Scheming Gu Yue: Raising Tang Wulin to Devour Him?

Gu Yue sat on the edge of the Simulation Pod, watching Tang Wulin grimace as he rolled his shoulders. A strange flicker of emotion stirred in her heart.

The resonance of the golden dragon king bloodline gave her a natural sense of closeness to this little boy. It felt as though something deep inside her body was calling softly, making her want to draw nearer.

She licked the corner of her mouth, her gaze lingering on Tang Wulin.

Devour him.

The thought surfaced in her mind, carrying an instinctive temptation. As an avatar of the Silver Dragon King and the sovereign of all soul beasts, she understood the value of the golden dragon king bloodline better than anyone.

If she could devour this human and absorb his golden dragon king bloodline, the benefits would be immense.

But Gu Yue quickly suppressed that thought. Looking at Tang Wulin's youthful face, she weighed her options. He was still too weak. Although his golden dragon king bloodline was highly concentrated, it was nowhere near its peak.

Devouring him now would yield limited returns. Better to build a good relationship with him first, wait until he fully develops his golden dragon king bloodline, and let him "ripen." Then I can make my move. That would maximize the benefits.

An almost imperceptible smile curled Gu Yue's lips. She thought she was simply a genius.

Of course, Tang Wulin had no idea what Gu Yue was plotting... or rather, he understood it better than she did.

As a transmigrator, he knew Gu Yue's character all too well. An avatar of the Silver Dragon King, the sovereign of all soul beasts, cold on the outside but soft within, she felt a natural closeness to Tang Wulin.

In the original story, she had eventually fallen in love with him, but before that, she had indeed considered devouring him.

Tang Wulin chuckled inwardly. Who devours whom is still up for debate.

He possessed the golden dragon king bloodline and had also awakened the soft-boned enchanting rabbit martial soul. His potential for growth was limitless. Once he developed his strength, there was no telling who would become whose "nourishment."

Each harbored their own schemes, yet on the surface, they got along harmoniously. Gu Yue hopped down from the Simulation Pod, walked over to Tang Wulin, and said softly, "Come on. It's time to report to Master."

Tang Wulin nodded, and the two walked side by side out of the Spirit Ascension Platform area.

Leng Yaozhu was already waiting outside. Leaning against the wall with her arms folded, she froze briefly when she saw them emerge together, then broke into a look of delighted surprise.

"You two... know each other?"

"We met inside the Spirit Ascension Platform," Tang Wulin answered truthfully. "She ran into some trouble, so I gave her a hand."

Leng Yaozhu looked from Tang Wulin to Gu Yue, an amused gleam flashing in her eyes.

Of course, she knew that Gu Yue was also her disciple. She had taken in this exceptionally talented little girl some time ago. Gu Yue was aloof and rarely grew close to anyone, so she had never expected her to get along so well with Tang Wulin today.

"Since you've met, make sure you get along." Leng Yaozhu showed a rare, gentle smile. "Come on. Master will treat you to a meal as a welcome."

Tang Wulin's eyes lit up. "You're treating us, Master? Then I won't hold back!"

His gluttonous look made Leng Yaozhu laugh. "Don't worry. Master has plenty of money. Eat as much as you like."

Half an hour later, Leng Yaozhu sat in a private dining room at the upscale restaurant in the Spirit Pagoda Headquarters, staring at the mountain of empty plates before her and questioning herself deeply.

She took back what she had just said.

More than twenty empty bowls were already stacked in front of Tang Wulin. Leftovers covered the table, yet he was still brandishing his chopsticks, sweeping through the dishes before him like a gale scattering clouds. His mouth seemed to be a bottomless pit that could never be filled.

"Another serving of braised soul beast meat! Another steamed spirit fish! And that... bring a whole roast lamb, too!"

Tang Wulin shouted between mouthfuls. The servers hurried in and out, their expressions shifting from shock to numbness, then finally to profound awe.

Leng Yaozhu's mouth twitched as she watched her newly accepted disciple. In all her years, she had seen big eaters, but never anyone who could eat this much.

The little fellow looked only six years old, yet his appetite rivaled that of dozens of burly adult men. Everything he swallowed seemed to sink like a stone into the sea; his belly had not bulged in the slightest.

