Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul, the Fangtian Halberd, Empowers Me with Filial Piety

Chapter 22 You call me brother, I'll call you mom!
"Then we'll go to your teacher's place and find out."

Jiang Yi reached out and gently pinched the girl's nose. This little sister was adorably silly, only realizing it now.

"Ok!"

Tang Wuling nodded heavily, but soon, as if remembering something, her face turned pale again.

"what happened?"

Jiang Yi noticed her changing expressions and couldn't help but ask with concern.

"But Jiang Yi, I...I killed someone!"

Tang Wuling bit her red lips, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes, her voice trembling violently.

Only then did she remember that she had lost control of her emotions that morning and killed a man who tried to molest her.

If Old Tang hadn't stopped her at the last moment, she probably would have made even bigger mistakes.

"That man deserved to die."

Just then, Wu Changkong walked in.

"teacher!"

When Tang Wuling saw Wu Changkong enter, she sprang away from Jiang Yi's arms like a startled rabbit, her cheeks flushed.

When they were alone, she was fine, treating Jiang Yi only as an older brother. But when outsiders were watching, the young girl couldn't help but lose her composure.

Jiang Yi simply smiled, showing no embarrassment whatsoever.

This really is my younger sister.

Wu Changkong glanced at the two of them but didn't say anything. He just looked at Jiang Yi with a hint of admiration.

He knew this guy had a knack for charming girls.

“Kill the bad guys and don’t feel guilty. This is something you will have to face in the future.”

Wu Changkong handed the two of them information about the man and said earnestly.

Soul Masters are born to fight. In the past, it was to defend against Soul Beasts, and now it is to protect themselves. Life and death are commonplace for them.

That bald man should have died a year ago; Tang Wuling, on the contrary, has helped the Federation expose a group of pests.

Tang Wuling felt much better after looking at the numerous atrocities recorded in the documents.

The bald man, relying on his uncle's connections, formed gangs in Aolai City and committed many harmful acts, and had been imprisoned more than once or twice.

However, this was the first time the nine-year-old girl had experienced life and death, and a shadow still lingered between her brows; it would take time to heal that shadow.

"I've taken care of things here, you can leave now."

Wu Changkong looked at the two of them and said this, without explaining the specific process.

He wasn't a federal official and didn't have the authority to deal with the other party, but getting Tang Wuling out of jail shouldn't be a problem.

As for the police chief, he has already informed the Tang Clan, and in a while, the Federation will naturally come to handle it.

"Ok!"

Jiang Yi and the other person nodded and followed Wu Changkong away.

……

On the Soul-Guiding Train, Wu Changkong sat by the window, gazing at the sea outside, lost in thought.

"Wow! This Federation is so stingy!"

Tang Wuling regained her usual energy, sat down next to Jiang Yi, and couldn't help but complain.

Yesterday, her train back to Aolai City also kept stopping and starting, either due to a train malfunction or because the tracks were damaged by rocks.

Can't the federal government put in a little more effort?
This is a matter of people's livelihood!!!

"..."

Jiang Yi scratched his head.

Sis! I don't think it's a problem with the car. You're lucky you weren't robbed.

As evening approached, the three finally arrived safely in Donghai City.

"You two be careful, and contact me anytime if anything happens!"

At the station entrance, Wu Changkong gave Jiang Yi and the other person some instructions before turning and leaving.

Tang Wuling went to find Mang Tian, ​​so there was no need for him, as her homeroom teacher, to go with her; Jiang Yi could accompany her.

"Well! Thank you teacher!"

Tang Wuling bowed deeply to Wu Changkong's departing figure.

Today, she really owes a debt to Wu Changkong; otherwise, she would probably have spent several days in the police station.

"Let's go!"

Jiang Yi looked at Tang Wuling, pulled her into a taxi, and headed to Mangtian's forging room.

……

Mangtian's Studio.

Jiang Yi and Tang Wuling sat inside waiting. Tang Wuling's fingers were nervously twisting together, clearly feeling uneasy.

That's what they said, but ultimately it was just their speculation.

click!
The sound of a door opening came from outside, and Tang Wuling immediately got up to greet it.

A robust middle-aged man walked in, dressed in ordinary gray clothes, and walked in with hurried steps.

"teacher!"

Tang Wuling stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and then looked at him with expectant eyes.

"Ok!"

Mang Tian nodded, then took out a letter from his sleeve.

“That’s right. Ziran and the other person came to visit me a while ago, but they were in a bit of a rush and didn’t have time to see you.”

"This is what they left for you!"

Mang Tian handed the letter to Tang Wuling and then explained.

He had just received a call and rushed over from the Blacksmiths Association.

Tang Ziran and his wife did come looking for him, but it wasn't that they didn't have time to look for Tang Wuling; rather, it seemed they had some reservations.

