Douluo Dragon King: The Blue Silver Divine Tree, The Holy Dragon Devours the Heavens

"As expected of a technique left behind by the Dragon Clan's predecessors, the effects are so amazing after just one night of practice." Xu Mengqing thought to herself, a burning glint in her eyes.

He knew that with this technique, his progress on the path to becoming a Soul Master would far surpass that of others.

Just then, light footsteps came from the front yard, accompanied by Na'er's soft, sweet voice: "Brother, have you finished your cultivation?"

Xu Mengqing smiled slightly and quickly walked out of the backyard. There she saw Na'er, wearing a light pink dress and with her hair neatly combed, looking at him. Meng Ling'er followed behind her, her face full of gentle smiles as she looked at the two children with eyes full of love.

"Na'er, why are you up so early?" Xu Mengqing stepped forward and gently rubbed Na'er's head, her tone exceptionally gentle.

Na'er immediately hugged his arm, her little face full of excitement: "I woke up a long time ago, brother. Did you cultivate all night yesterday? Mom said you were in the backyard and told me not to disturb you."

"I only cultivated for a short while, it didn't take too long," Xu Mengqing replied with a smile, then looked at Meng Ling'er, "Good morning, Mom."

"Xiaoqing, come and have breakfast. I've made your favorite rice porridge and some freshly steamed buns." Meng Ling'er waved her hand gently. She looked at her son and saw that although there was a hint of fatigue in his eyes, his breathing was becoming more steady and composed. She felt very gratified.

She knew that her son had been more sensible and hardworking than other children since he was a child.

The family of three walked to the dining table, where Xu Zhan was already sitting. On the table were steaming rice porridge, crispy pickled vegetables, and several soft wheat buns—simple yet full of the warmth of home.

Xu Zhan looked at Xu Mengqing and spoke first, his voice cheerful: "Xiaoqing, I've already contacted my friend, and he's agreed to teach you. He'll be here this afternoon to personally teach you the basics of spear techniques. He's a level 46 Soul Master, and he's cultivated his spear martial soul for many years. His spear techniques are very solid, so you can learn from him."

Upon hearing this, Xu Mengqing's eyes lit up instantly, and she could no longer hide her joy. She quickly stood up and bowed deeply to Xu Zhan: "Thank you, Dad! I will definitely study hard."

"Silly child, why are you being so polite with your father?" Xu Zhan waved his hand, his eyes full of expectation. "I'm very happy that you have this ambition. However, learning marksmanship is not easy. It requires endurance, strength, and skill. You will inevitably suffer in the future, so you can't give up halfway."

"I know, Dad, I'm not afraid of hardship." Xu Mengqing nodded heavily, her tone firm.

He knew that in Douluo Continent, strength was the foundation of one's existence. If he wanted to protect his family and gain a foothold in future crises, he had to put in more effort than others. This little bit of hardship was nothing.

Na'er sat to the side, sipping her rice porridge. Listening to her brother talk about learning marksmanship, her little face was full of admiration and envy. Swinging her short legs, she said, "Brother is so amazing! It's a pity Na'er can't become a Soul Master!"

"If only I could become a Soul Master like my brother... that way, I could practice shooting with him and protect him."

Xu Mengqing's heart tightened suddenly, as if something soft had squeezed it. He put down his chopsticks and gently placed his hand over Na'er's small hand. He smiled gently, but his tone was undeniably serious: "Silly Na'er, even if you were an ordinary person, would your brother protect you?"

Na'er nodded.

After that, the four of them chatted and laughed again.

After breakfast.

Xu Mengqing packed her schoolbag, took Na'er's hand, and the two went out together, heading towards Hongshan Academy.

On the way to school, Na'er held Xu Mengqing's hand and walked ahead, a habit she had developed since she started school.

"Huh? Mengqing, Na'er, what a coincidence!"

As they were walking, Tang Wulin's voice came from behind. Turning around, they saw Tang Wulin turning at a fork in the road and running towards them in a hurry.

When Tang Wulin ran up to her, Xu Mengqing asked with some confusion, "Why are you so late today? You usually walk ahead of us." Na'er was also very curious and waited for Tang Wulin's answer.

Tang Wulin, who had stopped running, was breathing evenly, not at all like someone who had just run at full speed. "Yesterday, Teacher Mangtian taught me some new knowledge. I practiced too late, so..."

Xu Mengqing nodded.

Na'er looked at Tang Wulin. From the first time they met, Na'er didn't know why she could feel a familiar aura from him, and that aura seemed to have a great attraction to her. However, every time she met Tang Wulin, she always felt uneasy, as if it was warning her to stay away from Tang Wulin.

Of course, Tang Wulin also felt a strange attraction from Na'er.

However, he didn't show it.

"By the way, Meng Qing, how's it going? Have you obtained your Soul Spirit and broken through to Soul Master yet?" Tang Wulin asked curiously.

Upon hearing Tang Wulin's question, a faint smile flashed across Xu Mengqing's eyes. She didn't try to hide anything, nor did she elaborate on the secrets of the Martial Soul Transformation and the Sacred Dragon Pearl. She simply nodded lightly: "Yes, I was lucky. I successfully fused with the Soul Spirit and broke through to the eleventh level Soul Master."

"Have you reached level 11 yet?"

He was filled with envy. He was still working hard to hone his skills and hadn't even reached the threshold of becoming a Soul Master, while Xu Mengqing had already become an eleventh-level Soul Master. The huge gap made him clench his fists in secret, but he felt no jealousy. Instead, he felt more motivated to catch up.

After all, Xu Mengqing has always been a friend in his heart, and he is genuinely happy for her as she grows stronger.

Xu Mengqing smiled and patted his shoulder: "You don't need to rush." ​​He knew Tang Wulin very well. With the bloodline of the Golden Dragon King, his future achievements were limitless, so there was no need to worry about the current progress.

As for seizing the Golden Dragon King's bloodline, Xu Mengqing wasn't very interested, and besides, the risks were just too great.

With Tang Shenwang and Tang Hao and his wife around, he had no chance at all, and even if he did have the chance, he wouldn't do it.

Over the years, he and Tang Wulin had a pretty good relationship, and besides, he actually felt quite sorry for Tang Wulin.

Fortunately, he was adopted by Tang Ziran and his wife and had a good childhood. Tang Ziran raised him quite well.

All I can say is that Tang Buddha was a terrible person. After using his daughter, he used his son, and after using his son, he used his grandson.

Tang Wutong, who was perfectly fine, has been turned into a Frankenstein's monster. Is the Tang Wutong of today still the same Tang Wutong?

Nobody can say for sure!

The most pitiful one is the Three-Eyed Golden Lion, a mere tool.

He really went to great lengths to keep the chosen one of destiny in check!

Na'er, standing to the side, looked up at Tang Wulin with a hint of pride on her face and added in a clear voice, "Of course! My brother is the best! He'll become even stronger in the future!" As she spoke, she tightly gripped Xu Mengqing's sleeve with her little hand, her eyes filled with undisguised admiration.