Chapter 40: A Different Life

"It's okay, just the teacher is a bit... strange."

After thinking it over, Tang Wulin still politely used the word 'strange' to define it.

"For some reason, she's extremely strict with our practical combat training, looking like she wants us to defeat someone... probably hoping to pass the class promotion tournament and become Class One?"

Xie Xie recalled a scene he saw during class assignment and fell silent.

"Probably not to defeat Class One, but to defeat Class Five, right? Just unrequited love, what grudge or grievance is there, how did it turn out like this?"

Not telling these words to Tang Wulin, Xie Xie asked:

"Is the training painful?"

"Not painful, rather, because of the practical combat training, I actually got a chance. After all, my strength is pretty great, and now I've even become one of the class promotion tournament preliminary contestants."

Tang Wulin quickly finished a bowl of white rice, then asked for another, "Don't just talk about me, how about you?"

"Class One treatment is pretty good, all kinds of preferential treatment, the teacher is also very friendly. He taught us a new meditation method, and I'm almost becoming a Two-ring Grand Soul Master."

"Really? You're amazing." Tang Wulin's face showed amazement.

"Amazing?"

Xie Xie's face darkened, "Do you still remember those two people we met the day before class assignment?"

"Of course I remember." Tang Wulin nodded.

He later met Huo Yuhao a few more times at the academy, exchanged names, so of course he remembered.

"They're the real freaks!" Xie Xie started pouring out his grievances, "One is Rank 27, one is Rank 33, their momentum in battle is comparable to a Four-ring Soul Ancestor! I originally thought I was the most talented, didn't expect to run into them."

Tang Wulin stared wide-eyed, looking at Xie Xie in shock. Seeing he didn't look like he was lying, a thought rose in his heart.

Maybe later tell the teacher, their class and Class One shouldn't compete...

"Help! Robbery!"

A cry of alarm rang out above Snack Street.

Tang Wulin came to his senses, looked toward the sound, and saw a middle-aged man with a pale face run out of a small alley, followed by two burly men with ugly expressions, knives in their hands.

"Told you to shout! Watch me not give you some color to see today!"

Seemingly because they failed to stop the person, the two burly men flew into a rage out of humiliation, completely disregarding that they were in public, and still chased the middle-aged man.

Some passersby compared builds, then looked at the knives in the two big men's hands, and dared not step forward to act bravely for justice.

Tang Wulin frowned, about to stand up to help, but was pressed down by Xie Xie with one hand.

"No problem."

Xie Xie glanced at the two hoodlums' clothing and dress, and coldly laughed.

"Not Donghai locals, no wonder they dare to act wildly here."

Tang Wulin was stunned, what did that mean?

The surrounding shop owners watching this scene were also fairly calm, just carefully pulling away distance to avoid being harmed by association.

"What are you doing?!"

Before long, a resonant voice rang out, causing the two little hoodlums to stop. They turned to look, only to see a strong man in uniform walk over, a fierce smile on his face.

Public Security Squad?

The two's faces changed, still wanting to run, but the Public Security Squad man's exposed skin had already turned iron-gray, and at his neck grew patches of protruding iron-gray scales. Several soul rings rose, but before Tang Wulin could see clearly, he saw the man stamp his foot and rush to the front of the two.

Bang bang two sounds, the two hoodlums hadn't even reacted before they were knocked to the ground by the man, two handcuffs smoothly clamped onto their hands.

"You didn't even inquire, who protects this street, and you come to commit robbery?"

The man coldly snorted, casually threw the two hoodlums to his companions behind him, clapped his hands, withdrew his martial soul, and walked toward Tang Wulin and them.

"Boss, give me three bowls of Braised Beef Pot, ten bowls of rice. I've eaten a circle around Donghai City, and your Braised Beef Pot is the most comfortable to eat."

"Right away, Light Dragon Captain." Li Shu obviously knew the other party well, "Not busy lately?"