After all, his forging workshop was also in Donghai City, not far from Donghai Academy. "Thank you, teacher!"

Tang Wuling quickly took the letter and opened it. Inside were two cards and a letter.

"father!"

When Tang Wuling saw the familiar handwriting, her anxious heart instantly calmed down.

"Little Wuling, by the time you read this letter, your father and mother will have already gone to a very far away place (several hundred words omitted)... The two cards in the envelope, one is your ID card, and the other has one million in a bank card..."

"Dad and Mom love you, we'll always love you!"

As Tang Wuling read the words in the letter, the images of her parents appeared before her eyes, and she couldn't help but burst into tears.

My parents haven't forgotten me; they just have their own reasons.

"Teacher, do you know where my mom and dad went?"

Tang Wuling wiped away her tears and looked at Mangtian expectantly.

"..."

Mangtian remained silent.

He vaguely guessed that this matter was related to the Spirit Pagoda, but Tang Ziran and his wife seemed to have been semi-coerced.

Telling Tang Wuling now is not a good choice; for them, the Spirit Pagoda is undoubtedly a behemoth.

"Don't worry! Your father and the others are fine. Ziran is an excellent mecha designer. It's just that her work requires secrecy. When you become powerful enough, you will naturally be able to see them again."

"Or they'll come back once they've completed their mission."

Mang Tian spoke up, and at the same time, he set a future goal for Tang Wuling.

Although this disciple is a girl, she is the most talented blacksmith he has ever seen, and he does not want Tang Wuling to fall into despair because of her.

"Yes! Thank you, teacher, I definitely will!"

Tang Wuling took a deep breath, dispelling the sadness on her face, and her eyes blazed with fighting spirit.

She wasn't a stupid person; although Mang Tian didn't say it explicitly, she had guessed a little.

She didn't want to be a burden to her parents; one day, she would reunite with them on her own.

"Who is this?"

At this moment, Mang Tian noticed Jiang Yi standing to the side and asked a question.

"Teacher, this is my classmate Jiang Yi from Donghai Academy. Today..."

Tang Wuling explained and recounted the events of the day in detail.

"Dance Spirit is also thanks to you all, classmates!"

After listening, Mang Tian patted Jiang Yi on the shoulder and thanked him.

As the saying goes, "A teacher for a day is a father for life," and Tang Wuling is like his half-daughter.

"It should!"

Jiang Yi waved his hand. Tang Wuling was his half-sister, and getting along with her was also a way to gain Tang San's trust.

"Okay! Good boy! If you ever need any help in the future, you can come to me directly."

Mang Tian patted his chest and made a promise.

"Then thank you very much, Uncle Mang."

Jiang Yi smiled and nodded.

Mang Tian is a level six blacksmith, which is an unattainable figure for ordinary people.

After chatting with the two for a while, Mang Tian left.

He still has some things to take care of at the association.

……

As the sun set, its afterglow bathed the streets in a warm golden light. Tang Wuling and Jiang Yi walked side by side on their way back to school, their shadows stretching long behind them.

"Thank you so much for today."

Tang Wuling stopped and looked at Jiang Yi intently.

The afterglow of the setting sun flowed through the girl's golden hair, outlining a soft halo, revealing her stunning beauty.

"We're friends, aren't we?"

Jiang Yi shrugged and laughed in a relaxed tone.

"Ok!"

Tang Wuling nodded heavily. Unbeknownst to her, the other person had already occupied a significant place in her heart.

"Actually, you can treat me like an older brother..."

Jiang Yi casually put his hands behind his head and said half-jokingly.

"I've always wanted a cute little sister like you."

"elder brother?"

Tang Wuling repeated the sentence softly, as if testing the waters, or perhaps pondering the meaning behind the title.

"Of course, if you don't want to, then forget it."

Jiang Yi blinked and added with a smile.

"I am willing!"

Tang Wuling hurriedly replied, her eyebrows instantly curving into bright crescent moons.

"Then it's settled! From now on, you'll be my older brother!"

The girl tilted her head and smiled, then turned around happily and skipped ahead, her long golden hair casting a dazzling arc of light in the sunset.

With her hands behind her back, she took each step with a joyful gait, as if trying to shake off all the gloom of the day.

Jiang Yi followed behind at a leisurely pace, watching the girl's figure leaping in the afterglow of the setting sun, and the corners of his lips unconsciously turned up.

Little sister, grow up quickly!
When we merge the bloodlines of the Golden Dragon King, we can each call ourselves brothers. You can call me brother, and I'll call you mom!

This is a nurturing/raising type!

　The reviewer said there was a problem, so I revised the earlier chapters this afternoon, which is why the update is a bit late.

　　(To the reviewers, I'm writing about a proper brother-sister relationship, not a romantic one. My intentions are crystal clear!)
　　
　
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