The Concept of Na'er's Eternal Existence

At the same time.

For Tang Wulin, this was actually a form of protection!

After all, the Golden Dragon King Bloodline was not power that originally belonged to Tang Wulin!

In Zhao Tao's plan.

Tang Wulin's Golden Dragon King Bloodline would sooner or later have to be returned to its rightful owner, to be inherited by his own precious Na'er!

In this way, with the Golden Dragon King Bloodline as her foundation, Na'er's existence would no longer be like duckweed without roots!

In the future, she would no longer need to rely on Gu Yue's power, nor would she need to remain merely a personality of Gu Yue; she would be able to exist independently for a long time!

Only by doing this could he protect both Na'er and Gu Yue, allowing them both to become his wings!

And when that time came, once the powers of Gu Yue and Na'er merged, Gu Yuena could emerge as the Dragon God and completely shatter Tang San's conspiracy!

To achieve this, it was naturally necessary to extract the power of the Golden Dragon King's bloodline from Tang Wulin!

And during the extraction of the Golden Dragon King Bloodline.

The more bloodline seals Tang Wulin came into contact with, and the more closely he fused with the Golden Dragon King Bloodline, the greater the damage he would inevitably suffer!

Precisely because of this.

Slowing down the speed at which Tang Wulin fused with the Golden Dragon King Bloodline was, in the long run, a way of protecting him—a win-win situation!

Of course—

Zhao Tao would not extract the Golden Dragon King Bloodline from Tang Wulin for nothing!

As compensation, Zhao Tao also intended to continuously reshape Tang Wulin's thinking, helping him see Tang San's ugly true colors!

He would let him become an upright person, rather than an accomplice and lackey to Tang San!

That way, when the Divine King Tang descended, he could watch Tang Wulin put on a show of "filial piety" toward his father!

He believed that watching his own son turn his blade against him would surely make for a spectacular expression on the face of the Divine King Tang!

Time flew by.

In the blink of an eye, a week passed!

Because the seal on the Golden Dragon King Bloodline within his body had not loosened, the divine consciousness left behind by Tang San—"Old Tang"—had not awakened either.

Naturally, Tang Wulin did not rush off to take the Rank 3 Blacksmith Master examination on the eve of the typhoon, as he had in his first life.

He didn't rush to take out a loan to exchange for spirit items, nor did he attempt to break through the first seal of his Golden Dragon King Bloodline prematurely.

Instead, he simply stayed in his dormitory, cultivating silently for a week, though his cultivation level didn't see much progress.

On the contrary, Xie Xie's cultivation successfully broke through to level 20 within that same week!

Afterward, he fused with the second hundred-year soul ring provided by his hundred-year spirit soul, successfully promoting to a Soul Grand Master!

Following a full week of delays, the Class Promotion Tournament between First Grade Class One and First Grade Class Five finally kicked off!

Perhaps it was because they had heard of the dark horse legend of First Grade Class Five, or perhaps they were simply feeling restless from being cooped up due to the typhoon.

This match actually drew a large crowd of students to watch, including quite a few senior students from the intermediate division.

"How bizarre. I never expected the weakest class, Class Five, to have such a dark horse!"

"I wonder if they have a chance to pull an upset against First Grade Class One?"

"I think it's unlikely! I heard that there are a full three Soul Grand Masters among the students in Class One this year! The gap between major realms isn't that easy to bridge!"

Gathered on both sides of the arena, a crowd of East Sea Academy students discussed the match with curious expressions.

Amidst the chatter, Wu Changkong led the students of First Grade Class Five to one side of the arena first.

Just as First Grade Class Five took their positions, the homeroom teacher of First Grade Class One—Ye Yingluo, who was also the older sister of Class Three's homeroom teacher, Ye Yingrong—arrived.

Looking at Wu Changkong in the distance, Ye Yingluo clenched her delicate hands into fists, her eyes filled with deep-seated resentment!

