That Person

Several people who had once been her companions, as well as companions of the "Shuang Han" they spoke of, chatted together. Later, they also heard that there had been fluctuations of life force at the time.

If one truly understood that person, one might wonder why someone like him—a god—could still be absent. That could only be called fate.

Besides, it was impossible for everything to go exactly as one wished. Especially in a situation like the God Realm back then, it was already fortunate that he was the only one absent.

Speaking of this, among that group of people in the God Realm, there was not only the "him"—Shuang Han—whom they mentioned, but also someone else... Na Na.

In Eastsea City, aboard a train, a girl with long black-purple hair and a figure that could be called nearly perfect even among her peers sat in one of the seats, looking out the window.

She seemed to be recalling something. One hand supported her chin, while the other rested on her slender, beautiful legs.

It's been so long... I didn't expect that I would come too. The girl thought softly.

She had only done this after making up her mind. If others could succeed, then why couldn't she?

"I wonder how he's doing?" the girl murmured again.

He was the one she had been longing for in her heart. She had thought about him for so long. Fortunately, fate had drawn them together, and with the power she had possessed to sense him back then, along with certain reasons, she knew where he would go.

"If he sees me again, what expression will he have?" The girl suddenly smiled gently and murmured, her heart filled with joy.

Just as she had yet to fully lose herself in her imagination, she sensed the presence of a boy.

"Hm? This feeling... it's that person's..." The girl abruptly turned her head and looked at the boy seated in front of her.

"Uh... sorry. Did I disturb you just now?" Tang Wu Lin asked.

"Hm? No. I just think you're very special," the girl said.

"Eh? Me?"

"Yes. What's your name?" the girl asked.

"Um..."

"Do you think it's too abrupt for a stranger to ask that? Then I'll go first. My name is..."

"Eh? That's such a nice name. My name is Tang Wu Lin. Please take care of me," Tang Wu Lin said.

He hadn't expected that, even though he had only temporarily separated from Yang Jin, he would so quickly meet such a nice girl who spoke to him.

He thought she was very beautiful, but more than that, she gave him the feeling of an older sister. Yet he felt that there should not have been much of an age difference between them.

"Tang Wu Lin? That's a nice name too," the girl said.

"Th-thank you for the compliment!" Tang Wu Lin said somewhat bashfully.

"It's nothing, it's nothing. No need to be so shy. Aren't we the same age?" The girl waved her hand.

"Right!"

"By the way, you're going to Eastsea Academy, aren't you?"

"Ah, that's right. Don't tell me you are too?"

"Yes. It seems we'll be classmates," the girl said.

Tang Wu Lin... his surname was Tang. A coincidence? She didn't think so. After so long, she still had her senses, even though they had crossed quite a distance.

The surname Tang... what about his Martial Soul? She did not know for now. But he carried a trace of that person's aura... and she also felt as though there was an aura of that thing on him. Shuang Han had told her about it, and told everyone else as well.

"By the way, what is your Martial Soul?"

"Eh? Mine..."

"What's wrong? Is it inconvenient to say? It's fine. If it is, then you don't have to tell me."

"Ah, no... it's just that everyone thinks my Martial Soul is a useless Martial Soul," Tang Wu Lin said quietly.

"A useless Martial Soul?"

"Yes. My Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass."

"Blue Silver Grass..."

"But I don't think so anymore. And I have Soul Power and a Soul Spirit. I've made it this far, and I'll prove it to everyone!"

"That's quite the ambition. But it's true—Blue Silver Grass is not a useless Martial Soul," the girl suddenly said.

"You don't think it is?" Tang Wu Lin asked urgently.

"That's right. Although Blue Silver Grass is common by nature, and many people consider it a useless Martial Soul when it appears as one, compared to some other Martial Souls, it is beautiful in itself. Its blue is vivid, and it is soft and supple. Besides, wasn't the founding ancestor of the Tang Sect's Martial Soul also Blue Silver Grass? It only evolved into the Blue Silver Emperor afterward, but didn't he refuse to give up as well?"

"That's right! Ancestor Tang San must have grown up in circumstances even worse than Yang Jin's and mine. I should work even harder!" Tang Wu Lin encouraged himself.

"Hm? Yang Jin?" the girl suddenly asked.

"Yes. He's my best brother and friend, and he's incredibly strong! His Soul Power is already level 23 or 24."

"Eh? He's that impressive?"

"Yes, and he feels very formidable. Whether it's Soul Power cultivation or forging."

"Forging? You've learned forging too?" the girl asked in surprise.

"Yes. Yang Jin and I were both called geniuses by our master, though neither of us really wanted that."

"Why?" the girl asked.

"Because it feels like it would bring trouble. The greater your reputation, the more attention you draw."

"That's true. As one's fame and prestige grow, the wariness, jealousy, and people throwing themselves at you will only increase..." the girl said, becoming somewhat serious.

"Hm?"

"Ah, sorry. I got a little off track," the girl said.

Soon afterward, the train arrived. Tang Wu Lin's journey had not been as eventful and winding as Wu Yang Jin and Gu Yue's, and its route had not taken any detours.

"Then I'll say goodbye here for now." The girl waved.

"Oh... oh, goodbye!" Tang Wu Lin waved back.

Afterward, the two parted ways. Tang Wu Lin hurried to find a place to eat, but at first, the owner thought he was some poor kid and worried that he would not be able to pay.

Because he truly ate far too much.

"Hm? Sorry, Boss, but I really can eat this much. Look."

"No, kid, you're eating... It's fine, eat whatever you want!" The owner said after seeing the large amount of Federal currency.

Naturally, he was happy to see so much Federal currency, but the effort involved was simply too great. Still, since he was just a child and had that much money, he might as well let it go.

As for the beautiful girl with a hint of playfulness and charm, she first went to the Spirit Pagoda and bought a Soul Spirit. Then she wandered around the area, intending to familiarize herself with the surroundings and learn about places "he" might like.

"Hm? That is?"

At that moment, the girl suddenly saw a report that a train heading here had been hijacked. Some people aboard had been injured, and there were children on the train as well, apparently around the age of junior or intermediate academy students.

"Intermediate academy... it can't be him, can it? Please don't let anything happen to him..." The girl suddenly prayed under her breath, hoping that the person in her heart would be safe.

"That's enough for now. If he's hurt, I'll make those people pay!" the girl suddenly said angrily. No one saw the furious look in her eyes at the thought that the person she had in mind might truly have been injured.

At roughly the same time, while Tang Wu Lin was eating in Chapter 41, he received the news as well.