Tang Hao Smiled: Today, You'll Come Here but Never Leave

Of course, it wasn't just Heart of Support.

It was also on that occasion that Yu Yuanzhen, the head of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, learned of his dragon Martial Soul and proposed a spar between the younger generation, letting him, a Soul Grandmaster, "reluctantly" face Yu Tianheng, one of the Blue Lightning Twin Stars.

It was thanks to the other side providing such an excellent supporting character that, after defeating Yu Tianheng, a genius six years his senior, in an instant, he had finally begun to shine.

"So that's how it was..."

Xiao Wu nodded, lost in a fog. Though she hadn't understood much, she still pretended she had.

All she needed to know was that Wulin was amazing.

Beside her, Tang San's brows were tightly furrowed. What exactly had happened to Tang Wulin over the past six years?

And...

"Did Ning Rongrong just say he's already a Soul Ancestor?"

"Impossible. That's absolutely impossible. He'd have trouble even becoming a Soul Elder, let alone a Soul Ancestor."

Tang San gritted his teeth and immediately dismissed the claim. Tang Wulin had to be putting on a show.

After all, even a genius like him, with Twin Martial Souls and Innate Full Soul Power, had only reached level 29 after six years.

What was more, he cultivated the Mysterious Heaven Skill. Even he hadn't become a Soul Elder, so what right did Tang Wulin have?

Xiao Wu breaking through to Soul Elder was already the limit for a twelve-year-old. How could Tang Wulin possibly do it? Did he think everyone was a monster?

"How could you possibly be a Soul Ancestor, Tang Wulin? Isn't that joke going a little too far?"

"Facing a Soul Saint, we should play to our respective strengths, not exaggerate. Understand?"

He couldn't help voicing his doubts. He didn't know whether the girls might be tricked, but he certainly wouldn't be.

"Don't talk nonsense..."

Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong both instinctively tried to argue back, but before either could finish, Tang Wulin smiled and shook his head.

"I couldn't tell you were so curious."

As powerful Soul Power surged into his body, golden dragon scales instantly covered him from head to toe like a tide. A flash of red appeared on his forehead, and the enormous figure of a dragon king emerged behind him.

At his feet, four Soul Rings—two purple and two black—shone brilliantly, nearly blinding Tang San.

"Although there's no need for me to explain, I think..."

"This should shut you up, shouldn't it?"

His indifferent gaze fell on Tang San. Sensing a slight movement in a nearby tree, he spoke just as calmly.

Looks like that rat is about to take the bait.

"..."

At that moment, everyone stared at the four rings at his feet, frozen in place and at a loss.

"That Golden Dragon Martial Soul! It really is him!"

"It's only been six years. What fortuitous encounters has he had?!"

Meanwhile, in a large tree outside Shrek Academy, a cloaked man stared intently at Tang Wulin, his eyes filled with deep apprehension.

Because of the distance, he hadn't been entirely certain of the other's identity at first, but there was no mistaking that golden dragon figure now!

But shouldn't he have been dead?

"Yu Xiaogang, that piece of trash..."

"Didn't he say Tang Wulin was left in the Soul Hunting Forest?"

Icy killing intent filled Tang Hao's eyes. Back then, Yu Xiaogang had told him that Tang Wulin had accidentally been left in the Soul Hunting Forest, and he had been quite pleased.

After all, Tang Wulin was even more talented than his own son. Unless he became Xiao San's companion, he truly had a way of courting death!

But only today did Tang Hao learn that not only had Tang Wulin survived, he had become such a genius, two whole major realms stronger than Xiao San. They were both only twelve years old!

And there was that top-tier combination of Soul Rings. Was that what a Soul Ancestor should have? Don't tell him those were...

"Those two Soul Saints hiding in the shadows—I thought they were guarding that Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda genius, but now it seems they're probably Tang Wulin's. Mere Soul Saints..."

"Heh. Once the assessment is over, I'll make sure you and Tang Wulin come here but never leave!"

