Surprise!

Fang Yang stared at Tang Wulin, who was curled up on the ground. His body was still trembling unconsciously, and his face was pale as paper.

"Forget it, Tang Wulin..."

Fang Yang sighed softly, his voice carrying a hint of complicated emotion.

His fingertips brushed across his Storage Ring, and a mass of deep blue Sea God Power answered his call, flowing through his palm with a gentle glow.

This power had originally belonged to Sea God Tang San, yet now it would be used to save his son, Tang Wulin.

Fang Yang was not a heartless person. After spending so much time with Tang Wulin, he had long regarded him as a friend.

But if Tang Wulin became an obstacle in the future... a trace of Killing Intent flashed through his eyes.

The blue ball of light suddenly trembled violently, as though it had sensed something.

Fang Yang hesitated no longer and slowly injected the Sea God Power into Tang Wulin's body.

As Sea God Divine Power entered his body, Tang Wulin's pale face gradually regained its color, and his trembling body calmed down.

Suddenly, a dazzling Blue Light burst from within him.

"Bloodline Awakening?"

Fang Yang raised an eyebrow.

As the son of a God King, Tang Wulin's talent was naturally extraordinary.

His sister possessed Twin Martial Souls and full innate Soul Power, so he could not be inferior.

If not for the Golden Dragon King Divine Core suppressing him, he should have awakened Twin Martial Souls. Now that the Golden Dragon King Bloodline had been stripped away, the Sea God Power instead stimulated his dormant bloodline potential.

Five lights—blue, red, green, yellow, and black—flashed alternately across Tang Wulin's body, with the yellow light being the weakest.

After sensing him carefully, Fang Yang could not help revealing a look of surprise.

"Five mixed bloodlines..."

Sea God Bloodline, Asura Bloodline, Blue Silver Emperor Bloodline, Haotian Bloodline, and the weakest Human Bloodline intertwined within Tang Wulin's body.

A sharp glint flashed in Fang Yang's eyes, and an idea formed in his mind. The corner of his mouth slightly raised into a Meaningful smile. "Tang San, aren't you planning to use your son Tang Wulin as a chess piece to carry out your Ten Thousand Year Plan? Today, I'll give you a surprise!"

With a raise of his hand, Myriad Fires surged forth and enveloped Tang Wulin completely.

The Heavenly Flames did not burn his flesh. Instead, they seeped directly into the depths of his bloodline.

"Refine!"

The five bloodlines began to merge and reorganize under the tempering of the Heavenly Flames.

Using the Human Bloodline as the foundation, Fang Yang melted all the power of the other four bloodlines into it.

This was an act of defying fate. He intended to completely erase every method Tang San had left within Tang Wulin's body.

Within the flames, Tang Wulin's body underwent an astonishing transformation.

His originally chaotic bloodlines were sorted out and remolded. The Human Bloodline took the lead, while the remaining powers transformed into Martial Soul Origin.

When the Heavenly Flames dispersed, Tang Wulin's Martial Souls had completed their transformation.

Blue Silver Grass evolved into the Blue Silver Emperor, then fused with Sea God Power to become the deep-blue Sea God Blue Silver Emperor.

At the same time, his second awakened Martial Soul, the Clear Sky Hammer, absorbed Asura Killing Intent and became the dark-red Asura Clear Sky Hammer.

Fang Yang sized up the transformed Tang Wulin with satisfaction, a trace of relief flashing through his eyes.

He said softly, "From today onward, Tang Wulin, you are no longer anyone's chess piece. You live only for yourself!"

As those words fell, Tang Wulin's fate changed.

Afterward, Fang Yang waved his hand and lifted the Heaven Sealing Divine Prohibition. The Heavenly Flame Plaza gradually returned to normal, and the dark-red sky receded like a tide.

Outside, it was already dusk, and the lingering rays of the setting sun spilled through the clouds onto the earth.

"Time to leave." Fang Yang murmured softly, taking the still-sleeping Tang Wulin out of the Heavenly Flame Bead Inner Space.

After returning outside, Fang Yang gently shook Tang Wulin's shoulder. "Wulin, wake up. It's almost dark."

Tang Wulin's eyebrows twitched slightly as his consciousness slowly rose from deep sleep.

