The Silver Dragon Appears

That afternoon, when Red Mountain Academy let out...

As Tang Wulin and Nan Fusheng walked out of Red Mountain Academy together, Tang Wulin's face was full of unhappiness. Nothing in all his years had ever frustrated him as much as what he had encountered today.

He had grown up in an ordinary commoner's family, but his home was harmonious. His parents loved each other deeply and doted on him. Even when he made mistakes, they patiently taught him.

But today at the academy, he experienced what "difficulty" meant for the first time. Because his Martial Soul was Blue Silver Grass, apart from his good friend Nan Fusheng, his classmates excluded him, and even the teacher was not particularly warm toward him.

That afternoon, while guiding the students in meditation, the teacher spent almost the least amount of time with him. Why almost? Because Nan Fusheng was the same.

"My Martial Soul... is it really that bad?" The unhappiness on Tang Wulin's face gradually turned into stubborn determination. "Even if my Martial Soul is bad, I'll definitely become a great Soul Master. Nan Fusheng was right. There are no useless Martial Souls, only useless Soul Masters. Success is ninety-nine percent effort and one percent talent. If my Martial Soul isn't good enough, then I'll work especially hard!"

Watching Tang Wulin, whom he had spent all afternoon brainwashing, Nan Fusheng was somewhat speechless. This kid was far too easy to fool. He had merely fed Tang Wulin a little poisonous chicken soup from his past life, yet he had actually believed it.

Nothing in the world is difficult if one puts one's heart into it. That saying did not work very well on Douluo Continent, where bloodlines and Martial Souls determined nearly everything.

Still, there was one thing he had not fooled Tang Wulin about: he would definitely become a powerful Soul Master in the future. With the Golden Dragon King Bloodline and the bloodline of a God King's son, grandparents above him who were the Plane Master and the Life Core, and three chances for his God King father to intervene, as long as he proceeded step by step, becoming a god was practically guaranteed.

"Fusheng, if you don't have anything to do after school, do you want to come to my house for dinner? My mom's cooking is really delicious."

Meanwhile, Tang Wulin had slowly worked his way out of his gloom. He was cheerful by nature, and after thinking things through, coupled with Nan Fusheng's encouragement, the day's oppression naturally dissipated. But just then, his stomach growled. His little face reddened, yet he did not forget to invite Nan Fusheng beside him.

"Sure." Nan Fusheng agreed without a second thought. This had been one of his goals from the start.

As Tang Wulin and Nan Fusheng walked along, a small figure by the roadside suddenly caught his attention.

Though the afternoon sunlight was not as intense as at noon, the weather was very good today, so the sunlight still brought a hint of warmth when it fell upon one's body. What drew Tang Wulin's attention was a flash of silver beneath the sunlight.

A little girl was crouching by the roadside. She looked even younger than him, yet she had a head of short silver hair. Sunlight shone upon that rare hair color, naturally reflecting light.

It seemed that something unseen was drawing them toward each other. The little girl raised her head to look at him. Her face was dirty, and combined with her somewhat worn clothes, she looked like a little beggar. Yet aside from her silver short hair, she also possessed a pair of extraordinary eyes.

Her eyes were large, their pupils like two clear purple crystals. Even from some distance away, Tang Wulin seemed able to see his own reflection in them. Her long eyelashes naturally curled upward.

As their eyes met, the little girl did not avoid his gaze. Her beautiful large eyes merely held a trace of surprise and uncertainty.

Here she is, the Silver Dragon King, Nan Fusheng thought to himself.

This was Nan Fusheng's first time seeing the famed Silver Dragon King. How should he put it? She truly was beautiful. Even though she was only a child now, it was not hard to tell that she would certainly grow into a beauty capable of toppling nations.

Combined with that white hair, it was no wonder so many fanfics liked making her the female lead.

"Little girl, where are your parents?" Just then, several shady young men were also drawn over by that head of silver hair and approached the little girl.

The little girl ignored them and lowered her head again.

The young men exchanged glances. One of them said, "Silver hair is really rare! Maybe she's one of those foreign races from the other two continents. The underground black market will probably like someone like her, and her eyes are purple too."

Greed immediately appeared in the other young men's eyes, and they nodded to one another.

The young man who had spoken earlier crouched down. "Hey, little sister. Where's your family?"

The little girl lowered her head and shook it, but said nothing.

The young man smiled. "Are you hungry? Big brother can take you to eat something tasty. How about it?"

The little girl shook her head again, this time much more forcefully.

The young man signaled to his companions. Reaching out, he grabbed the little girl's arm and pulled her up from the ground, while the others gathered around to block the view from outside.

Amid the little girl's cry of alarm, the young man had already slung her over his shoulder.

"What are you doing?" Just then, a childish shout rang out, startling the young men.

When they turned around, they could not help showing embarrassed anger. The ones standing up for her were actually two little kids: one was a pretty little boy who was not even as tall as their waists, while the other was a skinny little boy with dark circles under his eyes.

A trace of viciousness appeared in the eyes of one young man at the back. He raised a foot and kicked at Tang Wulin. "You little brat, you dare meddle in other people's business?"

Seeing this, Nan Fusheng immediately pulled Tang Wulin aside, causing the young man's kick to miss.

Meanwhile, a fierce expression appeared on the face of the young man carrying the little girl. The commotion had already attracted the attention of some passersby; this was a public street, after all.

With a flick of his wrist, a dagger flashing with cold light appeared in his palm. He gestured it at Tang Wulin. "If you don't want to die, get lost!"

Seeing this, Nan Fusheng immediately shouted, "We're both Soul Masters registered with the Federation government and the Spirit Pagoda. If you hurt us, be careful you don't get hauled off to the station!"

"Damn it!" Perhaps intimidated by Nan Fusheng's words, the leading young man snorted angrily with an unwilling expression. He set the little girl down from his shoulder, then hurried off in disgrace with his companions.

The little girl stumbled and fell flat on her bottom. Tang Wulin hurried over and crouched beside her. "Don't be afraid. I'm a man, and I'll protect you!"

The little girl raised her head to look at him. Up close, those large purple eyes appeared even more beautiful, and a mist of tears seemed to rise within them.

"Don't cry, don't cry. I already chased the bad guys away. My name is Tang Wulin, and that one over there is Nan Fusheng. What's your name?"

The little girl blanked out for a moment before finally speaking for the first time. "My name is Na'er."