Will Carp Evolve into Gyarados?

Chen An seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, calmed his mind, and sat cross-legged beside Tang Wulin's bed.

The Golden Dragon King aura raging and boiling within the girl was domineering and majestic, endlessly spilling outward.

The Dragon Scale on his chest trembled with heat, gently drawing in the scattered golden dragon aura and merging it into his body.

The Roulette continued spinning at high speed. At the same time, the changes in Chen An's body grew increasingly intense.

Soul power throughout his body churned wildly. His limbs went numb and sore, and fine beads of cold sweat seeped from his skin, continuously sliding down his youthful cheeks.

After an unknown amount of time, the rapidly spinning Roulette gradually slowed before finally coming to a complete stop.

The indicator landed squarely on the [Bloodline Evolution] section!

Buzz—!

His soul power broke through to level 21.

The discomfort sweeping through his body slowly faded, replaced by an entirely new sensation of clarity, lightness, and immense strength.

The dragon-blooded talent hidden deep within his bloodline was elevated once more.

Chen An slowly exhaled a breath of foul air. His entire body was already drenched in sweat, his clothes clinging to his skin, and he looked exhausted from the exertion. Yet his eyes were exceptionally clear.

He immediately checked his status panel and saw the most obvious change at a glance.

A pale golden progress bar had quietly appeared beneath the previously lone entry for [Carp (Special Dragon Breed)].

[Bloodline Evolution Progress: 9%]

Still, why did this feel like something from a game? If it was going to evolve, why did it need a percentage?

With a thought, Chen An released part of the suppression on his body and quietly summoned his Martial Soul.

Translucent, lustrous Crimson Fish Scales appeared across his body. Their sheen was gentle and their texture delicate. They did not seem much different from before, but a closer look revealed the change.

The edge of every crimson scale was wreathed in a faint, intermittent golden pattern.

It was hard to say exactly where the transformation lay, but the overall quality of his bloodline and the foundation of his Martial Soul had become completely different.

After confirming the changes within himself, Chen An withdrew his Martial Soul, suppressed all traces of his origin aura once more, and returned to the unremarkable appearance of an ordinary child.

He turned to look at Tang Wulin on the bed.

The girl was still unconscious, her brows tightly furrowed and her lips slightly pursed. From time to time, she let out one or two faint, pained groans.

The unrest of the Golden Dragon King Bloodline within her had yet to subside. It was still slowly completing its awakening and tempering.

Chen An did not step forward to touch her.

The awakening of the Golden Dragon King Bloodline was her destined opportunity. Interference from others would instead disrupt the rhythm of her bloodline tempering, doing more harm than good.

So he simply sat quietly beside the bed, silently keeping watch and patiently waiting for the girl to complete this unusual Soul Spirit fusion and bloodline awakening.

From afternoon until late at night, the restless aura in the room finally began to settle.

Tang Wulin's tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed, and the pain on her face faded. Her breathing became steady and deep, while the golden dragon aura spilling from her body completely withdrew and lay dormant within her.

She slowly opened her eyes. A flash of dazzling golden light flickered through them before they returned to their clear brightness, though her expression carried the weariness of someone who had just awakened.

This Soul Spirit fusion, far beyond the ordinary and concealing a bloodline transformation, had finally come to a complete end.

Tang Ziran had long since returned home, while Lang Yue had been waiting eagerly for quite some time.

Even Mang Tian, who was usually busy at the forging workshop, had specially made time to come, hoping to witness the important moment when the two children entered the ranks of Soul Masters.

The sister and brother walked out one after the other, instantly drawing everyone's attention.

"Wulin, Xiao An, how do you feel? Did it go smoothly?"

Lang Yue hurried forward, her tone full of concern.

Tang Wulin nodded lightly. Though she had endured excruciating pain, her eyes were filled with joy and determination.

"It went very smoothly, Dad, Mom. I successfully became a Soul Master."

Mang Tian folded his arms across his chest.

"Come on, show me your Martial Souls and Soul Rings. Let me see what you've achieved."

Tang Wulin raised her hand first. Deep blue Bluesilver Grass quietly spread outward, faint light flowing over it as a plain white Ten-Year Soul Ring lit up around her.

Though it was an inferior Ten-Year Soul Spirit, the vitality of the Bluesilver Grass was faintly greater than before, as if it showed signs of transformation.

Because Chen An had used Martial Soul Mutation to stall for time while Tang Wulin was still fusing with her Soul Spirit, Mang Tian grabbed a strand of Bluesilver Grass and tugged on it.

To his surprise, he discovered that Tang Wulin's Bluesilver Grass was tougher than normal Bluesilver Grass.

Afterward, Chen An concealed his second Soul Ring and released only the most basic form of his Martial Soul. Crimson fish scales faintly emerged over his body, and a yellow Hundred-Year Soul Ring steadily lit up around him.

The Tang couple looked at their two accomplished children, their eyes and brows filled with gentle smiles. Laughter filled the room, and warmth suffused the air.

In this warm and harmonious family atmosphere, the sister and brother formally established their first foothold on the path of Soul Masters, quietly bidding farewell to their ignorant childhood years of cultivation.

The two peacefully completed their years at the junior Soul Master academy and graduated successfully.

Following the established course, they were about to leave Aolai City and travel together to Eastsea City.

On the eve of their departure, a continuous drizzle swept across all of Aolai City.

Fine rain fell from the sky, leaving the air fresh and damp.

Chen An walked out of the house alone and strolled through the endless curtain of rain.

Water was the attribute most compatible with his bloodline. The rain brushing across his body brought him extreme comfort and relaxation, washing away all the fatigue accumulated from days of cultivation.

He walked slowly all the way until he finally stopped beneath the eaves of an empty building along the street.

With a thought from Chen An, nearly imperceptible transparent Ripples appeared at his fingertips.

A gentle, delicate power quietly circulated around his body, guiding, stripping away, and letting every raindrop clinging to his clothes slide off.

He had developed this use after being caught in the rain many times and gaining a deeper understanding of his soul skill.

He straightened up and calmly looked into the rain.

"Childhood was boring, but it was pretty interesting too. I miss it."

The next instant, the space beside him rippled slightly. A cold, profound void aura quietly emerged, and a slender figure silently solidified.

Demon Spirit and Chen An stood quietly beneath the eaves.

Chen An did not look at him. He stretched out his hand and caught a few drops of rain falling from the eaves.

"The next stop is Eastsea Academy. You can go make preparations. I'll stay by the Golden Dragon King's side to help my lord. There's no need for assistance here for now."

A few seconds later, Demon Spirit vanished without replying.

Chen An raised his head again to observe the sky. Having rested enough, he was just about to head home.

Suddenly, someone called out from nearby.

"Xiao An, Xiao An! Where are you!"

It was Tang Wulin. She was wandering along the road with an umbrella raised above her.

Chen An arranged his expression, deliberately splashed some water onto himself, and then waved like a child.

"I'm here!"

Tang Wulin followed the sound, and the moment she saw Chen An, she immediately ran over with a bright smile.

"Why did you go out by yourself again? It's raining, and you'll get sick if you get wet."

Chen An gently shook his head. "Sorry, I wanted to buy something tasty."

Relying on her height advantage, Tang Wulin had often rubbed Chen An's head over the past three years. This time was no exception.

"Then let's go together, Xiao An."