Tang San: As Expected of My Son, the Advantage Is Mine! [Seeking Follow-up Reads]

"It's a dragon..."

Tang Wulin's eyes widened, staring blankly at the scene before him. Not far away, a dragon whose height seemed to reach the heavens stood motionless.

It was a dragon, a Golden Dragon.

A dragon at least several hundred meters tall, looking formidable in every way, yet bound by eighteen seals and devoid of any life force. A...

Dead dragon!

"Dead..."

"Is it dead?"

Tang Wulin took a deep breath, his initial terror easing slightly. That meant he wouldn't be eaten as lunch.

However...

This sense of relief didn't last long.

If a dragon could die here, could he really survive? Wasn't his own death approaching rapidly?

Tang Wulin didn't dare to move. He blinked, seemingly pondering how to survive. Quietly, a glimmer of blue light lit up in his hand; it was his Blue Silver Grass.

He could use his martial soul—that was great!

A plan immediately formed in his mind. This way, he would have at least some chance of retaliation. But just as he thought this, his gaze fell upon the giant dragon's eyes.

Even though it was a dead dragon, the moment Tang Wulin locked eyes with it, a pair of brutal dragon pupils flashed with a golden light, filled with blood-red hues, as if staring at prey.

Slowly, the pressure belonging to a dragon erupted in that instant, rushing toward him like a tidal wave.

"It's, it's alive!"

Tang Wulin's face turned pale with fright, despair written all over it. Perhaps driven by an ultimate instinct for survival, his legs suddenly became incredibly nimble; he turned and bolted.

"I have my first soul skill, Blue Silver Has Spirit! I'm not afraid of you! Take this, Blue Silver Entanglement—"

"Huh... it broke?"

"Brother Lu Li, Dad, Mom... anyway, even if it's the Sea God or Asura God Tang San, can someone please save me—"

Tang Wulin ran with all his might, shouting the names of every hero he knew, even adding Tang San to the list.

Just as the Golden Dragon was about to reach him, he saw a beam of blue light in the distance, which instantly enveloped his entire body.

In that moment, he hazily saw a divine figure. Without a shred of hesitation, he shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Brother Lu Li, save me—"

"..."

A blinding light appeared. Tang Wulin snapped his eyes open, only to see his assistant homeroom teacher, Wu Changkong. The two stared at each other, both looking bewildered.

"Teacher Wu, why are you here?"

"I... where is this?"

Tang Wulin asked subconsciously, panting for breath.

"You fainted earlier. This is the infirmary."

Wu Changkong said indifferently, gesturing toward the latter. However, his cold eyes couldn't help but flash with contemplation. That this child could wake up, was it perhaps because of Brother Lu Li...?

Is this the positive guidance and assistance brought by a role model?

"I fainted?"

"So that means everything before was just a dream..."

Tang Wulin's eyes brightened. He didn't speak, feeling that everything before him didn't seem like an illusion. He greedily inhaled the fresh air in the room, his face already covered in joy.

Being able to survive, it's just too good...

"Child, your name is Tang Wulin, right? It's truly great that you're alive."

Su Yuntao, standing to the side, waved at Tang Wulin happily, clearly not expecting the suffocating child to actually survive.

Rounding it up, he had basically saved a dead child, right? He hadn't disgraced the name of his ancestors!

"Uh... thank you, Doctor."

"And thank you for your concern, Teacher Wu."

Tang Wulin's face twitched, but he expressed his gratitude nonetheless.

But wasn't your congratulation a bit too crude!

"Tang Wulin, what happened to you earlier? Why did you suddenly collapse on the road?"

Wu Changkong looked toward Tang Wulin, his cold face wearing a serious expression. A mysterious fainting spell was already unusual, and furthermore...

After the boy's heartbeat had stopped, his body had been covered in a blue light—a blue light completely different from his Blue Silver Grass, a deep blue without any impurities.

Could it be the Blue Silver Emperor, the ancestral bloodline of the Blue Silver Grass?

Not to mention that Tang Wulin's Innate Soul Power was only level three and his martial soul talent for this life was mediocre at best, such power was simply impossible for a Blue Silver Grass soul master to maintain.

It couldn't be that Lord Sea God had intervened, could it?

"I don't know either. My head just felt heavy, I instantly blacked out, and then I arrived in a pitch-black world."

Tang Wulin shook his head. Naturally, he wouldn't tell the other party about the previous situation. He would only tell people he truly trusted about such things: his dad, his mom, and...

Big Brother Lu Li.

"Is that so."

Wu Changkong wasn't too surprised by this. A nine-year-old child naturally couldn't be expected to know much.

"Then, did you have any unusual reactions before you woke up?"

Wu Changkong continued to ask.

"Unusual reactions... There was a blue light attracting me, so I ran toward it and came out. Other than that, there was nothing."

Tang Wulin said earnestly. This was what he deemed safe to say; as for that Golden Dragon...

Just thinking about it was scary, so he couldn't talk about it!

"Blue light, Blue Silver Grass, is it..."

"That might mean there is a problem with your martial soul, but based on your situation, I still know nothing."

"I need to ask your parents about this to determine a specific examination plan. What are their martial souls?"

Wu Changkong nodded slightly and turned to ask.

"Teacher Wu, please don't."

"My mom and dad are just ordinary people. They don't have martial souls, nor are they spirit masters. They wouldn't know about these things..."

Hearing this, Tang Wulin shook his head repeatedly, clearly worried that the other party would tell his parents.

He was just an ordinary person.

His mom and dad were even more ordinary than ordinary people; they couldn't even afford the money for a spirit soul, so how could they possibly know about his situation?

If his mom and dad found out, they would definitely be heartbroken and cry. He should just bear these things himself...

"..."

"You are a sensible child."

"I understand. For now, I will have Doctor Su give you a comprehensive physical examination, and then you can go back and rest."

"Teacher Lu Li is out for the next two days. If you need anything, you can come to me."

Wu Changkong looked at the worry contained in the boy's expression and glanced at his simple clothing, then sighed.

What a good child, but even if he promised to his face, he couldn't possibly avoid asking about it later.

"Yes, Teacher Wu!"

Tang Wulin's eyes lit up. He got off the bed and walked to the side of Su Yuntao, who gestured for him to follow.

"Doctor brother, may I ask what your name is?"

"Hahahaha, me? My name is Su Yuntao. You can just call me Brother Tao. My ancestors were top-tier awakening masters who once helped Tang San awaken his martial soul..."

Tang Wulin followed him as they left.

In a place where no one could notice, right next to Tang Wulin, a golden-blue phantom remained by his side, nodding with a smile.

"Wulin is very good—filial, sensible, and knows what should and shouldn't be said. He is truly worthy of being..."

"The son of me, the Sea God and Asura God, Tang San."

The phantom said in a voice only he could hear.

He was Old Tang, also known as the Sea God and the Asura God.

He was the very same Tang San who, twenty thousand years ago, had suppressed an era, overthrown the Martial Soul Empire, led the people of the continent to a happy life, and set it on the right path.

He was also Tang Wulin's biological father. As for the entity present right now, it was merely a wisp of his divine consciousness.

"It seems those two have raised Wulin very well. Even without me by his side, he will become a fine person. He already has the look of me when I was young..."

"..."