Returning Home

"So familiar?"

Hearing this, Long Yuan was taken aback. After all, logically speaking, they had never met before.

Could it be that Na'er had sensed the aura of the Golden Dragon King? But wasn't she suffering from amnesia?

Forget it, he would think about it later.

Long Yuan made up his mind, released the seal on the spiritual sea, and retreated back into the depths.

The next moment, Tang Wulin's body went limp, and he collapsed abruptly beside Na'er.

"Hey!" Na'er was startled, crouching down beside him, at a loss for what to do.

He had been full of life just a moment ago; how had he suddenly fainted?

Fortunately, within two minutes, Tang Wulin woke up.

His spiritual power was too weak to even perform internal observation of his spiritual sea. Consequently, while he was sealed within, he had remained in a state of deep slumber, completely unaware of what had transpired. Suddenly regaining control of his body, he needed a moment to adjust.

"Ugh..."

As Tang Wulin opened his eyes, he saw a slender, pale finger waving before him.

"You're awake!" Na'er said, pleasantly surprised.

"Ah... right, sorry for worrying you." Tang Wulin still hadn't grasped what had happened.

However, he knew that those bad guys must have been driven away by his teacher.

At this moment, Na'er seemed to recall the question Long Yuan had asked while using this body, so she said, "I... my name is Na'er."

"Na'er, that's a beautiful name. Your voice is very pretty, too." Tang Wulin sat up. "Um, my name is Tang Wulin. Why are you here all by yourself? Where is your family?"

Na'er shook her head, looking lost. She frowned and thought for a long while, but in the end, she said nothing.

"Teacher, what should I do now?" Tang Wulin asked in his mind.

[She seems to have lost her memory. You should take her home first and let your parents help look into it.]

"Oh, oh, I understand, Teacher."

"Grumble—"

Just then, a rather discordant sound rang out.

Tang Wulin quickly lowered his head, but immediately realized the sound hadn't come from him, so he looked back at Na'er.

Sure enough, despite her disheveled appearance, one could still see her cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

"Are you hungry? If you don't know where to go, come to my house. My mom's cooking is delicious!"

As Tang Wulin spoke, he saw Na'er nod in agreement, so he took her hand and began walking toward home.

Taking advantage of the walk, Long Yuan spoke with Tang Wulin.

[Wulin, your physical fitness is too weak, and your spiritual power as well. You must put training in these areas on your schedule. You can't rely on me every single time.]

To be honest, Long Yuan didn't really want to take the wheel personally, especially when the boy's spiritual power was this weak.

Although he could briefly seal the other's spiritual sea, he couldn't guarantee that no issues would arise if Tang Wulin remained dormant in his own spiritual sea for too long.

If an accident happened and Old Tang woke up, it would be difficult to continue his plans.

"I understand, Teacher. I will definitely work hard."

[As long as you aren't afraid of hardship.]

"It's fine, I'm not afraid of hardship!"

Long Yuan fell silent. He certainly believed that; Tang Wulin's perseverance and tenacity as a child were truly beyond reproach.

"Mom, we're home!" Tang Wulin shouted loudly while knocking on the door.

Hearing this, Lang Yue quickly opened the door.

"I know, I know. You child, keep it down, don't disturb—"

Before she could finish her sentence, her attention was drawn to Na'er standing behind Tang Wulin.

"Why are you so dirty? And who is this little girl?"

"Oh, this? I accidentally tripped on the ground. And this is Na'er. I met her on the way home; she can't find her family and doesn't remember where her home is."

Tang Wulin truly didn't know what had happened, and having promised his teacher not to reveal his existence, he could only omit the presence of those thugs.

Fortunately, Lang Yue didn't overthink it and quickly pulled both children into the house.

"Mom, Na'er and I are both hungry. Is there anything to eat at home?"

Hearing the mention of food, Na'er also turned her gaze toward Lang Yue.

"Oh, you child, always thinking about food." Lang Yue was amused, yet she still went to find some light snacks.

"Here, fill your stomachs first. We'll talk more when your father gets back, and then I'll take you both to get cleaned up."

After a quick bite, Tang Wulin went to the bathroom to wash up on his own.

Lang Yue watched Na'er nibbling on her bread in small bites. "Little one, your name is Na'er, right? Where is your father?"

Na'er shook her head. "I don't have a father."

Lang Yue was taken aback, instinctively following up with, "Then what about your mother?"

"I don't have a mother, either."

After saying this, Na'er stared blankly for a moment before continuing to eat.

A wave of shame washed over Lang Yue. Being kind-hearted, she didn't ask any more questions, simply stroking Na'er's hair as she watched her eat in silence.

Once she finished eating, Lang Yue took Na'er to bathe and managed to find a set of clothes for her to wear.

Fortunately, since they were both children, the sizes were interchangeable.

Before long, Tang Ziran returned. Although he was quite surprised by Na'er's sudden appearance in their home, he thought it over after hearing Lang Yue's explanation and said, "Let's have dinner together, then we'll take her to the Administration Hall to see if we can find her parents or other relatives."

After dinner, the three of them headed out, leaving Tang Wulin home alone. Bored, he could only sit cross-legged on his bed and begin cultivating his soul power.

With Long Yuan's assistance, he quickly entered a meditative state, greedily absorbing the heaven and earth energy around him.

About three hours later, Tang Ziran and Lang Yue returned with Na'er.

Tang Ziran gently pushed the door open and, seeing that Tang Wulin was still cultivating, decided not to disturb him and quietly closed the door again.

"Linlin is still cultivating; let's not bother him."

"Then what should we do? The Administration Hall couldn't find Na'er's family either," Lang Yue whispered.

Suddenly, she seemed to think of something. "How about we adopt Na'er?"

"Let's talk about it tomorrow. It's getting late, and we definitely need to ask Na'er herself. We also need to ask Linlin, but since he's cultivating, we shouldn't disturb him."

Lang Yue looked at Na'er, who was sitting on the sofa; she was clearly sleepy, her head bobbing up and down.

"Then we'll talk about it tomorrow."

Since there were only two rooms and Tang Wulin's room only had a small bed, Tang Ziran had Lang Yue take Na'er to sleep in their larger room, while he made do with the sofa for the night.

Soon, the lights in the house went out, and everything fell quiet.

Long Yuan's divine sense left Tang Wulin's body, passed through the wall, and flew into the room where Tang Ziran and his wife were sleeping.

He carefully scrutinized Na'er, who was fast asleep on the bed.

"Strange..."