134: It's all the masks' fault.

Accompanied by Leng Yaozhu, Shen Guyan finally returned safely to the Speaker Suite on the top floor of the Shi Tang Grand Hotel.

"Where is Major General Shen?" Leng Yaozhu took steps with her shapely long legs, leisurely stroking her bright red hair, asking as if casually.

"My sister knew you were escorting me, so she returned to the military post to report on the Evil Soul Masters," Shen Guyan explained with a smile, handing over a cup of boiled water from the table.

"The way you say it, it's as if I, Leng Yaozhu, have become your personal bodyguard. You've got quite the nerve." Leng Yaozhu took the cup and gave Shen Guyan a playful glare, looking extremely charming.

"How would I dare..." Shen Guyan was suddenly between laughter and tears. To have the current Vice Tower Master of the Spirit Pagoda as a bodyguard, what kind of status would he need?

However, since he had known Leng Yaozhu, she had helped him in many ways. Perhaps much of it was based on interest-driven investment, yet there was also friendship in other aspects... regardless, Shen Guyan was currently just a child under ten years old. For now, Leng Yaozhu seemed to... only treat him as a younger brother?

"By the way, can you tell me what that dark-attribute ability of yours that obscures vision is?" Leng Yaozhu took a sip of tea and, recalling Shen Guyan's actions in the Death Forest, couldn't help but ask curiously.

"It should be a Spirit mutation." Shen Guyan actually couldn't clearly explain the changes happening to his body, or rather, it was his so-called Azure Dragon Bloodline that had mutated due to Medusa's aura.

Resulting in the birth of the so-called Candle Dragon Bloodline?

In this World, there didn't seem to be any legends of the Candle Dragon, that Primordial Evil Spirit... "Spirit mutation? Your Spirit's quality is already high; it's not that easy to mutate. Do you take me for a three-year-old child?" Leng Yaozhu curled her lips, clearly not believing Shen Guyan's explanation.

Spirit mutation generally occurs in relatively weak Spirits. As long as one's luck isn't too bad, such Spirits will mutate into another, more powerful type.

For example, the generation's Great Master from twenty thousand years ago, Yu Xiaogang, his Spirit was actually an incompletely mutated Golden Holy Dragon; the reasons for this remain unknown. Most of his descendants inherited the mutated Golden Holy Dragon Spirit.

"If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do." Shen Guyan shrugged; this was the only reasonable explanation he could offer. Moreover, he hadn't fully developed the Candle Dragon's abilities yet; the only one he used most frequently was the ability to obscure visual perception.

Seeing him like this, Leng Yaozhu didn't press further. As the Vice Tower Master of the Spirit Pagoda, she knew well that when dealing with people, one must leave them some private space... "My mental state has reached the Late Stage Spirit Connection Realm now. Sister Leng, do you have a way to help me improve my Mental Energy Realm?" Shen Guyan asked, remembering his issues with Mental Energy.

"Mental Energy is the basic guarantee for merging with a spirit soul. If you can't break through to the Spirit Sea Realm before the Fourth Ring, you won't be able to harness a third spirit soul at all." Leng Yaozhu frowned. "However, you are still young. Reaching the Late Stage Spirit Connection Realm at ten years old is already quite rare on the continent."

"A ten thousand year spirit soul can grant you up to four spirit rings, which would be the second and third spirit rings for both of your Spirits. If you want to go further when you break through to become a Spirit Ancestor in the future, you will likely have to start looking for a new spirit soul again." Leng Yaozhu thought for a moment and reminded him, "After all, you have Companion Type Twin Martial Souls."

Indeed, Shen Guyan felt quite helpless. The drawback of Companion Type Twin Martial Souls was that his two Spirits had to obtain spirit rings simultaneously. This meant the four spirit rings provided by a single ten thousand year spirit soul, when split evenly, would only cover two major cultivation Realms without worrying about spirit rings.

Unlike ordinary twin spirits, Companion Type Twin Martial Souls seemed to have stricter requirements for the Spirit Master and did not possess the same massive Soul Power as ordinary twin spirits.

Even though Shen Guyan's first spirit soul, the Emerald Demon Bird, had reached the ten-thousand-year level and could provide him with four spirit rings, to become a Titled Douluo in the future, he would need to merge with at least five spirit souls of ten thousand years or more.

Of course, there was another better solution: simply hunting Spirit Beasts to obtain single spirit rings.

But in today's Douluo Continent, how many Spirit Beasts were left to hunt? At least on the terrestrial level, only a few rare ten-thousand-year Spirit Beasts remained living in that forbidden zone within the Star Dou Great Forest.

Setting those thoughts aside, Shen Guyan summoned his Second Martial Soul and held it in his hand. "Sister Leng, I've always felt that this azure dragon mask is extraordinary, but with my current cultivation as a Three-Ring Soul Elder, it's truly difficult to see through its mysteries."

Leng Yaozhu glanced at the azure dragon mask and seemed to recall an embarrassing incident from a certain day. A blush quickly swept across her pretty face, adding a touch of allure to her already gorgeous countenance.

She had Shen Guyan place the mask on the table. "How about this: I'll use my Soul Power as a guide to help you examine it carefully."

With that, she slowly extended her slender hand and gently picked up the azure dragon mask.

Snap—

As soon as the mask touched her hand, the dragon eyes glowed with red light. A strange and ancient power, like a surging undercurrent, instantly flooded into her body through her arm.

"What's going on?"

Leng Yaozhu didn't have time to react at all, feeling her consciousness instantly swept into a void of Chaos.

Within this Chaos, a massive phantom of an Azure Dragon loomed indistinctly. Its body coiled and spiraled, emitting an ancient and powerful pressure. Its dragon scales shimmered with a cold light, and every breath it exhaled made the space tremble.

"This is... a True Dragon!"

Leng Yaozhu's consciousness gradually began to lose itself in this Chaos. Just then, the Heavenly Phoenix Mark previously left in her body was inexplicably triggered.

The power contained within this azure dragon mask, due to a certain characteristic of the Dragon Clan, was quietly altering Leng Yaozhu's state of mind.

"Sister Leng, what's wrong?" Shen Guyan clearly didn't understand the situation yet. Out of concern, he couldn't help but lean forward.

Leng Yaozhu's eyes gradually became blurred, and her usual coldness and rationality were slowly replaced by an inexplicable longing. A blush quietly climbed onto her fair cheeks, and her breathing became rapid and erratic.

"Sister Leng, you..." Shen Guyan seemed to realize something and couldn't help but take half a step back.

At the same time, an inexplicable sentiment quietly sprouted in her heart like a vine. This sentiment came with overwhelming force, spreading rapidly and Binding her rationality. She felt as if she were in an illusory dream, where there was only her and the pull of this special power before her.

Shen Guyan looked at Leng Yaozhu's abnormality and was startled, just about to speak and ask. But then he saw Leng Yaozhu slowly lift her head, her eyes full of shimmering colors. Her originally cold face was flushed with an alluring red, and her breathing grew even more hurried...