Six Years Later, Inner Court Twin Stars

Forging Masters were undoubtedly the most time-consuming of all the Second Professions.

Therefore, Ling Luo did not consider it.

He was more inclined to cultivate a Divine Craftsman—or perhaps start with Zhen Hua, the Divine Craftsman of the present age.

Mecha Design better suited Ling Luo's requirements.

It did not require the same expenditure of effort as Forging, and it also allowed him to design the Battle Armor best suited to his own circumstances.

Hearing Ling Luo's choice, Yun Ming nodded slightly.

He also believed that this was indeed a good decision.

After all, although Forging Masters were the most sought-after among the major Second Professions, it was also the most time-consuming and talent-dependent.

Ling Luo's talent for cultivation was beyond doubt, but his talent for forging was not necessarily so.

And given Ling Luo's cultivation talent, if he could not reach the Divine Craftsman level, then all the time he spent on forging would be wasted.

By comparison, Yun Ming also believed that Ling Luo's best choice was to focus on cultivation and become the sole god of the present age through the two Seeds of the God King.

The only one who found it regrettable was Feng Wu Yu.

After all, if Ling Luo had chosen forging, then Shrek's number one Forging Master would undoubtedly have been his first choice of master.

Leaving aside Ling Luo's talent in forging.

It was already set in stone that he would become one of the continent's peak powerhouses in the future.

If Feng Wu Yu could take him as a disciple, it would bring him prestige as well!

Even if he would not be Ling Luo's teacher in cultivation, a forging teacher was still a teacher!

Unfortunately, Ling Luo had no intention of becoming a Forging Master.

"Na'er, what about you?"

Yun Ming turned his gaze toward Na'er.

Na'er froze.

Having slept through the entire lesson, she had no idea what these Second Professions even were.

She only remembered the few professions Chu Ning had mentioned at the beginning.

"Mecha Manufacturing."

Na'er answered.

She had not thought too much about it. She simply felt that it seemed fine.

Ling Luo would design them, and she would build them. Perfect!

Seeing that both of them had made their choices, Yun Ming nodded slightly.

"Since that's the case, I'll specially arrange teachers to instruct you in the relevant subjects afterward."

Because they had made different choices, it was clearly impossible for one class to receive unified instruction.

Thus, study of a Second Profession usually meant finding one's own teacher and studying independently.

However, given Ling Luo and Na'er's statuses, Yun Ming could naturally make all the arrangements for them.

Under Yun Ming's arrangements, Ling Luo and Na'er began their busy cultivation and studies.

Ling Luo primarily cultivated the Life Angel, so he spent most of his time training with Ya Li in matters related to the domain of life.

Na'er, meanwhile, studied spear techniques with Yun Ming.

The two of them also attended to their Second Professions in their spare time and did not slack off.

Time flew by.

In just six short years, the two rose swiftly with unstoppable momentum.

Beginning with their dominance of the Youth Genius Class, they became the famed Twin Stars of the Inner Court.

Inner Court

Soul Combat Arena

A lustrous green radiance suddenly erupted, and a graceful figure wielding a longsword was instantly blasted backward.

She staggered as she landed, stumbling back several steps before barely managing to steady herself with the help of the longsword in her hand.

Ye Xinglan's lovely face was pale. She raised her eyes slightly to look at the Slender Figure ahead, who had folded his wings and landed smoothly. A trace of admiration flashed through her beautiful eyes.

"Not bad. You must have remembered what I said that day. You've improved considerably compared to three months ago."

Ling Luo stood with his hands behind his back. Ripples of jade-green light spread through the air at the tips of his feet.

The six terrifying soul rings around him—black, black, black, black, red, red—gradually faded away.

His gentle voice sounded beside Ye Xinglan's ear.

Though they were about the same age, he guided Ye Xinglan ahead of him with the gratified words of an elder, creating a rather strange impression.

Yet Ye Xinglan herself felt nothing inappropriate about it.

That was because she knew very well that although the boy before her was young, he absolutely possessed the strength and qualifications to guide her.

Moreover, she had been the one to ask Ling Luo to guide her in the first place.

Ye Xinglan and Ling Luo's connection could be traced back to the Youth Genius Class's first final examination.

During that examination, Ye Xinglan had faced Ling Luo as one of his opponents, and they had clashed for the first time.

The result was obvious.

Ye Xinglan had suffered a crushing defeat.

Although Ling Luo cultivated the Life Angel rather than the Destruction Angel, which placed greater emphasis on direct offense, the Life Angel had never been a purely supportive martial soul.

It simply did not possess the Destruction Angel's extreme power.

Even so, among a host of offensive martial souls, the Life Angel could still unquestionably be called a God-Tier Martial Soul.

Under such circumstances, Ye Xinglan's crushing defeat was naturally nothing surprising.

However, unlike the other students defeated by Ling Luo, Ye Xinglan had become thoroughly fixated on him because of that loss.

She regarded this boy, who had crushed her despite being roughly her age, as the goal she needed to surpass.

Whenever she made major progress in her cultivation, she would challenge Ling Luo.

The results were easy to imagine.

Not only had Ye Xinglan failed to close the gap between their strengths, but that gap had instead grown wider with time.

Yet Ye Xinglan was also someone with an exceptionally steadfast temperament.

She did not feel discouraged by it in the slightest.

Defeated time and again, yet fighting again after every defeat.

Although she had never defeated Ling Luo, her strength had improved tremendously throughout the process.

That was because Ling Luo would point out her mistakes in every spar.

And Ye Xinglan would silently remember every word, correcting them one by one.

She could no longer remember how many times she had suffered a crushing defeat at Ling Luo's hands.

Hearing Ling Luo acknowledge her, the corners of Ye Xinglan's red lips rose slightly on her usually cold and unsmiling face.

"Thank you."

She thanked him softly, grateful that he agreed to every one of her challenges.

After all, even someone as emotionally obtuse as Ye Xinglan knew that such repeated challenges could easily become annoying.

Ling Luo waved his hand dismissively.

He took a handkerchief from his storage Soul Tool and handed it to Ye Xinglan.

"Wipe yourself off."

Ling Luo was not annoyed by Ye Xinglan's challenges.

Ye Xinglan had more or less been brought over to his side already, and she would be part of his inner circle in the future.

Ling Luo had always been sufficiently patient with his own people.

"Thank you." Ye Xinglan pressed her red lips together as she accepted the handkerchief, gently wiping the glistening beads of sweat from her fair forehead.

When she raised her little face and looked at that flawless, handsome visage and those eyes that seemed to contain all things, even a girl with Ye Xinglan's temperament could not help becoming momentarily entranced.

However, a voice as clear as silver bells broke her train of thought.

"Ling Luo!"

The silver-haired girl came in from outside.

Her violet eyes discreetly cast a wary glance at Ye Xinglan. Na'er walked to Ling Luo's side and, with practiced ease, hooked her arm around his.

Her delicate, softly curving body pressed against Ling Luo's arm without the slightest reservation.

"Is Sister Xing Lan challenging Ling Luo to a spar again?"