Chapter 593 - Riches (2/2)

“If you guys know that already, then why are you asking me?” Tang Wulin shot back.

“Tang Wulin, just how oblivious are you?”

“Ugh. My stomach hurts from my injuries. I’m going to go sleep,” Tang Wulin said, cutting short the conversation.

Social etiquette was definitely not Tang Wulin’s strong suit, especially so since he had no plans of making friends with these foreign students.

After boarding the bus, Xie Xie sat at the back row, an arrangement that the team came to a consensus to. They had to minimize the impact of his noisy mouth as much as possible. Xie Xie felt indignant about this, but he shrunk back under the glares of his friends.

Under the protection of the mechas, the rest of the journey went smoothly and they reached Star Luo City two days later.

Star Luo City was the beating heart of the Empire, a vast city surrounded by towering walls. Such walls were a rare sight in Douluo and granted Star Luo City the aura of an ancient fortress. Numerous types of soul weapons were mounted on the walls to form a defensive net, further reinforcing the fact that even in Star Luo, there was no such thing as absolute peace.

However, when they entered the city, the familiar scene of streets bustling with people greeted them. Although the architecture of the city and clothing style of the people were different from that of Douluo, the differences weren’t too major.

After their long voyage and tiresome train ride, they had finally reached their destination. A wave of relief crashed upon them.

They immediately went to check-in to the hotel the Empire had arranged for them. Perhaps as a gesture of apology, they were given luxurious suites in a high-class hotel. Throughout the hotel, dazzling decorations of gold and platinum were strewn about.

When Tang Wulin entered his suite, he immediately collapsed onto the bed. He wasn’t actually tired. It would take a far tougher ordeal than what he had faced to tire him out. However, his mind was a different matter. He was mentally spent. Unlike his companions, he had spent the two months at sea undergoing torturous training, and while this had helped increase his spiritual power, it wore him down. All he wanted now was a good night’s sleep. The moment he closed his eyes, the soft bed and fresh sheets began pulling his weary mind to the land of dreams.

But someone rang the doorbell..

“Who is it?” Tang Wulin shouted grouchily.

“It’s me!” A voice he knew all too well.

Tang Wulin sluggishly dragged his body out of bed and went to open the door. Standing right outside was Gu Yue.

“Are you tired?” Gu Yue said, looking at his drooping eyelids.

“Yeah. I wanna pass out.” With that, he turned around to walk back to his bed, leaving the door open for her.

Gu Yue remained at the doorway and watched as he crawled into bed, her expression tense.

As Tang Wulin’s mind faded once more, Gu Yue approached his bedside. Looking down at his sleepy face, a silver light flashed in her eyes. Her expression faltered, something seemingly conflicting within her. “Wulin, did your martial soul evolve?” she asked softly.

“Mnn. Yeah.” Tang Wulin answered, burying his face into his pillow.

Gu Yue touched his shoulder. Unseen to him, silver scales appeared on her hand. “Your bloodline probably strengthened as well, right? When we encountered the Tyrant Dragon that time, did it become your spirit soul?” she asked in nearly a whisper.

“Mnn. Mn.” Wrapped in his sleepy haze, Tang Wulin subconsciously answered without any of his usual caution.

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