Golden Lion: Ape God is Awesome (Seeking Follow-up Reads)

Tang Heng gave up; unless this thing had a plus-one-hundred luck bonus, he wouldn't touch it again.

"When you evolve in the future, I'll let you open it again."

Rubbing the Golden Lion's large head, Tang Heng took a bone from his backpack and tossed it over for her to gnaw on.

The Golden Lion flicked her tail, ran over to pick up the bone, and retreated into her doghouse to enjoy the treat.

Having finally attained a physical form, she had to enjoy life as much as possible.

Watching the Golden Lion in this state, Tang Heng truly couldn't see a shred of her former nobility or elegance.

Perhaps, many years ago, the ancestors of dogs became what they are today, step by step, just like this.

Ape God is awesome!

Leaving the Golden Lion there, Tang Heng returned to the Douluo Continent plane.

The night was quiet. A small orange lamp had been left on for him at the entrance, and the lights inside were extinguished; he assumed the family had already gone to sleep.

Tang Heng tiptoed into Na'er's bedroom.

On the bed, Na'er was sleeping soundly, her delicate little nose emitting soft, sweet snores.

Tang Heng hesitated for a moment, his eyes filled with conflict and struggle.

In the end, he reached out his hand—

—and gently tucked the blanket around Na'er.

Standing by the bedside, Tang Heng couldn't help but mutter softly, "Phew, this little girl loved kicking off her blanket when we slept together before. Good thing I checked today."

Even though this girl wasn't a normal human—or rather, not human at all—logically speaking, she should never encounter something like a common cold in her life.

But if the wife of a God King could die of illness, who was to say a Dragon King couldn't catch a cold or run a fever?

Leaving Na'er's room, Tang Heng went to check on Tang Wulin's room.

Inside, Tang Wulin was sitting cross-legged on his bed, his Gold-Patterned Blue Silver Grass drifting gently in his palm.

"Good lad, still meditating and cultivating. He truly is my brother."

Having confirmed Tang Wulin's status, Tang Heng returned to his own room.

Time to rest; tomorrow, he would welcome a new school life.

The next day.

The two brothers took their respective luggage, said goodbye to their parents and sister, and then climbed into Mu Chen's car to head to the academy for registration.

Mu Chen's vehicle was far too conspicuous in Eastsea City.

As soon as the two brothers stepped out of the car, they drew the attention of many students.

"Isn't that Chairman Mu's car? Why are two little boys getting out of it? They look quite handsome, though a bit too green~"

"Are you really trying to rob the cradle? Go look in a mirror."

"You want to die? I'm only thirteen this year, as beautiful as a flower!"

Right next to them was Eastsea Academy, filled with students from the intermediate and advanced divisions, who were generally older than those at the primary academy.

Hearing the teasing from the older girls, Tang Wulin scratched his head in embarrassment, his expression looking quite shy.

"Keep your spirits up, don't lose face!"

"Ah? O-okay."

Tang Heng took his brother's hand and quickly pushed through the crowd without lingering.

Following the academy's signs, he soon found the dean's office.

"Knock, knock, knock."

"Please come in."

Upon receiving permission, Tang Heng led his brother and pushed open the heavy mahogany door.

Dean Hao Ren pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses. Without looking up from the documents on his desk, he asked, "May I ask what you need?"

Several teachers were standing nearby, seemingly there to report on their work.

"Good day, Dean. Good day, teachers."

"My name is Tang Heng, and this is my brother, Tang Wulin. We are transfer students for this year. This is our letter of recommendation; please take a look, Dean."

Transfer students? Hao Ren paused, then suddenly remembered that such a matter had indeed come up recently.

He recalled that it was the Blacksmith Association that had sent someone to say two children would be transferring from that rural backwater, Proud Arrival City.

Hao Ren looked up, his gaze measuring the two brothers before him.

In terms of appearance, both the older and younger child were indeed outstanding, especially Tang Heng, who gave him a sense of composure and looked more mature than his peers.

But this was a Soul Master Academy, not some celebrity arts school; what mattered here were martial souls and soul power.

However, since they were guaranteed by the Blacksmith Association, their quality should be passable.

Hao Ren took the sealed file from Red Mountain Academy that Tang Heng handed over, noting the express stamp on the seal and the gold star pattern representing an excellent graduate.

Aren't you transfer students? Why are you using this seal?

Hao Ren tore open the seal, took out the files for both of them, and began to examine them carefully.

Gradually, his complexion flushed, and even his breathing became noticeably heavy.

"Bam!"

Hao Ren slammed the file folder onto the desk, stood up abruptly from his chair, and walked over to Tang Heng personally.

"Child, you... are you really at Soul Power Level 19?"

Tang Heng smiled slightly, then shook his head.

The next moment, two slightly deep purple soul rings rose slowly from beneath his feet.

"Sorry, I happened to break through on the way here. It should be Level 21 now."

Although his true Soul Power Level had already broken through to Level 31 last night, because of the Dragon God Vortex, no one could see through his true cultivation level unless they reached the level of a Title Douluo.

The office fell into a deathly silence.

After a long while, Dean Hao Ren was the first to snap out of it. The seriousness on his face melted instantly, replaced by the ecstasy and warmth one might show upon discovering a rare treasure.

"Good, good, good! Truly, heroes emerge from the youth!"

In the entire Federation, their East Sea City was considered relatively weak when it came to soul master strength.

A seven-year-old Soul Grand Master could not be found anywhere else in the entire East Sea City; this was a seedling that could firmly secure a spot on the Youth Genius Ranking.

They usually begged for such geniuses to come, so how could they let one go now that it had been delivered to their doorstep?

"Welcome to our academy. With your qualifications, you two can definitely enroll in Class One! I will have someone arrange it immediately. You two should head to the Class One classroom first."

"Do you need me to show you the way?"

Facing Dean Hao Ren's fawning, Tang Heng smiled and waved his hand in refusal.

What a joke, who would want an old uncle to lead the way?

He had no sense of tact at all.

If someone were to lead the way, it would be much more appropriate if it were someone like that charming female teacher in uniform standing nearby.

Tang Heng took Tang Wulin with him, followed the signs in the academy, and in just a short while, arrived at the Class One that Dean Hao Ren had mentioned.

Xie Xie sat by the window, watching one or two white clouds drift across the azure sky.

White, white... the angel miss.

Xie Xie shook his head. Why was he thinking about last night again?

That stunning scene had left a deep impression on his young heart, but as soon as he came to his senses, that angelically beautiful young lady had vanished like foam.

Afterward, he had even specifically walked around the artificial lake to observe, but he hadn't found a trace of anyone.

Perhaps it was just a beautiful hallucination?

"Students, quiet down for a moment. We have just received notice that two new students will be transferring into our class. Today is the first day of school for our new Class One, so let's all welcome them, shall we?"

The teacher waved from the front of the room, and the Tang brothers walked in one after the other.

The girls nearby couldn't help but gasp when they saw the two brothers.

Xie Xie, whose fantasy had been interrupted, felt inexplicably annoyed and cast a cold glance toward the podium.

Who on earth was disturbing this young master at such a critical moment?

Tang Heng and Tang Wulin on the stage also happened to see Xie Xie sitting below at the same time.

"Country bumpkin!"

"City bumpkin!"