Tang Wulin's Cross-dressing Aftermath, Discovered by His Parents

Li Luo indicated that he had gotten a bit too carried away with his performance just now and hadn't been able to hold back in time.

This did not fit the temperament of an immortal banished from heaven.

Thus, Li Luo called out, "Director, cut that slap from the final edit. Just keep the part where we go our separate ways."

That was the only way to match the temperament of an immortal.

Tang Wulin was on the verge of tears.

But Li Luo's performance was not over yet.

In the frame of the Soul Guidance Communicator camera, Li Luo descended the mountain amidst a sky full of autumn leaves, unhurried and composed.

He recited softly, "Those who abandon me, the days of yesterday cannot be kept!"

From then on, the continent had one more wandering hero who held a sword in his hand and a flask of wine at his waist. Li Luo tasted the finest wines, befriended the most beautiful women, and pulled off the most epic stunts.

He met the green tea girl once again.

At the continental finals.

Li Luo swept aside a crowd of prodigies.

He stood on the high platform with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering in the wind.

Tang Wulin, eyes brimming with tears, asked, "Brother Li Luo, have you been well all these years?"

Li Luo smiled indifferently and pointed his long sword into the distance. "Use your Blue Silver Entanglement."

In the end, the scene froze on Li Luo looking up at the sky.

That line, "There are three thousand gods in the heavens, yet they must all lower their heads when they see me," made Principal Gao cheer once again.

"Bravo."

Principal Gao felt from the bottom of his heart that he had struck gold.

The concept of the banished immortal that Li Luo had proposed was excellent.

And he had acted it out very well.

The female student's performance was also quite commendable.

The day Red Mountain Academy would break out of Aolai and crush East Sea was just around the corner.

"Li Luo, you are very good. And you, young lady, you are also very good," Principal Gao said happily.

After Principal Gao offered a few words of encouragement to Li Luo and the others, he announced that the filming had been successfully completed.

The crowd dispersed.

Principal Gao also fulfilled a portion of the promises he had made to Li Luo before the shoot.

Thirty thousand Federation Coins would be transferred to Li Luo's account first.

As for the promised century-old soul spirit, once Li Luo truly reached level ten, he could go to the Spirit Pagoda to choose one himself.

At that time, he would have the Spirit Pagoda issue a Soul Guidance receipt.

With Red Mountain Academy written as the payee.

Li Luo just needed to bring it back to the academy for reimbursement.

As for the maximum amount for the reimbursement.

Principal Gao, still flushed with excitement from the shoot, told Li Luo grandly that no matter how expensive a century-old soul spirit was, it couldn't cost that much.

As long as it was a century-old one, the academy would cover it.

"Principal Gao is truly a good principal," Li Luo praised while walking along the academy's path.

Beside him was Tang Wulin, who had already removed his makeup.

Tang Wulin muttered in a low voice, "What's so good about the principal? He didn't even realize I'm a guy."

Li Luo felt a strange urge to laugh.

But he held it back.

"Ding-dong!"

His Soul Guidance Communicator chimed.

Li Luo turned his head to glance at it.

[Federation Bank - Your account 1298 has received a transfer of 30,000 Federation Coins. Please check.]

The principal was certainly fast.

Li Luo was in a very good mood.

Looking at Tang Wulin, who looked like a miserable victim beside him, he considered that his slap earlier had been delivered with quite a bit of force.

Even if Tang Wulin was the Golden Dragon King with a formidable physique, taking a slap from him must have been quite painful.

"Student Wulin, during the shoot just now, I used too much force with that slap," Li Luo said sincerely. "I apologize to you."

"Does it hurt a lot?"

Waaah.

Tang Wulin wanted to cry.

It wasn't because that slap had hurt.

It was because Li Luo had shown him rare concern.

Tang Wulin was instantly pumped up. "Brother Luo, it didn't hurt at all. If there's anything like this next time, just call me."

"Your brother won't even frown."

