Douluo Continent: Tonight, a Fairy Tale Descends

Chapter 40 Tang San and Cinderella

"Thank you for reminding me, sir. I will." Lin Wan replied calmly.

Moraki looked into Lin Wan's calm blue eyes and felt a little strange, but he didn't think about it too much.

He pondered for a moment, then took out a silver token engraved with the Spirit Hall's sword and hammer emblem from the drawer and pushed it in front of Lin Wan.

“Take this. It’s a Friend’s Token from the Spirit Hall. It’s not a high-ranking token, but if you encounter Spirit Hall personnel in the local area, showing this token can get you some assistance. It’s also a small token of our appreciation for your friend Lin Zao,” Moraki said.

This was both a gesture of goodwill and a test. He wanted to see if Lin Wan would actually be sensible enough to mention him in her letter to Lin Zao.

Lin Wan glanced at the token and understood.

He reached out, his fingertips lightly brushing across the smooth surface of the token before putting it away, a grateful smile on his face.

"Thank you for your generous gift, sir. I will always remember your kindness."

Lin Wan didn't mention Lin Zao, but the four words "keep in mind" were enough to satisfy Moraki.

"Hmm." Moraki nodded, saying no more. "Go, have a safe journey."

"Thank you, sir. Farewell."

Lin Wan bowed again, turned and left the office.

The moment the door closed, a hint of understanding flashed in the depths of his deep sea blue eyes.

Friend order?

It was less about making things convenient for Lin Wanxing and more about tracking his whereabouts.

In recent years, in order to maintain his relationship with Lin Zao, Moraki had invited Lin Wan to join the Spirit Hall of Tianshuang City, but Lin Wan refused.

Lin Wan's reason was that she wanted to go out and see the world.

Moraki expressed his understanding, saying that young people all want to go out and explore.

Lin Wan walked out of the Martial Soul Point's gate, the sunlight shining on her, carrying a faint warmth.

Tian Shuang City remained bustling, its streets teeming with traffic. Lin Wan stood on the steps, her silver hair swaying gently in the breeze, attracting countless admiring or inquisitive glances.

……

Holy Soul Village, south of Notting City, Fasno Province, Heavenly Dou Empire.

As dawn broke, a figure gracefully walked up the mountain.

She was a girl with long, golden hair that reached her waist. Although her face still showed some immaturity, it already revealed stunning beauty.

This is Cinderella, who was adopted by Tang Hao and now lives with Tang San in Holy Soul Village.

"Cindy, so early, are you going to call your mistress for dinner?"

At the village entrance, old Village Chief Jack, who was stretching his muscles, saw her, a kind smile spreading across his wrinkled face. He always took extra care of Tang Hao's two children, who were so sensible it was heartbreaking.

“Yes, Grandpa Jack. Little San has run up the mountain again. I have to go and drag him back for dinner.” Cinderella stopped and returned a sweet smile.

"Sigh..." Old Jack couldn't help but shake his head and sigh upon hearing this, his white beard trembling.

"That Tang Hao guy, really... sigh!"

He didn't say what he was going to say, but everyone understood what he meant.

A father who spends his days with bottles of alcohol and lives a muddled life has such well-behaved and sensible children as Cindy and Xiao San.

It always evokes a sense of melancholy.

Tang San was currently cultivating on a flat boulder at the top of the mountain.

He sat cross-legged, his palms facing the sky. In the eastern sky, a faint purple hue quietly emerged, which he carefully guided into his eyes and integrated into the Xuan Tian Gong circulating within his body.

This is the Tang Clan's ultimate skill, the Purple Demon Eye.

Cinderella was fully aware of this. Years ago, she had already used the precognitive advantage given to her by Lin Wan and her unparalleled sisterly charm to completely manipulate this secretive younger brother into becoming her number one sister-obsessed brother.

The process... well, it went quite smoothly.

One day, Tang San mysteriously took out the manuals for the Mysterious Heaven Skill and the Purple Demon Eye, claiming that he had found them at the bottom of a cliff.

Cinderella looked at Tang San's unpredictable and flawed demeanor, and simply blinked her pure, innocent, azure eyes, revealing just the right amount of surprise and admiration.

"Wow! You're amazing, mistress! You even managed to find something so incredible!" There was no intention of investigating further.

This made Tang San, who was already feeling guilty, breathe a sigh of relief, and at the same time, a sense of satisfaction from showing off his success in front of his sister welled up inside him.

He imparted all his skills to me without hesitation.

Cinderella naturally also cultivated the Mysterious Heaven Skill and the Purple Demon Eye.

Thanks to the fairy tale protagonist's talent, her progress was not much slower than Tang San's, who trained day and night.

However, she was very clear-headed and knew that before her martial soul awakened, the limit for cultivating soul power was reaching the first level of the Xuan Tian Gong, and no matter how hard she tried, she would hardly make any progress.