Tang Hao sneered, utterly unaware that behind another tree nearby, an old man who appeared to be dozing, without the slightest fluctuation of cultivation, had already heard every word.

"I'd like to see..."

"Just how you intend to harm the Son of the Spirit Hall."

Golden Crocodile Douluo opened his eyes, and a fierce killing intent flashed through their bright depths. He wanted to see whether a Titled Douluo below level 95 had what it took!

"..."

"How is Tang Wulin so strong? How can he be?!"

After a long while, Tang San looked at the scene before him, his face burning with pain. Being slapped in the face wasn't so bad, but the truth hurt so much he could hardly speak.

Tang Wulin...

How could he really be a Soul Ancestor?!

And were those four Soul Rings at his feet for real?

"Two purple! Two Thousand-Year Soul Rings, and his third and fourth rings are both ten thousand years old?!"

"No, that's impossible..."

"My teacher told me the maximum age for a First Soul Ring is a little over four hundred years. Mine is over three hundred years old, and that's already exceptional. How could you have Soul Rings like these, and Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings too...?"

Tang San still wore a look of disbelief. Had his teacher been lying to him all along? Impossible!

"Wulin! Y-you-you... Why didn't you tell me you had such incredible Soul Rings?"

Xiao Wu's eyes were just as wide. This had truly opened them.

"And who exactly are you?"

"Hmm, an ordinary Soul Master passing through."

Tang Wulin recalled his Martial Soul and chuckled.

"You're too much..."

Xiao Wu was stunned. How was that any different from saying nothing at all?

"Just as I thought..."

"His Soul Ring combination is as powerful as the legends say."

Ning Rongrong gazed at the scene before her, her face full of admiration. Having thousand-year first and second rings was already rare throughout the world, but his third and fourth rings were at the ten-thousand-year level!

How can there be such an amazing genius?

Ning Rongrong couldn't help muttering to herself.

Zhu Zhuqing was quiet, but the shock in her eyes said it all.

They were all of the same generation, yet the young man before her was already a heaven-blessed genius at the Soul Ancestor level, while Dai Mubai, who was a few years older than him, was still living a life of wine and women... The difference was obvious at a glance.

"It looks like we really can easily beat that so-called Immovable Wisdom King."

Ning Rongrong couldn't help smiling as she spoke, anticipation in her eyes. He had been able to pin down and beat a Soul Elder as a Soul Grandmaster. Now he was a Soul Ancestor and had two Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings...

If Zhao Wuji really only used the cultivation of a four-ring Soul Master, he would have no choice but to be ground into the dirt!

"Mm. Later, Xiao Wu, you and Zhu Zhuqing should wait for chances to strike while focusing on protecting Ning Rongrong. The same goes for Tang San. As for the front line..."

"Leave that to me."

Tang Wulin nodded calmly and smiled.

"Tang Wulin, my control abilities are every bit as good even against a Soul Elder. You know the dean of Nuoding Academy, right? He's a Soul Ancestor now, and even he has a hard time dealing with me!"

Tang San spoke up in displeasure. He thought Tang Wulin looked down on him too much. He wasn't as strong as Tang Wulin, but that didn't necessarily mean he was weak.

As a qualified control-type expert, he understood his own importance very well, and he would surely play a powerful role in this battle!

"You think a Soul Saint..."

"Would be afraid of your Blue Silver Entanglement?"

Tang Wulin looked toward Tang San and fell silent for a moment. If his second Soul Skill was still Parasite, perhaps he wouldn't be quite so utterly useless.

But if he had two Entanglements, then forget it.

"You..."

"You'll see soon enough!"

Tang San clenched his fists. Soon, he would show Tang Wulin what a true control-type expert was. His Blue Silver Grass was no worse than Tang Wulin's Martial Soul.

Tang Wulin's contempt only showed how jealous he was of his control abilities.

Just wait and see. Faced with my double Entanglement, even Zhao Wuji will be left helpless.