Soul Land 5: The Rebirth of Tang San

Chapter 44: Going Home



Chapter 44: Going Home

Chapter 44: Going Home

Tang San and Wang Yanfeng's departure from the city was smooth, with Gui Gui driving a cargo carriage to escort them out.

Gui Gui allowed them to get off the carriage only when they were far away from the gates of Kali City.

Her gaze towards Tang San held complex feelings. This child's talent far surpassed an ordinary vassal's. But was this truly a good thing for Wang Yanfeng? For that matter, was it a good thing for any of the vassals?

“Tang San,” Gui Gui called out.

“Aunt Gui?”

Gui Gui sighed softly and said, “You are the most talented and outstanding human I have ever seen. But you must know that the demons and nymphs dominate this world. Their strength is just immense, far beyond what we can contend with. Those humans who manage to become vassals and survive have already faced countless dangers. Only by staying alive can there be a chance. Although we cannot see the future now, if you want to do something for humanity in the future, then you must preserve your valuable life. Understood?”

Tang San nodded. “I understand.”

Gui Gui looked deeply into his eyes and said, “I hope you truly understand. Brother, this is also for you. You must protect him well and keep a close eye on him. We cannot allow what happened yesterday to happen again. Luck may not always be on our side.”

Wang Yanfeng silently nodded but said nothing.

“Don't come back to Kali City for a while. Wait until you've grown up a bit, at least taller, before returning,” Gui Gui said to Tang San.

Tang San glanced in the direction of Kali City.

Do I really need to stay away? There were ties there that were too important, too significant for him to stay away for long.

After bidding farewell to Gui Gui, Wang Yanfeng and Tang San set off on their journey.

On the road, Wang Yanfeng didn't say much, nor did he impart advice to Tang San as Gui Gui had done earlier.

Not until they turned from the main road onto the path leading back to Wind Wolf Town.

“Tang San.”

“Teacher.” Tang San turned his head to look at Wang Yanfeng, who had suddenly spoken.

Wang Yanfeng said, “I always thought you were still young, that you needed time to grow and mature, both your heart and mind. But this time, I've realized you're not so young anymore. You are more composed than I had imagined. So...why did you act so recklessly this time?”

"Teacher, I want to grow faster, to become stronger. I hope that we humans don’t have to live like this for much longer."

Wang Yanfeng nodded, saying, "That's what many enlightened humans wish for. But Gui Gui is right; we are still too weak in this world. The strength of the demons and nymphs is beyond your imagination."

Tang San shook his head. "No, you're wrong. I can imagine their strength. But does a strong opponent mean we just back down? If we do nothing, humans will forever remain slaves. In terms of wisdom, we surpass the demons and nymphs. So why should they enslave our people? Why should we be their food?"

"Because the heavens do not favor us. We have wisdom, but we lack natural talent."

Tang San argued, "No. It's not that we lack talent, but that we haven't found a way to align our talents with the laws of this world."

Wang Yanfeng was startled; he hadn't expected Tang San to say something like that. He had heard similar words once before.

"Tang San, you..."

Tang San spoke earnestly, "Teacher, I don't believe that I alone can change all of humanity. What can truly change humanity is finding a way that aligns us with this world and makes us gradually stronger. It might not be achievable in one generation, but as long as we try, there must be a way."

When he first arrived in this world, even as a former God King, he had felt fear and helplessness. But as he understood this world more, he began to feel its distinctiveness. Just as he said, the humans of this world hadn't yet found a way to align with it.

Like in his previous life on the Douluo Continent. When he was born, the soul beasts of that world were still very powerful, and humans struggled to match them. But humans found a way to awaken their own martial souls, becoming stronger and evolving into soul masters. Eventually, they began to encroach on the living space of the soul beasts, becoming the masters of the Douluo Continent.

So, isn't this Daemon Continent in front of us like an early Douluo Continent? Perhaps in a thousand or ten thousand years, humans will also have found a way to become strong, defeating the demons and nymphs.

The same task was much more challenging on the Falan Planet. After all, the demons and nymphs on this Daemon Continent were on a much higher level than the soul beasts of the Douluo Continent. But it was not hopeless.

Perhaps, in the grand scheme of things, his reincarnation is meant to bring hope to its humans.

Wang Yanfeng suddenly smiled. "I meant to persuade you, but now I feel like you're persuading me. I also hope to see you find a way that better aligns with this world. But before that, you must remain as inconspicuous as possible. And don't mention our conversation today to anyone else."

"Understood." Tang San nodded.

Back in Wind Wolf Town, everything was as usual. Tang San went home first, while Wang Yanfeng went to report to the Wind Wolf Lord.

Upon entering the courtyard, Tang San’s hair was blasted by the howling wind. Raising his hand to shield his face, he saw the three Wang brothers sparring.

The three seemed to be in a melee, not using wind blades but relying on the enhanced physique of their Wind Wolf Transformation. They were running around the courtyard, seeking opportunities to pounce on their opponents and start a grappling match.

Ling Muxue watched from the side with great interest, and green light was dancing in her hands as she practiced controlling the wind element.

Seeing Tang San enter, her eyes lit up, and she quickly ran over. "Tang San, you're back!"

Tang San smiled slightly and nodded at her. "They sure are enthusiastic!"

"They sure are! Before Teacher took you away, he told us to do more practical training. The more we fight, the more we can stimulate our abilities and get used to them," Ling Muxue said with a smile.

"Mm." Tang San nodded in agreement.

Then he suddenly clapped his hands, drawing the attention of the three Wang brothers. They immediately stopped chasing each other and looked in his direction.

Tang San gently shook his head, "Your progress is too slow."

At these words, Wang Chao, Wang Zhong, and Wang Xiaolei all paused, surprised.

Tang San, the youngest of their group, was usually considered too young by Wang Yanfeng to participate in practical training. He was quiet and rarely conversed with the others, focusing solely on his silent cultivation.

They had only seen Tang San use the Wind Blade during their first practical training session. At that time, the three Wang brothers had zero knowledge of

After a year under Wang Yanfeng's guidance, they now had some understanding of the outside world.

Wang Xiaolei snorted, "How is our progress slow? Have you seen my agility?"

As he spoke, still in his Wind Wolf Transformation state, he suddenly pounced toward Tang San, his right hand moving like a swift wolf claw.

Ling Muxue was startled and raised her hand to release a wind blade, but Tang San stopped her with his hand.

In the next instant, he dashed forward.

Now it was Wang Xiaolei's turn to be surprised. He had only intended to scare Tang San and hadn't planned to actually strike him. Seeing Tang San suddenly charge at his claw, he hurriedly tried to pull back.

Then he saw a blur before his eyes as Tang San dodged his wolf claw and closed in on him.

Wang Xiaolei was tall and thin, and although he was younger, he had almost reached Wang Chao’s height. Tang San raised his right hand, hooked his arm around Wang Xiaolei's neck, and spun around, dragging him over. Wang Xiaolei felt the force of his forward pounce suddenly redirected, and he was flung sideways.

With a thud, he landed on the ground.


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