Heaven Collapses at the Start

How could there be such an overpowered start?

Long Yuan could not help but curse.

He stared at the eighteen golden rings surrounding him, within which the faint reflection of a massive golden dragon body shimmered.

That was right; that was him.

Or rather, it was the Golden Dragon King bloodline sealed within Tang Wulin's body by Tang San.

No, I cannot just wait here for Tang Wulin to break the seals and absorb me. I must save myself!

But that was easier said than done; in his current state, he had no way to autonomously break the seals from the outside.

Not to mention, even if he could break the seals, he might still be devoured by the Silver Dragon King.

Therefore, this matter required careful deliberation.

However...

Long Yuan suddenly recalled various cultivation novels he had read in his past life, specifically those "power-transfer techniques" that granted massive cultivation at the cost of losing some memories.

Perhaps I could even turn the tables and possess Tang Wulin?

Or maybe I should just raise Tang Wulin according to my own designs.

Long Yuan thought of a certain Huo Huo from the Great Thousand World.

Regardless, Tang San was not here; with the mountain high and the emperor far away, it shouldn't be difficult to groom Tang Wulin.

After all, in terms of potential, who in the current Douluo Continent could compare to Tang Wulin?

The future Blue Silver Emperor was a super martial soul in its own right, not to mention the Golden Dragon Spear, the super-artifact Seagod Trident, his status as the Son of Nature and the Plane's Son, and the Seagod bloodline...

No!

Long Yuan shook his head.

"Long Yuan, oh Long Yuan, you are still sealed, yet you dare to think so far ahead."

"I had better think this through carefully."

Long Yuan lifted his gaze toward the somewhat dim Seagod Trident mark outside the seal.

If his guess was correct, that should be Old Tang, and it contained three opportunities for Tang San to intervene.

This was also a major threat; no matter what Long Yuan wanted to do, he had to find a way to bypass it.

"Fortunately, this mark is so dim; it seems the divine consciousness avatar within has not yet been activated."

Thinking of this, Long Yuan hurriedly shrank his dragon body.

"I should not move around recklessly in the future to avoid triggering this divine consciousness too early. It would be best if it were never triggered."

"Since those with strong spiritual power can project their perception outward, there is no reason I cannot do the same."

With that thought, Long Yuan concentrated his energy, controlling his perception to probe outside the seal.

Inch by inch, he drew closer, and then, he actually passed through the seal. Looking back, his massive dragon body lay with eyes tightly shut, floating silently within the seal.

"Does this count as my divine consciousness leaving my body?"

Long Yuan lowered his head to look at his golden form; he was now a small golden figure.

"It seems Tang San assumed the Golden Dragon King had already been slain, so he didn't specifically design a seal against divine consciousness. Truly, heaven is helping me."

"Though, it is true—if I hadn't transmigrated here, the essence of the Golden Dragon King bloodline would have possessed only instinct at most, and this seal would certainly have been enough."

Thinking of this, Long Yuan gained a bit more confidence in his future actions.

"Now, let me see what you are doing, Tang Wulin."

Long Yuan carefully avoided the Trident mark and projected his divine consciousness outward.

The next moment, a scene appeared before him.

"Ugh..."

Tang Wulin's body suddenly swayed, and he clutched his forehead.

"Little one, what is wrong?" The Spirit Master was just preparing to awaken the boy's martial soul, but seeing this, he had to stop and ask with concern.

Tang Wulin shook his head vigorously, and only after feeling that he was fine did he say, "I am fine, Spirit Master. I just felt a bit dizzy for a moment, but I am much better now."

The Spirit Master frowned and used his soul power to carefully examine him once more. Only after confirming that there was indeed nothing wrong with the boy's body did he heave a sigh of relief.

If something were to happen to someone while awakening their martial soul under his watch, the consequences would be unpleasant; at the very least, a report would be unavoidable.

"As long as you are fine, hurry and compose yourself. We shall continue the martial soul awakening ceremony."

"Yes, Spirit Master."

Tang Wulin took a few deep breaths and stood back in the center of the Soul Guidance Array.

The next moment, white light ignited in the Spirit Master's hands, and he pointed toward the air.

Instantly, white light surged into the sky, and brilliant patterns began to illuminate the awakening chamber one after another.

The patterns began at the ceiling, extending down the four walls as if regaining vitality or coming to life, spreading all the way to Tang Wulin's feet until all the light converged at the spot where he stood.

A warm current flowed from the soles of his feet into his body, a tingling, numb sensation spreading throughout him that made him begin to tremble.

"Ah--"

Tang Wulin's sudden scream startled the Spirit Master.

"Could something have actually gone wrong?"

The Spirit Master flashed to stand before Tang Wulin; if he truly discovered that something was amiss, he would terminate the ritual immediately to ensure Tang Wulin's safety.

Now that he was closer, he was astonished to see a golden pattern flicker on the boy's forehead, and the next moment, that golden pattern spread out across his limbs like a web.

"What is this? A Martial Soul mutation?"

The Spirit Master did not know what it was, but Long Yuan, who was watching this scene from the side with a god's-eye view, saw it clearly.

Just a moment ago, he had distinctly sensed a small wisp of energy essence being stripped away from his own true body; although it was only a billionth of the total amount, it was still more than a six-year-old child like Tang Wulin could easily withstand.

However, with the assistance of this Soul Guidance Array, absorbing it would not be too difficult, as the amount was, after all, minuscule.

Sure enough, not long after, a pale blue halo lit up from the palm of Tang Wulin's raised right hand, and a small, pale blue blade of grass emerged from within—it was his Martial Soul, Blue Silver Grass.

Tang Wulin was very saddened to have awakened this universally known trash Martial Soul, but fortunately, he still possessed soul power, and under the Spirit Master's consolation, his mood finally improved a little.

Dazed and confused, he left Red Mountain Academy, rubbing his throbbing head; it seemed the energy that had nearly burst him apart earlier had not yet dissipated.

When Tang Ziran learned of his son's Martial Soul, he showed no signs of sadness, instead carefully comforting his son.

Tang Wulin listened with half-belief, his mood complex, but he said nothing.

In the time that followed, Tang Wulin's spirits remained low, and after returning to their humble home, he used the excuse of being tired to lock himself in his room.

Of course, he was indeed very tired; he lay on the bed and drifted off into a dream before long.

Not long after, Tang Wulin's body began to writhe on the bed, his skin turning slightly red all over, and then that flushed skin gradually became translucent. The meridians beneath his skin appeared and disappeared, and one could even faintly see his blood flowing; at this moment, his blood circulation speed was extremely fast, at least three times faster than normal.

Long Yuan took a deep breath; next, it would all depend on his ability to bluff!