He Is Just a Child, the Fading Consciousness of Tang Wulin [Seeking Follow-up Reads]

"What on earth is that..."

Tang Wulin thought, feeling at a loss. How could such a situation occur? Could it be a hallucination?

At this moment, he was completely unaware that his originally bright black eyes were emitting bursts of red light.

Just as Tang Wulin's mind was filled with a thousand thoughts, a golden glare exploded in his brain. In an instant, a massive wave of dizziness caused him to lose consciousness, and he swayed as he collapsed toward the ground.

"Tang Wulin? Tang Wulin!"

"You..."

"Are you damn sure he's okay?"

Xie Xie's pupils dilated. He instinctively caught him, and with the help of Wei Xiaofeng beside him, they managed to steady him. He gritted his teeth and spoke.

Damn it, you bastard!

Also, Tang Wulin, you need to lose some weight!

"Let's go!"

"We need to find a teacher quickly. Teacher Lu Li doesn't seem to live at the school, so it looks like we can only find Teacher Wu..."

Xie Xie quickly hoisted Tang Wulin onto his back. He looked at the others, and the five of them headed toward the teaching building together, with Zhang Yangzi and the others also following by his side; the five of them moved as one.

But soon, Xie Xie stopped in his tracks.

"What are you doing? Why did you stop?"

Wei Xiaofeng asked, puzzled.

"He's a bit heavy."

"..."

Teacher's Apartment.

"Hoo..."

"Today, I must break through to become a Soul Saint!"

Wu Changkong's face was stern as he clenched his fists. Thinking of how powerful Lu Li was now, a deep sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart, which then turned into a surge of passionate determination.

He could not go on like this anymore!

His former rival had already become a four-word Battle Armor Master, while he was still a failure who hadn't even mastered his Avatar of the Martial Soul. If Bing'er were still alive, would she still love him like this?

He knew she would.

But he could not remain decadent forever. He had to find his former self. Today, at the very moment he was about to break through the bottleneck of the peak Soul Emperor realm...

A glimmer of light appeared on Wu Changkong's face. He sat cross-legged on the sofa, and just as he was about to begin cultivating, a loud knocking sounded at the door:

"Bang, bang, bang--"

"Teacher Wu, Teacher Wu, something terrible has happened!"

The voices of Xie Xie and the others came from outside the door, with Wei Xiaofeng making the most noise, as if he were afraid the room's soundproofing was too good.

Among them, only Tang Wulin's voice was missing.

"..."

A look of contemplation flashed across Wu Changkong's face. He thought the little ones had come at quite the right time, and then he rose at lightning speed.

He opened the door to see the unconscious Tang Wulin being carried on Wei Xiaofeng's back. The heavy weight seemed to have left him panting and exhausted.

"Why did Tang Wulin pass out?"

"Tell me, what is going on here?"

Wu Changkong frowned, stepped forward, and lifted Tang Wulin to place him on the bed. It was only then that they noticed Tang Wulin's face was deathly pale, his brows tightly furrowed.

This child...

What on earth is going on?

"Teacher Wu, we don't know either. We were on our way back to the dormitory. Tang Wulin was fine one second, and the next, he suddenly collapsed to the ground."

Xie Xie's face was written with confusion, but seeing his best friend's face so pale, his own expression turned grim. What kind of terror was the other boy enduring?

"Yeah!"

"I even thought he was just messing around..."

Wei Xiaofeng looked up, panting. Although he wasn't very eloquent, it was clear he didn't understand why either.

"Alright, I understand. I will take him for an examination. You all should head back..."

"Teacher, we want to stay with you and watch over Tang Wulin."

Before Wu Changkong could finish his sentence, the four of them spoke in unison, their voices righteous and firm.

Although they hadn't known each other for long, they had all witnessed Tang Wulin's journey from the weak talent of innate level three to where he was today. He was a companion they acknowledged.

They...

Would also take good care of him.

They knew Tang Wulin was the weakest, but this was not a reason to bully him; rather, it meant he was more deserving of everyone's care and protection, because...

They were partners.

"Oh? You are quite united."

Looking at the worried expressions of the few in front of him, a faint smile appeared on Wu Changkong's calm face, his eyes filled with gratification.

