Sub-profession? Of Course I Choose Forging!

"My name is Tang Luochuan."

"From now on."

"I'm your family."

Tang Luochuan tightened his grip on Na'er's hand and spoke gently.

The tragedy of ten thousand years of ice was the last thing he wanted to see. That was true for both his younger brother Wulin and her.

Of course he would protect his younger brother. Likewise, the Silver Dragon King's fate would be decided by him!

"I..."

"I understand, Brother Luochuan."

Na'er seemed moved by his resolute gaze. A sweet smile appeared on her face as she nodded.

"Brother..."

"What is this?"

Tang Wulin, who had arrived late, looked at the scene before him with a bewildered expression and could not help asking.

"This is Na'er."

"From now on, she's our family."

Holding Na'er's hand, Tang Luochuan looked toward Tang Wulin and introduced her.

"Family..."

Tang Wulin blinked, seeming deep in thought.

He did not quite understand what family meant, but after being apart for only a short while, his brother had somehow gone out and found a girl?

"Mm..."

"Let's go home first."

Tang Luochuan smiled faintly and spoke calmly as he looked at the confused Tang Wulin.

"Okay."

"..."

After returning home, Tang Luochuan sat in the living room. Na'er sat beside him shyly, while Tang Ziran and Lang Yue sat before them in silence.

"Luochuan, you..."

"You just brought her home like that?"

After a moment, Tang Ziran was the first to break the silence. He could not help speaking, his face caught somewhere between laughter and tears.

His son was only six years old!

He had only just awakened his Martial Soul, yet he had already brought a little girl home?

Was this... bringing home a Child Bride?

"Na'er said she doesn't have any family."

"So I brought her back."

Tang Luochuan replied calmly.

As he spoke, he recounted what had happened earlier, including how he had frightened off the thugs...

"..."

"If you encounter something like that again, make sure you are not putting yourself in danger before helping others."

Listening to him, the smile on Father Tang's face faded. He gently patted the boy's small shoulder and spoke seriously.

This was Tang Ziran's son.

Luochuan had only just become a Soul Master, yet he already knew to protect the weak and save a little girl bullied by thugs. Setting aside his talent, that character alone meant he was destined for a promising future.

Though it did feel a little like he had brought home a Child Bride, there was nothing wrong with what he had done.

"This goes not only for your brother. Wulin, you need to remember it too, understand?"

He rubbed Tang Wulin's head and added.

"I understand, Dad."

Tang Wulin answered obediently.

"Little one, your name is Na'er, right? Do you know where your home is?"

Only then did Tang Ziran turn his attention to Na'er. After studying her for a moment, he asked softly.

"Home..."

"I don't know."

Hearing that, Na'er's adorable little face filled with confusion before she shook her head somewhat dejectedly.

"She only knows her own name..."

Lang Yue looked thoughtful. Only knowing her name really made things difficult. Even if they went to the Federal Government, they likely would not be able to find her family.

"Then until you remember any clues about your family, you can stay with us. Come on, Auntie will give you a bath."

She gently stroked Na'er's head. Looking at her dirty little face, her eyes were full of pity as she spoke.

The host has rescued the amnesiac Na'er and brought her home, undoubtedly increasing the family's burden and triggering the Competitive System.

How can the host be troubled by money?

A savings card containing ten million Federal Coins has been issued to assist with daily expenses. It has been placed in the System Space.

"Ten million Federal Coins..."

Hearing the voice in his mind, Tang Luochuan was immediately stunned.

That was no small sum. His parents' combined monthly wages were only around ten thousand, yet this was ten million Federal Coins...

When his parents left Wulin in the Original Work, they had only hurriedly left behind barely one million Federal Coins. Ten million—even with his parents' actual abilities, who knew how long it would take them to earn that much?

He just did not know when he would be able to use this money openly. Taking out such a huge sum would definitely cause major problems...

"And before that..."

"I should also pay attention to a sub-profession."

Tang Luochuan instinctively thought of this. Developing a Second Profession was also a mark of genius in this era, and the one he favored most was forging, perhaps the most difficult of all sub-professions.

