Douluo Amon: I am the Heavenly Venerable of the Dragon King

When guiding students in meditation in the afternoon, the teacher spent the least amount of time with him. Why "almost"? Because Nan Fusheng was the same way.

"Is my martial soul really that bad?" Tang Wulin's unhappiness gradually turned into stubbornness. "Even if my martial soul is bad, I must become a great soul master. Nan Fusheng is right, there are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters. Success is 99% effort and 1% talent. If my martial soul isn't good enough, then I'll work extra hard!"

Looking at Tang Wulin, who had been manipulated by him all afternoon, Nan Fusheng couldn't help but feel speechless. This kid was too easy to fool. He had only given Tang Wulin some toxic chicken soup from his past life, but he didn't expect him to actually believe it.

The saying "Nothing is impossible to a willing mind" doesn't hold true in the Douluo Continent, where bloodline and martial spirit almost determine everything.

However, there was one thing he wasn't lying about: he was certain that Tang Wulin would become a powerful Soul Master in the future. With the bloodlines of the Golden Dragon King and the son of a God King, and with grandparents who were the rulers of planes and the core of life, plus three opportunities for his God King father to intervene, as long as he followed the steps, he was guaranteed to become a god.

"Fusheng, if you're free after school, would you like to come to my house for dinner? My mom's cooking is amazing."

Meanwhile, Tang Wulin had slowly emerged from his depression. He was naturally cheerful and had figured things out on his own. With Nan Fusheng's encouragement, the day's stress naturally dissipated. However, at this moment, his stomach rumbled, making Tang Wulin's face turn slightly red. He didn't forget to extend an invitation to Nan Fusheng beside him.

“Okay,” Nan Fusheng agreed without hesitation, as this was one of his goals.

Tang Wulin and Nan Fusheng were walking when a small figure by the roadside suddenly caught his attention.

Although the afternoon sun wasn't as strong as at midday, the weather was still excellent, so the sunlight still brought some warmth. What attracted Tang Wulin was a glimpse of silver under the sunlight.

A little girl was squatting by the roadside. She looked even younger than him, but she had short silver hair that reflected the sunlight naturally on her rare hair color.

As if some unseen force drew them together, the little girl looked up at him. Her face was dirty, and her somewhat tattered clothes made her look like a little beggar. However, besides her short silver hair, she had a pair of unusual eyes.

Her eyes were large, with pupils like two clear amethysts. Even from a distance, Tang Wulin seemed to see his reflection in her eyes. Her long eyelashes curled upwards naturally.

Their eyes met, and the little girl did not avoid his gaze; her beautiful eyes held only a hint of surprise.

"Here comes the Silver Dragon King," Nan Fusheng thought to himself.

This was the first time Nan Fusheng had seen this famous Silver Dragon King. To be honest, he was indeed beautiful. Even though he was just a child now, it was not hard to tell that he would definitely become a stunning beauty in the future.

With that white hair, it's no wonder so many fanfictions like to portray her as the female lead.

"Little girl, where are your parents?" Just then, a few shady-looking young men were also attracted by the silver hair and approached the little girl.

The little girl didn't look at them and lowered her head again.

The young men exchanged glances, and one of them said, "That silver hair is really rare! She might be from another continent, a different race. The underground black market would probably love someone like her. And her eyes are purple."

The young man who had spoken earlier squatted down. "Hey, little sister. Where are your family?"

The little girl lowered her head, shook her head, but didn't say anything.

The young man smiled and said, "Are you hungry? How about I take you to eat something delicious?"

The little girl shook her head again, this time with even more force.

The young man winked at his companions, then reached out and grabbed the little girl's arm, pulling her up from the ground. The others stood around, blocking the view from outside.

Amid the little girl's gasp, the young man had already hoisted her onto his shoulder.

"What are you doing?" Just then, a childish, angry shout rang out, startling the young men.

When they looked back, they couldn't help but feel ashamed and annoyed. The ones who stood up to defend them were actually two little ones. One was a little boy who was not even as tall as their waist but was very handsome, and the other was a little boy with dark circles under his eyes who looked thin.

