"Not even the Pavilion Master in his younger days."
"Would have dared claim to be a Soul Elder at nine."
Wu Changkong wore a meaningful expression, seeming to want to speak but stopping himself.
Sky-Crossing Douluo Yun Ming had been invincible for decades, and everyone called him Peerless. Yet even he had only been a Soul Grandmaster at the age of nine. By that logic...
Hadn't Jiang Yan surpassed him at such a young age?
Realizing this, his gaze grew several times more solemn. This Holy Dragon King Martial Soul truly was tyrannical beyond compare.
"It is often said that geniuses are bound to have companions who grow alongside them. And these few who were once with Jiang Yan..."
"Hm?"
Wu Changkong's gaze reluctantly moved past Jiang Yan's name and continued down the list, but before long, his expression became increasingly strange.
"Xie Xie is level twenty-two, with Twin Martial Souls—the Light and Shadow Dragon Dagger. His Martial Soul sounds rather weak, but his talent is quite good."
"Wei Xiaofeng is level twenty-three, with the Azure Shadow Serpent Martial Soul... No, Wang Jinxi and Zhang Yangzi are both level twenty-three, and they actually possess a Martial Soul Fusion Skill."
"And Gu Yuena, whose Martial Soul is the Elemental Dragon King, can control multiple types of Elemental Fusion. Though she is a Soul Master, her explosive power is extremely strong..."
"Huh?"
Wu Changkong's eyes gradually widened as the bewildered thought from before took shape in his mind once again:
He had come to the right place.
This was Eastsea City, right?
Everyone knew that Eastsea City produced very few talents. It was not uncommon for years to pass without a single genius appearing.
Thus, he was not surprised that the weak Eastsea Academy, which had been weak for decades or even a century, had produced a Jiang Yan. After all, that was like finally hitting the guaranteed draw.
But what was this...
It was not just Jiang Yan, that absurdly overpowered monster. There was also Gu Yuena, an elemental controller; Xie Xie, with Twin Martial Souls; the Martial Soul Fusion duo; and Wei Xiaofeng. That made a full six people!
"Eastsea City, where talent is supposedly scarce."
"Could actually have so many promising seedlings?"
Wu Changkong could not help muttering.
An innate soul power above level nine was already an exceedingly rare top-tier talent. Even at Shrek, such talents were among the very best.
If these little ones entered Shrek in the future, they might even possess the potential to compete for a place among the Shrek Seven Monsters.
"If the little ones are willing."
"I will definitely bring them to Shrek..."
Wu Changkong's face was thoughtful. Bringing so many geniuses to the academy was also the last thing he could do.
"For now, all of this is just wishful thinking."
"Jiang Yan's name has long been famous at East Sea Junior Academy, yet I have never met him. Once classes officially begin tomorrow, I must see what he is really like."
A peculiar glint flashed through his eyes. Suppressing the emotions in his heart, he thought to himself.
There was only one day left. Naturally, he could wait.
But after leaving Shrek Academy and drifting through life in a haze for so many years, this was the first time he had felt anticipation.
Do not disappoint me, Jiang Yan.
"..."
Meanwhile, after leaving the principal's office, Jiang Yan and Gu Yuena silently set off on their way back.
On the way home, Gu Yuena returned to her cute and adorable demeanor around him, her mood exceptionally cheerful.
"Brother, does this mean that starting tomorrow, we can become classmates?"
Her little face was filled with anticipation.
Back when she had first arrived in Eastsea City, she had been too young to attend school. She could only wait at home every day for her brother to return, and that had lasted for nearly half a year.
Later, because she had not awakened a Martial Soul, she attended a cultural academy instead. She had never been placed in the same class as her brother.
This would be their first time together.
"Mm."
"Not just classmates. We might even be desk mates."
Jiang Yan smiled and nodded. The little Silver Dragon King was adorably silly—she was this happy just because they could attend school together.
What a silly girl.
"Desk mates! Then we really will not be apart after class, and we will not be apart during class either."
Gu Yuena's eyes lit up.
"That is right..."
"Hm?"
As he nodded in response, Jiang Yan sensed something. He turned around and swept his gaze toward the Academic Affairs Office.
In the distance, a black-haired boy was walking in the opposite direction. His clothes were plain, and the only thing that drew attention was his pair of large, bright eyes.
"Tang Wulin has come to East Sea as well."
Jiang Yan recognized him at a glance.
After all, both those signature large eyes and the Golden Dragon King's Bloodline within him pointed to only one person.
Three years had passed. Having graduated from Red Mountain Academy, he had finally arrived in Eastsea City.
"Brother, that person...?"
Gu Yuena had noticed Tang Wulin as well.
Sensing the unusual aura within him, she frowned. Even though the power of his bloodline was still sealed, even though it was so faint that it was almost nonexistent, she could still sense it.
That was the other half of the Dragon God after it had split in two—the part equal in status to her, the Silver Dragon King...
