Soul Land V: Rebirth of Tang San

Her gaze upon Tang San was complex. This child, his talent far surpassed that of the ordinary vassals. But was this truly a good thing for Wang Yanfeng? Or rather, was it a good thing for all the vassals like them?

"Tang San," Guigui called out to him.

"Aunt Gui."

Guigui sighed softly and said, "You are the most potential and outstanding one among all the human vassals I\'ve ever seen. However, you must understand that in this world, the Monster Clan and Spirit Clan are the dominant forces. Their power is so immense that it is beyond our capacity to contend with. And those humans who have managed to survive as vassals have been through countless hardships. It\'s only by surviving that there\'s a chance. Even though we can\'t yet see into the future, if you want to do something for humanity in the future, then you must keep yourself alive. Do you understand?"

"Yes, I understand," Tang San nodded.

Guigui gazed deeply at him and said, "I hope you truly do understand. Brother, this goes for you too. You must protect him and keep a close watch on him. An incident like yesterday must never happen again. We won\'t always be this lucky."

Wang Yanfeng nodded silently but did not say anything.

"Don\'t come back to Jiali City for a while. Wait until you\'ve grown a bit, at least taller, before you return," Guigui advised Tang San.

Tang San looked in the direction of Jiali City. Could he really stay away? There, ties too important, vitally important, bound him.

After bidding farewell to Guigui, Wang Yanfeng and Tang San hit the road.

On the way, Wang Yanfeng didn\'t say much, nor did he offer Tang San the earnest guidance he had before, like Guigui had.

It wasn\'t until they turned off the main road onto the smaller path leading back to Wind Wolf Town.

"Tang San."

"Teacher," Tang San turned his head towards Wang Yanfeng who had suddenly spoken.

Wang Yanfeng said, "I always felt you were still young, that you needed time to grow and perfect your will. But this time, I\'ve realized you\'re not that young anymore. You\'re more composed than I\'d imagined. And yet, why did you become impulsive in your composure? That sudden impulse."

Tang San said, "Teacher, I want to grow faster. To become stronger. I hope there could be fewer tragedies befalling our human race."

Wang Yanfeng nodded and said, "That is something many intelligent humans want to do. But what Guigui said is right, we are still too weak in this world. The strength of the Monster Clan and Spirit Clan is beyond what you can currently imagine."

However, Tang San shook his head, "No, you\'re wrong. I can imagine their strength. But just because the opponent is strong, does that mean we should do nothing? If we do nothing, then humans will always remain slaves. When it comes to intelligence, we even surpass the Monster Clan and Spirit Clan. So why should our clansmen be enslaved by them, even becoming their food?"

Wang Yanfeng said, "Because the heavens do not favor us. We have intelligence but lack innate gifts."

Tang San said, "No, it\'s not that we lack innate gifts, but that we haven\'t found the way to fit in with this world."

Wang Yanfeng was taken aback. He hadn\'t expected Tang San to say such a thing. He had heard similar words once before.

"Tang San, you..."

Tang San earnestly said, "Teacher, I never thought that by my own power alone I could change all of humanity. To truly change our entire race, we need to find that method that allows us to fit in with this world, making us gradually stronger. This might not be achievable in one generation, but as long as we strive for it, there will definitely be a way."

When he first arrived in this world, even as a former Godking, he felt fear and helplessness. But as he grew to understand this world more and more, he began to feel the differences in this world. Just as he had said, the humans of this world haven\'t yet found the way to mesh with this world.

Just like the Soul Land he belonged to in his previous life. When he was born, the soul beasts of that world were still incredibly powerful, and humans had trouble contending with the mighty soul beasts. But then, humans found a way to awaken their own Martial Souls, becoming Soul Masters and gradually developing themselves. Eventually, they started to encroach on the living space of the soul beasts, becoming the masters of Soul Land.

So, how is this Demon Monster Land in front of my eyes not an early version of Soul Land? Perhaps in a thousand, ten thousand years, humans will also have found a way to make themselves powerful, overcoming the Monster Clan and Spirit Clan.

Although in this Falan World, on this Demon Monster Land, all of this seems a bit arduous because the hierarchy of the Monster Clan and Spirit Clan is much higher than the soul beasts of the Soul Land. But that doesn\'t mean there is no hope.

Maybe, by some twist of fate, my reincarnation into this world was to bring hope to the humans of this world.

Wang Yanfeng suddenly laughed, "I intended to persuade you, but why do I feel like it\'s me who\'s being convinced by you? The teacher also looks forward to seeing you find a way that fits better with this world. However, until then, you must keep a low profile as much as possible. Don\'t bring up today\'s conversation with anyone else."

"Mhm." Tang San nodded.

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

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Tang San heard the howling wind. Looking closely, he saw Wang\'s Three Brothers sparring.

The three seemed to be in a free-for-all, not using wind blades but relying on the strength they gained from Wind Wolf Transformation. They were continuously looking for opportunities, pouncing and wrestling with each other.

Ling Muxue stood at the side, watching with keen interest, her hands flickering with cyan light, as she practiced Wind element control.

Seeing Tang San come in, her eyes lit up, and she hurried over, saying, "Tang San, you\'re back."

Tang San smiled and nodded at her, "They\'re very enthusiastic about their training!"

"Yeah. With you and the teacher away, the teacher instructed us before he left to engage more in sparring to better stimulate and integrate the abilities of Wind Wolf Transformation," said Ling Muxue with a smile.

"Mhm." Tang San nodded again.

Then he suddenly clapped his hands, drawing the attention of Wang\'s Three Brothers, and their movements immediately ceased as they looked towards him.

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

At this remark, whether it was Wang Chao, Wang Zhong, or Wang Xiaolei, they all couldn\'t help but be taken aback.

Tang San was the youngest among the five of them; on normal days, Wang Yanfeng always said he was young and didn\'t involve him in combat drills. Tang San was also reserved and talked little, simply cultivating in silence every day. They had only seen Tang San use the wind blade during their first combat drill.

At that time, Wang\'s Three Brothers had not fully awakened their intelligence and were quite oblivious to everything.

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

Wang Xiaolei scoffed, "How are we slow in progress? Look at my agile figure," saying so, he who had not yet canceled his Wind Wolf Transformation, suddenly pounced towards Tang San with his right paw swiftly reaching out.

Ling Muxue beside Tang San got startled and raised her hand to throw a wind blade but was stopped by Tang San\'s extended hand.

The next instant, he sprang forward off the tips of his toes.

This surprised Wang Xiaolei, who had only intended to scare Tang San a bit and didn\'t really mean to attack him. Seeing him charge toward his own striking claw, he hurriedly tried to pull back.

Then he felt a blur before his eyes, and Tang San had already avoided his wolf claw and closed in on him.

Wang Xiaolei, tall and thin for his age, almost as tall as Wang Chao, felt Tang San\'s right hand hook around his neck as he spun his body. Wang Xiaolei suddenly felt the force of his forward lunge changing direction, and he was flung sideways.

With a "thud," he landed on the ground.