If we're brothers in this life, I'd even accept being a couple in the next, Tang Wulin thought silently to himself.

Li Luo spoke up, "Actually, classmate Wulin, your acting today was very good."

"The green tea girl getup was also spot on."

"It had a real vibe."

Hearing Tang Wulin say that, Li Luo gave him some face and offered a few words of praise.

Tang Wulin's eyes brightened even further. He realized that Brother Luo actually liked his type after all.

This was too good.

Perhaps he wouldn't need to wait for the next life to be a couple; he could just be one now.

"Thank you for the praise, Brother Luo," Tang Wulin said coyly, his posture mirroring the expression he had used while acting as a green tea girl just moments ago.

Li Luo shuddered.

He sighed once more, thinking that the Rainbow Dragon King, as the wife of the Dragon God, truly held too much attraction for the Dragon God.

He felt like he was about to turn gay.

No, no.

This was too terrifying.

He couldn't give Tang Wulin a friendly look ever again.

Time to bolt.

"Going home." Li Luo dropped those words, and his figure vanished from Tang Wulin's sight.

Is Brother Luo shy? Tang Wulin wondered, then sighed.

Sigh, if I had been braver just now, I could have invited Brother Luo to spend my birthday with me.

Maybe Brother Luo would have said yes.

He returned home.

He called out for his mom and dad.

"Huh, nobody's home," Tang Wulin muttered.

He went back to his room.

He couldn't help but think back to how he looked in the dress today.

"Should I try it on again?"

In front of the soul-guide mirror, Tang Wulin put on that pale pink camisole dress once more and admired himself in the glass.

He was completely lost in his own world.

However, he didn't know that inside the wardrobe behind the soul-guide mirror, Tang Ziran and Lang Yue were staring with wide eyes.

Today was supposed to be Tang Wulin's birthday.

The two of them had been hiding.

They wanted to give Tang Wulin a birthday surprise.

They hadn't expected to see a scene like this.

Their son was wearing a pink dress, standing in front of the mirror...

And right behind that mirror were they.

They didn't even dare to breathe.

They were terrified that if they were discovered, it would cause trauma to Tang Wulin's young heart.

But they absolutely could not allow their son to become effeminate.

Late that night, in Tang Ziran and Lang Yue's room, they spoke in hushed tones.

Lang Yue's eyes were a bit red, as if she had been crying. "Brother Ziran, what should we do?"

"We can't let Lin'er turn out like that!"

Tang Ziran pondered. "Perhaps only something more masculine can capture Wulin's attention."

"What is it? Brother Ziran, tell me quickly!" Lang Yue urged.

Tang Ziran's voice continued, "We should go see Old Mang. He's a blacksmith, a man of natural vigor. Let's ask him if he has any way to turn Wulin around."

"Indeed, it seems we have no choice but to seek out Master Mang Tian. As Wulin's master, some things he says will be far more effective than if we were to say them directly."

The two voices gradually faded away...

Meanwhile, at Li Luo's home.

Inside the room.

Na'er lay sprawled on her back across the large bed.

Li Luo lay on the small bed.

Na'er was exhausted today.

She had spent half the day delivering takeout, then went to apply for an apprenticeship at that Mang Di studio, and then spent half the day hammering iron.

Mang Di hadn't thought much of her at first.

He said she was just a little girl.

Learning to forge? Wasn't that just nonsense?

That was exactly what Mang Di had said, "Since when do little girls learn to forge? Go home and play in the mud."

Those were Mang Di's exact words.

The reason he was recruiting apprentices was because his older brother, Mang Tian, had taken one on.

Mang Di and Mang Tian were brothers who had never gotten along since they were children.

The two were always competing.

Ever since Mang Tian took on that apprentice named Tang Wulin, he had been constantly showing off in front of him.

He claimed his apprentice, Tang Wulin, was incredibly gifted.

He had reached the level of Hundred Refinements in just three months.

That was why Mang Di also wanted to take on a talented disciple of his own.