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As Tang Wulin walked out of the Red Mountain Academy, his face was filled with displeasure. He had never encountered anything like this before in his life, and it left him utterly depressed.

He grew up in an ordinary, commoner family, but his family was harmonious and his parents had a good relationship. They loved him very much and even when he made mistakes, they would patiently teach him a lesson.

"At the academy, however, he felt the difficulty for the first time. Because his spirit was a Blue Silver Grass, classmates shunned him, and even the teachers were not enthusiastic about him."

When guiding students in meditation, the teacher stayed here for the shortest amount of time.

"My spirit, is it really that bad" Tang Wulin's unhappiness gradually turned into stubbornness. "Even if my spirit isn't good, I still have to become a great Soul Master. Dad said, success is ninety-nine percent effort plus one percent luck. My spirit might not be good enough, so I'll just try even harder!"

He was outgoing, and once he figured things out in his heart, the previous suppression naturally dissipated.

However, how did I get hungry again Tang Wulin rubbed his stomach in some confusion. The academy's learning life included lunch, and it was unlimited. The soul master students also had better food than ordinary students. Tang Wulin ate a lot, to the point that he earned the nickname "Rice Bucket." He ate so much that it was almost half the amount of all the other dozen or so classmates combined, exceeding even Cheng Rao's appetite.

He wasn't a big eater before, but he's really been eating a lot lately! And it's only the afternoon, and he's already hungry again.

When he thought of food, Tang Wulin's eyes lit up immediately. Let's go home and see if there's anything delicious to eat.

As he was walking, a figure on the roadside suddenly caught his attention.

Although the afternoon sunlight wasn't as abundant as midday, the weather was fantastic today. So, the sunshine falling on one's body still brought a touch of warmth. What attracted Tang Wulin was a gleam of silver bathed in the sunlight.

A girl was squatting by the roadside, looking older than she actually was. She had short, silver hair that caught the sunlight, reflecting it naturally due to its unusual color.

It seemed as if some unseen force was drawing them together. The girl looked up at him, her face covered in dirt, and her tattered clothes made her look like a beggar. Yet, besides her silver short hair, she possessed a pair of eyes that were truly unique.

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Her eyes were large, her pupils like two clear amethyst crystals. Even from a distance, Tang Wulin could seem to see his own reflection in her eyes. Her long eyelashes curved upwards naturally.

Tang Wulin's own eyes were very attractive, and for someone of the same age with big eyes, he would naturally feel good about her. He subconsciously stopped his steps. When their eyes met, the girl didn't dodge his gaze. Her beautiful big eyes only held a few hints of surprise.

"Girl, where are your parents" Just then, a few young men with slicked-back hair were also attracted by the girl's silver hair and crowded around her.

But the girl did not look at them, and bowed her head again.

Several youths looked at each other, one of them saying, “This silver hair is truly rare! Perhaps she's from another two continents. I reckon the black market would love someone like her, and besides, her eyes are purple.”

Several other young men's eyes instantly flashed with greed, nodding to each other.

The young man from before crouched down, "Hey, little sister. Where are your family members"

The girl shook her head, looking down, but said nothing.

The young man smiled and said, "Are you hungry Big brother will take you to eat something delicious. How about it"

The girl shook her head again, this time with more force.

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A young man winked at his companions, reached out a hand, and pulled the girl up from the ground. The others gathered around her, blocking the view of those outside.

In the girl's gasp, the youth had already hoisted him onto his shoulders.

"What are you doing" A childish voice, laced with anger, suddenly rang out, startling the group of young men.

When they turned around, they couldn't help but blush with shame. The one who had stood up to defend them was actually a little boy, shorter than them, but very handsome.

A young man behind him flashed a sinister look in his eyes, and raised his foot to kick Tang Wulin. "Kid, don't meddle in other people's business."

Tang Wulin was kicked and flew backwards two meters, landing in a heap of dust and dirt.

"You bunch of scoundrels!" He rolled on the ground and immediately scrambled to his feet, charging towards the young men and blocking their path.

A grim look crossed the youth's face as he carried the girl. The commotion had already drawn the attention of some passersby, after all, this was on a busy street.

With a flick of his wrist, a cold and gleaming dagger appeared in his palm. He pointed it at Tang Wulin and said, "Get out of here if you don't want to die!"

Tang Wulin stared at him defiantly, his voice laced with anger: "Bad people never get a good ending. I'm a Soul Master, and I'm not afraid of you! Let her go!"

As he was doing so, he raised his right hand, a faint azure glow flickering. A strand of silvergrass emerged from his palm, and a subtle wave of energy rippled outwards.

What can a level three soul power do It's nothing more than being slightly stronger than peers of the same age. Without a soul spirit or soul ring, the martial soul is far from playing a role in combat. This is also why it is necessary to cultivate to level ten soul power before entering the realm of soul masters from the lowest rank of soul warrior.

The youth froze for a moment, his companions tugging at him.

If it were just an ordinary child, even if they did something, as long as they covered it well, they might not get into trouble. But a child with soul power is different. These children are specially recorded by the official, and even registered in the Spirit Transmission Tower. If something happened to such a child, the Federal Government would definitely investigate thoroughly, which would be a big problem. Besides, they have already been seen by many people here.

"Damn it!" The youth at the head, with a frustrated scowl, let go of the girl on his shoulder and, accompanied by several companions, quickly scurried away.

The little girl stumbled and fell to the ground with a thud. Tang Wulin rushed over and crouched beside her, "Don't be afraid, I'm a man, I'll protect you!"

The girl looked up at him. Up close, her purple eyes were even more beautiful, and it seemed like there was a layer of mist floating on the surface of her pupils.

Don't cry, don't cry. The bad guy is already gone. My name is Tang Wulin, what's your name

The girl paused for a moment, then finally spoke for the first time. "My name is Na'er."irit Pagoda, his control over his blue silver grass vines had become increasingly refined. 。 Stalks of blue-silver grass spread out, radiating towards where Wu Changkong was dancing. 。Tang Wulin's...