Douluo Continent: My name is Lu Mingfei, and my martial soul is Lu Mingze.

As expected, Huo Yuhao's team won the final championship of the freshman assessment.

Qian Duoduo burst into laughter on the spot, laughing like a 500-pound child, slapping his thigh, tears almost streaming down his face.

"Excellent! Huo Yuhao certainly didn't disappoint me!"

Lu Mingfei laughed along with him, laughing very happily.

Although this victory had nothing to do with him, he was happy to see his friend win the championship.

Yan Shaozhe's expression was somewhat unpleasant, but in front of so many people, he couldn't say anything. He simply said, "The bet will be sent to the Soul Guidance Department later."

Qian Duoduo smiled and cupped her hands in greeting: "Dean Yan is very generous, then I won't stand on ceremony."

Then he pulled Lu Mingfei along, laughing as they walked.

"Xiao Lu, you've really done Uncle Qian a great favor today! If you hadn't provoked Yan Shaozhe with your words just now, he might not have been able to add the soul bone. Come on, come on, I'll treat you to dinner tonight!"

Lu Mingfei quickly waved his hand: "Uncle Qian, this is what I should do, and it really has nothing to do with me."

Don't try to shift the blame onto me, Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be remembered by him.

"Haha, you're actually being modest now."

The two of them left happily.

That evening, Lu Mingfei was about to go back to his dormitory to sleep when Huo Yuhao stopped him.

"Senior! Let's go celebrate!"

Before Lu Mingfei could refuse, Huo Yuhao dragged him away.

Beibei was talking to Wang Dong when she saw Lu Mingfei come in. Beibei smiled and nodded.

Lu Mingfei thought to himself, "I just saw this person at the Sea God Pavilion a few days ago, so it's not like we've been apart for a long time."

But the person next to him reacted differently.

Tang Ya jumped up and pointed at Lu Mingfei's nose: "Lu Mingfei!"

Lu Mingfei shrank back: "Sister Xiaoya, don't get excited, don't get excited."

"You still know how to call me 'sister'?" Tang Ya put her hands on her hips.

"How many times have you seen me, the sect leader, since you joined the Tang Sect? Huh? Count for yourself! I saw you once the day you joined, and you've never come looking for me since! What do you take the Tang Sect for? An inn?"

Lu Mingfei looked embarrassed and scratched the back of his head.

He had truly forgotten about it.

When they first met Huo Yuhao, Bei Bei and Tang Ya did indeed get him to join the Tang Sect and gave him a Tang Sect token.

But after that, he was busy with assessments, becoming an apprentice, training his body, and learning about soul-guided tools. He had long forgotten about the Tang Sect.

"Um, Sister Tang Ya, I have been quite busy lately."

"Busy with what? Busy sleeping?" Tang Ya looked incredulous.

"I'm busy cultivating," Lu Mingfei said matter-of-factly.

"I'm an inner court disciple now. I have to get up before dawn every day to practice my body, and in the afternoon I have to go to the Soul Guidance Department to learn about soul tools. I'm exhausted like a dog. You can ask Brother Bei Bei if you don't believe me."

Beibei nodded beside him: "He did indeed enter the inner courtyard and became Master Song's disciple."

Tang Ya was stunned for a moment, then looked Lu Mingfei up and down a few times.

"Well done, Lu Mingfei. You've changed so much in just a few days. I thought you'd be stuck like that for the rest of your life, but I never expected you to make it into the inner courtyard."

Lu Mingfei chuckled: "That's right, gold always shines."

Tang Ya rolled her eyes: "You think you're gold? You're more like copper plated with gold dust."

"Sister Tang Ya, you have such a sharp tongue."

"For someone like you, you have to be ruthless."

Hearing this, Xiao Xiao, who was standing next to her, couldn't help but laugh.

Lu Mingfei turned to look at her: "What are you laughing at? You've been tricked into joining the Tang Clan, haven't you?"

Xiao Xiao snorted: "What do you mean by 'fooling'? I joined voluntarily. The Tang Clan has a long history and profound heritage; it's an honor for me to join."

"Yes, yes, it's an honor." Lu Mingfei nodded. "Anyway, you were also influenced by Tang Ya's words, so let's not talk about the second brother."

Tang Ya glared at him: "What do you mean by 'being implicated by my words'? I'm telling the truth! The Tang Clan does indeed have a long history and profound heritage, it's just that it's temporarily in decline."

"Temporarily?" Lu Mingfei blinked.

"For now!" Tang Ya said decisively.

Beibei, standing nearby, chuckled and tried to smooth things over: "Alright, alright, today is a celebration for Yuhao and his team, stop bickering."

Wang Dong chimed in, "Exactly, you can argue about your internal Tang Clan matters when you get back."

Everyone then sat down.

Tang Ya cleared her throat and announced with a serious expression, "Huo Yuhao, your team won the freshman assessment championship. The reward, as usual, is to become a core disciple."

There was a moment of silence in the private room after these words were spoken.

Huo Yuhao was somewhat taken aback: "Core disciple?"

Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao exchanged a glance, their faces beaming with barely suppressed joy.

"Yes, they are core disciples..."

Lu Mingfei silently took a sip of water beside him.

He was also happy for Huo Yuhao and the others.

After explaining to Huo Yuhao and the others, Tang Ya then envisioned the future development of the Tang Clan, saying that they would recruit many disciples, revive the glory of the Tang Clan, and make Tang Clan's hidden weapons famous throughout the continent once again.

She spoke with great passion, her eyes shining brightly.

Beibei watched her from the side, her eyes filled with tenderness.

Looking at this scene, Lu Mingfei suddenly felt a little envious.

It's good to have a goal.

Tang Ya dreams of reviving the Tang Clan, Huo Yuhao yearns to become stronger, and Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao each have their own paths to follow.

What about him?

What does Lu Mingfei have?

It doesn't seem like anything special.

Every day it's just physical training, learning about soul guides, and going back to the dormitory to sleep, a three-point triangle, life goes on like an assembly line.

But strangely enough, he felt this was pretty good. It was much better than when he was just wasting his time in the foreign language department.

As the celebration ended, Tang Ya grabbed him again: "Lu Mingfei, I'm warning you, from now on you must report to the Tang Clan at least once a month. If you dare to disappear again, I'll take back your token."

"Yes, Master."

Tang Ya was amused by his behavior and waved him away.

It was already late at night when Lu Mingfei returned to his dormitory.

He pushed open the door, took off his coat, and was about to lie down on the bed when he suddenly froze.

There are people in the room.

To be precise, there is a child.

The child sat on his bed, dressed in a neat little suit, with a fine bow tie at the collar of his white shirt, and a pair of shiny little leather shoes.

He sat with his legs crossed, holding a glass of red wine that appeared out of nowhere, and was smiling at Lu Mingfei.

"Brother, it's been a long time."

Lu Mingfei stood there, stunned for a full three seconds.

Then he rubbed his eyes, and then rubbed his eyes again.

The child is still there.

"Lu Mingze?"

"Otherwise what?" Lu Mingze swirled the wine in his glass. "Who do you think I am? Some fairy godmother?"

Lu Mingfei opened his mouth, but his mind went completely blank.

He had imagined many times how Lu Mingze would come back, but he never expected it to be like this—sitting on his bed, wearing a suit, drinking red wine, like a leader who came to inspect the work.

"You...you're back?"

"You're not dead?"

"And how come you have a physical form now?"