Tang Wulin, you have already chosen your own death!

"It must have been specially chosen for me by the elders, back then..."

Tang Wulin recounted the events of that time in detail.

He even subconsciously concealed Zhang Lexuan's existence.

This drew Wang Dong's attention entirely to the soul bone.

"You've seen the attributes yourself: Golden Earth Dragon King bloodline, Light attribute. It couldn't be more suitable for you," Tang Wulin said.

"I?"

Wang Dong wasn't stupid; he naturally understood the implication in Tang Wulin's words.

He suddenly looked up at Tang Wulin, his large, light blue eyes filled with astonishment.

"This...this should be yours. It's your reward!"

"Besides, this soul bone is very useful to you." Wang Dong declined.

This soul bone is an invaluable treasure for any dragon-type or light-attribute soul master. For soul masters like Wu Feng, whose martial soul bloodline is stuck at the boundary, it can even achieve a qualitative leap, like a carp leaping over the dragon gate.

Although Tang Wulin's Golden Dragon King bloodline is domineering and of a different origin, absorbing it will definitely benefit him greatly.

If it weren't for the fact that Bei Bei had already fused a piece of his left arm bone during his Soul Master period...

In the original timeline, this thing would never have been able to circulate in the market.

However, it is still being handled internally.

Mu En took it out for Tang Wulin or Wang Dong to use.

Whoever absorbs it is one of our own.

Tang Wulin waved his hand, looking completely matter-of-fact: "My approach doesn't perfectly align with it; absorbing it would be a waste."

"Take it. We have a Martial Soul Fusion Technique. If you absorb it, I will also benefit."

He spoke of it casually, without a trace of pretense.

Wang Dong fell silent.

Looking at Tang Wulin's handsome face, she then glanced down at the soul bone that radiated a bright aura.

My nose suddenly felt a little sore.

There was a burning sensation in my chest.

He didn't expect Tang Wulin to do this.

In the world of Soul Masters, there are countless examples of brothers turning against each other and fathers and sons becoming enemies over a single Soul Bone.

But Tang Wulin...

"Wu Lin!" Wang Dong's voice choked with emotion.

In the end, all those words can be summed up in one sentence.

"Thank you, Xie!"

Tang Wulin was a little embarrassed by his rare sentimentality: "Alright, stop being so mushy."

"Absorb it quickly, I'll protect you."

Wang Dong nodded emphatically, took a deep breath, and tried to calm his turbulent emotions.

He carefully picked up the golden left arm bone; it was warm to the touch, and the radiant energy flowed into his fingertips, making him feel completely comfortable.

Just as he was about to begin the fusion, his nose twitched slightly and his brows furrowed gently.

"Hmm?" Wang Dong leaned closer to the soul bone, sniffed it carefully, and a look of doubt appeared on his face.

"This soul bone... tastes a bit strange!"

He had a faint... but for some reason, Wang Dong didn't dislike him.

Tang Wulin's heart skipped a beat.

broken.

He quickly tried to salvage the situation: "This soul bone has been stored in the academy's treasury for who knows how many years. It's normal for it to pick up some mixed smells from being placed with all sorts of rare and precious materials."

It might be the smell of some kind of medicine that protects the soul bone.

Hurry up, stop being so paranoid, let's get going!

Wang Dong was skeptical, but he smelled it again. The scent was indeed so faint that it was almost imperceptible, and Tang Wulin's explanation was also reasonable.

Maybe I'm just overthinking it?

He shook his head, suppressing his doubts.

Wang Dong sat cross-legged.

Gently placing the Golden Light Left Arm Bone onto his own left arm, he grasped Tang Wulin's hand, activated the power of Lin Dong, and began the process of fusion and absorption.

Seeing this, Tang Wulin secretly breathed a sigh of relief and wiped away non-existent cold sweat.

so close!

Seeing Wang Dong's serious expression as he absorbed the soul bone, his expression became inexplicably complicated.

His name is on that...

He sighed helplessly, pulled over a chair, composed himself, and began to help Wang Dong protect the Dharma.

The process of integration and absorption went even more smoothly than expected.

