After spending the entire night appealing and checking for technical issues, Tang Heng still couldn't save his debut novel. He could only regretfully say goodbye to his fans in the group chat.
Huang Family Three Ghosts: "I can't keep writing. The book's been banned, and no appeal is going to work."
Sky-Propping Spear: "What a shame. My wife really enjoyed reading it. @Huang Family Three Ghosts, want me to help?"
Ruthlessness Surpasses Affection: "I'd be happy to help too~"
Seeing the support from all the readers on his screen, Tang Heng was deeply moved.
Huang Family Three Ghosts: "No need. Cold winds blow through Down-and-Out Valley; the Spring Autumn Cicada sings, and the youth returns! Just wait for my new work, Great Love Immortal Venerable!"
Sky-Propping Spear: "That's the spirit. I believe in you."
Healing Spirit: "Mm, I'll keep supporting Mr. Three Ghosts' new book too~"
After closing the chat app, Tang Heng immediately opened his writing program.
He already had an idea for his next work. With so many sages from his past life to draw on, how could he not make money?
Before dawn, Tang Heng burned through his reserves of energy and managed to hammer out a revised opening for Great Love Immortal Venerable in just three hours. While Tang Wulin was still asleep, he slipped into the Minecraft Plane to gather some more materials, then got some sleep.
"You two little sleepyheads, hurry up and get up! Dad's taking you to school today."
Lang Yue knocked on the bedroom door. The two brothers soon crawled out of bed and took turns washing up and changing: Tang Heng first, then Wulin.
Tang Ziran had taken yesterday off, so he could go to work later today. He had just enough time to take the brothers to school.
Red Mountain Academy.
Mornings at a Primary Soul Master Academy were always noisy.
The children who studied here were only six or seven years old. Even if children on Douluo Continent tended to mature early, they were still children at heart.
Some first-time students clung to their parents' pant legs, crying and carrying on because they didn't want to go inside.
The Tang brothers weren't about to act like little brats. After saying goodbye to their father, they entered the school one after the other.
"Just look at them! Those are someone else's kids!"
"I think that handsome little boy is the genius with Innate Full Soul Power from yesterday. I wonder if he's in the same class as our daughter."
Hearing the people around him gossip, Tang Heng could only feel speechless.
As expected of the Romance Continent.
Tang Wulin didn't react at all. He just thought his big brother was amazing and seemed very popular.
The Soul Master classes had dedicated teachers waiting at the academy entrance to greet their students. Clearly, they were treated much better than the ordinary classes.
A pretty woman with a touch of mature elegance spotted Tang Heng and walked over to them warmly.
"You must be Tang Heng and Tang Wulin, right? My name is Lin Ximeng. I'll be your homeroom teacher for the next three years."
"Hello, teacher!"
With Lin Ximeng leading the way, the two soon reached their classroom. Tang Heng naturally found a seat by the window on the left.
Back row, window seat—the king's homeland.
The students hadn't all arrived yet, so Lin Ximeng went back out to meet the others. The classroom was naturally noisy.
The children were all talking about their Martial Souls, both to get to know each other and to show off their strength and establish their place in class.
"Hahaha, a Trash Martial Soul, Blue Silver Grass! See that? My Martial Soul is a blade. If I become a Titled Douluo one day, I'll call myself Blade God Douluo!"
A short, chubby boy held a dagger in his right palm and strutted around in front of his younger brother, taunting him loudly.
A Blade God with Innate Soul Power at level five? If he really pulled it off, he'd go down in history.
Tang Heng had no intention of helping with a clown like that.
After yesterday's conversation, Tang Wulin was no longer ashamed of his Martial Soul, not like he'd been right after awakening it.
Although his big brother had said that a Low-Level Dragon Beast lay dormant inside him, it was still a dragon. It had to be stronger than some lousy blade.
Following Tang Heng's example, Tang Wulin didn't even bother acknowledging the boy. The brothers sat one behind the other by the window, resting their chins in one hand as they gazed outside.