"Public security nearby is still pretty good, sitting in the office my body's almost rusting."

Finding a seat and sitting down, Light Dragon smiled and said: "Didn't expect to run into two idiots just coming out to eat with a colleague."

"They didn't know the Public Security Squad station is nearby, should be newcomers." Li Shu also laughed in response.

At this time, seeing Light Dragon sitting a few meters away, Tang Wulin only then reacted from the battle just now, carefully sizing up Light Dragon.

Don't know why, just now when the other party released his martial soul, he felt an inexplicable palpitation, so he momentarily lost focus... what was that about?

Speaking of which, didn't expect to see a Four-ring Soul Ancestor make a move just going out for a meal. His teacher is a Soul King powerhouse, but he's never seen the other party make a move...

"If not worried those two would accidentally injure the residents here, he wouldn't have used his martial soul at all."

Xie Xie saw Tang Wulin's careful movements, found it a bit funny, "So don't look at Light Dragon Captain's fierce appearance, he's actually quite kind."

"Xie Xie, you know him?" Tang Wulin looked away, asked.

"Who doesn't know him among regulars of this street?"

Xie Xie said: "He counts as a well-known legend."

Light Dragon, Public Security Squad Captain, ordinary family background, parents deceased, only one older brother, but both brothers had good martial souls, belonging to Sub-dragon Martial Soul. At age six they awakened martial souls at Spirit Pagoda, obtained soul spirits, and gradually emerged...

Listening to Xie Xie's narration, Tang Wulin didn't know why, had a feeling of seeing his own replay, inexplicably a bit happy, and even downed seven bowls of rice, letting Light Dragon on the side notice.

"Good fellow, seems like he can eat even more than me."

Smiling with interest, Light Dragon was just about to look away, when he saw the bracelet Tang Wulin always wore when going out, under his parents' instructions.

"..."

Pursing his lips, a trace of jealousy flashed in Light Dragon's eyes. If he had that before, he could have gone further, right...

But after thinking a while, he again showed a relieved smile.

If not for Spirit Pagoda's funding, only one of him and his brother could obtain a soul spirit. The other person would be unable to cultivate, living forever with jealousy and unwillingness. What kind of life would that be?

Light Dragon couldn't imagine it, but still felt that wasn't a satisfying life... he's already living gloriously, why bother being jealous?

When Tang Wulin asked for another serving of Braised Beef Pot, Light Dragon brought his own Braised Beef Pot and sat beside him, handing the food to him.

"You were just talking about me, right? Then how about you let me hear your story?"

……

"Work hard from now on, and don't waste your forging talent."

After hearing Tang Wulin's abridged experiences, Light Dragon left the money, patted Tang Wulin's shoulder, stood up, and left.

Tang Wulin watched Light Dragon's departing figure, his face full of confusion. "Xie Xie, why is Captain Light Dragon interested in me?"

"You still don't know?" Xie Xie revealed an expression that was hard to tell whether it was admiration or looking at a fool. "That soul tool on your hand represents a form of recognition from the Spirit Pagoda. Light Dragon's older brother has one too. I've seen it on this street before, so I recognized your bracelet at a glance."

Tang Wulin was curious. "Older brother?"

Xie Xie rarely showed a solemn expression.

"His older brother is the East Sea Mecha Squad Captain — Guang Biao, a Seven-ring Soul Saint! His identity is comparable to the East Sea Executive Official……"

Seven-ring?!

Only those two words remained in Tang Wulin's eyes; he couldn't hear anything else, and his face gradually turned dull.

That was a realm he didn't even dare to imagine, but judging by Xie Xie's meaning, could he possibly have similar achievements?

"Little friend Wu Lin, you're a forging genius. Want to join us?"

The Spirit Pagoda receptionist's words echoed in his ears, and a strong stirring rose in Tang Wulin's heart.

He, could he too?

(End of Chapter)