Tang Wuling: Mom, Dad, I think I saw the sun!

Lin Nuo sensed the atmosphere shift. Looking at Tang Ziran and Lang Yue, who were staring at him in silent shock, he couldn't help but ask, "Is something wrong, Uncle, Auntie?"

"Lin Nuo, if you possess a Body Martial Soul, your family might be from the legendary Body Sect," Tang Ziran said to Lin Nuo with good intentions.

Hearing this, Lin Nuo naturally understood what Tang Ziran meant and nodded. "I understand, Uncle Tang Ziran."

At that moment, a Spirit Pagoda staff member stepped out to call Tang Wuling's name. Hearing her name, Tang Wuling immediately stood up and said to her parents and the Lin siblings, "I'm going in now."

"Go ahead." Lin Nuo nodded, watching Tang Wuling walk into the room designated for martial soul awakening. If nothing went wrong, she would awaken Blue Silver Grass—a Blue Silver Grass without any trace of the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline.

That saying by Yu Xiaogang, "There are no trash martial souls, only trash soul masters," was simply self-deception.

When Tang San reached the Soul Ancestor level, even though his fourth soul ring was a Ten-thousand Year Soul Ring, his martial soul was still only of an ordinary grade; it could hardly be considered a top-tier martial soul. It wasn't until he later awakened his Blue Silver Emperor bloodline that his fate was truly rewritten.

If Tang Wuling didn't have the Golden Dragon King bloodline, her Blue Silver Grass martial soul's grade might have been even lower. Lin Nuo speculated that it was precisely because of the Golden Dragon King bloodline that her grade had improved slightly; in layman's terms, the Golden Dragon King bloodline was purifying the Blue Silver Grass bloodline.

"Brother, aren't we leaving?" Na'er asked at this moment.

"No rush, Na'er. Let's wait for Tang Wuling. I'm quite curious to see what martial soul she awakens," Lin Nuo replied slowly.

Hearing this, Na'er desperately wanted to say that since she possessed that creature's bloodline, the awakened martial soul must be the Golden Dragon, but she held her tongue and stood obediently by Lin Nuo's side.

"Oh, right." Tang Ziran remembered something and looked at Lin Nuo. "Lin Nuo, what is your Soul Power Level?"

"Innate Full Soul Power," Lin Nuo replied. There was nothing to hide; it would show up once he registered anyway.

Upon hearing that her brother had Innate Full Soul Power, Na'er said happily, "So amazing, Brother!"

"Body Martial Soul, Innate Full Soul Power—a little genius," Lang Yue couldn't help but exclaim. "I really hope our little princess can be like you."

Lin Nuo wanted to say "she will," but after a moment's thought, he said, "Auntie, awakening a martial soul is really more about luck."

"That's true." Lang Yue couldn't help but agree.

The so-called awakening of a martial soul depended more on whether one's ancestors were formidable and whether one's talent was good. She and her husband had terrible talent, so she just hoped Wuling would have some soul power.

Soon, Tang Wuling walked out. She looked incredibly dejected, as if she had been struck by something.

Tang Ziran and Lang Yue immediately walked up, asking with concern, "What's wrong, little princess?"

"Mom, Dad, my martial soul is Blue Silver Grass," Tang Wuling looked at her parents, her mood incredibly low as she replied, "My Innate Soul Power level is only three."

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere became even more silent than when Lin Nuo had revealed his martial soul. Na'er looked at the young girl Tang Wuling in utter astonishment. This wasn't right, was it?

This girl had the Golden Dragon King bloodline in her body; the lowest her awakened martial soul should have been was the Golden Dragon. How could she have only awakened Blue Silver Grass? Where had things gone wrong?

"It's alright." Tang Ziran raised his hand and gently patted his daughter Tang Wuling's shoulder, his tone filled with warm comfort. "As long as you have soul power, it's fine, isn't it? Grandmaster once said, there are no trash martial souls, only trash soul masters.

Besides, we still have our ancestor Tang San; back in his day..."

Before he could finish, Lin Nuo stepped forward quickly, reaching out to gently press Tang Ziran's arm, interrupting him with a firm tone.

He knew clearly that if he let Tang Ziran continue, the words "Ancestor Tang San" would only act like a mental seal, firmly etched into the girl's naive mind. That wasn't encouragement; it was an invisible shackle.

Of all the protagonists in the entire Douluo series, the most miserable was naturally the Tang Wuling before him. Even if she was a girl now, she was still the protagonist, and if he could, Lin Nuo wanted to try to save her.

"Uncle Tang Ziran, you are wrong," Lin Nuo said, stepping out. "Ancestor Tang San's martial soul was Blue Silver Grass with the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline, but unfortunately, Wuling's is not. Rather than saying those encouraging words, it is better to tell her the reality. It is better than her running into trouble with her cultivation in the future."

Hearing this, the two looked at Lin Nuo in surprise.

They naturally knew that, but their little princess was still young.

Lin Nuo looked at Tang Wuling, who was on the verge of tears. He understood that his behavior was somewhat impolite, but he had to plant a mental seal for her. "Tang Wuling, this martial soul cannot represent a limit to your growth. Soul Tools, forging, Mecha, and even more can surpass most soul masters. Do not deny yourself just because your martial soul grade is low."

"If you think like that, you aren't even worthy of being a soul master, do you understand?"

Hearing Lin Nuo's words, Tang Wuling couldn't help but look up at the boy who had said those things to her. Lin Nuo slowly extended his hand. "Your life is your own. It always represents uncertainty, but you must be firm in your own thoughts, rather than being swayed by others."

Lin Nuo wanted Tang Wuling to understand that her life could only be decided by herself; no one else could decide it for her.

During the Dragon King era, she was too miserable, treated like a puppet by the Sea God Tang San. She was merely someone who possessed the Sea God's bloodline, not a bad seed, so he would extend a helping hand!

So, regardless of whether the girl in front of him understood his words, he would plant the seed first. In any case, he had decided to claim Tang Wuling; no one else could have her.

At this moment, Tang Wuling looked at Lin Nuo, who seemed as hot and dazzling as the sun. Although she didn't quite understand, she seemed to realize that the boy in front of her wasn't looking down on her, but was encouraging her.

To the side, Tang Ziran and Lang Yue watched this scene, unable to help but step aside.

Lang Yue couldn't help but say, "This child, how is he so outstanding?"

Tang Ziran nodded. He had been a bit angry at first, but after hearing Lin Nuo's words, he couldn't help but sincerely agree. This era was indeed not an era dominated by soul masters, but an era where a hundred schools of thought contended.

Soul Tools, Mecha, and forging were truly terrifying, each more so than the last. Even if Wuling's martial soul wasn't great, she could practice other things and achieve significant success in those fields.

Standing to the side, Na'er watched her brother being so gentle and patient with an outsider, and her cheeks puffed up in anger, round and chubby like a pouting little pufferfish. Clearly, her brother belonged only to her. That damned Golden Dragon King didn't deserve such treatment from her brother at all. She really wanted to just gobble her up!

Tang Wuling reached out and took Lin Nuo's hand. "I understand, Brother... Nuo."

At this moment, Tang Wuling was deeply attracted to the boy before her. What stood before her now was not just a boy, but the rising morning sun.