Plan, Stay

Meng Ling'er looked at her husband helplessly yet amusedly and said, "What classmate? This is the little girl your precious son 'picked up' on his way home from school today."

"Picked up?!"

Xu Zhan's eyes widened as he wondered if he had misheard. "P-Picked up a living person?"

Meng Ling'er sighed and explained, "Her name is Na'er. She won't say anything when we ask where her parents are. Maybe she got separated from them, or... In any case, we can't just ignore her."

"I planned to take her to the administrative office first and check whether there were any reports of missing children or if they could find information on her family."

Xu Zhan nodded and said,

"Mm, that's important. A child this young has gone missing—her family must be frantic. I'll go with you, so I can help look after her too."

As he spoke, he turned around and put his shoes back on, then instructed Xu Mengqing, "Xiaoqing, stay home and behave. Your mother and I will take Na'er there and be back soon. Don't run around, understand?"

"Got it. Don't worry, Dad, Mom."

Xu Mengqing nodded obediently and watched his parents take Na'er out the door.

The moment the door closed, Xu Mengqing's eyes flickered slightly.

He knew the administrative office would definitely find no information on Na'er. As the Silver Dragon King, she was essentially undocumented in this world.

After seeing his parents off, Xu Mengqing went to the backyard to prepare for meditation.

As the gentle sunlight fell over him, Xu Mengqing felt warm all over.

He deliberately chose an open patch facing the sun where plenty of Blue Silver Grass grew. Sitting cross-legged on the soft grass with his palms, soles, and crown facing the sky, he entered a meditative state.

With every breath, his mind returned to his Martial Soul...

Gradually, Xu Mengqing felt as if he himself had become a stalk of Blue Silver Grass.

His roots sank into the earth. He broke through the soil and grew strong.

All around him, stalk after stalk of Blue Silver Grass competed to sprout and flourish, creating a scene brimming with life.

At the same time, strands of the world's vital energy were drawn from the air, slowly flowing through his meridians and into his body, where his Martial Soul ultimately transformed them into his own Soul Power.

Xu Mengqing could feel that his cultivation speed during this meditation had become much faster.

But as a Transmigrator, Xu Mengqing knew that

cultivating in a place where Blue Silver Grass grew densely could produce an effect similar to a Martial Soul Mimicry Cultivation Field.

This was already quite a significant advantage for him.

After an unknown amount of time, Xu Mengqing naturally awoke from meditation, feeling refreshed from head to toe.

He stretched his limbs and moved his body around.

His eyes gleamed. He intended to discuss with Meng Ling'er and Xu Zhan about remodeling the backyard.

There was still too little Blue Silver Grass in the yard. The effect created by this naturally growing grass alone was far too weak.

If there were more Blue Silver Grass, Xu Mengqing was certain that his cultivation speed would increase enormously. Unlike Tang Wulin, he did not have the Golden Dragon King's origin sealed within him.

With Blue Silver Grass and only innate rank-three Soul Power, trying to improve quickly was simply too difficult.

After all, possessing Soul Power meant entering the transcendent world of Spirit Masters.

But if one was limited by poor talent, one could only struggle at the very bottom.

Even after cultivating desperately for an entire lifetime, one could only barely match the results that genius Spirit Masters achieved after just a few years of cultivation following their Martial Soul awakening.

It was simply despairing!

Xu Mengqing felt deeply unwilling to accept such a future, a stubborn fire burning in his chest.

Fortunately, the Holy Light Lizard gave him a glimmer of hope.

If only this were Douluo Dalu I or Douluo Dalu II. With his two Martial Souls and the opportunities from the original story that Xu Mengqing knew about, he would have had plenty of chances to develop. Yet it had to be this Douluo Dalu III, which had already been picked nearly clean.

Still, Xu Mengqing refused to believe it.

He was a Transmigrator!

A Transmigrator from modern Blue Star, born in China's five-thousand-year civilization, who had received a complete higher education, been baptized by an explosion of information, and possessed broad-minded thinking.

With his familiarity with this world's plot and characters,

could he really fail to find a way to break out of this situation?

A fierce surge of pride and defiance suddenly rose within Xu Mengqing.

No!!

So what if my Martial Soul is just ordinary Blue Silver Grass?!

As long as I find the right method, I can still ascend to the heavens and become a god!

Xu Mengqing took a deep breath and fiercely suppressed that unyielding spirit, turning it into an increasingly resolute gleam in his eyes.

Just then, several footsteps sounded outside the courtyard gate, accompanied by Meng Ling'er's gentle call. "Xiaoqing, we're back."

Seeing the somewhat solemn expressions on his parents' faces, Xu Mengqing immediately understood.

"Dad, Mom, how did it go? Did you find Na'er's family?" Xu Mengqing asked, pretending to be confused.

Xu Zhan shook his head. "Your mother and I took her to the administrative office to check, but we couldn't find any registration records for her."

Xu Mengqing asked nervously, "Then what will happen to Na'er?"

Meng Ling'er sighed and answered, "By convention, if there are no records for her, your father and I can only send Na'er to an orphanage."

"Don't! Dad, Mom, don't send Na'er away!" Xu Mengqing spread his arms and stood tensely in front of Na'er. "Don't send her to an orphanage. You know what the orphanage environment is like—it's not suitable for Na'er to grow up there at all. Dad, Mom, can't we keep her?"

I finally managed to lure Na'er home, and now you're sending her away again? What kind of nonsense is this?!

Na'er raised her head and stared blankly at Xu Mengqing in front of her. His small body was not particularly tall, but seeing how he was protecting her, her eyes reddened without her realizing it.

Meng Ling'er said gently, "Xiaoqing, you can't make decisions for someone else so casually. You should ask Na'er whether she wants to stay with our family or go to the orphanage."

Xu Mengqing immediately turned to Na'er. "Na'er, stay at my house. My mom's cooking is really delicious, and my dad is especially nice too. You can live with us. I'll protect you. I've always wanted a little sister, so stay and be my little sister, okay?"

"Mm." Looking into Xu Mengqing's utterly sincere eyes, Na'er finally nodded.

"Yes!! That's great, Na'er agreed to stay!"

Xu Mengqing was so happy that he nearly jumped up.

Thankfully, his efforts had not been in vain.

The husband and wife exchanged a glance, as if holding a silent conversation. In the end, smiles appeared on both their faces.

"Alright, son, we were teasing you.

We knew you wouldn't be able to bear letting Na'er go. We already asked whether she wanted to stay before, and we've even completed the adoption procedures. From now on, she's your little sister. You have to take good care of her!"

Meng Ling'er burst into laughter, pulled Na'er over, and held her in her arms. (^▽^)

Xu Mengqing:...

You two shameless tricksters!