He felt that he had slept for an unusually long time. At first, there had been heart-wrenching pain, but later it became warm and comfortable, as though he had been soaking in a hot spring.

"Where am I...?" Tang Wulin mumbled indistinctly as he slowly opened his eyes.

"You're awake?" Fang Yang's voice came from beside him.

Tang Wulin froze as his memories gradually returned. Suddenly, his eyes widened. "Fang Yang! Why did you knock me out just now?"

"I was afraid you'd be too upset and do something foolish." The corner of Fang Yang's mouth slightly raised.

Tang Wulin scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed. "How could I possibly..."

"It's getting late..." Fang Yang looked up at the darkening sky and interrupted him.

Only then did Tang Wulin realize how late it was. "Ah! I have to hurry home, or Mom and dad will worry."

He was about to turn and leave when Fang Yang called out to him. "Wulin, wait a moment."

"Fang Yang, What Matter?" Tang Wulin turned back in confusion.

Fang Yang took out the Crystal Ball containing the Hundred Year Mandala Snake Soul Spirit from his Storage Ring and held it out before Tang Wulin. "This is for you. It should be helpful."

The crystalline Crystal Ball glimmered faintly beneath the sunset. Tang Wulin recognized this precious Hundred Year Soul Spirit at a glance.

His fingers trembled slightly, but he did not immediately accept it.

"Fang Yang, this is too valuable. I can't accept it."

Tang Wulin shook his head in refusal, his voice hesitant. "I'd better fuse with that Artificial Grass Snake Soul Spirit. That one suits me better..."

"I'm not giving it to you for free. Take it when I tell you to take it. Aren't you learning forging? Pay me back once you've earned money. Besides, when I want to learn forging in the future, you'd better teach me properly."

Fang Yang stuffed the Crystal Ball into his hand as he spoke.

Tang Wulin gripped the Crystal Ball tightly, his eyes growing slightly hot.

He took a deep breath and nodded solemnly. "Fang Yang, I will definitely repay you for this Hundred Year Soul Spirit. When you want to learn forging in the future, I'll teach you well!"

"Mm, I'm leaving first. You should head home early too." Fang Yang waved, then turned and disappeared into the twilight.

Tang Wulin stood where he was, watching Fang Yang's retreating figure gradually fade into the distance, his eyes shimmering with tears.

At his loneliest and most helpless moment, Fang Yang had stayed by his side. Now, he had even given him such a precious Soul Spirit...

I can only repay him with my body!

Ahem, ahem, just kidding, don't take it seriously!!!

As the sun set, the two figures headed in different directions beneath the lingering glow.

But this time, Tang Wulin's steps were lighter than usual, and his heart was filled with unprecedented hope.

When Tang Wulin returned home, Tang Ziran and Lang Yue had already been worried sick. Thankfully, their son had returned...

When Tang Wulin pushed open the door, the warm lights inside were lit.

Tang Ziran and Lang Yue had waited anxiously for a long time. When they saw their son's figure, their hanging hearts finally settled.

"Wulin!" Lang Yue hurried forward and tightly held her son's shoulders with both hands, her eyes slightly red. "Where did you go? Mom was worried sick."

Tang Ziran stood behind his wife, his eyes full of self-reproach and heartache.

During the time Tang Wulin had run out, he had come to understand many things. Regardless of blood ties, this child was the son he regarded as his own.

Tang Ziran's voice was somewhat hoarse as he looked at Tang Wulin. "Dad wants to apologize to you. Tomorrow, I'll go get you a better Soul Spirit. I definitely..."

Tang Wulin shook his head, a bright smile blooming across his face. "Dad, there's no need."

He carefully took the faintly glowing Crystal Ball from his clothes. "Fang Yang gave me a Hundred Year Mandala Snake Soul Spirit. Once I earn money through forging in the future, I can slowly pay him back."

Tang Ziran was astonished. Naturally, he understood how important this Soul Spirit was.

"That child Fang Yang..."

Lang Yue looked at the father and son, then clapped her hands at the right moment. "Alright, alright, whatever you have to say can wait until you eat. Wulin must be starving. Mom made your favorite Braised Pork Ribs."

"Really?" Tang Wulin's eyes lit up, and his stomach let out a timely growl, making all three of them laugh.