Silver Dragon Emerges

In the afternoon, when Red Mountain Academy let out...

As Tang Wulin and Nan Fusheng walked out of Red Mountain Academy together, Tang Wulin's face was full of unhappiness. Everything he had encountered today was enough to make him more frustrated than all the years of his life combined.

He had grown up in a very ordinary commoner family, but his family was harmonious. His parents loved each other deeply and doted on him immensely. Even when he made mistakes, they patiently taught him.

But today at the academy, he experienced what "difficulty" meant for the first time. Because his Martial Soul was Blue Silver Grass, aside from his good friend Nan Fusheng, his classmates shunned him, and even the teacher was not particularly enthusiastic toward him.

When the teacher guided the students in Meditation that afternoon, he spent almost the least amount of time with Tang Wulin. Why almost? Because Nan Fusheng was the same.

"Is my Martial Soul really that bad?" The unhappiness on Tang Wulin's face gradually turned into stubborn determination. "Even if my Martial Soul is bad, I'll definitely become a great Spirit Master. Nan Fusheng is right. There are no useless Martial Souls, only useless Spirit Masters. Success is ninety-nine percent effort and one percent talent. If my Martial Soul isn't good enough, then I'll work especially hard!"

Watching Tang Wulin, whom he had psychologically manipulated all afternoon, Nan Fusheng could not help feeling speechless. This kid was way too easy to fool. He had merely fed Tang Wulin a little poisonous chicken soup from his previous life, yet Tang Wulin had actually believed it.

Nothing in the world was difficult if one put one's heart into it. That saying did not work very well on Douluo Continent, where bloodlines and Martial Souls decided nearly everything.

Still, there was one thing he had not lied to Tang Wulin about: Tang Wulin would definitely become a powerful Spirit Master in the future. With the Golden Dragon King Bloodline and the bloodline of a God King's son, grandparents above him who were the Plane Master and Life Core, plus three chances for his God King father to intervene, he was guaranteed godhood as long as he proceeded step by step.

"Fusheng, if you don't have anything to do after school, do you want to come to my house for dinner? My mom's cooking is really delicious."

Meanwhile, Tang Wulin had slowly worked through his gloom on his own. He was naturally cheerful, and after thinking things through, together with Nan Fusheng's encouragement, the day's oppression naturally dissipated. But then his stomach began to rumble, making Tang Wulin blush as he invited Nan Fusheng beside him.

"Sure." Nan Fusheng agreed without a second thought. This had been one of his goals to begin with.

As Tang Wulin and Nan Fusheng walked along, a small figure by the roadside suddenly caught Tang Wulin's attention.

Although the afternoon sunlight was not as intense as it was at noon, the weather was very good today, so the sunlight still brought a hint of warmth as it fell upon them. What drew Tang Wulin's attention was a flash of silver beneath the sunlight.

A little girl was squatting by the roadside. She looked even younger than him, yet she had short silver hair. Sunlight shone on that rare hair color, naturally reflecting off it.

It seemed as though something unseen was drawing them toward each other. The little girl raised her head and looked at him. Her face was grimy, and coupled with her somewhat tattered clothes, she looked like a little beggar. Yet aside from her silver hair, she also possessed a pair of extraordinary eyes.

Her eyes were large, their pupils like two clear purple crystals. Even from some distance away, Tang Wulin seemed able to see his own reflection in them. Her long eyelashes naturally curled upward.

Their eyes met, but the little girl did not avoid his gaze. Her beautiful large eyes held only a trace of surprise and uncertainty.

The Silver Dragon King has appeared, Nan Fusheng thought to himself.

This was Nan Fusheng's first time seeing the famous Silver Dragon King. How should he put it? She really was beautiful. Even though she merely looked like a child right now, it was not hard to see that she would definitely grow into a beauty capable of toppling kingdoms and cities.

Along with that white hair, it was no wonder so many fanfics liked making her the female lead.

"Little girl, where are your parents?" At that moment, several scruffy young men were likewise drawn by that head of silver hair and approached the little girl.

But the little girl ignored them and lowered her head again.

The young men exchanged glances. One of them said, "Silver hair like that is really rare! Maybe she's one of those alien races from the other two continents. The underground black market will probably like someone like her. And her eyes are purple, too."

Greed immediately appeared in the other young men's eyes, and they nodded to one another.

The young man who had spoken earlier crouched down. "Hey, little sister. Where's your family?"

The little girl kept her head lowered and shook it, but said nothing.

The young man smiled. "Are you hungry? Big brother will take you to eat something tasty. How about it?"

The little girl shook her head again, this time much more forcefully.

The young man signaled to his companions, then reached out and grabbed the little girl's arm, pulling her up from the ground. The others surrounded them, blocking the view from outside.

Amid the little girl's cry of alarm, the young man had already hoisted her onto his shoulder.

"What are you doing?" Just then, a childish shout rang out in anger, startling the young men.

When they turned around, embarrassment and irritation appeared on their faces. The ones standing up for her were actually two little brats: one was a handsome little boy who was not even as tall as their waists, while the other was a skinny little boy with dark circles under his eyes.

A vicious glint flashed through the eyes of one of the young men in the back. He raised his foot and kicked toward Tang Wulin. "You little brat, you dare meddle in other people's business?"

Seeing this, Nan Fusheng immediately pulled Tang Wulin aside, causing the young man's kick to miss.

Meanwhile, the young man carrying the little girl revealed a fierce expression. The commotion here had already drawn the attention of some passersby. This was a public street, after all.

With a flick of his wrist, a Dagger gleaming with cold light appeared in his palm. He waved it at Tang Wulin. "If you don't want to die, get lost right now!"

Seeing this, Nan Fusheng immediately shouted, "We're both Spirit Masters registered with the Federal Government and Spirit Pagoda. If you hurt us, be careful you don't get dragged into the station!"

"Damn it!" Perhaps Nan Fusheng's words had bluffed them. The leading young man snorted angrily with an unwilling expression, put the little girl down from his shoulder, and hurried away with his companions in disgrace.

The little girl staggered and fell onto the ground on her bottom. Tang Wulin hurried over and crouched beside her. "Don't be afraid. I'm a man, and I'll protect you!"

The little girl looked up at him. Up close, those large purple eyes seemed even more beautiful, and a mist of tears appeared in them.

"Don't cry, don't cry. I already chased the bad guys away. My name is Tang Wulin, and that over there is Nan Fusheng. What's your name?"

The little girl stared blankly for a moment before finally speaking for the first time. "My name is Na'er."