Douluo Dragon King: Here we come! Golden Dragon King!

"Waaaaah..."

The baby's cries rang out, and young Tang Wulin cried his heart out in his swaddling clothes.

The immense divine power that had melted a god-king was now surging and boiling within his body. All the gods were helpless at this moment. The leader, the Asura God Tang San, straightened his disheveled clothes and took the baby from Xiao Wu's arms.

"Everyone..." Tang San said solemnly, "The Golden Dragon King has been eliminated, but on its deathbed, it forcibly bestowed its divine core upon Wu Lin."

"I hope you can help me..."

Before Tang San could finish speaking, Xiao Wu hurriedly grabbed Lie Yan's hand, pleading, "You must save my son! He's just a child!"

Ji Dong and Lie Yan exchanged a glance.

Since the destruction and rebellion, the arrival of the spacetime turbulence and the breaking of the seal by the Golden Dragon King have greatly damaged the vitality of the God Realm. In particular, the Golden Dragon King, the culprit, should not have happened if it had not bewitched the God of Destruction. The God Realm could have survived this disaster.

Since the rebellion of the God of Destruction, this Asura God has been fighting, defeating both the God of Destruction and the Golden Dragon King, and his merits are immense, which they could not refuse.

"Okay, we will do our best to help suppress the corruption of the Golden Dragon King's power."

Ji Dong and Lie Yan said in unison, "But you should also be aware that the Golden Dragon King injected all his will and divine power into Tang Wulin's body along with his divine core. This is equivalent to a supreme god directly parasitizing an infant. If there is even the slightest mistake, the Golden Dragon King could be resurrected!"

"The crisis will not be over by then."

Tang San nodded after hearing this.

"Wu Lin is my son after all, and I will not let the Golden Dragon King take him away."

The three god-kings joined forces, and black, white, and red lights shone together, spreading throughout Tang Wulin's limbs and bones like meridians. They forcibly stabilized the restless divine power within him, and layer upon layer of seals were nested outside the divine core, miraculously calming the restless divine core like a stabilizer.

A drop of blood flowed from Tang Wulin's chest, falling onto the seal and being absorbed instantly, at which point the seal was completely stabilized.

Looking at Tang Wulin, who was still crying, Xiao Wu said with deep sorrow, "My son, my son will be alright!"

"Mom!" Tang Wutong cried, hugging Xiao Wu tightly. "It's all my fault! It's all my fault for not taking good care of my little brother!"

Tang San gently patted Tang Wutong's shoulder and said, "It's alright, it's alright. We've sealed the divine core inside Wu Lin's body. The Golden Dragon King will no longer pose a threat to Wu Lin."

"However," Tang San said, turning to Huo Yuhao beside him, "we can't watch Wu Lin grow up. The immortal energy of the God Realm will gradually awaken the sealed Golden Dragon King's consciousness, and it might seize Wu Lin's consciousness before Wu Lin can deal with this evil thought. Only by sending him to Douluo Continent, where there is no immortal energy, will the Golden Dragon King's consciousness recover very slowly, giving Wu Lin enough time to grow, to grow strong enough to suppress the Golden Dragon King's consciousness."

"Moreover, my parents are also in the Douluo Continent, so they can take care of Wu Lin."

Xiao Wu nodded reluctantly after hearing this, for only in this way could Tang Wulin have a chance to survive.

Tang Wutong placed the Golden Dragon Spear into the seal as a gift for Tang Wulin. Afterwards, Huo Yuhao opened the portal to the human world, and amidst the reluctant gazes of everyone, Tang Wulin was sent to the Douluo Continent.

-

"You're back! Go wash your hands and eat."

As soon as the door opened, Lang Yue, wearing an apron, had just placed a steaming dish on the table when a small figure hugged her from behind.

Tang Wulin buried his face in Lang Yue's back and shouted, "Yes! We're back!"

"Haha, you seem to be in a good mood. Today is the day you awakened your martial soul. You've made a good start, haven't you?" Lang Yue said with a smile. "As a soul master, your martial soul is very important."

Tang Wulin raised his face, his long eyelashes blinking over his big eyes, and said without hesitation, "Very good. The Spirit Master said that even if I only cultivate normally, I will definitely be more than one level higher than an ordinary Soul Master."

Hearing this, Lang Yue smiled even more brightly. As a mother, she was naturally very happy that her son was so successful. What she didn't notice was that Tang Ziran, who hadn't said a word since entering the room, sat silently in the chair.

Tang Wulin ate an unusually large amount today. Lang Yue only ate a little, and the rest went into Tang Wulin's stomach. Tang Ziran remained silent and sat to the side. Even Tang Wulin and Lang Yue noticed that something was wrong.

"Dad, aren't you going to eat?" Tang Wulin asked.

Tang Ziran snapped out of her daze and put on a smile again, saying, "No, Dad isn't hungry." She reached out and patted Tang Wulin's head again. Tang Ziran looked into Tang Wulin's clean eyes, her smile slowly freezing. She then stood up, indicating that she needed to go out for some fresh air.

Lang Yue noticed that something was wrong with him. After serving Tang Wulin another large bowl of rice, she followed Tang Ziran outside.

"What happened?"

"Judging from Wu Lin's happy expression, it doesn't seem like a bad thing," Lang Yue asked anxiously.

As the smoke gradually dissipated, Tang Ziran took another deep drag of her cigarette, exhaling white smoke. "Yes, it should be a good thing. I shouldn't have been so anxious. I'm sorry."

Lang Yue was completely confused by what Tang Ziran said, and then Tang Ziran revealed the truth.

"Wu Lin has excellent talent, with innate full soul power, and it is said that he also has twin martial souls. One is a special Blue Silver Grass, and the other is unknown even to the Spirit Transmission Master."

Just ahead, Tang Ziran took Tang Wulin to Red Mountain Academy to awaken his martial soul. Tang Wulin was very lucky and awakened two martial souls. Although the first martial soul was just ordinary Blue Silver Grass, the Spirit Master could see its special nature—this Blue Silver Grass had dense golden patterns on it, and its toughness far exceeded that of ordinary Blue Silver Grass. The second martial soul seemed somewhat strange. According to the Spirit Master's description, it was a slowly pulsating golden stream of energy. No one knew what it was, but the Spirit Master believed that if it was just a Blue Silver Grass, no matter how special it was, it couldn't possibly have level ten innate soul power. Therefore, it could only be that the high quality of this second martial soul had played a role, just like their ancestor Tang San from 2 years ago.

This is certainly a good thing. With twin martial souls and innate full soul power, Tang Wulin's future achievements have a very high ceiling, which makes Tang Ziran very gratified, but at the same time it is also a point that makes him very worried.

Having twin martial souls means requiring a significant investment of resources to grow, and in today's society, the only option for a soul master to grow is to purchase soul spirits. Soul masters with twin martial souls need to invest even more resources.

"Wu Lin has great talent, we can't let his talent go to waste." Tang Ziran looked at the gradually setting dusk, as if she had made up her mind.

Lang Yue understood Tang Ziran's concerns.

The core issue remains the same: money.

Soul Masters need money for cultivation everywhere, but their family had none. Tang Wulin's life in their family was like that of a phoenix with magnificent feathers being kept in a cage, his talents buried.

"Wu Lin's future is boundless, and I want to return to my old profession to give him a good start and prevent him from falling too far behind," Tang Ziran said, stubbing out his cigarette and turning his gaze to Lang Yue, awaiting his wife's reply.

Lang Yue was shocked; she couldn't believe it.

Tang Ziran repeated it again.

"We can't let our son fall too far behind others."