"My name is Tang Luochuan."
"From now on,"
"I will be your family."
Tang Luochuan held Na'er's hand tightly, speaking in a gentle tone.
The tragedy of being frozen for ten thousand years was something he absolutely did not want to see, whether it was his younger brother Wu Lin or the other party involved.
Of course, he would protect his younger brother, and similarly, the fate of the Silver Dragon King would also be decided by him!
"I..."
"I understand, Brother Luo Chuan."
Na'er seemed to be influenced by his determined gaze, a sweet smile on her face as she nodded.
"Brother..."
"What's this?"
Beside them, Tang Wulin, who had arrived late, looked at the scene before him with a puzzled expression and couldn't help but ask.
"This is Na'er."
"From now on, she will be our family."
Tang Luochuan held Na'er's hand and looked in Tang Wulin's direction as he introduced her.
"Family..."
Tang Wulin blinked, deep in thought.
He didn't quite understand what family meant, but in just a short while, his brother had gone and brought back a girl?
"Hmm..."
"Let's go back first, and we'll talk more later."
Tang Luochuan smiled slightly, looking at the still-confused Tang Wulin as he spoke calmly.
"Alright."
"..."
After returning home, Tang Luochuan sat in the living room, with Na'er sitting shyly beside him. In front of them were Tang Ziran and Lang Yue, both silent.
"Luo Chuan, you..."
"Just brought her back like that?"
After a moment, it was Tang Ziran who broke the silence, unable to hold back his words, his face a mix of amusement and exasperation.
His son was only six years old!
He had just awakened his Martial Soul, and now he had brought home a little girl?
Was this like bringing home a child bride?
"Na'er said she has no family."
"So I brought her back."
Tang Luochuan spoke calmly, his expression composed.
As he spoke, he recounted the events that had transpired, including how he had scared off the bullies...
"..."
"In the future, if you encounter such a situation again, make sure you're not in danger before helping others."
Hearing this, the smile on Tang Ziran's face faded, and he gently patted his son's shoulder, speaking earnestly.
This was his son, Tang Ziran.
Luo Chuan had just become a Soul Master, yet he already knew to protect the weak and save a little girl from bullies. Regardless of talent, this kind of character alone destined him for a bright future.
Although it felt a bit like bringing home a child bride, his actions were completely justified.
"This isn't just for your brother, Wu Lin. You need to remember this too, understand?"
He patted Tang Wulin's head as he spoke again.
"Got it, Dad."
Tang Wulin replied obediently.
"Little one, your name is Na'er, right? Do you know where your home is?"
After this, Tang Ziran finally turned his gaze to Na'er, studying her for a moment before asking softly.
"Home..."
"I don't know."
Hearing this, Na'er's innocent face showed confusion, followed by a hint of sadness as she shook her head.
"Only knows her name, huh..."
Lang Yue's face showed deep thought. Only knowing her name made things quite difficult. Even if they went to the federal government, it would likely be impossible to find her family.
"Then, before you recall any clues about your family, you can stay with us for now. Come, let Auntie give you a bath."
She gently patted Na'er's head, looking at her dirty little face with a heart full of pity, and spoke softly.
[The host has saved the amnesiac Na'er and brought her home, undoubtedly increasing the family's burden, triggering the Strive System.]
[How can the host be troubled by financial issues?]
[A savings card with ten million federal credits has been specially issued, hoping to assist with daily expenses, already placed in the system space.]
"Ten million federal credits..."
Hearing the voice in his mind, Tang Luochuan was momentarily stunned.
This amount was no small sum. After all, his parents' monthly salary was only around ten thousand federal credits. Ten million federal credits...
In the original story, when his parents left Wu Lin, they had only hastily left behind a mere million federal credits. Even with his parents' actual capabilities, earning ten million would take an unknown amount of time.
However, he wasn't sure when he would be able to openly use this money. Withdrawing such a large sum would definitely cause significant issues...
"But before that..."
"I should also pay attention to a secondary profession."
Tang Luochuan instinctively thought about it. Developing a second profession was also a hallmark of geniuses in this era, and his favorite was forging, one of the most challenging secondary professions.
