Chapter 3

This battle ended just like that, with danger but no harm.

Watching the purple soul ring slowly rise from the Mandala Snake's corpse, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.

Then Tang Ya abruptly moved close to Tang Wulin.

「Wulin, what's going on with your golden dragon claw? You just said your martial soul is Blue Silver Grass, right? Could you be a Twin Soul? Then what is your second martial soul? Why is it so powerful... 」

「Er... 」

Tang Ya's questions poured out nonstop from her mouth; obviously Tang Wulin's recent actions had given her a great shock.

Faced with this, Tang Wulin was overwhelmed.

He himself hadn't even figured out what the power of the Golden Dragon King was, so how could he possibly answer Tang Ya?

Fortunately, the attentive Bei Bei noticed his predicament and grabbed Tang Ya.

「All right, little Ya, don't get too worked up; let Wulin speak for himself. 」

After saying that, he also looked at Tang Wulin with great curiosity.

In the battle just now, his strongest combat power hardly played any role; the battle was almost settled by Tang Wulin and Huo Yutong working together.

They only have one ring each; if they said that, nobody would believe it.

Moreover, Bei Bei also wanted to know what that golden dragon claw, which gave him an instinctive sense of terror, actually was.

「Actually I'm not entirely clear either; I've had great strength since childhood, and recently I've been able to use a strange power, only just now gaining a bit of control over it; deep down I somehow know this power comes from an entity called the Golden Dragon King, but beyond that I'm still in the fog. 」

His statement was mostly true but partly false, concealing the existence of Old Tang and the Golden Dragon King's seal, while he told Bei Bei the other information.

And the part he did reveal was obviously enough to shock Bei Bei.

「Golden Dragon King? The ancestral source of power, the Golden Dragon King?! 」

「Bei Bei, do you know? 」

Tang Ya looked at him curiously.

Bei Bei nodded and related the story of the Golden Dragon King that he knew to everyone present.

As Mu En's great-great-grandson, although he is still young, he still has some understanding of the legends of the Dragon God.

After hearing it, Tang Ya's eyes lit up completely.

「That powerful? Then we've practically picked up a treasure! 」

「What an extreme power attribute! Even Tang Ya knows a bit about what that means. 」

「Yeah, and that would explain why Wulin's strength is so great. 」

Bei Bei took a deep breath, as if making some decision.

「Quick, little Ya, after you absorb the soul ring we'll head back to the academy; we need to let the academy know this news as soon as possible. 」

Tang Ya nodded and quickly sat down to begin absorbing the soul ring.

The following several days were spent in nonstop travel by the group.

Tang Wulin also learned then that Bei Bei and Tang Ya are students of the Mainland First Academy.

With all-out travel, the group reached the academy's gate in just a few days.

「Little Ya, take Yutong to register; I'll take Wulin to find an academy teacher. 」

「Okay. 」

Tang Ya lightly nodded, took Huo Yutong's hand and walked toward the admissions office, while Bei Bei brought Tang Wulin into the academy and headed deeper inside.

「Wulin, later I'll take you to meet someone very formidable; you must perform well, understood? 」

「Yeah. 」

Although he didn't know who Bei Bei was referring to, he sensed the seriousness in his tone; Tang Wulin took a deep breath, suppressed his nervousness, and resolved not to let Bei Bei lose face.

Soon, the two arrived in front of a new student dormitory building.

「Great Ancestor, I have something important to discuss with you. 」

Tang Wulin looked in surprise at the withered old man.

「Bei Bei, you haven't come to see me in a long time; what's up? 」

「It's like this. 」

Next, Bei Bei told the old man everything that had happened after meeting Tang Wulin, in detail.

The old man started out calm, but as he listened, his expression changed slightly.

After hearing it all, he let out a long breath.

「I see, the Golden Dragon King? I can understand why you came to find me. 」

After saying that, he looked at Tang Wulin beside him and pointed at himself.

「Come, child, use the golden dragon claw Bei Bei mentioned and strike me with all your strength. 」

「Old sir, that's not okay, is it? 」

Tang Wulin hesitated a bit.

His strength is considerable; if he struck the old man with full force, something might happen.

「My name is Mu En; just call me Mu Lao. 」 Mu En chuckled: 「It's fine; my cultivation is far higher than you imagine, I won't be hurt by your strike—go ahead. 」

「All right then. 」

Tang Wulin took a deep breath and extended his right hand.

The golden dragon claw appeared again; seeing it, Mu En's eyes lit up instantly.

He also felt that deep-bloodline fear.

His martial soul is the top-tier dragon-type martial soul, the Radiant Holy Dragon; only something like the Gold and Silver Dragon King or the Dragon God's Nine Sons could cause him such overwhelming pressure.

After taking a deep breath, Tang Wulin threw a full-force punch at Mu En.

He had prepared to pull back his power if Mu En couldn't block it.

But his worry was futile; Mu En simply stretched out his hand casually and easily blocked the Golden Dragon Claw.

Tang Wulin only felt as if he had slammed into a high wall; no matter how hard he pushed, he could not advance an inch.

Mu En nodded with satisfaction, gave a light push with his hand, and Tang Wulin was forced to step back a few paces.

"Very good."

By his estimate, Tang Wulin's current strength was roughly comparable to that of an ordinary Soul Elder after using a soul skill.

For a soul cultivator only a little over ten levels, that was already a terrifying figure.

Bei Bei asked respectfully, "Patriarch, what should we do next?"

Mu En said gently, "Let him enroll early; a genius cannot be treated by ordinary standards. I'll inform Shao Zhe of his situation, so you won't have to worry about the paperwork. Afterwards, just bring him to the Sea God Pavilion for training every weekend."

"Yes!"

Bei Bei nodded with delight.

He knew that his own sect's founder had taken the desire to accept disciples.

"Come, Wulin, let's go find Xiao Ya and the others."

After Bei Bei bowed to Old Mu while pulling Tang Wulin, they hurried toward the school gate.

Watching the figures of the few departing, Mu En squinted his eyes.

"The bloodline of the Golden Dragon King? Interesting."

Mu En had little time left; he had already thought that he would never take on disciples again in this life.

He did not expect that before his death he would still encounter a genius of this caliber.

If cultivated properly, Tang Wulin becoming the Sea God Pavilion Master two generations later would not be difficult at all.

"Hehe, truly eye‑opening; I hope he won't disappoint me."

Mu En smiled contentedly, leaned back into his wheelchair, and closed his eyes.

(End of chapter)