Three God Kings Conceal the Dragon God's Aura

Only then did Tang Wulin carry Gu Yuena to the grass by the lakeside. He carefully set her down and let her sit leaning against the trunk of a willow tree.

The little girl's eyelashes fluttered as she slowly opened her eyes. Her violet eyes were still clear and pure, carrying the unique confusion and drowsiness of someone who had just woken up.

She looked up into Tang Wulin's eyes, her lips curving into a sleepy smile. "...Big Brother, what just happened?"

Looking into her still-innocent eyes, the stone hanging slightly in Tang Wulin's chest finally settled back into place.

He raised a hand and tousled the top of her hair, gentler than usual. His voice softened as well. "It's nothing. Na'er was amazing. Sit here and rest for a while."

Gu Yuena obediently nodded, resting her chin on her drawn-up knees as she quietly watched him.

Tang Wulin stood and walked to the shore. Using Blue Silver Grass, he dragged the netted bag, along with Ma Xiaotao inside it, into the shallows. Then he crouched by the bank and lowered his head to look at her.

Ma Xiaotao was still unconscious, but her breathing had become much steadier, and most of the flush on her face had faded. It seemed the aura of Dragon God Transformation had forcibly washed through her, temporarily suppressing the surging evil fire within her body.

Tang Wulin scratched the back of his head and sighed before turning to call in Mu En's direction, "Teacher, give me a hand and get her up here."

Only then did Mu En descend from where he had been hovering. He quickly approached, bent down to check Ma Xiaotao's pulse and soul power fluctuations, and straightened only after confirming that she was fine. He nodded at Tang Wulin, unable to suppress the delight in his voice. "She's fine. That aura forced the evil fire in her body back down. Once she wakes up, her cultivation might even stabilize a little. But you two..."

His gaze swept back and forth between Tang Wulin and Gu Yuena, and his voice lowered. "That commotion just now... was it a martial soul fusion skill?"

Tang Wulin hesitated briefly, then nodded. "I think so. It's a martial soul fusion skill between Na'er and me. For now, I'm calling it Dragon God Transformation, but it doesn't seem very stable yet. Na'er was exhausted just now, and I feel like a portion of my vitality and blood has been drained too."

Mu En did not press further. He merely gave Tang Wulin's shoulder a heavy pat, his aged eyes shining with the exhilaration of an old tree blooming anew. "Good! Excellent! With that move, who could possibly shake your positions among the Shrek Seven Monsters in the future?"

He paused, then added, "Take Na'er back to rest first. I'll bring Ma Xiaotao back to the inner court and have Zhuang Lao keep a close eye on her. No, I'll take her to Sea God Island. She can recover faster there."

Tang Wulin answered and turned back beneath the willow tree, bending down to help Gu Yuena up.

The little girl's legs were still weak. She could barely stand steadily while leaning against his arm. Looking up at him, she smiled softly. "Big Brother, did I help you just now?"

"You helped a lot." Tang Wulin supported her as they headed toward Sea God Island, his voice filled with genuine amusement. "If Na'er hadn't rushed over, I really might not have been able to subdue her so quickly."

Gu Yuena gave a soft "Mm" and gently rested her head against his arm without saying anything else. Her long silver-white hair swayed lightly behind her with the rhythm of their steps.

At that moment, in the God Realm, the Life Goddess Temple and Destruction Temple received feedback from the fluctuations in the lower realm at almost the same time.

The emerald-green orb of light hovering above the Life Goddess's fingertips flickered. Her brows lifted slightly, and she let out a quiet laugh. With a gentle tap of her finger, a mild yet concealed green radiance seeped down through the passage to the lower realm, completely concealing the nine-colored aura that was slowly dispersing.

Destruction God sat beside her with his eyes closed and gave a snort through his nose, but he did not stop her.

Over at the Sea God Temple, Tang San withdrew a thread of divine consciousness that he had quietly extended. His brows furrowed slightly, then relaxed again.

He looked at the oval light mirror before him. Reflected upon its surface was the retreating figure of a young man supporting a silver-haired girl as they gradually walked away by Shrek Sea God Lake. After a moment of silence, he lightly swept a hand over the God Realm's core, and a pale golden light followed it into the lower realm.

"This kid really inherited my bloodline! He's so good at flirting with girls!" Tang San declared confidently.

Dragon God!

Hahaha, the Dragon God belonged to the Tang family too!

Within the Star Luo Empire of the lower realm, at the edge of a remote village, a haggard woman sat outside the door of a low thatched house. In her hands, she clutched a letter that had been rubbed countless times, its corners curled and frayed.

Her eyes were red-rimmed, tears welling within them without falling. She simply kept wiping at the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand.

A girl of around eleven or twelve emerged from behind her. She was thin and fair-skinned, with delicate features, though her eyes carried a gloom that did not suit her age.

She walked to the woman's side and stood quietly for a moment before softly calling, "Mother."

The woman turned around, grabbed You'er's wrist, and pulled her before her. Taking a deep breath, she stuffed the letter into the girl's hand. Then she bent down and rummaged through a wooden chest beside her, pulling out a neatly folded old cloth bundle. Opening it revealed a grayish expulsion notice. The handwriting of the name Zhou Yi was somewhat messy, but still clearly recognizable.

"You'er," she said, her voice trembling with suppressed emotion even as she tried to keep it steady, "you are Mother's best child. You inherited Mother's martial soul, and your talent is greater than that of all those children from the clan's branch families. But your father refuses to acknowledge you, and the clan refuses to acknowledge you too. Mother is useless. I couldn't protect you. But this... this was left behind from when Mother was a student at Shrek Academy. I've received word. Take it and go to Shrek Academy. They will accept you."

The girl clutched the paper, pain filling her eyes. "What about you, Mother?"

"I'll be fine. Now that Zhou Yi has been crippled, Mother's revenge has been taken. If it weren't for her, I would have been a heaven-blessed prodigy too." The woman on the bed gave a bitter smile, her eyes filled with sorrow.

Because she had been expelled from Shrek Academy, her own clansmen had crippled her martial soul and treated her as a breeding tool, yet they still refused to acknowledge her child!

At the same time, by the East Sea, a thin young man wearing a faded short jacket and carrying a deflated old bundle over his shoulder strode briskly along the main road.

In his hand, he clutched a neatly folded sheet of paper. The paper had yellowed, its edges frayed from repeated handling. It was an old expulsion notice from Shrek Academy, bearing the striking signature: "Homeroom Teacher: Zhou Yi."

Not far away, a lavish caravan was slowly traveling down the same road. A family banner from some great city hung from the leading carriage, while the accompanying guards rode tall horses in gleaming armor.

At the caravan's flank, a fat young man in embroidered robes rode a small horse, tilting his head as he surveyed the roadside. When he spotted the yellowed paper in the thin young man's hand, his lips twisted, and he let out an undisguised sneer.

"Oh, isn't that the son of the Xie family's good-for-nothing? What's his name again... Xie Mu? Hahaha, Xie Mu, looks like you're really about to make your exit!"

He laughed so hard that he swayed back and forth in the saddle, his booming voice loud enough that people even poked their heads out from the carriage to take a look.