Na'er, Brother Looks Forward to Meeting Again

The next day, Wu Yang Jin woke up. After shouting Na'er's name and receiving no response, he knew that what Na'er had said was true—and that what he had suspected was probably true as well.

Na'er had left, but she had left that necklace behind for him. He carefully kept it safe, unwilling to let it be damaged.

"Eh? Na'er left?" Tang Wu Lin asked in shock.

He had gone to Tang Wu Lin's family to explain the situation. Since Na'er had needed Lang Yue and Tang Zi Ran to sign the adoption papers, and given how close they were, it was necessary to tell them.

"Yes. Na'er said she had to leave. She found her family and recovered her memories."

"Child... you..." Tang Zi Ran wanted to say something.

"Uncle, I'm fine. Na'er also said that we would meet again, so I'll pull myself together for that. I want to become a brother who can truly protect Na'er in the future."

"Little Jin, we'll help you too. Keep it up," Lang Yue said.

"Yeah, Yang Jin, I'll help you too. We'll work hard together!" Tang Wu Lin said.

Looking at the necklace, he could sense the deep longing within it. He also knew that Na'er had been helpless.

So, just as he had said, when he saw Na'er again, he had to be able to truly protect her.

Without his noticing, the white scale at the end of the necklace gave off a seven-colored glow.

Still, his emotions had been affected. He had expected it to happen, but even so, when it truly did happen, his heart still ached terribly.

Tang Wu Lin was also someone with a tender heart. He could not bear to see those around him unhappy, so he often encouraged Wu Yang Jin. Wu Yang Jin would simply smile and let it pass.

Every day afterward continued as usual, except... Na'er was gone. This was life without Na'er.

Mang Tian also sighed with regret after learning about it. Though he had only met Na'er a few times, he had made a good impression on him.

But back to that day...

"Brother, graduation's coming up. Hurry up and spar with me! These past few days, you keep talking about going to places your little sister visited with you. What's so important about a little sister? Sparring is more important! You can go look for her afterward."

"I'm telling you, my soul skill is amazing. You might not be able to beat me this time."

Over the next few days, Wan Yunchao kept pestering Wu Yang Jin and Tang Wu Lin. The two of them kept avoiding him, afraid they might accidentally freeze him to death or beat him to death.

"Go away, go away. We don't have time. We still have work to do," Tang Wu Lin said.

Tang Wu Lin knew that Wu Yang Jin simply could not be bothered with him. Wan Yunchao had talked about sparring ages ago, but Wu Yang Jin truly was not in the mood now.

Besides, it was not even graduation yet. This was their busiest period, so who knew where Wan Yunchao found the leisure to spar instead of studying properly?

"Tch, that's not right. I don't understand this little-sister stuff... Hurry up! I'm telling you, my soul skill is amazing. You really might not be able to beat me."

"Get lost," Wu Yang Jin said in a low voice, irritation evident in his words. In truth, it was also because Na'er had left, and he was unhappy.

"You! You... You're just afraid of losing to me, so you keep looking for your little sister."

Oh-ho. If he had said that to me, with Na'er being my little sister, Wan Yunchao's face would be in for it, Tang Wu Lin thought.

Even from the perspective of a bystander, he had no idea where Wan Yunchao got the nerve. Had he been beaten stupid before? Or frozen stupid?

"Oh? You came over here just to provoke me? You..."

"You are already dead! Come on, I'll let you d..."

As he spoke, Wu Yang Jin gestured for Wan Yunchao to follow him. Wan Yunchao froze for a moment before walking over, because although those words sounded like a joke, anyone who truly saw him could sense the killing intent within them.

That said, Wan Yunchao was still a fat man. He had not changed at all.

"I'm telling you, you might not be able to beat me now. My blade can..."

"You talk too much. Hurry up!" Wu Yang Jin said.

Tang Wu Lin remained silent and watched from the side.

"Fine! Just wait, I'll directly... come... on!"

With a flash of light, his short blade Martial Soul appeared in his hand. Compared to when he had no soul ring, the short blade looked somewhat broader, with extra patterns on its surface and a faint glow flickering from it.

A white ten-year soul ring rose beneath his feet. Wan Yunchao silently activated it, and half a foot of blade light immediately shot from the short blade.

"Hahaha, see that? This is my soul ring! It can cut through anything! How is your ice going to touch me now?" Wan Yunchao laughed smugly.

"What an idiot. Seriously... sigh," Tang Wu Lin lamented.

"I spent an extra ten thousand Federal currency on this! A Spirit Transfer Master personally helped me choose my spirit soul. My spirit soul is a blade too, so it can directly attach itself to my Martial Soul. This blade light of mine is indestructible! Wahahaha!"

At that moment, Wu Yang Jin suddenly stood still for a while before saying...

"Let's begin... Here it comes!"

Before Wan Yunchao could finish speaking, Wu Yang Jin said, "Here it comes," and threw out his short blade. It was a thrown soul skill, like a boomerang.

The blade was not actually that slow. Otherwise, Wan Yunchao would not have had even that little bit of confidence.

But to Wu Yang Jin—and even Tang Wu Lin—it was far too slow. Besides, it could not hurt them much anyway. They were still young.

The flying blade shot toward him, reaching right before his eyes...

Bzzzz!

The short blade clattered as it spun against Wu Yang Jin's arm. Wan Yunchao was stunned. His short blade could even snap small trees.

"Hm? That's it?"

Wu Yang Jin had directly blocked it with Ice Empress's Claws, with no intention of using his new soul skill, Ice Emperor Body Protection.

It was not that he looked down on Wan Yunchao. An attack like this simply did not warrant it. Then, with his other hand, he used Emperor's Palm: Grand Cold Without Snow to grab the blade and freeze it solid.

"You! How is this possible? This..."

Before Wan Yunchao could finish, he suddenly saw Wu Yang Jin's figure vanish in the distance.

The next instant, Wu Yang Jin appeared before him. Ice Empress's Claws had disappeared, replaced by a palm covered in Emperor's Palm: Grand Cold Without Snow, wielding the Black Dragon Claw.

That was right. It ended just that quickly...

With a single palm strike, he was about to send Wan Yunchao flying. Of course, if he truly failed to control his strength, Wan Yunchao would either be crippled or... anyway, it would be terrible.

"Wait... wait!"

Wan Yunchao suddenly collapsed onto the ground as though he had been scared senseless.

Wu Yang Jin did not strike. Even if he controlled that palm strike as much as possible, it would still cause serious injury.

"You... Don't ever mention Na'er in front of me again! And you have no right to say my little sister isn't important! Not even I have that right!"

"Yes, I was wrong, Brother Jin! Wrong... wrong!"