Chapter 10

You can feel anger on behalf of a friend; that shows you're a good kid who cares about friends, and I'm glad.

Wang Yan said gently, "But next time I suggest you don't rush to use violence, or rather, think first if there's a better solution before resorting to force."

"Understood, teacher."

Tang Wulin nodded a bit annoyed.

He understood Wang Yan's meaning.

Thinking carefully, the situation just now was truly dangerous.

Although he was confident that, when using the Golden Dragon Claw, his strength could match Dai Huabin's full‑firepower, he was far inferior in speed and defense, and having experimented two days ago, he could now wield the Golden Dragon Claw for only one minute; after that minute he would be a lamb awaiting slaughter.

If Wang Yan hadn't intervened in time to call a halt, the final outcome would likely have been far from optimistic.

Three years ago, when he rescued Na'er, his father Tang Ziruan warned him not to be reckless; but just now Huo Yutong was insulted, and his anger clouded his mind, leading him to act that way.

Next time he must be more rational.

Seeing Tang Wulin obediently accept his teaching, Wang Yan nodded with satisfaction, then shifted his tone and suddenly asked:

"Wulin, what's your martial soul?"

"Blue Silver Grass."

"Blue Silver Grass?" Wang Yan repeated softly, puzzled, then shook his head and denied, "No, it can't be that simple; you must have a Twin Soul."

Just now, while intervening in Tang Wulin's fight with Dai Huabin, he sensed an extremely strong pressure from Tang Wulin.

He knew Tang Wulin's Soul Power Level was only fourteen, which theoretically shouldn't produce such pressure on the Soul King.

So there was only one answer: Tang Wulin's martial soul is immensely strong, and Wang Yan felt suppression at the martial‑soul level.

Wang Yan's martial soul is the Coiling Dragon Staff, and to suppress him like that must be a top‑tier dragon‑type martial soul.

Moreover, while intervening, Wang Yan saw Tang Wulin's right hand transform into a dragon claw, clearly indicating a dragon‑type martial soul.

Wang Yan didn't think Tang Wulin would lie to him, so the boy likely truly has a Blue Silver Grass martial soul, but since he also possesses a dragon‑type martial soul he can't fake, he probably also has a dragon‑type Second Martial Soul.

Adding that a fourteen‑level boy can already wield power to suppress a thirty‑two‑level White Tiger martial soul…

Wang Yan murmured, "Golden Dragon?"

Hearing the term, Tang Wulin's eyes widened suddenly.

He had just heard the legends of the Golden Dragon King from Bei Bei a few days earlier, so he naturally knew the relationship between the Golden Dragon King and the Golden Dragon.

Wang Yan's guess, though still some distance from the truth, was very close.

Tang Wulin didn't expect that merely after a scuffle with classmates, his underwear would be seen through by his own class's teacher.

Seeing Tang Wulin's shocked expression, Wang Yan was convinced he was right, and his breathing quickened instantly.

The ancestral power, the Golden Dragon, even among all Ultimate Souls, belongs to the highest tier.

He could understand why Dean Yan placed him into this class temporarily.

Actually Freshman Class 7 wasn't originally overseen by Wang Yan; he was a teacher temporarily reassigned.

Yan Shaozhe had then cryptically told him to pay extra attention to Tang Wulin, and said nothing more.

Wang Yan was originally puzzled why Yan Shaozhe cared so much about Tang Wulin; if it were a Golden Dragon martial soul, all questions would be resolved.

Thinking of this, he suddenly recalled another question and asked Tang Wulin:

"Then what's Huo Yutong's martial soul?"

This cohort has two students transferred from Freshman Class 1 to Freshman Class 7. One is naturally Tang Wulin, the other is Huo Yutong.

Tang Wulin's martial soul is the Golden Dragon; what about Huo Yutong's? Tang Wulin shook his head.

"Sorry, teacher, without her permission I can't casually share her martial soul information with you."

"Ah, yes, I overstepped."

Though rejected, Wang Yan felt no displeasure.

For a soul master, information about martial souls and soul skills is vital, and he was pleased that Tang Wulin had such a sense of confidentiality.

Anyway, as Huo Yutong's homeroom teacher, he has the right to ask her at any time and isn't in a hurry now.

He exhaled slowly, saying gently, "Alright, you may leave; be more careful next time."

"Mm." Tang Wulin replied, but he didn't depart immediately, instead asking, "By the way, teacher, does our Academy have any places that need forging?"

"Forging? Why are you asking that?"

"Because I have a huge appetite, and I'm an orphan, I'm always in deficit, so I want to find a job quickly; my strongest skill is forging, and I want to make money with it."

"I see, I didn't expect you to have such a talent."

Wang Yan nodded knowingly.

Soul masters with a strong bloodline generally have large appetites; his master ancestor was of that type, so he wasn't surprised when Tang Wulin said his appetite was huge.

He suggested:

"I recommend you try your luck in the Soul Conductor Area; it's where soul conduits are made and experimented with, and the demand for metal forging and smelting is huge, perfect for your situation."

"Alright, got it, thank you, teacher!"

Tang Wulin was overjoyed, bowed to Wang Yan, and left the office.

Wang Yan smiled and saw him off, feeling very pleased.

Tang Wulin, this kid, not only has a prodigious talent, but unlike Dai Huabin he isn't haughty; he's courteous and hard to dislike.

Tang Wulin left the office and found a stranger student waiting at the door.

Seeing him come out, the student cheerfully greeted him.

"Yo, hello, I'm Zhou Sichen, how did it go, any punishment?"

Before Tang Wulin could answer, the student eagerly clapped onto his shoulder and said, "You kid are pretty impressive; I originally thought you were another second‑generation like Dai Huabin, but I didn't expect you could fight him like that—it really opened my eyes!"

Tang Wulin asked curiously:

"Did you know him before?"

If Zhou Sichen knew Dai Huabin, he might be able to get something from Zhou Sichen.

Zhou Sichen shook his head.

"I don't know him, but when I first got to class I went to find him and said hello. Hey, guess what, that guy acted all aloof, his nostrils practically pointing to the sky, really made me furious, and seeing you just argue with him really made my blood boil, so I've just decided to follow you from now on."

"？"

Tang Wulin looked puzzled.

He never expected that on his first day at Shrek Academy he would gain a follower two years his senior.

(End of chapter)