How wonderful.

A team with such love and care was what true partners were, the kind of close friends who would walk together into the future.

"However, there are so many of you, and you will disturb Tang Wulin. All of you, go back. Do you want to disturb him?"

The next moment, his expression turned cold and aloof once again, his tone carrying an unquestionable weight.

"This..."

"Yes, Teacher Wu!"

At this, the group was stunned for a moment, then nodded sensibly and quickly left.

Yet, on the way back to the dormitory, Wei Xiaofeng couldn't help but look at the other three.

"Is something wrong with my eyes? Just now, Teacher Wu seemed to..."

"Smile?"

"..."

"Teacher Wu, this child has no physical problems at all; all his bodily functions are perfectly normal."

"Even his mental power shows no major fluctuations, but looking at his expression, he seems to be suffering from some immense terror. In this situation, we cannot resort to forced awakening."

"If he were to become an idiot, that would be a disaster."

"I'm afraid I'm helpless here. In this situation, we can only wait for him to overcome it himself. All I can do is provide comprehensive observation..."

Inside the academy infirmary, the doctor Su Yuntao wore a grave expression, muttering to himself.

He had truly never seen a case like this—where the body was fine, yet the patient had inexplicably fallen into a coma while appearing to be trapped in a nightmare!

"..."

Wu Changkong's face was terrifyingly dark.

A little guy of only nine years old, why would he suffer such psychological intrusion, and how could he endure it?

He could guess that this genius, who had become a blacksmith relying on his Blue Silver Grass martial soul, must have unknown secrets, but no matter who he was—even if he were the son of the Sea God Tang San...

He was still just a tender child!

"Doctor Su, thank you."

"I will go find a friend of mine in another field. I leave Tang Wulin in your care."

Wu Changkong glanced at the doctor, gritted his teeth, and spoke. He didn't know what to do about this matter, but there was one person who certainly would...

Brother Lu Li!

Should he put the matter of the Four-Word Battle Armor on hold for now?

Our child is more important!

"Don't mention it, Teacher Wu."

"You know, my ancestor helped the great ancestor Tang San awaken his martial soul; I am a guardian angel!"

"With me here, I will definitely keep a close eye on him!"

Su Yuntao shook his head with a smile. Come to think of it, that ancestor even shared the same name as him!

But just then, a sudden change occurred.

Tang Wulin's previously stable electrocardiogram suddenly paused for a heartbeat, then began to fluctuate violently in an extremely irregular pattern.

"?"

Wu Changkong and Su Yuntao exchanged a silent look, and the latter said tremblingly:

"Um, should we start preparing for the funeral?"

"..."

At the same time.

Inside Tang Wulin's consciousness space.

"Where am I? Where is this place..."

In a void of absolute darkness, Tang Wulin's face was etched with terror, and he stood there, not daring to move.

"Xie Xie, Wei Xiaofeng, Zhang Yangzi, Wang Jinxi, did you come here too, or is it..."

"Is this a darkness that belongs only to me?"

He did not know that this was merely his own consciousness space; given his age and experience, it was impossible for him to conceive of such a thing.

He instinctively called out to the partners who had been by his side, but received only the echo of his own voice in return. The echoes repeated over and over, each time more chilling than the last.

This strong boy couldn't help but tremble in his legs, his eyes turning red like a frightened rabbit as tears welled up uncontrollably.

He was afraid.

Yet despite this, he still struggled to stand his ground, constantly cheering himself on in his heart: Dad said that a real man shouldn't cry, so he wouldn't cry...

After several minutes, Tang Wulin finally calmed his mood, took a deep breath, and gathering his courage, began to walk step by step.

In his subconscious, a golden light guided him toward the right path—one step, two steps, three steps...

Tang Wulin didn't know how long he had been walking, only that he followed the golden light until...

He saw a colossal entity.

"I..."

"Is there no way out?"

It was at this moment that all the light faded from Tang Wulin's eyes; he stared hollowly at the thing before him and swallowed hard.

Because...

It looked like a dragon.

A dragon at least several hundred meters tall, looking formidable no matter how one viewed it, yet locked tight by seals and devoid of any vitality—a...

Dead dragon!

"..."

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