Growing Stronger by the Day

That was right—Thousand Refinement was complete. Wu Yang Jin's Thousand Refinement had been completed just like that. Moreover, the Heavy Silver seemed to possess an added vitality, the aura of a living creature, an aura of...

Afterward, when Tang Wu Lin collapsed from exhaustion, Mang Tian personally took the two children home this time.

There was naturally no need to worry about Tang Wu Lin. Wu Yang Jin was carried into his own room, while Na'er was at Tang Wu Lin's home, learning a few things.

Mang Tian felt it would be inappropriate to stay long. After delivering them and seeing that Wu Yang Jin was settled, he left and returned to his own place, marveling at the arrival of the two children.

However, not long after Mang Tian left, Na'er returned home as well...

At Tang Wu Lin's home...

"Na'er, you do it like this," Lang Yue said.

"Mm, thank you!"

The two of them seemed to be fussing around in the kitchen. In truth, Na'er wanted Lang Yue to teach her how to cook. Though she could not reach many things, she still wanted to do whatever she could.

As a result, when Tang Wu Lin returned home, Lang Yue cried out and rushed over.

"Linlin! What happened to you? Did he bully you?"

"Mom... no... no, I finally completed Thousand Refinement."

"Thousand Refinement? Son, you're amazing! Come on, come on, come with Mom into the inner room."

Just then, Na'er heard this and ran out as well.

"Brother! Where's Brother?" Na'er cried anxiously.

"It's... Na'er, Yang Jin, Yang Jin..." Tang Wu Lin had fallen asleep.

But in Na'er's eyes, he had collapsed from exhaustion or some other reason. She immediately dashed out, ran home, and knocked on the door.

"Brother! Brother! Open the door for Na'er! Are you all right?" Na'er called out worriedly.

Awakened by the knocking and hearing Na'er crying, Wu Yang Jin was startled awake, thinking something had happened. He hurriedly dragged his exhausted body to open the door.

The moment he opened it, he saw Na'er wearing an apron, looking at him with grievance and worry. Trying to control her emotions, she walked into the room, took Wu Yang Jin's hand, and led him to the sofa.

"Na'er... are you all right?"

"Brother! Na'er was so worried about you!"

As she spoke, Na'er hugged Wu Yang Jin and began to cry. He looked exhausted himself, and Na'er did not know that this was only his first Thousand Refinement.

"All right, all right, Na'er. It's fine. Didn't your brother come home safe and sound?"

"But Brother got hurt and worked so hard. Na'er isn't happy!" Na'er said sulkily.

"But Na'er, everyone has to suffer sometimes. Besides, look at your brother—I'm a genius. Once I become famous, I can buy Na'er more things, and we can live better lives too."

"But... what if Brother keeps being like this?"

"Na'er, that's why it's fine. As long as I see Na'er, Brother is healed."

"Really?"

"Really. Brother won't lie to you."

As he spoke, he soothed Na'er's emotions. After all, this little sister of his truly could not bear to see him suffer too much, though he had managed to talk her out of it many times.

After that, although his arms still hurt, wasn't it nice to simply lie in bed with Na'er keeping him company?

Yet over these past few years on Douluo Continent, Wu Yang Jin had already experienced quite a lot and seen many things.

Just the few people in the Sea of Consciousness were enough to give anyone a headache. Moreover, his raw strength, Spiritual Power, and physical power had all undergone considerable changes.

Of course, he also understood that among the people around him, it would not be an exaggeration to say he was the strongest. But compared to those truly powerful people, he still needed training and tempering.

That way, perhaps one day in the future, he could become very powerful. Whether he would be invincible was another matter, but he would definitely be strong.

What was more, with his mysterious Sea of Consciousness, his identity, his Martial Soul, and the mysteries surrounding those around him—Tang Wu Lin and Na'er—the road ahead would surely be difficult or interesting.

After washing up and finishing dinner, Na'er seemed to remember something. She told Wu Yang Jin to wait, then went into the room and brought something out.

The item Na'er brought out had been kept very carefully. It was the Heavy Silver he had forged—the Thousand-Refined Heavy Silver forged today in the workshop with that blazing gaze, aura, blood drops, Soul Power, and more!

Compared to when he had first seen it, it had shrunk by a large amount. Its originally bright silver color had also turned into a dull matte gray, deep, restrained, and ancient. That was Wu Yang Jin's first impression.

On the dull gray metal surface, there were layers of dark crimson patterns resembling dragon patterns, as though they were drawing him in, searching for some sort of resonance.

Even stranger, when Wu Yang Jin saw it and then touched it, he felt as though it were connected to him by flesh and blood. It also seemed to be approaching him, probing its surroundings.

The feeling was especially wondrous. When Na'er saw it, she too seemed to feel something strange, as though it were drawing close to her and somehow knew who she was.

However, Na'er did not seem to like it very much. Perhaps that was partly why she herself did not like forging, but it had even more to do with this strange feeling.

Meanwhile, Tang Wu Lin had also received his Heavy Silver. The instant he touched it, he felt a similar resonance.

What was more, he seemed to sense another feeling—a familiar aura rather than resonance.

It did not seem to belong to him, nor did it intrude upon him, but he could sense the presence of something else, like two smaller clans within one great race.

"Oh, right, Brother. While you were resting, that uncle came by. He gave Na'er this and told Na'er to pass a few words on to Brother."

"Oh? What did he say?"

"He said he never expected your first attempt at Thousand Refinement to be so successful. Thousand Refinement creates spirit; Hundred Refinement purifies, removing impurities. It's as though, after forging, it later gained life."

Eh? So Master Mang Tian came by again. I didn't expect he brought these over for Wulin and me. That was quite a lot of trouble, and he even specifically came to say this.

"Oh, right, Brother. Uncle Mang Tian also asked Na'er to pass something else along."

"What?"

"He said that when every Forging Master creates their first Thousand-Refined item, they must perform a Blood Sacrifice on it, so that it will forever remain part of their collection."

Blood Sacrifice? Right, it had been mentioned before!

But this Blood Sacrifice could not go on forever, could it? Otherwise, wouldn't a person quickly be done for?

"Oh, right. That uncle also said he was afraid Na'er would worry. He said Brother's first Thousand-Refined work needs a Blood Sacrifice because it's the rule. Other than that, the Blood Sacrifice method is rarely used. Only works one is extremely satisfied with, and intends to use personally, will receive a Blood Sacrifice."

"Eh? Is that so? But Na'er, weren't you scared?"

"Eh?"

"I mean, weren't you scared of Master Mang Tian, Na'er?"

"Actually, Brother, Na'er was a little scared. That uncle was so tall, really huge, and he looked so fierce! But Na'er bravely stood in front of the door! Na'er had to protect Brother!"

Hearing that, Wu Yang Jin laughed inwardly. He knew Na'er was worried about him, but when he imagined the scene—Na'er's tiny body compared to Mang Tian's...

Still, he knew that Na'er was trying to protect him. She did not want him to work again today and had surely thought that man had come to make him practice again.

Of course, Mang Tian had also sensed Na'er's gaze and knew she would not let him enter today, at least. That was why he had asked her to pass along those words.

"Mm, Na'er is amazing. There will be times in the future when I'll need Na'er's help too."

"Mm! As long as Brother says so, Na'er will do her very best!"