Chapter 0003: The Home of Xiao Wulin

After this happened three times, the golden patterns quietly disappeared within him once again. Tang Wulin's entire skeletal structure made slight sounds, and after a moment, everything returned to calm. His body temperature gradually stabilized, and he fell into a deeper sleep

On the forehead, the golden patterns that once appeared in the awakening chamber reemerged, still manifesting in a grid-like formation extending from the head down to the feet, and then slowly extending back upward

Well

Not long after, Tang Wulin's body began to twist on the bed, his skin slightly reddening. If at that moment Tang Ziran and his wife were nearby, they would notice that his body temperature was rising at an astonishing rate

Until he exited the gates of Hongshan Academy, Tang Wulin still felt somewhat dazed

Mom, it's really delicious, I want more...

This child possesses innate spiritual power, but I would rather he did not.

Tang Ziran has taken a leave of absence today, so he has been at home. He waved to Tang Wulin, saying, "Come here, son"

"Eat up," Lang Yue served him a bowl of rice and then shot a glare at her husband, signaling him to finish his meal before speaking

Langyue cast a worried glance at her son's room, sighed softly, and served a bowl of rice to her husband, saying, "Let's eat first, and then we can comfort him. Wulin has always been very obedient since he was little; if it doesn't work out, we can just transfer him to a regular class."

"Eh, where is Linlin?" At that moment, Langyue's voice sounded from outside.

Mother Langyue is a housewife who single-handedly raised Tang Wulin and is skilled at preparing delicious meals

Lang Yue was astonished as she sat beside her husband, "What do you mean? Wu Lin has soul power? Does that mean he really has the potential to become a Soul Master?"

Tang Ziran said solemnly: "What is wrong with a useless martial soul? You must understand that possessing soul power is already a rarity, and if a useless martial soul can still possess soul power, then that is truly exceptional. Therefore, my son is one of a kind. Have I told you the story of Tang San, the founding ancestor of the Tang Sect? He was the Blue Silver Grass martial soul..." Have I told you the story of Tang San, the founding ancestor of the Tang Sect? He was the Blue Silver Grass martial soul..."

As a new student at Hongshan College this year, the awakening of his martial soul, accompanied by the emergence of soul power, led to his assignment to the Soul Master class. In any elementary academy, the Soul Master class is undoubtedly a key class

His less affluent family background made him more mature than his peers at an earlier age. Instead of alarming his parents, he took off his clothes and ran to the bathroom to wash himself clean. To his surprise, although he was sweaty, he carried a faint fragrance on his body. However, after taking a shower, this fragrance disappeared.

When Tang Wulin raised the rice bowl for the fourth time, Tang Ziran and Lang Yue's faces were already filled with shock. Even if they hadn't eaten lunch, it shouldn't be possible to eat this much

A living room of over ten square meters, a small kitchen, a bathroom, and two rooms of less than ten square meters each, this is the entirety of home

Langyue was taken aback for a moment, but soon understood the meaning behind her husband's words, "That Wulin he..."

Tang Ziran苦笑道: "It is not that easy. His martial soul is Blue Silver Grass, and he has innate soul power of level 3. How can it be easy to become a soul master? Moreover, having soul power means he will be assigned to the soul master class, and I fear that the pressure he will face will be too great."

Tang Wulin's home is located in the civilian district of Aolai City. His father, Tang Ziran, is a mecha repairman who specializes in repairing simple soul guide mecha components. However, due to his average skills, he can only earn a modest salary to support the family

Close the door properly, Lang Yue murmured to herself: "The little one's skin seems to be even more tender and elastic, even mother would be jealous."

Langyue reproached, "Hurry and get dressed, don't catch a cold." She pinched her son's tender little face and pushed him into the room

In his dream, Tang Wulin arrived at a vast grassland filled with blue silver grass, yet the sky was golden. It seemed as though a colossal creature was descending from above. He barely had time to discern what appeared to be a golden mouth, and in the next moment, he was engulfed into an endless golden world

"Mom, I'm here, I'm taking a shower." Tang Wulin ran out of the bathroom wearing only a small pair of underwear

Tang Wulin sat down next to his father. Just as Tang Ziran was about to say something, they heard a "gurgling" sound from Tang Wulin's stomach, which immediately made both him and Lang Yue burst into laughter

"Mom, I'm not hungry, I'm a bit tired, I want to take a nap first." Tang Wulin also hugged his mother's neck and quickly ran to his own room.

Upon returning to the room, he had already collapsed onto his bed and then fell into a deep sleep

The crimson skin gradually became translucent, with the veins beneath the surface faintly visible, and one could even vaguely see the flow of blood. At this moment, his blood circulation was extremely rapid, at least three times faster than normal.

His head felt somewhat swollen, and there was a warm sensation throughout his body, as if the force that had nearly overwhelmed him earlier had not yet completely dissipated. Tang Wulin always felt a bit dizzy.

Ah—" With a startled exclamation, Tang Wulin suddenly sat up, only then realizing that his entire body was sticky and drenched in sweat, an indescribable discomfort enveloping him

Tang Ziran sat down beside the small square dining table in the living room. For lunch, there was a stir-fried vegetable, a braised pork rib, a cold dish, and a bowl of vegetable soup. Three dishes and one soup were already considered quite lavish in the Tang family.

"Son, you are back! You must be hungry; Mother has prepared a meal for you." Lang Yue may not be exceptionally beautiful, but she possesses a captivating charm. She squatted down and smiled as she embraced the little Wu Lin.

"Son, you are truly one in a million!" Tang Ziran's gentle voice awakened Tang Wulin from his stupor

Tang Ziran said: "He seems to be quite affected, hardly speaking on the way back. However, our little man will inevitably encounter setbacks during his growth process, so let him be alone for a while."

What Tang Ziran and his wife did not know was that Tang Wulin was not skipping lunch due to being upset; he was genuinely very sleepy

He looked up at his father and saw the gentle and indulgent gaze of his father. "Dad, isn't Blue Silver Grass a useless martial soul?"

Tang Wulin said with a smile: "Mom, can I eat now? I'm so hungry."

Looking at his small figure, Lang Yue turned to her husband and sighed softly, "This child has wanted to be a Soul Master since he was little, but becoming a Soul Master is not that easy! Let's comfort him a bit."

Tang Wulin changed his clothes and came out, only to realize that it was already dark outside, and he had actually slept the entire afternoon