This Loli Isn't Right, Is She?

The sky was gray and overcast. Fine strands of rain drifted down onto the sea, rippling it into circles that, under the golden glow of dusk, resembled blooming golden flowers.

In a park by the sea, a six- or seven-year-old boy wielded a wooden sword. Though small, his swordsmanship was so airtight that more than half of the raindrops fluttering down through the air were blocked by the blur of his blade.

"Whew!"

With a casual flourish, Lin Xuan sheathed his sword and stood upright.

Basic Sword Technique, Level 4 (121/800)

Simple Meditation Method, Level 3: (40/300

This Simple Meditation Method was a low-level meditation technique taught to students by Red Mountain Academy. Its enhancement effect was practically nonexistent.

Even now that it had reached Level 3, Lin Xuan could be said to have mastered this meditation method as well as an old hand who had immersed himself in it for years, yet he still felt no effect whatsoever. It was completely commonplace low-grade stuff; it would probably take dozens more levels before any change appeared.

Each time a system skill leveled up, the Proficiency required doubled. The meditation effect was mediocre, but the swordsmanship he had painstakingly trained showed remarkable results.

Lin Xuan spammed Basic Sword Technique dozens of times every day. After a full month, he had finally raised it to the fourth level.

Level 4 Basic Sword Technique would have made him a proper swordsmanship expert even in his previous life. Taking on seven or eight ordinary people should not have been a problem.

Over the course of that month, Lin Xuan had also discovered some details about the system. Skills recorded by the system had a threshold; things like eating and drinking would not be included.

"The Tang Sect or Shrek should both be good choices. The Body Sect would work too."

Lin Xuan considered his future plans.

He had started out in Aolai City and had already gotten acquainted with Tang Wulin. Following Tang Wulin to mooch off the Tang Sect and Shrek was clearly the simplest and most profitable option.

He just had to run with the bucket before Shrek got blown up.

What? The conviction to protect Shrek and the Tang Sect?

Lin Xuan said, what transmigrator had that kind of thing!

If he absolutely had to go it alone, that was possible too. The Body Sect was also a good option. Leaving aside everything else, that Body Sect Secret Method would be a complete little brother before the system.

"Little sister, where are your parents? Big brother has a great treasure. Want to take a look?"

Just as Lin Xuan was deep in thought, a lewd laugh came from nearby.

A group of hair-dyed thugs surrounded a five- or six-year-old White-Haired Loli, grinning obscenely. Their intentions were clearly far from good.

"Little sister, why aren't you saying anything? How about you come with big brother?"

Seeing that the Little Girl remained silent, the Yellow-Haired youth leading them flashed a strange look in his eyes and reached out to grab her.

White hair, a loli—the noble masters at those underground chambers of commerce loved this type most.

"Let go!"

The Little Girl let out a cold, low shout. Her expression was unfriendly, and her face carried a calmness utterly unsuited to her age.

"Let... go? You dare scare me, you little brat! Why don't you ask around whose territory this is!"

The Yellow-Haired youth felt a chill run through his heart when the Little Girl glared at him, but he immediately flew into a rage from embarrassment. He reached toward her waist, intending to take her away by force.

Watching the scene, Lin Xuan fell into thought.

He had just been about to step forward and show off his skills when he immediately stopped the next second, then hurriedly took two steps back to keep blood from splattering on him.

"Bang! Bang bang!!!"

The Little Girl's eyes changed, turning entirely purple like two dazzling stars, and her entire bearing transformed.

With a casual tug of her stick-thin little arm, she yanked the Yellow-Haired youth straight to the ground. Then, as if swatting a fly, she used him like a mop and wildly smashed him from side to side.

The Yellow-Haired youth screamed without end. Snot and blood mixed together, smearing his entire face—it was truly miserable! And those unidentified white objects flying everywhere through the air were, by all appearances, his teeth.

Tsk... that looked painful!

Lin Xuan quietly sucked in a breath of a protagonist's cold air, his eyelids twitching as he watched!

The White-Haired Loli's ferocious appearance made the remaining thugs tremble all over in fright, not daring to move in the slightest!

"Get lost!"

The White-Haired Loli coldly glared at them. Then, with a flick of her hand, the Yellow-Haired youth shot out like a human-shaped cannonball, brutally knocking the surrounding thugs to the ground.

For a time, wails of pain loud enough to wake the heavens filled the air!

