"Blue Silver Grass..."
"Why is my Martial Soul the most useless Blue Silver Grass?"
After returning home, Tang Wulin fiddled with the Blue Silver Grass in his hand, pouting and feeling utterly frustrated.
As everyone knew, Blue Silver Grass was the most infamous trash Martial Soul on the Douluo Continent. Even awakening a hammer would be better than this.
Don't even bring up Tang San, whose Martial Soul was Blue Silver Grass. He had heard from his brother since childhood that Tang San wasn't exactly a good person, and his Martial Soul wasn't a genuine Blue Silver Grass either...
This was the weakest Martial Soul, without a doubt!
"My brother is so amazing, but when it comes to me..."
He couldn't help but mutter to himself.
His brother had Innate Full Soul Power, while he was stuck with a measly level three.
"Am I even their real child?"
Tang Wulin blinked, questioning in his heart.
Well, you're actually not!
"Wu Lin."
"Actually, Blue Silver Grass is, um..."
"Already considered quite decent."
Looking at his slightly sad younger brother, Tang Luochuan instinctively wanted to comfort him, but the words got stuck in his throat, unable to come out.
After all, the other party hadn't received the help of the Golden Tree. No matter how you spun it, this Blue Silver Grass couldn't be made into something extraordinary.
"I'm fine, brother."
"At least I still have Soul Power. Even if I can't become a powerhouse like you in the future, at least..."
"I'll have the ability to protect Mom and Dad."
Tang Wulin's mindset was clearly quite positive. Before long, he flashed a bright smile and spoke straightforwardly.
Both Mom and Dad were ordinary people. In the future, his brother would become a great powerhouse and might not be able to take care of them, but he was obviously different.
"Besides."
"Maybe I'll find my own path in the future!"
He said with a look of anticipation on his face. Even though the possibility was slim, it wasn't entirely impossible.
"That's good."
"Brother believes in you..."
Tang Luochuan gave a gentle smile and nodded.
Indeed, he was the most normal protagonist of the three generations...
Aside from being Tang San's son, his younger brother had no flaws. No, this was his brother, not that man's son!
"Let's not talk about this anymore."
"Brother, have you decided what kind of Soul Spirit you'll get? The Spirit Transfer Pagoda said they'll give you one tomorrow."
Tang Wulin quickly thought of something else, his face filled with curiosity and anticipation.
"Well..."
"The Spirit Transfer Pagoda will take this more seriously than we will."
Tang Luochuan clearly wasn't too concerned, smiling gently as he spoke. He wasn't particularly worried about it.
The Spirit Transfer Pagoda's plan to gift him a Soul Spirit was, of course, within his expectations. After all, exchanging a hundred-year Soul Spirit for a genius with Innate Full Soul Power and no background was a huge win for them.
He wouldn't refuse the Spirit Transfer Pagoda's goodwill. It wasn't just about taking advantage, but in this era, aside from the Tang Sect and Shrek Academy, the Spirit Transfer Pagoda was the only other major force.
Not to mention, this was also the faction that Gu Yue would choose in the future. Building a good relationship early on wasn't a bad idea.
But speaking of Soul Spirits...
"Golden Dragon King Martial Soul."
"Does it require a Soul Spirit instead of a Blood Energy Soul Ring?"
Tang Luochuan's face showed a thoughtful expression. In the original story, Wu Lin had obtained Blood Energy Soul Rings. So what about him?
After absorbing a hundred-year Soul Spirit, would a Blood Energy Soul Ring as dazzling as gold also appear?
"..."
Meanwhile, in the bedroom, Tang Ziran and Lang Yue exchanged glances, their emotions far from calm.
The couple, one an eighth-rank Mecha Manufacturer and the other an eighth-rank Mecha Designer, were among the very best.
Their Soul Power cultivation had also reached the level of Soul Sages.
Although they were not considered strong in this era, they were far from ordinary people. It was only due to certain past events that they had come to live incognito in Aolai City...
"Should we..."
"Continue like this?"
Lang Yue was the first to break the silence, asking the question.
"Let our two precious sons..."
"Live the ordinary lives we once envisioned for them?"
"..."
Tang Ziran fell silent.
He only wished for his family to live a peaceful and happy life, where simplicity outweighed everything else, and they would encounter minimal danger. But now, it was clear that such a life was no longer possible.
Both of their sons had the talent to become Soul Masters. Although one was their biological child and the other was adopted, they loved them equally.
Among them, Wu Lin's talent was not high—it could even be described as poor. Perhaps his greatest achievement in life would be reaching the fourth Soul Ring, and that would only be under exceptional circumstances.
Becoming a Soul Master would be exhausting for him, and perhaps living as an ordinary person would be better. But this would depend on his own desires. If Wu Lin wanted to become a Soul Master, they would certainly support him.
But Luo Chuan's talent...
He possessed Innate Full Soul Power!
In the Soul Master Alliance that Aolai City belonged to, such talent was already exceedingly rare, not to mention his unprecedented dragon-type Martial Soul.
Tang Ziran had witnessed it himself—even though Luo Chuan was not yet a Soul Master, his Martial Soul had already instilled a sense of submission in Tang Ziran's own Martial Soul. How terrifying was that?
After all, even if his achievements in Soul Power were not extraordinary, Tang Ziran was still a Soul Sage, and his Martial Soul was the Golden Dragon Lion!
If such a talented son were to be buried...
He would never forgive himself.
After a moment, a glimmer of determination flashed in Tang Ziran's calm eyes, as if he had made up his mind.
"Have you decided?"
Lang Yue seemed unsurprised by his reaction, smiling softly as she asked.
"Of course."
"With our salaries in Aolai City, we couldn't even afford a ten-year Soul Spirit for our sons after saving for a year, let alone the hundred-year Soul Spirit the Spirit Transfer Pagoda offers. That would take over a decade of savings..."
"Right now, we simply can't nurture two geniuses."
Tang Ziran spoke solemnly, his expression serious.
"They can attend the primary academy at Hongshan Academy in Aolai City. After all, primary academies are more or less the same, so it won't affect Luo Chuan. As for Wu Lin, since his talent isn't strong, he can study there for three years and see if he truly wants to pursue the path of a Soul Master..."
Lang Yue shared her thoughts, speaking slowly.
"You always think things through so thoroughly, my dear."
Hearing this, Tang Ziran chuckled, clearly pleased with her words. Both sons were equally dear to him.
Wu Lin's talent wasn't strong.
If they were to go to Tianhai City, the strongest coastal city, for Luo Chuan's sake now, the abundance of geniuses in the surrounding area might end up crushing Wu Lin's confidence. This was not something Tang Ziran wanted to see.
"After this, the identity of a Mecha Designer..."
"It's time to restart it."
Tang Ziran's gaze fell upon a small box in the corner of the room. He walked over, opened it, and looked at the two Black-level Mecha Pilot badges inside, murmuring to himself.
"Our Mecha."
"I suppose it's still as sharp as ever."
(End of Chapter)