Early the next morning, he rose before the others.
Although he longed to spend time with them, even Limit Douluos could not handle the weight of his presence continuously.
As he prepared to leave, he saw Xiao Wu just finishing her dressing.
She wore a knee-length skirt in fresh shades of pink and white, decorated with silver accents
. White stockings and leather shoes completed her princess-like appearance.
"Brother Yuan Longxuan!" Xiao Wu ran to him, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Alright, Xiao Wu, I'll take you out to play," he said, smiling.
Her face lit up instantly. "Great! Finally, we can go out!"
"Mu Ma! Brother Yuan Longxuan, kiss me!" Xiao Wu squealed, giving him a quick, playful peck on the cheek.
Yuan Longxuan ruffled her hair, scratching her nose affectionately, amused by her audacity and charm
The northern region of the Heaven Dou Empire was bustling with activity as the Spirit Hall arrived in Holy Soul Village for its annual Spirit Awakening Ceremony.
This event sought out talented young men from the common people, hoping to recruit the next generation of Spirit Hall members.
"Tang San, Spirit Blue Silver Grass, Innate Spirit Power Level 10! Full Innate Spirit Power!"
Su Yuntao's voice echoed proudly. Yet none of the remaining eight academy members seemed surprised.
Only one pair of eyes shone with quiet brilliance. Tang San, now reincarnated as Tang Chuan, looked back at his former naive self from a third-person perspective. Emotion welled in his heart.
In this life, he was also the adopted son of Tang Hao.
Though no blood bound them, Tang Chuan's feelings made him instinctively call the older man "Dad."
Even as a God King, he never forgot filial duty. This devotion, natural and unshakable, was worthy of admiration.
Tang Chuan's heart was steadfast, his loyalty unwavering.
"What a pity! Even with full innate soul power, the Blue Silver Grass spirit is still limited. At best, it can sustain you to level 30."
Su Yuntao shook his head but issued Tang San a spirit certificate anyway.
Winning over the Blue Silver Grass? Useless. But reporting it was still necessary.
Tang Chuan clenched his right hand, silent. A faint smile played on the corner of his lips as he observed the scene.
His former self, though far from a God of Wisdom, clearly showed the rudiments of intelligence and perception.
"Next, Tang Chuan!"
With dignified steps, Tang Chuan advanced. As the reincarnation of a God King who had cultivated Xuantian Gong for six years, he knew his innate soul power had already reached its peak.
"Om!"
A brilliant light radiated from the magic circle.
Tang Chuan's hand clenched, and a lush green blade of Blue Silver Grass emerged.
Unlike the ordinary grass, this blade grew rapidly, doubling in thickness and exuding vitality.
Tang Chuan couldn't help but smile.
He was now a Blue Silver King! His spirit was on the verge of becoming a Blue Silver Emperor.
But joy was short-lived. The trace of Blue Silver Emperor blood within him vanished abruptly, halting his evolution.
[God King Tang San's setting: Pulled by the Heavens to fill the void left by the Son of Fortune, yet unexpectedly, the protagonist brought Tang San along.]
[Although God King Tang San had Emperor blood, only one Blue Silver Emperor could exist.
With Ah Yin already a Limit Douluo, Tang San's spirit could reach no higher than Blue Silver King.]
Tang Chuan's body shook. The sudden disappearance of the Emperor bloodline left him shocked.
He had awakened it already....how could it vanish?
His right hand lost its warmth, and he realized his twin spirits were no longer present.
No way! Could this mean his mother was still alive?
A spark of hope lit Tang Chuan's eyes. In this life, his mother was alive! He couldn't suppress a triumphant laugh.
"Tang Chuan, spirit Blue Silver Grass, soul power! How can you also have full innate soul power?"
Su Yuntao's face was pale with shock. Two Blue Silver Grasses? Two full innate powers? How could such a thing be possible?
Meanwhile, inside Notting Academy, two middle-aged men were locked in a brutal confrontation.
One had a crew cut and portly build, the other a long white beard.
Their bodies glistened with sweat as they collided, locked in combat.
"Little one, you really are too formidable! Even my old bones can't take it."
"Head of Court, aren't you being a bit excessive?" Yu Xiaogang, having survived countless attacks, finally allowed a faint smile.
Rescued from the overwhelming onslaught by the dean of Notting City College, the powerful Soul Master Fanos, Yu Xiaogang had endured years of hardship.
He had sold his Fasting cultivation techniques for survival and now, though wary, he found brief relief in the presence of the old master.
For Yu Xiaogang, surviving was instinct. Having mastered the core theory of the Ten Martial Spirits, a gift once imparted by the long-dead Fu Ye, he harbored hopes of one day nurturing a disciple strong enough to challenge the oppressive Spirit Hall.
Xiao Ganggang, I…" Fanos began, only to pause as Yu Xiaogang absorbed the atmosphere of relief and joy in the room.
Outside, the Dark Douluo puppet silently spread its influence, but Yu Xiaogang's spirit remained focused.
The happiness of the moment, simple as it was, brought clarity and reassurance.
"Rest for now. I'll review documents at the principal's office.
Clean the room and I'll see you this evening," Fanos instructed with a satisfied expression, closing the door behind him.
At the entrance of Notting Academy, two figures appeared: Yuan Longxuan and Xiao Wu.
Their noble presence and confident aura prompted the guards to step aside without question.
Even those inclined to oppress ordinary citizens recognized that these two were not to be trifled with.
"Brother Yuan Longxuan, what are we doing here?" Xiao Wu asked, her curiosity uncontained.
The human world presented countless wonders she wanted to explore, and Yuan Longxuan had planned this carefully....to help her understand the intricacies of the human realm step by step.
This visit would also provide a rare opportunity for Yuan Longxuan to interact with Xiao Wu in the presence of God King Tang San.
Whether she appeared due to fate or the will of the world remained uncertain, but it was bound to be interesting.
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