In everyone's eyes, the White-Haired Loli's tiny body now resembled a god, radiating incomparable majesty. It was a disdain and suppression born from the difference in their very levels of life.

How could those thugs still dare entertain any filthy thoughts? They hurriedly scrambled to their feet, carried away the unconscious Yellow-Haired youth, and fled in a panic.

Once the thugs had left, the purple light in the White-Haired Loli's eyes faded. Then her body went limp, and she collapsed to the ground.

"This... doesn't seem right, does it?"

Lin Xuan rubbed his chin as he examined the Little Girl from afar.

It was obvious that this White-Haired Loli was the incarnation of the Silver Dragon King, but wasn't she supposed to have lost her memories?

Where was his beautiful, sweet, and easy-to-win-over Na'er?

That flash of indifference in the Little Girl's eyes, cold as ten-thousand-year ice, had clearly meant that the Silver Dragon King's consciousness was in control.

"Should I pick her up?"

Lin Xuan stepped forward and crouched in front of the Little Girl, somewhat hesitant.

Instead of practicing swordsmanship at home, he had come all the way here partly to try his luck. Now that he had run into her, though, why did the plot seem a little different?

"Could it be that this coma was what caused her amnesia?"

Lin Xuan pondered.

What if she woke up without losing her memory and simply chopped him down? He did not have the Golden Dragon King's get-out-of-death-free card.

"No use letting a freebie go to waste. We're within Federation territory—could she really kill me here?"

In the end, Lin Xuan gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

Pick her up!

He grabbed the Little Girl off the ground, slung her over his shoulder, and hurried home.

The Silver Dragon King had most likely come this time for Tang Wulin. Lin Xuan gambled that even if she woke up without amnesia, she would not alert the enemy by attacking him.

There was a special bloodline attraction between the two Dragon Kings. If he wanted to win over the Silver Dragon King, this was his only chance. This was a guaranteed True God at the very least—the potential gains far outweighed the risks!

Take a gamble and turn a bicycle into a motorcycle; one more friend meant one more road.

If humanity became impossible to survive among in the future, he could still switch sides whenever necessary. In this plane where the Tang Family ruled with an iron fist, the Silver Dragon King was one of the few ways to break the deadlock.

Lin Xuan was quite confident in his ability to keep himself alive.

As everyone knew, the villains in Dragon King's Legend were the most civilized bunch of villains around. Even when destroying the world, they insisted on holding a competition first!

This was absolutely the most civilized episode!

Meanwhile, elsewhere, Tang Wulin, who had been happily eating dinner at home, suddenly froze with his bowl in hand. A sense of inexplicable loss welled up in his heart, and his appetite plummeted.

"What's wrong, Wulin?"

Lang Yue's concerned voice rang out. The child had been eating perfectly well just moments ago, so why had he suddenly gone blank?

"Nothing... nothing!"

Tang Wulin shook his head and quietly continued eating.

"Are your classmates bullying you at school? If they are, you have to tell your father. Don't be afraid!"

Tang Ziran asked with a frown from the side.

Tang Wulin attended the Soul Master Class. It was normal for children in the class to compare Martial Souls, but bullying his son was absolutely unacceptable!

"No, no! With Brother Xuan around, nobody dares bully me!"

Tang Wulin sounded a little happier when he mentioned this, but his voice soon sank again.

"But Brother Xuan isn't like me!"

"What is it? Isn't Xiao Xuan's Martial Soul Azure Leaf Grass?"

Lang Yue scooped another bowl of rice for Tang Wulin and asked in surprise. Tang Ziran had told her about Lin Xuan before; he was an obedient, good child.

"Teacher said Brother Xuan's Martial Soul mutated, and his Soul Power is Rank 8!"

Tang Wulin said dejectedly.

He had thought they were companions who were both ugly ducklings, only for Lin Xuan to suddenly transform into a golden phoenix.

Although Lin Xuan protected him at school and no one dared provoke him, the feeling of loss from being completely inferior to his companion still made him miserable.

"So Xiao Xuan has that kind of talent! Why didn't that child tell us back then? He even kept it from me!"

Tang Ziran smacked his lips, his tone carrying a hint of grievance.

He considered himself and Lin Xuan something of friends despite their age difference!

"He kept it from you? Did you ever ask him what rank his Soul Power was?"

Lang Yue shot Tang Ziran a look and replied irritably. She knew Tang Ziran well enough—he must have simply forgotten to ask.

"Uh, I really didn't!"

Tang Ziran scratched his head and gave an embarrassed chuckle.