Since that was the case, he might as well cut off that possibility in advance.
Tang San might sense it, but what did that matter?
He could no longer contact the Little Dragon God anyway.
Tsk, Tang Wulin seemed to have some Sea God bloodline as well...
That probably wasn't a big problem either. His personal old grandpa, "Old Tang," had long since disappeared.
That said, before the Great God Circle returned, I still need to raise my strength as quickly as possible. At the very least, I need to cultivate to a level comparable to Tang San's, right?
Lin Yuan thought honestly.
"My head hurts so much... I'm so dizzy..."
But just as Lin Yuan was caught in a storm of thoughts, an extremely faint groan reached him.
Lin Yuan looked over.
Lan Xuanyu gently shook his head, his little face somewhat pale.
The seawater beneath Lin Yuan's feet had less than half a minute before it broke free of its restraints and surged forward with a roar.
Lan Xuanyu seemed to recover somewhat. He took a deep breath and looked at Lin Yuan, his gaze resolute and his expression solemn as a bleak autumn wind.
He carried the tragic air of a warrior who would never return once he departed.
Lan Xuanyu spread his arms, his tone firm.
"Brother, go ahead. I'll prove my courage to you."
Lin Yuan: ...
So he was putting on some self-sacrificing act for him?
"Sure."
"Huh?" Lan Xuanyu froze.
"Heh, I'm teasing you."
Lin Yuan spread out his right hand. Universal Pull activated instantly, lifting Lan Xuanyu into the air and drawing him to his side.
Lin Yuan looked at the pale-faced Lan Xuanyu and asked, "Do you still feel unwell?"
Naturally, Lin Yuan meant the bloodline beneath the sea that had