Of course, to be more precise, it was bitter resentment!

After all, she had once confessed her feelings to the cold and arrogant heartthrob Wu Changkong in public, only to be completely ignored by him!

Ye Yingluo had always been a highly competitive girl, and Wu Changkong's actions had undoubtedly broken her heart.

Because of this, her love turned to hate, and she desperately hoped to see Wu Changkong humiliated in public!

Behind Ye Yingluo stood the students of First Grade Class One, known as the strongest freshman class at East Sea Academy!

Right at the front, three male students walked in the lead; they were the three Soul Grand Master-level students of Class One!

Leading them was a tall youth who looked very composed, possessing a sense of maturity far beyond his peers.

To his right was a youth with a center-parted hairstyle, possessing feminine features and thin lips that made one feel an instinctive sense of revulsion!

The last youth appeared gaunt and thin, with cold eyes and a powerful, dark aura radiating from his body!

"Due to the typhoon, the Class Promotion Tournament was postponed. Today, we hold the fourth match: First Grade Class Five challenges First Grade Class One!"

"Teacher Wu, please send out the representatives for First Grade Class Five!"

Seeing that the contestants from both sides were in position, Long Hengxu spoke up.

Following Long Hengxu's voice, Zhao Tao led Gu Yue and Xie Xie as they strode onto the arena!

"Teacher Ye, please send out the representatives for First Grade Class One!"

Seeing the three of them take their places, Long Hengxu spoke again.

"Yangzi, teach them a lesson they won't forget!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Yingluo also gave a fierce instruction to the tall youth in the lead.

Soon, the three contestants from First Grade Class One also stood firm on the other side of the arena!

"Zhao Tao, Martial Soul Spring Autumn Cicada, level 19!"

"Gu Yue, Martial Soul Elementalist, level 17!"

"Xie Xie, Martial Soul Light Dragon Dagger, level 21!"

Looking at the three opponents across from them, Zhao Tao and the others wore confident smiles as they prepared for battle!

"Zhang Yangzi, Martial Soul Dark Phantom Eagle, level 22!"

The tall youth in the middle said calmly.

"Wei Xiaofeng, Martial Soul Green Shadow Snake, level 21!"

As the effeminate youth on the right spoke, he extended his right hand toward Zhao Tao and the others and gave them a thumbs-down.

"Wang Jinxi, Martial Soul Bone Dragon King, level 22!"

The last, scrawny youth spoke slowly as well.

"Brother Tao, Sister Yue, let's beat the hell out of that Wei Xiaofeng!"

Watching Wei Xiaofeng's provocative gesture, Xie Xie, standing to the side, gritted his teeth.

"Mm, let's make him bleed in a moment."

Hearing Xie Xie's words, Zhao Tao nodded.

"Sounds good, I've been finding him annoying too!"

As for Gu Yue, she also gave a slight nod, her eyes flickering with what seemed like thousands of elements.

Clearly, Wei Xiaofeng's actions had completely infuriated Gu Yue!

"Ahem, before the match begins, let me emphasize: the Class Promotion Tournament should be conducted in a spirit of harmony. Do not go overboard!"

"I hope you all behave yourselves. Anyone who dares to play dirty will have their class immediately disqualified from the Class Promotion Tournament!"

Watching the scene, which was thick with the scent of gunpowder, Long Hengxu frowned and deepened his tone.

After all, whether it was Zhao Tao and his group or Zhang Yangzi and his, both sides possessed immense potential!

Especially Zhang Yangzi and his two companions, who hailed from prestigious, influential families in East Sea City!

If any of them were to suffer an injury, he, a mere dean, could not bear the responsibility!

"Yes!"

Hearing Long Hengxu's words, Zhao Tao and the others responded in succession.

"Very well. I now announce that the second match of the Class Promotion Tournament officially begins!"

Seeing this, Long Hengxu let out a loud shout, declaring that this ultimate showdown between the first-year students had officially kicked off!