On the screen in front of Qiangu Dongfeng, Lu Jun's various data were constantly updating.
All information was clear at a glance.
It was still under control.
Soon, the door to his office was pushed open.
Qiangu Dongfeng looked over and saw it was his grandson, Qiangu Zhangting.
"Grandpa, I don't understand," he walked straight to the desk, looking at his grandfather. "Giving a nine-year-old child the privileges of a Spirit Transfer Envoy? That's against the rules!"
Qiangu Dongfeng heard this and didn't even lift his head:
"Rules? I am the rules."
"But those resources aren't even something I'm qualified for—"
"Precisely because you are not qualified." Qiangu Dongfeng finally looked up, a sharp gleam appearing in his cloudy eyes. "A genius who can defeat a Douluo of the same rank is worth the Spirit Transfer Pagoda giving its all."
"Grandpa." Qiangu Zhangting's voice trembled. "That child is Leng Yaozhu's disciple; it's impossible for him to be truly loyal to our Qiangu family…"
"Foolish." Qiangu Dongfeng said in a deep voice. "For such a genius, winning him over is what's most beneficial to us."
"Even if we were to become enemies with him, we would have to kill him immediately and dispose of him cleanly, absolutely not allowing him to grow up, otherwise he would become a second Douluo."
"We only need to provide him benefits on his path to becoming stronger, making his impression of us better; that's enough."
"But Grandpa…"
Qiangu Zhangting wanted to continue asking, but a slow, rhythmic knock on the door interrupted him.
"Enter."
Leng Yaozhu pushed the door open and entered, followed by a wary Leng Yulai. As the two sisters stood together, the temperature in the entire office dropped by several degrees.
Upon seeing Leng Yaozhu, Qiangu Dongfeng's eyes lit up.
Her long red hair cascaded like a waterfall, her skin was as fair as snow with almost no blemishes, and her tall, slender figure perfectly supported the qipao she wore.
This was the most beautiful woman in the Spirit Transfer Pagoda.
"Tower Master." Leng Yaozhu looked at Qiangu Dongfeng expressionlessly. "Could you explain why you're putting so much pressure on my disciple?"
Seeing this, Qiangu Zhangting wisely exited the office, leaving the space to the three of them.
"You exaggerate." Qiangu Dongfeng smiled and spread his hands. "Can you say that, with your disciple's ability, he wouldn't be able to become a Spirit Transfer Envoy?"
"I'm merely giving him a status that matches his identity, and aren't the benefits I'm providing good enough?"
"All resources are sponsored free of charge by the Spirit Transfer Pagoda."
"Think about it, where in this world could you find such good benefits?"
"He's only nine years old, Qiangu Dongfeng."
Leng Yulai, who was behind, had fire practically blazing in her eyes.
"You suddenly caused such a stir, and announced so much in front of all the core disciples; you're putting him on a spit roast!"
"Why are you competing with a nine-year-old child!" Leng Yulai's emotions suddenly flared up. "If you have the guts, come at us! What kind of man picks on a child?"
"Leng Yulai, don't be so emotional…"
Qiangu Dongfeng kindly advised her.
But in the very next sentence, Leng Yulai stated directly:
"No wonder my sister doesn't think much of you at all!"
The smile on Qiangu Dongfeng's face instantly froze.
These words were like a sharp blade, piercing directly into Qiangu Dongfeng's heart.
The atmosphere in the office instantly became tense, as if the air itself had solidified.
Qiangu Dongfeng's expression also gradually darkened, and he slowly stood up.
"Don't bring up the past; it's all over."
It was well-known that he used to pursue Leng Yaozhu.
Everyone knew that Leng Yaozhu had rejected Qiangu Dongfeng's advances countless times for Yun Ming's sake.
"I'm also doing this for the child's good; giving him this identity is even more to protect him."
Qiangu Dongfeng took a deep breath, adjusting his state.
"Don't forget, even the Tang Sect is eyeing that child."
"I am protecting him, understand?"
"Once this child grows up in the future, who he chooses to be with is his choice."
"Shameless." Leng Yulai pouted, crossing her arms.
"If you two are only here to talk about this, you may leave."
Saying this, Qiangu Dongfeng made a gesture to invite them out.
"I also don't wish to appear frequently before that child; for important figures like us to appear before a nine-year-old child would undoubtedly create pressure for him."
"I also ask the two of you to do the same; at his age, he only needs to cultivate well, and that's enough."
"Hmph, farewell."
Leng Yulai immediately turned and left.
And Leng Yaozhu gave Qiangu Dongfeng one last glance before following her out.
As the sisters left, Qiangu Dongfeng took a deep breath, trying to alleviate the frustration he had just felt.
…
"Sister, what should we do next?"
Leng Yulai asked.
"What else can we do? Just follow what he said; it's enough for us to protect Lu Jun's growth from the shadows."
Leng Yaozhu glanced at the time, as if remembering something.
"Oh, by the way, isn't today the day Lu Jun is supposed to go to the Forging Association?"
"Yes, I didn't expect Lu Jun to choose forging and mecha manufacturing as his secondary professions. Does he want to be all-rounder? Choosing two secondary professions, I don't even know if he can manage." Leng Yulai complained.
"Don't worry, I was with him when he chose his secondary professions." Leng Yaozhu smiled slightly. "Lu Jun, this child, seems to be able to precisely control anything containing ice elements due to his Spirit."
"Whether it's forging or mecha manufacturing, as long as it's related to ice elements, his abilities are very strong. He should be close to level three by now, at least."
"Level three?!!"
Leng Yulai exclaimed.
"A nine-year-old with a level three secondary profession? That's too outrageous…"
"I don't think it's too outrageous, after all, it's a talent gained by sacrificing something." Leng Yaozhu recalled the past, unable to help but chuckle. "Lu Jun, that child, can only forge things related to ice elements, even parts for mecha manufacturing."
"Other than that, he really can't do anything else. One could say he's extremely specialized; otherwise, he would have already alarmed the current Divine Craftsman Zhen Hua."
"Also, that child's mecha design skills are a mess. If he were excellent in everything, he might truly be an all-around prodigy."
"Hahaha, so that's why he chose both forging and mecha manufacturing." Leng Yulai couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"However, Gu Yuena has a lot of talent in mecha design; she's already close to level two."
Leng Yaozhu continued.
"These two children are very complementary; I truly hope they can grow up happily at this age."
"Yes."
…
After finishing an afternoon of cultivation, Lu Jun stretched in the simulated environment cultivation room, exhaling white mist with each breath.
"Cultivation speed is pretty good… at least it somewhat offsets the debuffs of extreme attribute cultivation."
"Achoo!" Lu Jun suddenly sneezed, rubbing his nose.
"I wonder who's talking about me. Hmm, it's evening; let's see if Gu Yuena is around."
Saying this, Lu Jun stood up, swiped his card, and prepared to leave.
He gently pushed open the door of the cultivation room.
The moment the door opened, Lu Jun froze.