for you.
I hope you can continue to work hard, and in the future—” “Thank you, Teacher.” Bai Yuan bowed slightly, his voice sincere.
“Thank you for all the resources you have given me.
In the future, I will definitely help Teacher share…” He paused, as if weighing his words.
“…share some burdens.” Leng Yaozhu glanced at him, the corners of her mouth curling up slightly, and waved her hand.
“Hmm, it’s good that you have this heart.
Teacher doesn’t require you to do anything.” Bai Yuan lowered his head, wearing an appropriately grateful expression on his face.
But in his heart, he was silently complaining.
A bit fake.
Both are old foxes; who doesn’t know what the other is thinking?
She needs a talented disciple to fight for the Leng family’s right to speak, and he needs a backer and resources to survive.
Teacher-student is the name, investment is the reality; everyone knows it without saying it.
Her saying “I don’t require you to do anything” is politeness; his saying “I will share the burdens” is also politeness.
But this politeness must exist.
Without this layer of politeness, there isn’t even a foundation for cooperation.
“Understood, Teacher.” Bai Yuan raised his head, his gaze clear and upright, “I will work hard.” Leng Yaozhu nodded, said nothing more, and stood up to walk towards the door.
When she reached the door, she paused, and without looking back, threw out a sentence: “Rest early.” “Take care, Teacher.” The door closed.
The room quieted down.
Bai Yuan stood in place, listening to Leng Yaozhu’s footsteps fading away in the corridor until they completely disappeared.
He let out a long breath, plopped down on the sofa, and his brain began to run at high speed.
Gu Yuena.
Silver hair, purple eyes, the complete Silver Dragon King.
Not Gu Yue, and not Naer.
According to the original timeline, she should have split into two individuals.
Gu Yue later joined the Spirit Pagoda, and Naer ended up living among the common people and was found by Tang Wulin.
The two experienced different lives, and finally, under some opportunity, merged again.
But what about now?
She didn’t split.
The complete Silver Dragon King was sitting right next to him.
And she even used elemental power to probe him.
Bai Yuan frowned, his fingers unconsciously tapping on his knees.
What caused this?
His transmigration?
The butterfly effect?
Or is there some higher-level power interfering with this matter?
In Tang San’s ten-thousand-year grand plan, the Silver Dragon King splitting into Gu Yue and Naer should have been a well-designed step.
Gu Yue was responsible for creating an emotional entanglement with Tang Wulin, and Naer was responsible for awakening some memory or emotion in Tang Wulin at a critical moment.
The two would eventually merge, completing a specific mission.
But now she won’t split.
So what happens to Tang San’s plan?
What happens to Tang Wulin’s growth path?
Will the plot direction of the entire the legend of the dragon king change drastically because of this?
The more Bai Yuan thought about it, the more his head hurt.
“It’s truly unfathomable.” He muttered to himself, leaning back against the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling.
Fortunately, he wasn’t completely unprepared.
Bai Yuan sat up straight, extended his left hand, and the World-Bearing Fireseed appeared in his palm.
The golden light burned quietly; there was no flickering of flames, but it possessed a heart-palpitating sense of oppression.
Today, in Elder Han’s illusion, he obtained a new ability.
Light Pursuit.
No, to be precise, it’s “Dawn Burns Just Like This.” Basic speed increased by 12%, ignores 18% of the target’s defense, and increases damage dealt by 12%.
Moreover, this bonus will continuously increase during battle with the number of kills, reaching up to 84%.
Bai Yuan looked at the fire seed in his palm, the corners of his mouth slowly curling up.
Xiao Bai’s power is also awakening bit by bit.
Whether it’s Gu Yuena, Tang San’s ten-thousand-year grand plan, or the changes in the plot line—screw it.
He has his own path to walk.
He wants to end this chaotic World.
Whether it’s God King Tang’s ten-thousand-year grand plan, the endless greed of the Abyss Plane, or the arrogance of those high-and-mighty gods who treat all living beings as chess pieces—he will end them all.
Just like what Xiao Bai said.
Bai Yuan closed his eyes, and that figure appeared in his mind.
The youth carrying the fire seed, standing at the end of destruction, with burning stars behind him and infinite darkness before him.
That voice was clear and firm, crossing the barrier of time and space, falling into his ears: “I will become the savior of the World.” “Becoming the blazing sun that will eventually rise.” Bai Yuan opened his eyes and spread out his left hand.
The World-Bearing Fireseed appeared in his palm.
This time, it was no longer burning quietly.
The golden light flickered more violently than ever before, as if responding to something, as if resonating with something.
The light pierced through his fingers, casting dancing shadows on the walls of the room, warm and blazing.
The fire seed had heard it.
It didn’t hear his voice, but it heard that same sentence.
The same sentence spoken from the depths of his heart.
Bai Yuan looked down at the light in his palm, and the corners of his mouth slowly spread into a grin.
“Did you hear it too?” “Xiao Bai.” The fire seed flared brightly!!!