Hearing this, Xiao Wu froze in Liu Erlong's embrace, her wide eyes fixed on Lin Feng.
In front of her, Lin Feng wore a mischievous grin.
"Hahaha, did I scare you?"
"Someone seemed to be tearing up just now."
As he spoke, Lin Feng walked over to Xiao Wu with gentle steps and said softly:
"So you've known about my identity all along… Wuwuwu…"
Overwhelmed with emotion and fear, Xiao Wu suddenly burst into tears in Liu Erlong's arms, sobbing as she spoke.
"There, there, it's alright now, Xiao Wu."
"Mom will take you back to rest!"
"Young Master, honestly—why did you have to scare a child like that?"
Liu Erlong shot Lin Feng a reproachful glance, then gently scooped Xiao Wu up into her arms and began walking toward her room, lovingly stroking the girl's back.
Watching the two of them together, Lin Feng felt a warm current rise in his heart.
A Few Months Later – Holy Spirit Village
Sunlight bathed the peaceful and serene village of Holy Spirit.
A young boy in gaudy red floral shorts and a pink flower pinned to his hair stood in the open.
"San'er, don't tell me you're…"
"Yes, Grandpa. I'm the one who awakened with full innate soul power."
The boy spoke softly.
"Sigh, what a shame the martial soul turned out to be Blue Silver Grass…"
Village elder Old Jack sighed with disappointment.
From a short distance away, a divine soul silently watched them—Lin Feng.
Based on the timeline, this was indeed when Tang San awakened his martial soul. Lin Feng had flown across the continent in an instant using his divine soul to arrive at Holy Spirit Village early that morning.
"Six months have passed… and Tang San's outfit still manages to redefine my understanding of fashion."
Looking at Tang San's eye-searing attire, Lin Feng couldn't help but silently complain in his heart.
His gaze shifted to Tang San's status panel.
After half a year, it was finally time to refresh Tang San's traits again.
"System, refresh traits."
[Ding! Traits refreshed successfully.]
Lin Feng leisurely reviewed the new traits.
Surprisingly, all of them were highly beneficial to Tang San's strength.
This time, Tang San's outstanding purple-tier talent even triggered a rank-up, just like Lin Feng's, granting him a gold-tier trait: Innate Soul Power: Rank 20.
"There's no way I'm changing that. Keep it, keep it!"
Lin Feng muttered to himself.
Alright, time to check on Tang Hao.
In the next instant, Lin Feng's figure flickered and vanished.
At the Blacksmith's House
Lin Feng flew into the humble cottage with eager anticipation.
"Knew it—still sleeping in."
Lin Feng chuckled softly.
"System, refresh traits."
[Ding! Traits refreshed successfully.]
After a quick glance, Lin Feng sighed at the results.
Tang Hao's panel had become trash-tier.
[Drunken God (Green)]
[Master Blacksmith (Purple)]
[Soul Bone Jackpot (Gold)]
A Drunken God who had no money for booze, a Master Blacksmith who hadn't forged a weapon in years, and a slacker father hiding out in a rural village who never hunted for soul rings…
Even the gold-tier trait Soul Bone Jackpot was practically useless now.
"Truly pitiful. I don't even know what to swap anymore…"
Lin Feng shook his head in mock sympathy.
Suddenly, a voice rang out.
"Tang Hao! Tang Hao! It's me—your Uncle Jack!"
Old Jack's strong voice rang out at the door.
Tang Hao groaned awake, rubbing his temples as he emerged from his hangover-induced sleep.
"Tang Hao! Tang Hao! Come out here!"
Old Jack's raspy voice, tinged with excitement, called out again.
A moment later, Tang Hao staggered out, unsteady on his feet as he reached the front door.
"Tang Hao, your boy—Tang San—has incredible talent! He just awakened with full innate soul power!"
"We need to send him to school! He might have a great future!"
"There's still a spot for a working student. I think we should give it to San'er this year!"
Old Jack's eyes shone with passion as he spoke. The most update n0vels are published on novel⚑fire.net
"Tang Hao, what the hell is wrong with you?!"
"Can't you show a little interest in your son's education?!"
Seeing Tang Hao's halfhearted response, Old Jack exploded in anger.
His voice rose uncontrollably, scolding at full volume.
"I'm taking that as a yes—San'er must go to school. I'll come get him myself!"
With that, Old Jack stormed off in a huff.
Tang Hao stood stunned for a moment, the yelling sobering him up a little.
As he looked at Tang San, his instincts took over—he lowered his head and picked up a whip.
This guy's gonna hit me again?!
"Don't come any closer!"
Startled, Tang San quickly backed up two steps, fear in his voice.
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