Nighttime Abduction of Tang Wulin! Seizing the Golden Dragon King Bloodline!
Bai Yuan leaned against a tree trunk, arms crossed, his eyes slightly narrowed behind his mask.
The plan was excellent, and the timing was perfect.
Unfortunately, she was unaware that Tang San had left a backup plan inside Tang Wulin's body.
That Divine Sense was definitely enough to give Gu Yuena a run for her money.
Bai Yuan straightened up from the tree trunk and turned to walk into the night.
The Black Calamity Set made him melt into darkness.
Gu Yuena stood by the window, her gaze piercing through the night.
It landed on the distant Eastsea Academy.
There was not a trace of hesitation in his purple eyes.
There was only a kind of excitement that had been suppressed for a long time and could finally be released.
She had waited for this day for far too long.
From the day she began infiltrating Leng Yaozhu's tutelage.
From the moment she saw the black-haired boy release the phantom of the Golden Dragon King in the Spirit Ascension Platform.
She was waiting.
"Di Tian".
Gu Yuena called out without turning her head.
A middle-aged man dressed in black emerged from the shadows.
His face was stern, his brows exuding the authority of someone who had long held a high position, and his golden vertical pupils gleamed in the darkness.
"My lord."
"I'm ready."
Gu Yuena turned around, her purple eyes falling on his face, and a slow smile curved her lips.
Di Tian.
Chief of the Black Dragon Clan, one of the Nine Dragon Kings, the supreme ruler of the Star Dou Forest, the leader of the Ten Ferocious Beast, and the king of millions of Soul Beast.
He possesses nearly 900,000 years of cultivation, and his true form is the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King, the dragon with the purest bloodline besides the Gold and Silver Dragon Kings.
During the long years that Gu Yuena was asleep, he was the one who supported the entire Soul Beast race, dealing with humans and fighting against fate.
He was her sharpest sword and her most loyal shield.
"Then let's go."
Gu Yuena walked towards the door, her long silver hair fluttering in the night breeze.
"The revival of Soul Beast begins today."
Di Tian straightened up, a fierce light flashing in his golden vertical pupils.
"Clear."
He raised his hand and waved, and several figures emerged from the shadows of the room.
These people were dressed in uniform Black Robe, with hoods covering most of their faces.
None of them emitted any Soul Power fluctuations; they were Ferocious Beast with cultivation levels exceeding 300,000 years.
At this moment, it transforms into a human form and mingles in the human world.
They serve only to the Silver Dragon King.
Zi JI walked at the front, having removed the robes of the Purple Dragon Douluo.
She changed into a black outfit more suitable for nighttime outings, which accentuated her shapely figure.
At this moment, she lowered her head and followed behind Gu Yuena, her posture as respectful as that of an ordinary servant.
But a sharp killing intent flashed between her slightly raised eyelashes.
Bi Ji followed closely behind Zi JI, her face gentle and her temperament mild, showing no trace of the ferocity of Ferocious Beast.
But as she stood there, the air around her seemed to slow down a bit more.
She is the King of Ten Thousand Monsters, with over 500,000 years of cultivation, ranking among the top ten Ferocious Beasts, and known by the Ferocious Beast as the strongest healing-type Soul Beast.
There are also Xiong Jun, Scarlet King, and King of Ten Thousand Monsters.
Those names that were once prominent on the list of the Ten Great Ferocious Beast have now transformed into silent shadows, following behind Gu Yuena.
The group filed out of the building and disappeared into the night.
Gu Yuena walked at the front, her eyes piercing through the layers of night, looking in the direction of the Eastsea Academy.
Tang Wulin.
The inheritor of the Golden Dragon King Bloodline.
Tonight, she will strip that power from the black-haired boy.
By integrating it into his own bloodline, he combined the power of the Silver Dragon King and the Golden Dragon King into one.
Towards the complete form of the Dragon God, we take the most important step in ten thousand years.
As night deepened, the group silently traversed the streets of Eastsea City, heading towards the Eastsea Academy.
The night was deep.
Tang Wulin leaned against the windowsill of the dormitory.
His large, clear eyes gazed at the crescent moon outside the window.
One moment he's frowning, the next his lips are inexplicably curling up.
He thought of Bai Yuan again.
Tang Wulin buried his face in his arms and sighed softly.
He was thinking about what to do next.
Will Bai Yuan dislike him because he hit him?
Probably not?
Bai Yuan doesn't seem like that kind of person.
But he was still worried, worried that he had left a bad impression on Bai Yuan, worried that he would never see him again.
He was worried that the older brother he had finally found who was willing to take care of him would be gone.
Tang Wulin rolled over and looked up at the ceiling.
A white figure flashed into my mind again.
Gu Yue.
She had long silver hair and purple eyes. Standing in the sunlight, she looked at him with a faint smile on her lips.
