Faith Power

"So this is the child you mentioned?" Ya Li asked softly, looking at Tang Wulin's pale face on the hospital bed.

"Please, Your Excellency, help him," Wu Zhangkong said in a low voice.

Though his tone remained icy, Ya Li could still hear the plea in it.

Ya Li nodded gently and reached out, lightly placing her hand over Tang Wulin's forehead.

Jade-green light flowed from her palm and enveloped Tang Wulin, but in the next moment, Ya Li's brows lifted slightly.

Ya Li immediately increased the flow of Soul Power. When pure life energy wrapped around Tang Wulin's entire body, an even purer life energy emerged from within him, spreading outward.

Finally sensing this, Ya Li stopped pouring in Soul Power. Just as she was about to straighten up, a sudden wave of dizziness struck her. Wu Zhangkong, standing nearby, was about to reach out and support her, but stopped the next moment. Ya Li's status was exceptional, and as a junior, he did not dare overstep his bounds.

Fortunately, Ya Li recovered quickly. After waving to Wu Zhangkong to indicate that she was fine, she said, "This child must have encountered some great opportunity. A very powerful life energy is hidden within his body, protecting him. But for some reason, that life energy has been suppressed."

"During the treatment just now, I stirred that life energy. It will repair the damage to his body, and he should recover soon. His talent should not be affected either."

Hearing Ya Li say this, the three people present finally breathed sighs of relief. Mang Tian in particular had tears rolling from the corners of his eyes.

What they did not know was that within Tang Wulin's body, among the eighteen seals that sealed the Golden Dragon King Origin, the illusory blue figure slowly closed his eyes. A faint thread of Faith Power was gradually merging into his body.

"I never expected that someone on Douluo Continent could still gather Faith Power. Unfortunately, without the God Realm, keeping this Faith Power on him is useless. I might as well use it to recover what I have consumed. That way, I will have one more chance to act." His mutter echoed within the seal before fading away. Then he closed his eyes once more and sank into slumber.

Under Wu Zhangkong's escort, Ya Li left the hospital. But when she boarded the soul-guided car and prepared to depart, her gaze drifted involuntarily toward that hospital room.

During Tang Wulin's treatment, Ya Li had felt as if she had lost something important. Yet when she examined herself inwardly, she found no trace of anything unusual.

But as a Rank 98 Title Douluo, Ya Li knew perfectly well that she would never suffer from delusions under normal circumstances. For the time being, however, she could not determine the reason. Still, the pure life energy within Tang Wulin had greatly piqued her interest.

As one of Shrek's higher-ups, she was certain that no one on Douluo Continent could possibly control such pure life energy. Even Bi Ji, the Emerald Swan, a Fierce Beast with nearly six hundred thousand years of cultivation, was only her equal in healing ability and understanding of life energy. Bi Ji could not possibly surpass her.

"Where did that incomparably pure life energy come from? And what was suppressing that life energy?" Such thoughts lingered in Ya Li's mind.

After seeing Ya Li off, Wu Zhangkong also let out a breath of relief. He returned to the hospital room, gave Cen Yue and Mang Tian a few instructions, then left. Though he was deeply worried about Tang Wulin, he still had other students at Eastsea Academy.

"Who exactly is that person?"

Only after Wu Zhangkong had left did Mang Tian raise this question.

"I don't know." Cen Yue shook his head. Though he was considered someone of importance in the Blacksmith Association of Eastsea City, he was nothing on the level of the Federation as a whole.

"Still, it seems that he has deep ties with Shrek Academy. For little Wulin to become his disciple is that boy's good fortune." Cen Yue sighed.

Mang Tian did not know what to say either. After going through this incident, he even felt that it might not be so bad if Tang Wulin could not become a powerful soul master. At least he would not disregard his own safety in desperate pursuit of cultivation. But what had happened to him this time had merely been a "natural disaster."

The next day.

In the classroom of Class One, Grade One, Zhang Yangzi and Wang Jinxi were receiving the concern of their classmates. Once everyone learned that the two of them were unharmed, they began asking about their Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

"Jinxi and I have had our Martial Soul Fusion Skill since childhood. We just can't control it proficiently yet. This time, the backlash was caused by a mistake, so it really isn't suitable to demonstrate it in front of everyone," Zhang Yangzi explained helplessly.

"So that's how it is. As expected of a Martial Soul Fusion Skill—it really is amazing."

Even though they were all soul masters, they were only children around ten years old. Upon learning that the two possessed a Martial Soul Fusion Skill, many of them longed to see it with their own eyes. Yet after being refused, they did not feel dissatisfied. Instead, they felt that this was only right. After all, it was a legendary Martial Soul Fusion Skill!

Zhang Yangzi handled the situation fairly smoothly, but Wang Jinxi was getting a bit of a headache. He had always been a quiet and reserved child, and being surrounded by so many classmates at once was truly more than he could handle.

Fortunately, Yun Chen and Xu Xiaoyan entered the classroom at that moment, immediately drawing the attention of many students.

The topic in the classroom shifted from concern for Zhang Yangzi and Wang Jinxi to praise for Yun Chen. Yun Chen merely responded with a smile. It had only been a sparring match among first-years at Eastsea Academy, not enough to make him complacent. Yun Chen knew very well that there were still countless powerful opponents on this continent.

Only when the bell rang did the students gradually return to their seats. Ye Yingluo entered the classroom along with the bell, but her expression was far from pleasant.

The students of Class One were also curious about this. They had won the Class Promotion Tournament, so shouldn't their teacher have been happy? Why did she look so unhappy?

Seeing Ye Yingluo's expression, Yun Chen guessed that she had been informed about the plan for "Class Zero." The geniuses originally belonging to her class were going to be transferred away. This teacher, whose unfulfilled love had turned her personality obsessive and twisted, was probably not feeling very pleased.

But Ye Yingluo had no power to stop the academy's arrangements. Thus, the plan for Class Zero continued to advance steadily. The academy was simply still making preparations and had not announced it directly yet.