The others nearby watched the pair move in such perfect unison and could only feel speechless.
The chubby boy got furious when Tang Wulin ignored him. Just as he was about to make a scene, Lin Ximeng walked in.
The moment the teacher appeared, the noisy classroom fell silent. The children hurried back to their seats.
The first lesson was simple. The teacher explained the different categories of Martial Souls and how Innate Soul Power affected future cultivation, then had everyone give a brief self-introduction.
When it was Tang Heng's turn, his classmates were still shocked.
Though he'd claimed his Martial Soul was the Golden Dragon, it was at least a True Dragon Martial Soul.
He remembered it had last appeared when the Emperor Auspicious Beast had been bewitched and left the Star Dou Great Forest to find Huo Yuhao. She'd used this Martial Soul as a disguise when she joined Shrek Academy.
After learning that Tang Heng was Tang Wulin's older brother, the chubby boy from earlier—Yun Zhichao, who'd been shouting about becoming Blade God Douluo and taunting everyone—quickly became the whole class's laughingstock.
They learned the basics of meditation in class. At noon, he went with Tang Wulin to try the food at Red Mountain Academy's cafeteria.
Tang Heng felt the food didn't restore as much hunger as cooked steak did.
Of course, Red Mountain Academy was only a Primary Soul Master Academy. Its cafeteria couldn't possibly provide food packed with as much energy as the Spirit Pagoda or Shrek Academy.
The brothers' appetites were astonishing, to say the least.
The Soul Master class clearly had better food than the ordinary classes, but even so, Tang Heng and Tang Wulin ate twenty portions of lunch between them and were only seventy percent full.
The others in the cafeteria saw the mountain of plates on their table and silently memorized their faces.
Now those were real bottomless pits!
At dusk, the sky above Aolai City gradually took on a gentle orange-red hue, rich and heavy with a faint chill.
Tang Wulin carried his schoolbag, his cheeks flushed. He was happy because he'd learned a lot about Soul Masters at school that day.
Thinking of Yun Zhichao apologizing to him, he sneaked a glance at Tang Heng beside him. His eyes brimmed with admiration and gratitude.
Following his big brother was definitely the right choice.
Tang Heng walked at an unhurried pace, one hand in his pocket.
He was waiting.
Waiting for his Dragon God fusion power bank number two.
As they passed a deserted alley entrance, Tang Heng spotted three or four burly men under the streetlamp, surrounding a petite figure inside.
"Heh heh heh, little girl, what are you doing all alone in a place like this? Did you get separated from your parents?"
"Come sit at Uncle's place for a while. Do you like cats? My cat can do a backflip!"
Looking farther in, he saw that the girl was only five or six years old. Her rare silver hair stood out against the filthy alley.
Surrounded by the men, she clutched her knees tightly. Her bright, amethyst-colored eyes were filled with confusion and fear as she watched the thugs close in on her.
"Come on, come with me. Uncle will take you home."
The thug in front had clearly run out of patience. He reached for the girl's arm, greed burning in his eyes.
But the next second, a stabbing pain shot through his arm. His entire body flew uncontrollably toward the alley entrance before crashing to the ground.
"It's the modern age already. How are you human traffickers still not extinct?"
Tang Heng put away the fishing rod in his hand and planted a foot on the chest of the thug he'd just dragged over.
"Ah!"
The thug cried out in pain.
He could feel that his ribs had probably broken.
When the others saw their boss get beaten, they flew into a rage. They moved away from the girl and charged at Tang Heng and Tang Wulin.
"You little brat, playing hero to save the beauty, huh!"
"I'm coming to save you, boss!"
Tang Heng immediately activated Martial Soul Possession. His right hand swelled, transforming into a sharp golden dragon claw, while his left gripped the fishing rod, ready to yank his opponents around.
He turned to Tang Wulin, who was still dazed and hadn't figured out what was happening, and said, "I'll hold these guys off. You take the girl and get her out of here."
"O-okay, big brother."
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