The Legend of the Dragon King

Even as the little girl let out a frightened scream, the youngster already had her over his shoulders.

“What are you doing?” Right at that moment, a childish voice full of fury called out, giving the youngster and his companions a fright.

They couldn’t help but reveal resentful faces when they turned around to look. The person who had come to aid the one suffering an injustice was unexpectedly a tiny pretty boy who didn’t even reach their waists.

The youngster in the back revealed a trace of cruelty. He raised one of his legs and kicked Tang Wulin away. “Brat, you dare to meddle with us.”

Tang Wulin tumbled and landed a little more than two meters away, completely covered in dirt.

“You guys are villains!” He had rolled on the ground but immediately got up. He charged towards the youngsters in order to bar their way.

The youngster who was carrying the little girl exposed a vicious face. The ruckus they had made had already attracted the attention of some pedestrians. After all, this had all occurred on a main street.

A cold light flickered from his wrist and a dagger appeared in the youngster’s hand. He gestured towards Tang Wulin, “F*ck off if you don’t want to die!”

Tang Wulin stubbornly glared and furiously replied, “Villains won’t have a good end. I’m a Soul Master; I’m not afraid of you. Release her!”

As he spoke, Tang Wulin lifted his right hand, and a light blue ring of light twinkled. The Bluesilver Grass appeared in his palm in its waving fashion. A faint energy undulated outward from it.

What could rank-3 soul power do? It only made him a bit more powerful than his peers. He didn’t have a soul ring to support his soul. His soul was far from being battle capable. This was also the reason why cultivation was essential to being promoted from the lowest Soul Scholar rank to the Soul Master rank.

The youngster blanked out for a moment as his companions tugged on his arm.

If it was only a regular boy, then they wouldn’t have to do anything in particular. They would only have to cover for each other, and there wouldn’t be any trouble. But a child that possessed soul power was different. The government maintained special records on these children. Even the Spirit Pagoda had records on these children. If anything happened to these special children, the federal government would definitely expend a lot of resources to search for the cause. What’s more, many bystanders had already witnessed their deeds.

“Such bad luck!” The head of the youngsters was unrelenting, but he set the little girl down with an angry growl and quickly left with his companions.

The little girl stumbled and fell onto her butt. Seeing this, Tang Wulin hurriedly ran over and crouched beside her. “Don’t be scared. I’m a man. I’ll protect you!”

The little girl raised her head and looked at him. Up close, those large purple eyes of hers were even prettier. Within her pupils, a layer of mist seemed to have appeared.

“Don’t cry, don’t cry. I’ve already driven away the villains. My name is Tang Wulin. What’s your name?”

The little girl foolishly stared at him for a moment before finally opening her mouth. “My name is Na’er.”

…

He was so weak at the time. He clearly only possessed rank-3 soul power. Furthermore, he was a soul master with a trash martial soul, the Bluesilver Grass. Even so, it did not make him cower in fear. It allowed him to courageously shield her with his body. He protected her.

The sweetest thing she had ever tasted in her entire life were the candies that he bought her with the measly income he earned from learning forging every day.

At the time, she was still Na’er and she had always known that he could never bring himself to eat the candy himself. He was actually gulping as he watched her eat the candies.

He was a good brother.

That was the time when she integrated into the human world and took the form of a little girl. However, she sealed her memories due to the problem with her body’s endurance. She was Na’er, pure and naive, a little human girl.

The kind brother left behind an impression that could not be erased in his pure sister’s mind.

At the time, she picked up an ability known to mankind. It was called ‘love’.

In turn, the first time Tang Wulin felt heartache was when Na’er left. Even when he was laboring painstakingly in his forging studies every day and his body endured such torment at a very young age, he felt hopeful.