A sinister glint appeared in the eyes of a young man behind him. He raised his foot and kicked Tang Wulin, saying, "You little brat, you dare to meddle in other people's business."

Seeing this, Nan Fusheng immediately pulled Tang Wulin aside, causing the young man to miss his kick.

Meanwhile, the young man carrying the little girl on the other side had a fierce look on his face. The commotion had already attracted the attention of some passersby, since this was, after all, on the main street.

With a flick of his wrist, a gleaming dagger appeared in his palm. He brandished it at Tang Wulin, saying, "Get out of here if you don't want to die!"

Upon seeing this, Nan Fusheng immediately shouted, "We are both Soul Masters, registered with the Federal Government and the Spirit Pagoda. If you hurt us, be careful you don't get arrested and taken to the police station."

"Damn it!" Perhaps intimidated by Nan Fusheng's words, the young man in the lead snorted angrily with a look of resentment, put down the little girl on his shoulder, and quickly ran away with his companions.

The little girl stumbled and fell to the ground with a thud. Tang Wulin quickly ran over and squatted down beside her. "Don't be afraid, I'm a man, I'll protect you!"

The little girl looked up at him. As he got closer, her big purple eyes looked even more beautiful, and there seemed to be a layer of mist on her pupils.

"Don't cry, don't cry. I've chased the bad guys away. My name is Tang Wulin, and that's Nan Fusheng over there. What's your name?"

The little girl paused for a moment, then finally spoke for the first time, "My name is Na'er."

Chapter 5: The Evil Soul Master is Actually Me?

"Na'er? That's a beautiful name. Your voice is beautiful too." Tang Wulin helped her up.

Na'er lowered her head and remained silent.

"Where are your father and mother? Where do you live?" Tang Wulin asked.

Na'er shook her head.

"Coo coo!" A strange, discordant sound suddenly rang out.

Tang Wulin quickly looked down at his stomach, but he soon realized that the sound wasn't from him. Na'er's face, though covered in dust, still showed a faint blush.

"Are you hungry? If you can't find your dad or mom, I'll take you home. My mom's cooking is delicious!" Tang Wulin said, grabbing Na'er's hand and heading towards his house.

Meanwhile, Nan Fusheng, standing to the side, was staring blankly at the two departing figures. (Subway Old Man JPG)

No, even though we might become enemies in the future because of our positions, is it really okay for you to be so "romantic and neglectful of friends" right now? Especially that sentence you said, it seems like you just said something similar to me!

"Mom, I'm back!" Tang Wulin shouted from outside before even entering the door, followed by Nan Fusheng, who was finally remembered, and Na'er, whose face was still covered in mud.

"You child, keep your voice down, don't disturb the neighbors." Tang Wulin's mother's voice rang out with a hint of reproach, and the door opened.

Tang Wulin's mother, Lang Yue, wasn't particularly beautiful, but she was undeniably charming.

"How was school today? Huh, why are you all dirty?" Lang Yue frowned as she looked at her son covered in dust. Then she noticed Na'er, who was being held by Tang Wulin, and Nan Fusheng beside him.

"Mom, I met a bad guy." Tang Wulin vividly recounted what had just happened to him.

Naturally, Tang Wulin was pulled into the house by Lang Yue and given a lecture, but in the end, Lang Yue had no choice but to forgive him after Tang Wulin pleaded with her.

Lang Yue crouched down and looked at Na'er and Nan Fusheng, who hadn't spoken yet. "Little friends, your names are Na'er and Nan Fusheng, right? Where are your parents?"

As before, Na'er simply shook her head and said nothing.

Nan Fusheng then spoke, "Hello, Auntie. My house is in the next building. My mother lives next door, and my father..." At this point, Nan Fusheng fell silent.

The atmosphere fell silent for a moment...

Lang Yue realized that she had touched a sore spot, so she immediately changed the subject.

"Look how dirty you three are, let me wash you up and change your clothes first."

Five- or six-year-old children naturally don't distinguish between boys and girls. Langyue pulled the three little mud-covered monkeys to the bathroom and washed them.