She was beginning to regret it. If he could eat this much at such a young age, what would happen when he grew up? Surely she, the deputy master of the Spirit Pagoda and a rank-98 Super Douluo, would not find herself unable to afford feeding a single disciple?

Tang Wulin felt helpless, too. He did not want to eat so much, but the golden dragon king bloodline naturally required enormous amounts of energy. On top of that, he now had the soft-boned enchanting rabbit martial soul. With the two combined, his appetite had doubled outright.

He felt like a devouring machine that never stopped, with a hole in his stomach that could never be filled.

I'm still so hungry.

Sitting opposite him, Gu Yue watched Tang Wulin wolf down his food, the corners of her mouth rising unconsciously. She set down her chopsticks, took an exquisite wooden box from inside her clothes, and gently pushed it toward him.

"Eat this."

Tang Wulin paused, put down his chopsticks, and opened the wooden box. A rich surge of energy washed over him. Inside lay a large, scarlet Red Jade Shrimp. Its translucent shell glowed with a soft red light, making it look like a work of art.

"A Red Jade Shrimp!" Leng Yaozhu exclaimed in surprise. "Gu Yue, where did you get this?"

Red Jade Shrimp were supreme treasures of the deep sea, containing immense amounts of energy. A single one equaled a month of cultivation for an ordinary soul master. They were worth a fortune, and even money could not necessarily buy one.

"I happened to obtain it earlier," Gu Yue said calmly. "Keeping it around serves no purpose."

Tang Wulin swallowed as he looked at the Red Jade Shrimp. Of course, he knew its value, but he was too hungry to think much about it. He grabbed the Red Jade Shrimp and stuffed it into his mouth.

The instant the shrimp meat entered his mouth, scorching energy erupted inside him like an exploding volcano.

Tang Wulin's face flushed bright red, and a red glow spread across his skin. The energy was overwhelming. His meridians felt as though they had been filled with lava, burning and swelling painfully, almost bursting his entire body apart.

Leng Yaozhu's expression changed. In a flash, she appeared beside Tang Wulin and pressed a palm against his back. Her soul power poured into his body like a torrent, helping him channel the rampaging energy.

"You silly child, how could you swallow it in one bite!" Leng Yaozhu did not know whether to laugh or scold him. "The energy in a Red Jade Shrimp has to be refined slowly. Who swallows the whole thing like that?"

As she spoke, she used her soul power to smooth out Tang Wulin's meridians, guiding the enormous energy into his soul power circulation bit by bit.

Tang Wulin's soul power level began climbing steadily, breaking through from rank eleven to rank twelve before surging higher still—rank thirteen!

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Leng Yaozhu's forehead, but she dared not stop. The Red Jade Shrimp's energy was too immense. Without timely guidance, Tang Wulin's meridians could easily burst.

Yet just then, Tang Wulin's consciousness suddenly began to blur.

He felt as though he had fallen into a bottomless ocean, surrounded by pitch-black darkness.

Then he saw a series of enormous gates—the eighteen seals. Each radiated an ancient, majestic aura, like a primordial beast that had endured through eternity, standing silently in the depths of his Sea of Consciousness.

Those were the golden dragon king seals.

Tang Wulin's consciousness halted before the seals as he gazed up at the enormous gates shining with golden light. Every seal was covered in intricate patterns, flowing with power that made his heart tremble.

Suddenly, a figure appeared before him.

It was an illusory figure whose face he could not make out, but he was tall and radiated a gentle, profound presence. Dressed entirely in white, he stood quietly watching Tang Wulin, like a god who had walked out of ancient times.

"You've come," the man said. His voice sounded like an echo through a mountain valley, carrying an indescribable weight of ages.

As Tang Wulin looked at the figure, a name suddenly rose in his mind. "Old Tang?"

The man seemed to smile. "You know me?"

Tang Wulin opened his mouth, unsure how to answer. Of course he knew him. Old Tang was a strand of divine consciousness left behind by Tang San, stripped of memories, and Tang Wulin's guide in the original story.

But he had never expected to meet him so early.