Not far from their home was Mang Tian Studio. Its owner was his younger brother's first forging teacher in the Original Work and had a close relationship with his parents—a six-level Forging Grandmaster.

As far as he knew, his father Tang Ziran was also a Blacksmith. He simply had not devoted much time to it, which was why he had only reached Level 5.

His younger brother Wulin would become the strongest Divine Craftsman in the future, largely because of the Golden Dragon King Bloodline in his body. With the innate strength granted by his own Golden Dragon King Martial Soul, it would truly be letting the system down if he did not choose forging...

"Luochuan, is there something else you want to say?"

Noticing Tang Luochuan's expression, Tang Ziran could tell that something else was on his mind and asked kindly.

"Dad, now that I've awakened my Martial Soul, can I do what we talked about before and become a..."

"Blacksmith?"

Tang Luochuan said with a smile.

"Yeah!"

At the side, Tang Wulin's eyes lit up as well. He seemed to have thought of something, and his little head nodded frantically as he spoke with equal seriousness.

For a moment, the image of himself tightly gripping a Forging Hammer surfaced in his mind again. A wonderful feeling rose in his heart, and he had a premonition that it would become the profession to accompany him for life.

"Hm?"

Hearing this, Father Tang paused. He then remembered the expectations his two sons had shown toward Forging Hammers when he had once shared a meal with his friend Mang Tian.

Back then, he had thought that perhaps his two sons would be connected to forging in the future. He had not expected Luochuan to have such thoughts the moment he became a Soul Master.

"But should I really let them take this path?"

He could not help wondering.

Becoming a Blacksmith was no easy matter. It required more time and effort than any other sub-profession. Even he himself had only dabbled in it.

Yet when his gaze fell on Tang Wulin, he paused, as though he had made some sort of decision.

"Let's go. I'll take you to see Uncle Mang Tian. Whether you have the potential to become Blacksmiths will depend on his assessment, not on me, an outsider."

Tang Ziran came back to himself and said with a smile. He had clearly made up his mind. Luochuan was extremely talented.

Whether he became a Blacksmith or not would not affect his potential. Besides, it was a profession he had liked since childhood. Perhaps he might even reach the very top.

But Wulin was different...

His potential was limited. If he truly had talent in this area, it could serve as a way forward for him in the future.

Even mid-level Blacksmiths were highly sought after. Even if Wulin's cultivation stopped at Soul Elder in the future, as long as he became a Level 5 Blacksmith, he could still live a happy life.

"Dad, you're the best!"

Hearing his father's words, Tang Wulin immediately cheered. Tang Luochuan beside him also smiled. He had noticed the obvious pause in his father's gaze when looking at Wulin earlier—his father had been considering Wulin's future.

"As expected."

"No matter how much potential I have, it will never affect how much Father and Mother love Wulin. Even without blood ties..."

"We will still be the best brothers."

His eyes held a smile as he thought this.

"..."

Forging studio.

But upon arriving—

"Brother Mang Tian, are you busy?"

Guessing that Mang Tian was working on a forging assignment, Tang Ziran led the two brothers into the studio and called out.

"Not too bad..."

"Brother Tang, wait a moment. This piece of metal will be finished soon."

"Go ahead and tell me what you need."

Mang Tian seemed busy. He raised his head briefly before lowering it again, the two Forging Hammers in his hands never stopping.

A rhythmic clanging rang out, crisp and loud, carrying a simple yet powerful force.

"It's nothing urgent. You keep working."

"Luochuan and Wulin both want to become Blacksmiths. Take a look and see whether they have the potential."

Tang Ziran said softly with a faint smile.

"Nothing urgent? That's good..."

Mang Tian nodded subconsciously, but in the next instant, after fully registering Tang Ziran's words, his eyes widened as though he had heard something unbelievable.

"Luochuan, with Innate Full Soul Power..."

"You want him to become a Blacksmith?"

The speed of his hands involuntarily increased, and his formerly steady rhythm instantly fell apart. He hurriedly stopped and could not help asking.