Located not far from their home was the Mang Tian Workshop, whose owner was the first forging teacher of his younger brother in the original story. He had a close relationship with their parents and was a sixth-level forging master.
As far as he knew, his father Tang Ziran was also a forger, though he hadn't spent much time on it, only reaching the fifth level.
His younger brother Wu Lin would become the strongest divine craftsman in the future, largely due to the Golden Dragon King Bloodline within him. With the immense strength brought by his own Golden Dragon King Martial Soul, not pursuing forging would almost be a disservice to the system...
"Luo Chuan, is there something else you want to say?"
Noticing Tang Luochuan's gaze, Tang Ziran sensed that there was something else on his mind and asked kindly.
"Dad, now that I've awakened my Martial Soul, I was wondering if I could, as we discussed before, become a..."
"Forging master."
Tang Luochuan said with a smile, speaking slowly.
"That's right!"
Beside him, Tang Wulin's eyes also lit up, as if he had thought of something, nodding his little head vigorously and speaking with equal seriousness.
For a moment, the image of himself tightly gripping a forging hammer flashed through his mind, and a strange feeling welled up in his heart. He had a premonition that this would be a profession that would accompany him for life.
"Hmm?"
Hearing this, Tang Ziran's expression paused for a moment, then he recalled the time when he had dined with his friend Mang Tian, and the expectations his two sons had for the forging hammer.
At that time, he had thought that perhaps his two sons would eventually be connected to the forging profession. He hadn't expected that just after becoming a Soul Master, Luo Chuan would already have such thoughts.
"But should I really let them walk this path?"
He couldn't help but wonder in his heart.
Becoming a blacksmith is no easy task. It requires more time and effort than any other secondary profession. Even I have only dabbled in it.
However, when his gaze fell upon Tang Wulin, it paused for a moment, as if he had made a certain decision.
"Let's go. I'll take you to see Uncle Mang Tian. Whether you have the potential to become blacksmiths depends on his judgment, not mine, an outsider."
Tang Ziran snapped out of his thoughts and said with a smile, clearly having made up his mind. Luo Chuan's talent was strong.
Whether he became a blacksmith or not wouldn't affect his potential. Moreover, this was a profession he had loved since childhood. Perhaps he could even reach the pinnacle.
But Wu Lin was different...
His potential was limited. If he truly had talent in this area, it could be a viable path for his future.
Even a mid-level blacksmith was highly sought after. Even if Wu Lin's cultivation stopped at the Soul Venerable level in the future, being just a fifth-level blacksmith would still allow him to live a happy life.
"Long live Dad!"
Hearing his father's words, Tang Wulin immediately laughed with joy. Beside him, Tang Luochuan also smiled. He had noticed the slight pause in his father's gaze when he looked at Wu Lin earlier, clearly showing concern for him.
"As expected."
"No matter what potential I have, it will never affect my parents' love for Wu Lin. Even without a blood relationship..."
"We will still be the best of brothers."
His eyes filled with a smile as he thought to himself.
"..."
The blacksmith's workshop.
Upon arriving,
"Brother Mang Tian, are you busy?"
Tang Ziran guessed that the other party was in the middle of a forging task. Leading the two brothers into the workshop, he asked.
"Not too bad..."
"Brother Tang, wait a moment. I'm almost done with this piece of metal."
"If you have something to say, go ahead."
Mang Tian seemed very busy. He glanced up briefly before lowering his head again, his two forging hammers never stopping.
The rhythmic "ding ding dong dong" sounds were crisp and loud, carrying a sense of rustic yet powerful strength.
"It's nothing urgent. Finish your work first."
"Both Luo Chuan and Wu Lin want to become blacksmiths. Could you assess whether they have the potential?"
Tang Ziran spoke softly, a calm smile on his face.
"If it's nothing urgent, then that's good..."
Mang Tian nodded subconsciously, but the next moment, after clearly hearing the other's words, his eyes widened abruptly, as if he had heard something unbelievable.
"Luo Chuan, with his Innate Full Soul Power..."
"You want him to become a blacksmith?"
The speed of his hands involuntarily increased, and the previously stable rhythm instantly fell apart. He quickly stopped and couldn't help but ask.
(End of Chapter)