Wang Dong's Martial Soul of the Goddess of Light and the Golden Light Left Arm Bone have an extremely high compatibility. The pure bloodline of the Holy Dragon of Light merges into his body and Martial Soul like rivers flowing into the sea.

Enveloped in golden-red light, Tang Wulin's Golden Dragon King bloodline also took effect.

The azure butterfly wing phantom behind Wang Dong became more solid and dazzling, with golden illusory light emerging and transforming into rhomboid golden dragon scales.

His soul power aura was also steadily and noticeably increasing.

Tang Wulin watched quietly and could sense that Wang Dong was in a very stable state, even enjoying himself.

This piece of soul bone was his great opportunity.

As time passed, the sky outside the window changed from bright to dark, and finally to pitch black.

The dormitory lights were off, only the gradually fading golden-red light emanating from Wang Dong illuminated his focused profile and Tang Wulin's silent, protective figure.

In the middle of the night, the last bit of light emanating from Wang Dong was absorbed into his body.

His eyelashes fluttered, and he opened his eyes.

Two tiny suns seemed to be hidden in his light blue eyes, bright and astonishing. The brilliance faded after several seconds, returning to clarity, but the golden light lingered in his eyes, adding to his mystery.

My soul power has stabilized at around level 35!

One soul bone, and you've leveled up more than two times.

Wang Dong even felt the dragon blood flowing through his body, which made his martial soul show signs of transforming to a higher level!

The golden light from his left arm bone also granted him a powerful soul bone skill!

Overwhelmed with joy, he wanted to share it immediately.

His gaze shifted and he saw Tang Wulin asleep, slumped over the bedside table.

Tang Wulin rested his head on his arm, his face turned towards him.

His thick eyelashes cast shadows, and even in his sleep, his features remained handsome.

Wang Dong was even more moved.

This person gave him the best soul bone, and even guarded it until he was exhausted and fell asleep...

dad.

For some reason, this word suddenly popped into Wang Dong's mind.

Wang Dong's memories of his parents have always been vague.

He was raised by his two uncles.

He has never met his biological parents.

Although he didn't understand at the time, no one in Haotianbao dared to laugh at him.

But Wang Dong actually felt lonely every night.

I was in a stone castle, all stone, dark, with only candles.

I'm so lonely...

He had imagined what his father looked like countless times.

I asked my eldest and second uncles, but they always evaded the question and refused to tell me the truth.

This made Wang Dong wonder if his parents had passed away long ago.

Wang Dong disguises herself as a man, but deep down, she lacks this kind of parental love.

Da Ming and Er Ming are good, but they can't fix the part that Wang Dong longed for most.

But the Tang Wulin before him suddenly began to overlap with the figure and face of his imagined father from his memories.

Wang Dong was stunned.

He then quietly got up, feeling his body full of strength.

He walked over to Tang Wulin, hesitated for a moment, then reached out to help him onto the bed.

"So heavy..."

It felt heavy in his hand. Tang Wulin looked thin, but his muscle density was frightening. Wang Dong had to use his soul power to barely support him, and he grumbled in complaint.

But his movements were unusually gentle.

After finally managing to get the person onto his bed, Wang Dong was slightly out of breath.

He sat on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the sleeping face so close to his.

The room was quiet, with only the two of them breathing softly.

The moonlight shone on Tang Wulin's face, softening his features.

Her eyelashes are so long...like a girl's, even longer than mine.

Wang Dong couldn't help but think, and as if possessed, he slowly leaned down and got closer.

As the distance closes, you can feel the other person's warm breath brushing against your cheek.

Wang Dong's heart was racing uncontrollably, pounding wildly.

A thought surged wildly into my mind:

Just a quick kiss... a stealthy kiss, he's asleep and won't know...

The thought startled him, and his face instantly flushed, even the tips of his ears turned red.

He straightened up abruptly, as if he had been burned, his heart pounding.

What am I thinking!

Tang Wulin, that bastard!!

I! ! !

...My eldest and second uncles didn't seem to have explicitly said it was impossible...

No, no!

Wang Dong shook his head vigorously.

But... my gaze drifted back.

He's so good to me...

relative?

Not intimate?

Wang Dong was caught in a fierce internal struggle.

He crept closer, held his breath, and then darted away like a startled rabbit just before he was about to touch her.