Chapter 25

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In the early morning, when Tang Wulin woke up from his meditation, he found himself still on the lawn.

Meditating in this world of Blue Silver Grass clearly felt better than at home. It was unclear whether it was because his soul power had reached the Soul Master level or because of his mutated martial soul, but his soul power improved much faster during cultivation.

Tang Wulin jumped up from the lawn and shook off the dew on his body.

"Lulin, Lulin!" Lang Yue's somewhat anxious call came.

"Mom, I'm here." Tang Wulin quickly ran out of the small garden.

"Something's wrong, Nae, Nae she..." Lang Yue was out of breath from running.

"What's wrong with Nae?" Tang Wulin's heart tightened.

Lang Yue slightly calmed down and said urgently, "She's gone, Nae is gone."

"Ah?" Tang Wulin was greatly shocked and hurriedly followed his mother back home.

Indeed, Nae was gone, and all that was left on her bed was a note.

"Father, Mother, Brother, I'm leaving. I am very grateful for your care over the past few years, but I remember who I am, and my family has come to take me. I have to leave. The time I spent with you was very, very happy. I will miss you. However, my gradually recovering memories tell me that I must leave here. I have many things to do. Brother, I will always remember the way you protected me from the bad guys. I will always remember the taste of the delicious things you bought for me. — Nae."

Looking at the note, Tang Wulin was completely stunned.

Since Nae came to this family, although she brought a considerable burden, she also brought a lot of laughter and joy.

Having a sister made Tang Wulin incredibly happy. Whenever he saw Nae eating the snacks he bought with the money he earned from forging, he felt very satisfied, especially when she gave him a sweet smile.

"How can you, Nae, just leave like this? How can you? Even if you found your family, you can't just leave like this! You can't go."

Tang Wulin turned and ran, and Lang Yue, unable to catch him, let him rush out of the house.

"Nae—, Nae—" His cries echoed through the small town, as Tang Wulin ran and shouted, searching for the silver-haired, purple-eyed little girl.

Leaning against the wall, large tears streamed down Nae's face as she tightly hugged the somewhat old and rough-looking doll in her arms.

It was the doll that Tang Wulin bought with his first month's wages. The doll's eyes were also purple, just like hers, and its hair was dyed silver by Tang Wulin himself.

In her mind, memories of him kept replaying.

Only when she was with him did he always have a smile, doing everything to make her happy.

Whenever someone tried to bully her, he would always be the first to step in front of her. No matter how powerful the bad guys were, his eyes were filled with determination.

"Brother, Brother..." Nae murmured, her tears falling like broken pearls.

"Miss, it's time to go."

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Running through the entire small town, searching every corner, every place Nae might go, even running along the coastline for a long time, Tang Wulin still couldn't find any trace of Nae.

His voice was hoarse from shouting, but Nae was gone, leaving no trace.

Besides the note, Nae left one more thing, a small silver pendant. The pendant was a silver gemstone, round with some edges, and a silver thread was threaded through it.

Inside the gemstone, faint rainbow light flickered, indicating its great value.

However, in Tang Wulin's heart, no matter how precious the gemstone was, it couldn't compare to his sister.

He went to school in a daze and to the forging studio in a daze.

For several consecutive days, Tang Wulin seemed to be in a daze, searching for Nae's traces in the streets and alleys of Aolai City every day until late at night.

His forging work suffered due to his mental state, and he was severely scolded by Mang Tian. Tang Wulin kept asking himself why Nae left and why she didn't tell him where she was going.

After a full week, his spirit finally recovered somewhat.

Hongshan Academy.

"Jiang Wulin." Lin Ximeng called from behind the podium.

"Here." Tang Wulin stood up. After a week, the sadness from Nae's departure had somewhat subsided.

Walking to the podium, he took the recommendation letter from Lin Ximeng. This was a special recommendation letter from Hongshan Academy, which allowed him to apply to a middle-level Soul Master Academy. Any student who became a Soul Master during their time at a primary academy could be recommended to continue their studies at a middle-level academy. Having one soul ring was a hard requirement, but there were no strict rules about the type of martial soul.

Receiving this letter meant that Tang Wulin's time at the primary academy was over.

Wan Yunchao, sitting next to him, winked and said, "We're graduating, let's spar later! These past few days, you've been so busy looking for your sister that you haven't had a chance to show me your soul skills. Let me tell you, my soul skills are really powerful."

Tang Wulin glared at him, "No time, I still have to work."

Due to his mistakes from the previous days, his working hours were increased to three hours by Mang Tian.

Wan Yunchao pouted, "Coward, you're just afraid of losing to me."

A flash of anger crossed Tang Wulin's eyes, "I'm not a coward. Fine, I'll fight you. After school, in the small forest."

Behind Hongshan Academy was a large forest, where students usually had their nature classes.

After school, the area was very quiet, and few people came.

Wan Yunchao, still a fat boy, eagerly pulled Tang Wulin to the small forest as soon as school was out.

"Tang Wulin, I'm telling you, you're no match for me now."

Tang Wulin remained silent.

"Alright, let's stop here!" Wan Yunchao stopped, hands on his hips, and eagerly released his martial soul.

A flash of light, and his short knife appeared in his hand. Compared to when he had no soul ring, the knife looked wider and had more patterns, with a faint glow.

A white ten-year soul ring rose from his feet, and Wan Yunchao silently activated it. Instantly, a half-foot-long blade of light shot out from the knife.