When Tang Wulin asked his mother why Na'er was different from him and Nan Fusheng, Lang Yue just smiled and didn't answer, but Na'er shyly hid behind Lang Yue.

"Wow, Na'er, you're so beautiful!" Without a care in the world, Tang Wulin, sitting at the dining table, rested his chin on his hands and looked directly at Na'er, who was wearing his clothes, sitting beside him, and exclaimed.

Tang Wulin's clothes looked a bit loose on Na'er. But this did not detract from Na'er's beauty.

Her skin was even fairer than Tang Wulin's, so delicate and tender it seemed as if you could squeeze water out of it with a gentle touch. Having just taken a bath, she exuded a fresh, light fragrance, her features as exquisite as a porcelain doll.

It wasn't dinner time yet, so Langyue brought out three plates of cookies and three glasses of milk for the three hungry children.

Although Na'er is not talkative, she eats very quickly and without hesitation. In no time, she finished the cookies and milk in front of her.

Na'er hesitated for a moment, but it was clear that the temptation of the cookies was too great for her, and she finally started eating them again.

Nan Fusheng, meanwhile, was drinking milk and watching Lang Yue ask Na'er for information, but in the end, he only knew that Na'er was five and a half years old, and knew nothing else.

"Mom will take Na'er to the administrator later to check and see if we can find out about her family. Wu Lin, you and Fu Sheng can play at home for a while." Lang Yue said to Tang Wu Lin as she left with Na'er.

Na'er remained largely silent, simply following her as she left.

"Auntie, it's getting late, I should go home now, otherwise I'm afraid my mom will worry."

Nan Fusheng spoke.

"Okay, but remember to come visit often!"

Knowing that Nan Fusheng's house was next door, Lang Yue wasn't worried about him. She simply turned around, patted Nan Fusheng's head, and said gently.

Nan Fusheng's home is not very big. There is a living room of about ten square meters, a small kitchen and bathroom, and two rooms of less than ten square meters each. That is all there is to his home.

After returning home, Nan Fusheng went straight to one of the rooms, which was originally his parents' room.

Nan Fusheng opened the door and went inside. He saw a figure lying on the bed, her chest rising and falling, indicating that she was alive. This was his mother, Lan Yuxi.

Seeing that Lan Yuxi was safe and sound, Nan Fusheng slowly breathed a sigh of relief, then raised his right hand, and a semi-transparent "insect" slowly emerged, which was his martial soul.

Nan Fusheng placed his martial soul on Lan Yuxi's body, and the "insect martial soul" slowly faded and finally disappeared.

Nan Fusheng closed his eyes and sensed the inside of his body. Suddenly, a wisp of blood and qi appeared directly in his body and then slowly merged into it.

"As expected," Nan Fusheng opened his eyes and walked straight out of the room, leaving Lan Yuxi alone on the bed.

In the living room, Nan Fusheng sat on the sofa, pondering his future path. First, the main characters could follow him, which would make it easier for him to control the plot development, and this was one of his current advantages.

He hadn't thought too much about his relationship with the Silver Dragon King, Na'er. It was obvious that Na'er's attitude towards him was completely different from her attitude towards Tang Wulin. No, it should be said that Na'er's attitude towards 'Tang Wulin' was different from her attitude towards anyone other than Tang Wulin.

There was nothing he could do about it, since he didn't possess the Golden Dragon King's bloodline or divine core, though that might change in the future. This was also why he became friends with Tang Wulin; after all, it's easy to dodge a spear in the open, but hard to guard against an arrow in the dark.

At the same time, he also discovered the ability of his martial soul: it could slowly absorb the blood and qi of others. Although the effect was not obvious, it was indeed possible to absorb it. Of course, this ability also had certain limitations.

First, he has to stay next to the target and place a martial soul on the target in order to absorb it, and the speed is not fast, which is the drawback of this ability.

Secondly, it's unclear how effective this ability is at absorbing the life force of living people, since Lan Yuxi is his "secret puppet," and whether she can absorb the soul power of a soul master is still unknown.

Finally, this ability can easily be categorized as belonging to the "evil spirit master" class.