Therefore, unlike Tang San, who diligently cultivated every day without fail, she was more like reviewing her lessons and maintaining her condition.

……

Six years ago, Tang Hao brought Cinderella and the others to Nottingham Village and settled down.

For the first few months, Tang Hao still had a sliver of clarity and struggled to take care of his two hungry children. Although he was incredibly clumsy and flustered, he at least managed to keep them from starving or freezing to death.

However, once Cinderella and Tang San gained the ability to take care of themselves, the taut string in Tang Hao's heart seemed to snap instantly.

He began to indulge in alcohol, living in a daze every day, either drinking or sleeping.

Tang San and Cinderella not only had to take care of themselves, but also Tang Hao.

Over the years, Cindy perfectly played the role of both an older sister and a mother, saying ambiguous things to Tang San every day, such as:

“Little San, look, Dad is drunk again today… Does he not like us anymore? But it’s okay, your sister will always love you, your sister will always be with you.”

"Little sister, in this world, the two of us are the closest people to you. Besides your sister, who else would care about you like this?"

"The mistress is amazing! Without her taking care of me, I don't know what I would do..."

Day after day, year after year.

Under Cinderella's guidance, Tang San's heart, which had been closed off due to his past life experiences and was extremely eager for family affection and recognition, was firmly grasped in Cinderella's hands.

For Tang San, Cinderella was his only light in this world, the most important person to him, and someone he was willing to give everything to protect.

And Tang Hao?

He was just an incompetent alcoholic father who gave him life but never truly cared for him, and who only wallowed in his own pain.

In Tang San's heart, his status was far inferior to that of Cinderella.

Naturally, Tang San became a complete sister-obsessed person.

On weekdays, he would get up early, prepare a simple breakfast, carefully serve it to Cinderella, and watch her eat before he would pick up his chopsticks.

He took care of all the housework, never letting Cinderella lift a finger.

Cinderella only needs to be beautiful and occasionally give Tang San some loving encouragement.

Chapter 41 Holy Soul Village Martial Soul Awakening

Cinderella had just reached the halfway point when she saw a small figure, like an agile ape, leap lightly down from the mountaintop mist and land steadily in front of her.

It was Tang San.

Six-year-old Tang San was slightly smaller than his peers, but his movements were extremely agile and nimble.

She wore faded old clothes, had a delicate face, but her eyes held a composure and restraint far beyond her years.

But at this moment, those eyes, which were always calm, were instantly filled with pure dependence and joy the instant they saw Cinderella.

"sister!"

Tang San strode forward and naturally took Cinderella's hand. It was slightly cool to the touch. He frowned slightly. "The dew on the mountain is heavy. Why did you come up here? Didn't I tell you to wait for me at home?"

His tone revealed undisguised concern and a hint of disapproval.

Cinderella let him hold her hand, her azure eyes crinkling with a smile as she reached out to brush the dewdrops from Tang San's hair.

"Hey, you little brat, you're even telling your sister what to do now? Don't forget today is a big day. The Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony is being held at the Village Martial Soul Hall. I can't let you, this cultivation maniac, ruin it."

"Martial Soul Awakening?"

Tang San was slightly taken aback, then a look of understanding and anticipation flashed in his eyes.

He knew what day it was, of course, but he never expected his sister to come up the mountain to find him in person.

He immediately replied, "I remember, sister. I'll go back right now; the food is already cooked and keeping it warm in the pot."

"Okay, okay."

Cinderella smiled. "Let's go, little Soul Master."

Her gaze swept over the dilapidated blacksmith shop at the foot of the mountain, then looked into the distance, a sharp glint flashing in the depths of her azure eyes.

Tang San didn't notice the fleeting glint of something unusual in Cinderella's eyes. He simply gripped her hand tightly and said earnestly, "Sister, don't worry! No matter what martial soul I awaken, I will definitely become very, very strong! I will protect you! I won't let anyone bully you!"

Cinderella looked at his serious profile, a gentle yet meaningful smile curving her lips.

“Of course I believe you, mistress,” she said softly.

"Let's go home, and then we'll go awaken our martial souls again."

……

When Cinderella and Tang San arrived at the Spirit Hall branch in Holy Soul Village, it was already crowded with six-year-old children.

When Old Jack, the village chief, saw them, he quickly came to greet them.

"Oh my! My little darlings, you've finally arrived! We were just waiting for you!"

Old Jack breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help giving Tang San a reproachful look, "Little San, how could you be late on such an important day!"

Tang San blushed slightly, somewhat embarrassed: "I'm sorry, Grandpa Jack, I forgot the time while cultivating."

"Alright, alright, it's good that they're here."

Su Yuntao, the Spirit Hall deacon from Notting City, was dressed in standard Spirit Hall attire, his face showing fatigue and impatience from the long journey.

But when he saw Cinderella, a hint of amazement still flashed in his eyes.