The Golden Dragon King's Bloodline!
"That is right. He possesses the Golden Dragon King's Bloodline."
"What do you think, Na'er?"
Jiang Yan smiled gently. Seeing that Gu Yuena had noticed him as well, he asked softly.
"That bloodline power does not belong to him."
"Of course it should be returned to its rightful owner."
Gu Yuena came back to her senses and said with a smile. Looking at Tang Wulin from afar, the coldness gradually covered her beautiful face.
Her brother's bloodline had been ordained by heaven, but the Golden Dragon King was different. When the Dragon God had split in two, the Golden Dragon King had already been taken to the God Realm by the five God Kings. Its fate was unknown.
But judging from the current situation, it was probably gone.
Moreover, some deity had apparently set a seal, locking the Golden Dragon King's bloodline power within this human.
What a...
Clever scheme!
"Brother, let us head back first. This person's identity is likely not simple. Later, we can arrange for Di Tian to investigate."
Gu Yuena immediately made the arrangements and spoke.
"Mm."
"Let us head back first."
Jiang Yan smiled and nodded. Naturally, he supported Na'er's idea, but... Di Tian alone would not be enough.
If things proceeded as they had in the original story, then it would naturally be fine while Tang San's Divine Sense had not been activated. But if it had been activated...
Di Tian's strength would simply be sending himself to his death.
Thus, Jiang Yan had already sent a message to his protectors—
"Sister Xue'er, Sister Dong'er."
"Di Tian alone may not be enough. Find an opportunity later to investigate his true strength together with Di Tian."
Di Tian's strength was naturally formidable.
But Tang Wulin had Tang San behind him. That Great Buddha Tang deserved the appropriate attention.
"..."
"Yes, Young Master."
"..."
"Eastsea Academy, here I come!"
"As expected of an academy in a major city! It looks more than ten times larger than Red Mountain Academy—no, more than twenty times larger!"
Tang Wulin had just stepped onto the academy grounds. Looking at the expansive campus, he could not help exclaiming.
"Little Wulin, you came here to cultivate and study."
At that moment, a somewhat helpless voice sounded in his mind. It was cold and calm, yet carried a trace of warmth. Of course, it was mostly stern.
"Old Tang, this is my first time here."
"I have never even been to such a large city."
Tang Wulin curled his lips and muttered.
Old Tang. Three years ago, after he had accidentally dreamed of a dragon, this person had suddenly appeared within him and claimed to be someone very important to him.
Though he did not know exactly what Old Tang was, over the years, the other had long since won his trust—
For three years, Old Tang had often answered his questions in his mind. Whether it was teaching him advanced blacksmithing hammer techniques, allowing him to obtain the certification of a Third-Level Blacksmith, or helping him break through to level thirteen as a one-ringed Soul Master, Old Tang's contributions had been immense.
Even before this, when he had spent three years of savings to draw a Soul Spirit, Old Tang had monitored the machine through a special power and helped him obtain a top-tier Soul Spirit—a hundred-year Datura Snake.
The two were like master and disciple. In his heart, Old Tang would always be the guide of his life.
"By the way, Old Tang, you said there was nothing in Aolai City that I could use. Eastsea City counts as a major city, so afterward..."
"Will I be able to find what I need?"
Tang Wulin suddenly thought of something. The smile on his face quietly vanished, and worry filled his brows.
Old Tang's arrival had mostly brought him good things, but not entirely. There was one bad thing, and it was also the most despairing thing—
There was a dragon inside his body.
Although Old Tang had told him that eighteen seals had been placed within him, each time he broke through one, it would be an ordeal at the very limit, forcing him to face countless pains and challenges.
And if he failed to break through...
What awaited him would be death!
"There will be."
"Wulin, all you need to do is cultivate properly from now on. As for everything else, I will naturally find a way to help you."
Old Tang's calm voice came from within his mind, sounding as though there was no pressure at all.
As Tang San's Divine Sense, its purpose in appearing was to protect Wulin. Naturally, aside from being unable to provide money, everything else...
It could offer a certain degree of advice and assistance.
Yet for some reason, at this moment, this fragment of Tang San's Divine Sense felt an ominous premonition.
"Is it my imagination?"
"Why do I feel like..."
"I am being watched?"
Silence flashed across Tang San's face beneath his cloak.
The power of this Divine Sense could not support him many times. If fully activated, after at most three uses, his Divine Sense would dissipate from energy depletion.
If possible.
He hoped every use would be for the right purpose!
"..."
"Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, and the aura of a god."
"This person's identity is truly difficult to guess."
At the same time, Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong, who were watching Tang Wulin, sneered coldly.
Should they call it a narrow path for enemies, or the tricks of fate?
The defeated opponent from another world.
His son was already this grown?
"..."
PS: Today's update was 6,200 words. Thank you for your support!
I went to the hospital to have my eyes checked today and was busy for too long. Sorry for making everyone wait so long for the update, sorry!
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