The Evil Soul Master Is Actually Me?

"Na'er? That's a lovely name, and your voice is lovely too." Tang Wulin helped her to her feet.

Na'er lowered her head and fell silent again.

"Where are your father and mother? Where is your home?" Tang Wulin asked.

Na'er shook her head.

"Gurgle!"

An odd, discordant sound suddenly rang out.

Tang Wulin hurriedly lowered his head and looked at his stomach, but quickly realized that the sound had not come from him. Though Na'er's lowered little face was covered in dust, a faint blush could still be seen beneath it.

"You're hungry? If you can't find your father and mother, come home with me. My mom's cooking is really delicious!" As Tang Wulin spoke, he grabbed Na'er's hand and headed toward his home.

Meanwhile, Nan Fusheng stood nearby, staring blankly at the two figures walking away, like the subway old man meme.

No, even if the two of us might become enemies in the future because of our opposing positions, was it really okay for you to value girls over friends like this? Especially that thing you said—you seemed to have said something similar to me just now!

"Mom, I'm back!" Before he even entered, Tang Wulin was already shouting from outside. Behind him stood Nan Fusheng, whom he had finally remembered, and Na'er, whose face still bore some mud stains.

"You child, keep your voice down. Don't disturb the neighbors." Tang Wulin's mother spoke with a hint of reproach as the door opened.

Tang Wulin's mother, Lang Yue, was not exceptionally beautiful, but she possessed a mature charm.

"How was school today? Hm? How did you get yourself so dirty?" Lang Yue frowned at her dust-covered son, then noticed Na'er, whose hand Tang Wulin was holding, as well as Nan Fusheng standing beside them.

"Mom, I ran into bad people." Tang Wulin vividly recounted what had just happened.

Naturally, Lang Yue dragged Tang Wulin inside and gave him a stern talking-to. But in the end, under Tang Wulin's pleading, she could only forgive him.

Lang Yue crouched down and looked at Na'er and Nan Fusheng, neither of whom had spoken. "Little ones, your names are Na'er and Nan Fusheng, right? Where are your fathers and mothers?"

Just as before, Na'er only shook her head without saying anything.

Nan Fusheng, on the other hand, spoke up. "Hello, Auntie. My home is in the building next door. My mother is there, and my father..." At that point, Nan Fusheng fell silent.

The atmosphere became somewhat quiet...

Lang Yue could tell that she had touched on something painful, so she immediately changed the subject.

"You three are all filthy. Let me wash you up first and get you changed."

Children of five or six naturally had no sense of gender differences. Lang Yue pulled the three mud-monkey-like children into the bathroom and washed them.

When Tang Wulin asked his mother why Na'er was different from him and Nan Fusheng, Lang Yue merely smiled without answering. Na'er, however, shyly hid behind Lang Yue.

"Wow, Na'er, you're so pretty!" Innocence knew no bounds. Sitting by the dining table, Tang Wulin rested his chin on both hands and blurted out the words as he looked at Na'er beside him, dressed in his clothes.

Tang Wulin's clothes hung rather loosely on Na'er. But that did nothing to diminish her beauty.

Her skin was even fairer than Tang Wulin's, soft and rosy as if water would seep out with the lightest pinch. Having just bathed, she gave off a faint, refreshing fragrance. Delicately lovely, she resembled a porcelain doll.

It was not yet dinner time, so Lang Yue brought out three plates of cookies and three glasses of milk for the three hungry children.

Though Na'er did not like talking, she did not hesitate when it came to eating. She ate incredibly fast, and before long, she had finished all the cookies and milk in front of her.

Seeing this, Nan Fusheng directly handed his plate of cookies over. "You can have these. I ate a lot at noon, so I'm not hungry now."

Na'er hesitated for a moment, but the temptation of the cookies was clearly too great. In the end, she began eating again.

Nan Fusheng drank his milk as he watched Lang Yue ask Na'er about her background. In the end, all they learned was that Na'er was five and a half years old; nothing else was known.

"Later, Mom will take Na'er to the Administrator and see whether we can find her family. Wulin, you and Fusheng play at home for a while first." Lang Yue ultimately left the house with Na'er, turning back to speak to Tang Wulin.

Na'er still spoke very little, merely following her out.

"Auntie, it's getting late. I should go home too, or my mom might worry."

Nan Fusheng spoke up.

"All right, but remember to come play often."

Since she knew Nan Fusheng lived next door, Lang Yue was not worried about him. She merely turned back, patted his head, and spoke gently.

Nan Fusheng's home was not large. There was a living room of just over ten square meters, a small kitchen, a bathroom, and two rooms each under ten square meters. That was the entirety of their home.

After returning home, Nan Fusheng headed straight for one of the rooms. It had originally been his parents' room.

Nan Fusheng directly opened the door and entered. He saw a figure lying on the bed. The steady rise and fall of her chest showed that she was alive. This was his mother, "Lan Yuxi."

Seeing that "Lan Yuxi" was safe and sound, Nan Fusheng slowly let out a breath. Then he raised his right hand, and a translucent "Bug" slowly appeared. It was his Martial Soul.

Nan Fusheng placed his Martial Soul onto Lan Yuxi's body. The "Bug Martial Soul" gradually faded on Lan Yuxi's body before finally disappearing.

Nan Fusheng closed his eyes and sensed the inside of his body. Suddenly, a trace of Vitality appeared within him, then slowly merged into his body.

"As expected." Nan Fusheng opened his eyes and walked out of the room, leaving Lan Yuxi lying alone on the bed.

In the living room, Nan Fusheng sat on the sofa, considering what path he should take in the future. First, he could follow the protagonist group. That would make it easier for him to keep track of the plot's development, and it was one of his current advantages.

As for his relationship with Na'er, the Silver Dragon King, he had not thought too much about it. Clearly, Na'er treated him completely differently from how she treated Tang Wulin. No, it would be more accurate to say that Na'er treated "Tang Wulin" differently from everyone other than Tang Wulin.

There was nothing to be done about that. After all, he did not possess the Golden Dragon King's bloodline or a God Core. But that might not necessarily remain true in the future. That was also why he had become friends with Tang Wulin. After all, it was easy to dodge an open spear, but hard to guard against an arrow shot from the shadows.

At the same time, he had discovered his Martial Soul's ability. It could slowly absorb another person's Vitality. Though the effect was not obvious, it could indeed absorb it. Of course, this ability had certain limitations.

First, he had to remain beside the target and place his Martial Soul on the target's body before he could absorb it. The speed was not fast either; that was this ability's drawback.

Second, it was unclear how effective this ability would be at draining Vitality from living people. After all, Lan Yuxi was his Marionette. Whether it could absorb a Soul Master's Soul Power was also still unknown.

Finally, this ability could easily be classified as belonging to the Evil Soul Master type.

Though, in a sense, he could also be considered an Evil Soul Master.