Every time he saw that girl, his heart would pound, his face would flush, and he wouldn't know what to do with his hands and feet.
He didn't understand what that feeling was; he just felt that person was like a ray of light, illuminating his ordinary life.
Bai Yuan stood atop a distant tower, his Black Calamity Set completely concealing him in the night.
The eyes behind the mask pierced through the layers of night, clearly seeing Tang Wulin tossing and turning on the windowsill.
At first, he thought the kid was practicing some kind of martial arts technique.
The movement was so big that it took me a few seconds to notice.
This kid wasn't cultivating at all; he was just tossing and turning in his thoughts.
One moment he's frowning, the next he's suddenly laughing, laughing like a little fool.
"Holy crap."
Bai Yuan couldn't help but mentally mutter a complaint.
"Gu Yue didn't split off; her love-struck brain was automatically assigned to Tang Wulin's head, right?"
He recalled the plot of the original novel.
Gu Yue split into two people, Gu Yue and Na'er. Gu Yue was responsible for dating Tang Wulin, while Na'er was responsible for eating.
Now that Gu Yue hasn't split, the complete Silver Dragon King is preoccupied with seizing the Golden Dragon King Bloodline and reviving the Soul Beast cause; he has no time for romance.
However, Tang Wulin's romantic obsession hasn't diminished at all; it might even be more pronounced than in the original story.
Even though Gu Yue barely paid him any attention, he was blushing, his heart was pounding, and he was tossing and turning all night.
What's this?
Is destiny unchangeable?
Automatic plot repair?
Bai Yuan's eyes were fixed on the boy in the distance who was still grinning foolishly.
His lips twitched slightly.
Still laughing
She'll be here to take you away soon!
Tang Wulin was tossing and turning in his thoughts as he leaned against the dormitory window.
He seemed completely unaware that several gaunt, dark figures were silently approaching him.
Tang Wulin was gazing at the moon, lost in thought.
Suddenly I realized I couldn't move my fingers.
It felt like my whole body was being gripped by an invisible giant hand.
His pupils contracted sharply, and when he tried to turn his head, his neck wouldn't obey him;
He tried to open his mouth to call out, but his lips felt as if they were sewn shut, and not even a breath of air could escape.
Several figures in Black Robe silently emerged from the night.
They stood outside the window, under the eaves, and at the end of the corridor, their hoods covering most of their faces.
There were only pairs of pupils, each a different color.
Tang Wulin's mind went blank.
He didn't know why he suddenly couldn't move, or where these people came from.
I have no idea when I got involved with such a person.
He struggled fiercely, his Soul Power surging wildly through his meridians, trying to break free from that invisible constraint.
But that power was too strong, so strong that his Soul Power was like a stream crashing against a dam, unable to even create a ripple.
Just then, a surge of scalding heat welled up from deep within his body.
"Puff--"
From the depths of his body, a tyrannical aura belonging to the Eternal Golden Dragon King surged forth like a volcanic eruption.
A glimmer of hope ignited in Tang Wulin's heart, and he wielded the Golden Dragon Claw to tear fiercely at the barrier in front of him.
They attempted to break through this suffocating suppression and coordinate with the mysterious power that shared their bloodline.
However, the difference in strength was too great; he was like a firefly vying for brilliance with the bright moon compared to the Ferocious Beast lurking in the darkness.
That surging power of bloodline had not yet burst forth from the surface of the body.
They were locked back by countless powerful, despair-inducing spiritual forces, like heavy shackles.
Tang Wulin's expression changed drastically. He wanted to shout for help, but found that he couldn't squeeze out even a single sound from his throat.
Seven or eight figures emerged from the darkness, their eyes, hidden beneath hoods and filled with the vicissitudes of time, scrutinizing him with unbridled arrogance.
The look in his eyes could be playful, indifferent, or even tinged with a bloodthirsty murderous intent.
Gu Yuena, with her silver hair and purple eyes, stood at the forefront. She took a deep breath, suppressing the complex emotions she had never felt before, and her expression returned to its coldness. She was about to speak.
"Ha, that's him!"
A black figure beside him suddenly let out a strange laugh.
Xiong Jun stared intently at the black-haired boy with his large, round eyes.
A piercing sound shattered the tranquility of the night.
Gu Yuena glanced coldly at Xiong Jun immediately fell silent, coughed, and lowered his head.
Gu Yuena withdrew her gaze, and Zi JI and Bi Ji silently took half a step forward.
He was about to give the order to take action.
"Call--"
A sudden gust of wind swept in from the east without warning.
A tall, slender figure in white stood with his hands behind his back.
Her long, azure hair swayed gently in the night breeze.
Wu Changkong.
"Gentlemen, what do you intend to do to my disciple by sneaking into the Eastsea Academy in the dead of night?"