Temporary Secluded Cultivation

Rather than lingering idly in the corridor, they were soon ushered into a room.

"An Eighth-Level Saint Forger? A Seventh-Level Saint Forger?" Zhen Hua said.

"Yes, Teacher. And Yang Jin has already become a Titled Douluo," Tang Wu Lin said.

"Pfft—!" Zhen Hua was stunned.

"Hahahaha! Good, good!" Mu Chen, however, was delighted.

"No, aren't you surprised?" Zhen Hua asked.

"Surprised? Of course I am, but isn't this a good thing? You could see Yang Jin's talent long ago, couldn't you? Still, now even I can no longer match your strength, Yang Jin. There isn't much left for me to teach you about forging," Mu Chen said with some distress.

"Teacher, you mustn't say that. I told you before: since you are my teacher, you will be my teacher for life. There is still much you can teach me, and what you have already taught me helped make me who I am today."

"Ah, hearing you say that is enough to comfort me," Mu Chen said.

"Dad, shouldn't you be paying attention to something else?" Mu Xi said.

"Hmm? Something else? Ah... right! That means Yang Jin, you will soon become the youngest Ninth-Level God Forger in history," Mu Chen said excitedly.

God Forger—a Ninth-Level God Forger. Everyone present could not help but feel reverence for that title. Across this entire continent, and even the other continents, such beings were utterly unparalleled.

And he would be such a young God Forger at that. Tang Wu Lin had already reached the late stage of Seventh-Level Saint Forger, so although he could not become the youngest, he still had a chance to become the second-youngest God Forger.

"Hahaha! Wonderful! Though I'd be a little troubled if you brat surpassed me so soon, like Mu Chen said, it would truly be a good