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

Wu Changkong pushed open the ward door and walked out, his footsteps gradually fading away in the corridor.

Tang Wulin sat on the bed and waited for a moment. After confirming that his teacher had no intention of returning, he took a deep breath and immersed his consciousness in the sea of ​​his mind.

He stood still before the gate.

The remaining fourteen bands still tightly bound the massive door.

Behind the door, those bloodshot eyes were looking at him, their gaze exactly the same as always.

"Golden Dragon King!"

Tang Wulin loudly demanded, "Did you do what happened in the cafeteria just now?!"

The blood-red eyes behind the door showed no emotion. The Golden Dragon King readily admitted, "It was I who did it. So what?"

Tang Wulin squatted down and grabbed his hair with both hands.

More than a hundred students, some seriously injured, some slightly injured, were knocked away by his own hands.

How will his classmates, both those he knows and those he doesn't, look at him in the future?

He hasn't even started making friends properly yet, and he's already offended everyone!

"All the relationships I worked so hard to build are ruined! All ruined!"

"What do you need interpersonal relationships for?"

"The strong are always lonely."

Does it matter what those ants think of you?

You are my vessel, my power flows within you, you are not from the same world as those little devils.

The strong don't need to be understood, they only need to be feared.

Tang Wulin suddenly raised his head and burst out at the door.

"Shut up! What do you know? You've lived for millions of years, what can you do besides bragging and eating? You think everyone should be afraid of you? Who do you think your bullshit theory of loneliness can convince? You've never even truly been with anyone, so what makes you think you can say that strong people should be lonely? That's not strength, that's arrogance! That's ignorance! That's being mentally ill!"

After Tang Wulin finished cursing, the Golden Dragon King spoke again in his usual lazy tone: "Finished? I thought you could come up with something new, but you're no different from those ants."

It paused, then, as if suddenly realizing something, added with a start, "No, there really shouldn't be a difference."

Humans are, after all, humans. It is your nature not to choose to submit to a solitary king; I will not force you.

Tang Wulin sneered.

He stood up, looked at the blood-red eyes behind the door, and said, word by word, "The Lonely King? You call yourself the Lonely King, but now you are sealed in the body of a Soul Master you hate the most!"

The king of mythical beasts, the supreme Golden Dragon King, is trapped inside a child's body and cannot escape!

Don't you find it ironic? You're not a lonely king; you're a prisoner!

The sea of ​​spirit seemed to freeze instantly at that moment.

His blood-red eyes narrowed slightly, and the Golden Dragon King's tone finally changed, becoming low and warning: "Boy, watch your words!"

Tang Wulin continued speaking as if he hadn't heard the warning at all.

He poured out all the dissatisfaction, fear, and grievances he had kept bottled up for the past three years, cursing its arrogance and haughtiness...

He kept cursing because he knew the Golden Dragon King couldn't do anything to him.

As long as his will remains, the seal will remain, and the Golden Dragon King can only listen from behind that door.

The Golden Dragon King remained silent for a long time. When Tang Wulin finally ran out of words, his blood-red eyes reopened, but his voice was unexpectedly calm, so calm that it made people even more annoyed: "Finished cursing? Then listen to what I have to say."

"You can be as arrogant as you want, this body will belong to me sooner or later anyway. You're just going to keep jumping around in front of me for a few more days."

Tang Wulin was stunned, a hint of disbelief in his eyes: "What do you mean? As long as I'm conscious, you can only stay locked in this cage. You can't take my body away!"

The Golden Dragon King snorted.

"As I said, even if you die, I will simply have to expend more effort to survive."

Tang Wulin's pupils dilated; he had heard that phrase before.

Three years ago, when the contract was signed, the Golden Dragon King used those words to shut him up.

At the time, he thought he had grasped the Golden Dragon King's lifeline; the container had broken and the water had spilled, and the Golden Dragon King needed him to live.

But at this moment he finally understood another layer of meaning in those words.

The power of the Golden Dragon King has already seeped into his body after the seal was broken!

Golden spirit rings, golden-patterned blue silver grass, superhuman strength and appetite—these are all feedbacks of the Golden Dragon King's power!

If this feedback continues, one day his body will have enough Golden Dragon King power flowing through it, enough for the Golden Dragon King to reshape his will within it!

At that point, it's hard to say who will be the container!

Fear, like a cold snake, crawled up his spine and coiled around his throat.

He thought he was imprisoning the Golden Dragon King with a seal, but the Golden Dragon King treated the imprisonment as a slow infiltration from beginning to end.

He hurled the sharpest words he could think of, using anger to mask his fear, but the louder he cursed, the more his hands trembled.

Unbeknownst to Tang Wulin, while he was fully absorbed in his spiritual sea and confronting the Golden Dragon King, two people were standing atop a distant clock tower outside the ward window.

They have extremely similar appearances, and most people who meet them for the first time will mistake them for twin sisters, with the only difference being the details.

A person with ankle-length hair, purple pupils reflecting the afterglow of the setting sun, and a face so exquisite it was almost unreal, with an indifferent and aloof expression.

The other woman also had long hair, but it only reached her knees. Her silver eyes shone with a slightly warm tone in the backlight. Her face was slightly less beautiful than the stunning beauty beside her, but she was still breathtakingly beautiful. However, she had a quieter and gentler demeanor.

The two of them could see Tang Wulin sitting blankly on the bed through the window of the ward.

The purple-eyed girl withdrew her gaze, showing no surprise at the outcome of the argument: "As expected, the Golden Dragon King has not integrated into the human world at all."

It remains the same as it was a million years ago—arrogant, lonely, and treating humans like ants.

"Then, as someone who's merely an appendage, what right do you have to decide whether soul beasts should be integrated into humans?"

The silver-eyed girl did not answer immediately.

She gazed silently at the direction of the ward window for a moment, then turned to look at the girl with purple eyes, her voice soft but with a calm and unhurried certainty: "Don't rush."

Perhaps after tonight's conversation, you will change.

The purple-eyed girl gave a soft snort, her lips twitching slightly—it was hard to tell if it was a smile or not: "Just you wait and see."

She turned around, a flash of silver light, and her figure quietly disappeared into the shadow of the clock tower.

The silver-eyed girl did not follow her away.

She stood there, her gaze still fixed on the small hospital room window in the distance. The setting sun dyed her long silver hair a pale gold. She stood there quietly, waiting for the crucial meeting that night.