Durin's Diary

Chapter 955 Insignificant

With role models as their source of strength, the children of the Celestial Master's Mansion burst forth with unprecedented enthusiasm. Although the success rate after undergoing the ritual was only about 30%, the most interesting thing about metaphysics is the process of judging by appearances.

The only problem now is that the child who can transform into the form of Zhulongzi will probably have to be transferred from the Celestial Master's Mansion to the Zhulong Pavilion.

Although the teachers of the Celestial Master's Mansion were generally unwilling, they couldn't go against the rules set when the family split up back then. To be honest, Dulin didn't understand why the Celestial Master's Mansion could make such a fuss over the fact that the old man killed a member of the Navy back then, even more so than the conflict between the Navy and the Land.

Dulin's only concern today is helping people. Whether the children can awaken or have a new future is none of his business.

When he was in fourth grade, Dulin recognized the few young people in the crowd who had been beaten up by the brats from the Candle Dragon Pavilion.

"Mr. Dulin, you are so generous. Please just let us go like a fart." If he remembered correctly, the young man in the lead was a distant relative. Since the young man was so shameless, Dulin felt embarrassed to bully them. He smeared some sesame oil on their foreheads and let them go.

You are so kind.

The 11th had some reservations about this.

Young people, nothing more than petty squabbles over love. You can't stab them with such a laughable excuse, especially since they've already been beaten with folding chairs and bricks by the Zhulongzi gang. Most importantly, whether it's the present me or the me of my past life, the knife in my hand has never been used to kill such nameless nobodys.

As Dulin explained, he noticed that there was very little sesame oil left. He gestured that the oil bottle was empty and began to slow down.

The old Celestial Master of the Celestial Master's Mansion personally cheered Du Lin on and then asked him if he wanted to rest for a while.

"How about we wait until the fourth grade is over and then take a ten-minute break? By the way, are there any first graders still awakening now?"

In the past, when Dulin helped children awaken their bloodlines and gain advancement, it usually stopped after half an hour. However, this time, some first-grade children are still awakening from time to time. Just now, a Crimson Feather Child was awakened, with a head of fiery red hair, which made all the children extremely envious—after all, the Crimson Feather Child is the talent of the caster.

“Another one has awakened, but this child is quite strange. I sent someone to inquire about him.” When the old master mentioned this child, there was also doubt on his face: “I have lived for so long and have never seen a child like this before.”

"Bring it over so I can see it," Dulin said, somewhat curious.

"Okay." The old master said, and went to find the child.

After a while, a child with almost sickly pale skin was brought over. Her eyes were golden, and her hair was platinum blonde. What puzzled Dulin the most was a white ring on the child's head.

Dulin reached out and discovered that the halo was invisible, but it still emitted a soft light.

Do you know Eleven?

• I know that the angels are creations of the fifth ecosystem. When the tenth ecosystem was launched, there were several branches in the Western Continent, but I don't know why there was a branch of their offspring in the Eastern Land.

At this point, Eleven gestured for Dulin to reach out and touch the halo: "Use your psionic energy to touch the halo, read the bloodline treaty within it, and see which angel's descendant you are."

“Don’t be afraid, I’ll help you find your ancestors.” After saying that, Dulin activated his psionic energy and began to connect with his aura.

The instant they came into contact with the halo, the area was instantly reduced to just Dulin, the child, and the old master.

Before them stood a giant oak tree.

“The World Tree! Mr. Dulin, this is…” “I am tracing the ancestral bloodline of this child to see which angel he is a descendant of.”

"Angels...Does Teacher Pang know about this?" the old master asked.

“He’s from the Old Era, you should know that,” Dulin said, gesturing for the child to sit on the raised chair.

As soon as he sat down, a sapling sprouted from the back of the chair behind him. Du Lin watched the sapling grow into a giant tree. On both sides, Du Lin saw countless family branches spreading out, and the Li family, as the main branch, branched out again when it reached a high point.

In Dulin's eyes, he saw a female angel from his maternal grandfather's side.

Like her descendants, she had an almost sickly pale complexion, golden eyes, platinum blonde hair, and most importantly, she was all alone.

Angels can indeed reproduce asexually, but I never imagined it would be her.

who.

·Perlen Millair.

At this point, Shiyi hesitated for a moment.

Perron Millair, the former favorite assistant of Bailey Salisbury, the former head of the Westland Biological Department.

You mean, this child is a descendant of Beryl Shalis's assistant, and also the offspring of the Archduke she trusted most when he was still human.

Dulin began to wonder if it was all a trap or just good luck.

But as the Pink Witch, Belle Salis is unlikely to resort to scheming and trickery like Cindy.

So he felt there was still something wrong with all of this.

After dispelling the spell, Dulin called the old master aside and told him about the child's background.

Hearing that she was Belle Salis's assistant and a descendant of the offspring of the Great Demon she trusted most when he was still human, the old Celestial Master was stunned. He turned to look at the little guy: "He, he is the last of the Li family. Forgive me, young man, I cannot entrust the offspring of a loyal subject to you."

“I never said you were to hand him over to me. My meaning is simple: now that he has awakened his angelic nature and bloodline, you must protect him and prevent him from being captured by his ancestors.”

In Dulin's view, this child was indeed worthy of the great demon named Perren Mittel's attention. After all, he was her bloodline. Even though Perren Mittel was now a wicked god-demon whose mind had been twisted, his existence was enough to move these madmen. They would definitely try to obtain him.

"Do you mean to use him as bait?" The old master looked reluctant.

“I never said that, and I don’t think his life or death would concern that great demon. But what about other great demons or Perren Mittel’s opponents? They might naively think that this child is valuable and can be used to threaten Perren Mittel. In that case, do you think he would be in danger?” Dulin thought to himself, “If I were really bad, I would like to use him as bait, but you would definitely not agree.”

Besides, I'm not a bad person. Using children as bait is such a despicable thing to do.

After listening to what Du Lin said, the old man nodded: "Then I understand. No matter what, as long as he is still a student of the Celestial Master's Mansion, I will protect him."

(End of this chapter)