I have grasped the core of my bloodline

The first semester officially came to an end.

With their parents missing and nowhere to call home, Tang Wuling and Chen An could only stand quietly at the school gates.

As they watched their classmates leave in groups and saw Gu Yue and Xie Xie off, their two lonely figures became all the more conspicuous.

Just then, a cool, aloof figure approached at an unhurried pace. It was Wu Changkong.

"What are your plans for the holidays?"

When both shook their heads, Wu Changkong spoke calmly.

"If you have nothing to do, come with me."

Without much hesitation, the two followed Wu Changkong and boarded a Soul Guidance Train bound for Heaven Dou City.

The train's seats were arranged in neat rows. Chen An sat by the window, Tang Wuling in the middle, and Wu Changkong on the aisle.

Since Chen An was not joining the Tang Sect, he did not need to take part in its training.

Wu Changkong gently suggested that he sleep or meditate to pass the time.

Chen An nodded slightly in agreement.

A moment later, Wu Changkong quietly released his soul power, laying down a tightly woven soundproof barrier that shut out all the noise outside.

Within the barrier, only the voices of teacher and student remained.

Wu Changkong gave Tang Wuling a copy of the Tang Sect's foundational cultivation method—the Mysterious Heaven Skill—and guided her through its practice.

Chen An's Roulette was refreshing.

Fortuitous encounter—receive the corresponding growth path—cultivation method?

He felt no stir of excitement.

The Mysterious Heaven Skill left behind by Tang San was incomplete. Besides, compared with the other special talent categories, a foundational cultivation method like this offered little value for a draw.

Beside him, Tang Wuling slowly circulated her soul power through the Mysterious Heaven Skill under Wu Changkong's