Xie Xie: Angel Descends by My Side

"Mom made your favorite braised pork! I helped out too, I peeled the garlic and washed the greens!" Na'er excitedly tugged at his sleeve, pulling him inside. "Hurry and taste it, if it's delicious, make sure to shower Na'er with praise~"

Tang Heng couldn't help but chuckle, reaching out to ruffle her soft, fluffy silver hair.

"Alright, alright, as long as it's made by Na'er, I love it."

Na'er rubbed her cheek against his palm in contentment, looking just like a satisfied little kitten.

As Tang Heng draped an arm around her shoulders and turned to head into the living room, Na'er suddenly stopped in her tracks.

She leaned in close to Tang Heng's collar, her nose twitching slightly.

"Big Brother."

Tang Heng was stunned. What was this sudden change?

Na'er looked up, her eyes—usually bright and sparkling—suddenly turning hollow, like an endless tunnel.

"Why does Big Brother smell like another woman?"

Tang Heng froze.

Wait, Na'er, aren't you a Silver Dragon King? How is your sense of smell this sharp?

"It's nothing, just a young girl who chatted with me for a bit. Wulin can vouch for me."

Na'er looked toward Tang Wulin, who was standing behind them.

Tang Wulin hurriedly nodded, helping Tang Heng explain: "That's right, that's right. It was just Uncle Mu's daughter. She said a few words to Big Brother after the forging test ended, nothing happened at all."

Upon receiving this answer, the light gradually returned to Na'er's eyes.

"Big Brother must think Na'er is being unreasonable..."

Tang Heng smiled and flicked Na'er's delicate little nose:

"What are you thinking? How could I ever dislike Na'er? You're my best little sister!"

A mere loli who is about to pass her expiration date—how could she make me abandon a true young girl?

A girl who drops from the sky can never defeat a childhood sweetheart, okay?

Na'er beamed, her sorrow coming and going as quickly as it arrived, and she took Tang Heng's hand to head into the house together.

Dinner was sumptuous, and the taste was excellent.

At the table, Tang Heng recounted the day's events to his parents, exciting them so much they wanted to go polish the ancestral tablets.

Tang Ziran was in an especially good mood; a man who never drank, he actually pulled a bottle of fine wine from the cabinet today, dragging Lang Yue along to celebrate.

Hoping their son becomes a dragon, hoping their daughter becomes a phoenix.

That is all parents in this world ever ask for.

"My son will surely become a Titled Douluo in the future!"

Tang Ziran was tipsy, swaying as he walked, his mouth never stopping as he praised Tang Heng.

"Look at you, drinking like this. Don't you know you should be setting an example in front of the children?"

"Hehe, I'm happy~~ I'm willing!"

Lang Yue supported her husband, told the three little ones to clear the table, and then helped the wobbling Tang Ziran back to the bedroom.

While clearing the table, Tang Heng happened to overhear the conversation between the couple in the bedroom.

"Yueyue, do you think we're holding the children back?"

"W-what if those people from the Spirit Pagoda come looking for us again? I'm afraid it will delay Heng'er and the others."

"Oh, don't you worry. Don't we have Mr. Mu's protection now? You heard it too, how outstanding our son is. Don't let your mind wander to such things at a time like this."

"Heng'er is an obedient and sensible child; he's had his own ideas since he was small. I don't think you need to worry."

Tang Heng silently cleared the bowls and chopsticks, handing them to the kitchen for Tang Wulin and Na'er to wash.

He was well aware of his parents' identities.

The Qiangu clan held absolute power within the Spirit Pagoda, colluding in the shadows with various factions and the Holy Spirit Cult. His parents had once been involved in some unspeakable secret experiments within the Spirit Pagoda.

They had managed to escape due to some accident and had lived under assumed names ever since.

Yet, the fear known as the Spirit Pagoda had always hovered over the couple, like a nightmare that could descend at any moment.

"Qiangu family, you just wait. If I don't beat your entire lineage to death with three punches later, I'll consider it my loss."

Tang Heng whispered, and after coaxing his sister to sleep, he ran alone to the park outside the villa to cultivate.

The park was quiet. Because it was in a wealthy district, the landscaping was excellent, filled with trees over a decade old, and there was even a small artificial lake in the center.

Under the bright moonlight, Tang Heng released his Silver Dragon King martial soul. His figure quickly became slender and tall, his short black hair turning into long silver hair that reached his waist, fluttering slightly in the evening breeze.

Tang Heng leaned toward the lake surface, and by the moonlight, he could clearly see his reflection. Even though he had seen it many times, he couldn't help but praise himself:

"I look so good~"

Maybe in the future, I'll get a witch's hat and, once I obtain the staff transformed from the Silver Dragon Spear, I might even be called the Silver Dragon Witch.

Without delay, Tang Heng took off his shoes and leaped lightly, landing in the center of the lake.

His small, pearl-like feet stepped onto the lake surface without stirring a single ripple, for the water elements bowed beneath him, subject to his command.

Controlling fire with his left hand and ice with his right, with water under his feet, the three elements converged, separated, and gathered once more under his manipulation.

With a gentle toss into the air, the stable elemental forces instantly repelled each other, creating a violent energy fluctuation.

It was like igniting a brilliant firework.

The moment the three-element cluster exploded, and before the sound could even ring out, a flash of silver light streaked through Tang Heng's deep violet eyes.

He activated the power of space, swallowing the firework into the void.

The simple application of these four elements was merely an appetizer.

Tang Heng's spiritual power had now reached a full 1,200 points, officially stepping into the Spirit Sea Realm!

The improvements brought by the primary Spirit Ascension Platform were becoming increasingly marginal, much like the experience penalty mechanisms in online games; to continue raising his spiritual power efficiently, he would have to move to a higher-level Spirit Ascension Platform.

Even so, a spiritual power of over a thousand was enough for him to tower above his peers at his age, and after a period of training, he had already mastered the use of five different elements.

The night was still long, and Tang Heng planned to practice elemental control for a while longer before heading to the Soul Beast Forest in the Minecraft plane to level up.

He aimed to reach level thirty before his next birthday.

Xie Xie walked along the tree-lined path, hands in his pockets, his expression cold and arrogant.

"I wonder what the two new roommates arriving tomorrow will be like? I hope they're at least somewhat strong so they can serve as sparring partners for this young master."

Some time ago, the dean of students had informed him and his other roommate that new transfer students would be joining their class this semester, and they would be staying in their dormitory.

Word was they were from some backwater town?

Such people couldn't possibly shake his status in the class.

Xie Xie suddenly recalled the family he had encountered this morning.

Especially that line about being a "city bumpkin"—it was practically a slap to his face.

Thinking of it made his blood boil.

He was, after all, the young master of an Eastsea City mecha family; to be mocked by a country bumpkin was infuriating.

It was a pity the other party had left in Saint Craftsman Mu Chen's car; they likely had a significant background.

If he ran into them again, perhaps he could try to spar and vent his frustration.

Xie Xie kicked a stone off the side of the road, but suddenly hearing a noise nearby, he instinctively looked into the distance.

Under the moonlight, a slender figure stood barefoot on the lake surface. Her face, though youthful, already showed the makings of a great beauty, and she wore a look of indifference as she manipulated five distinct elements simultaneously.

For a moment, Xie Xie was stunned into silence.

"Is... is that an angel?"

The figure seemed to hear his soft whisper and, like a startled fawn, vanished in a flash of silver light.

Only the lingering elemental fluctuations in the air proved she had been there at all.

Xie Xie rubbed his eyes and muttered:

"Could I have been hallucinating just now?"