Chapter 74: Tang Wulin – "Old Tang, You Don’t Understand Her at All!"

It was unclear whether it was due to family pressure or his own decision, but ultimately, Xu Xiaoyu had come to break up with Ouyang Zixin.

The door remained tightly shut. After receiving Ouyang Zixin's quiet yet firm confirmation, the dejected Xu Xiaoyu walked away, his steps heavy with sorrow.

However, as he turned, he ran straight into Tang Wulin, who had been hiding in the shadows all along.

Tang Wulin had overheard everything clearly. At that moment, he could no longer restrain himself and stepped forward in fury.

"Xu Xiaoyu!"

"You bastard!"

"How could you do this to Sister Zixin?!"

"To think that you're the brother Xu Xiaoyan looks up to!"

Xu Xiaoyu clenched his fists tightly, but soon, he loosened them. He lowered his head without saying a word and brushed past Tang Wulin.

"Huff… huff…"

Tang Wulin's furious breathing was heavy and ragged, carrying the undertones of a dragon's wrath.

Golden dragon scales rapidly spread across his right hand. His eyes turned into golden dragon pupils, gradually filled with a murderous, blood-red aura.

"ROAR—"

A furious dragon's roar erupted from Tang Wulin's throat. His eyes became completely bloodshot as his rationality was drowned by violent, slaughterous intent.

His Golden Dragon Claw tore through the air toward Xu Xiaoyu like an unstoppable force. Though Tang Wulin was only a Rank-20 Soul Grandmaster, his speed and strength surpassed even a Rank-30 Soul Elder.

"CLANG!"

Even though Xu Xiaoyu was a Rank-40 Soul Ancestor, considered a genius of the Xu family and the Eastsea Academy, he was no match for Tang Wulin at all.

His heavy ice armor defense shattered like paper under the sharp Golden Dragon Claw.

The overwhelming force struck Xu Xiaoyu squarely, launching him into the air before slamming him into a wall, embedding half of his body into it.

"Cough, cough, cough…"

Xu Xiaoyu coughed violently. His clothes were torn, and three deep claw marks on his chest bled profusely.

As he watched Tang Wulin walk toward him, fear filled his eyes—not the kind of fear one had for another person, but the kind reserved for an approaching dragon filled with murderous intent. The oppressive aura was suffocating.

In his terror, he failed to notice the golden-blue Sea God Trident Mark flickering on Tang Wulin's forehead, hidden beneath his hair. The mark slowly dispelled the bloodthirst in Tang Wulin's eyes.

At that moment, a soft and sorrowful voice came from inside the room.

"Wulin, let that scoundrel, that bastard…"

She hesitated for a moment before sighing, "Forget it… just let him leave."

Ouyang Zixin's voice, acting as an external restraint, combined with Tang San's divine consciousness exerting pressure from within, finally suppressed the violent energy and destructive will surging within Tang Wulin.

As he watched Xu Xiaoyu drag his injured body away in silence, Tang Wulin gave him a cold, contemptuous glance before taking three quick steps forward. He arrived at the same door Xu Xiaoyu had just been at.

The anger and savagery from moments ago vanished from his youthful face, leaving only warmth and concern.

"Sister Zixin…"

Within Bi Ji's Spiritual Projection, the scene played out—heartfelt confessions between the two on either side of the door.

However, most of the soul beasts in the room were utterly disinterested.

After all, they were soul beasts—how could they empathize with human soul masters? In fact, the more pain human soul masters suffered, the happier they felt.

The only one who seemed remotely interested was Di Tian, but even then, it wasn't out of sympathy.

Instead, he was intently studying the Sea God Trident Mark on Tang Wulin's forehead. It was as if he was examining a surveillance feed, instructing Bi Ji to pause and zoom in repeatedly.

Under close observation, faint golden-blue light flickered beneath Tang Wulin's hair, partially obscured yet distinct.

The final scene in the projection showed Tang Wulin finally opening Ouyang Zixin's door.

With his now-matured physique, he pulled Ouyang Zixin into his embrace, providing her with warmth and a sense of security.

Ouyang Zixin did not resist. The grief on her face melted away, replaced by happiness.

Her shattered heart now had a place for Tang Wulin within it.

As Bi Ji ended her projection, Di Tian abruptly stood up.

He had noticed something—at the precise moment Ouyang Zixin accepted Tang Wulin's confession, the Sea God Trident Mark on his forehead had shone its brightest.

Compared to the original timeline, Tang Wulin had confessed nearly a year earlier, achieving an entirely different outcome.

"I'm going to Eastsea City."

With those words, a surge of spatial energy rippled through the air. Under the stunned gazes of the soul beasts, Di Tian vanished.

The soul beasts exchanged puzzled glances, muttering to themselves:

"Why is Di Tian so excited about this?"

Eastsea City, Eastsea Academy

A luxurious dormitory—each room a private, single-person suite.

These were specially allocated by the academy for Zero Class students, representing its dedication to nurturing top talents.

As the class leader, Tang Wulin naturally had his own room. At this moment, he sat cross-legged on his bed—not meditating, but rather unable to meditate.

His brows furrowed, frustration evident on his young face.

A golden-blue Sea God Trident Mark flickered restlessly on his forehead, as if someone were nagging incessantly in his mind.

Then, as if a nerve had been struck, Tang Wulin couldn't hold back and blurted out:

"Old Tang, you don't understand her at all!"

Within his spiritual sea, waves of mental fluctuations rippled violently as Tang San's voice echoed.

"That girl… what's so special about her?!"

"She's completely out of your league!"

"You two have no future together!"

"I'm telling you now—I don't approve of this relationship!"

After a brief pause, Tang San's voice softened slightly.

"I know you're at an age where feelings for the opposite sex start to develop."

"But you have plenty of better choices. Gu Yue—she is the one truly meant for you."

"She must like you already. One day, she will love you."

Upon hearing Gu Yue's name, Tang Wulin's focus shifted slightly.

"Old Tang, how can you be so sure Gu Yue will love me in the future?"

"She's definitely been nice to me ever since we met, but it's not like there's a guarantee she'll love me."

"Besides, she's always so strong-willed around me—it's more like she's a dominant big sister figure."

"And another thing—Gu Yue joined the Spirit Pagoda, while I joined Tang Sect."

"Once we graduate, we'll go our separate ways. After that, it'll be nearly impossible for us to meet again."

At this point, Tang Wulin's voice grew low and heavy, his emotions sullen.

His feelings for Gu Yue were complicated—a mix of friendship and something more, yet still undefined.

(End of Chapter)