Sudden Change

Chapter 36: Sudden Change

The figure of light did not say anything more. "I can only tell you the method. How you do it will depend on yourself."

Before Tang Wulin could ask another question, the scene around him began to distort.

After a bout of vertigo, he suddenly opened his eyes, drenched in cold sweat.

"Tang Wulin, what's wrong?" Although he had been deeply engrossed in conversation with Yun Xiao and Zhou Changxi, Xie Xie had kept an eye on Tang Wulin the entire time. No longer cold and aloof, he immediately noticed that Tang Wulin had withdrawn from meditation.

"Did we wake you up?"

Tang Wulin did not answer right away, instead recalling everything that had just happened.

Was it a dream? Yet everything that had just happened felt so real.

"No, I'm fine."

Tang Wulin shook his head, got up, and went to the washroom to rinse himself off, forcing himself to calm down.

When he returned to the room, he found that his roommates had stopped chatting, turned off the dorm lights, and quietly returned to their own beds.

It had to be said that Su Qiu had made an indelible contribution to this, especially where Zhou Changxi was concerned.

Under his deliberate guidance, everyone had gradually become very polite.

Did they think they had disturbed me just now? Tang Wulin felt warmth rise in his heart.

He then returned to his bed and began to think.

His top priority now was to find those three items.

Time quietly passed.

That evening, Su Qiu arrived at the Blacksmith Association to practice forging.

With Intuition allowing him to experience the forging of the next level in advance, Su Qiu's actual skill was now not far from Spirit Forging.

That was despite the fact that forging was not the focus of his cultivation.

Mu Chen often sighed over this. If Su Qiu devoted himself entirely to forging, who knew how far he would have progressed by now?

Even though Su Qiu had already continued breaking records as the youngest person to advance through forging ranks.

Still, Mu Chen merely sighed over it and did not demand that Su Qiu place greater importance on forging.

After all, Su Qiu's talent as a Soul Master was clearly even stronger, and the growth in his strength was visible to the naked eye.

It could be said that he improved steadily every day, as if he had no bottlenecks at all.

If his cultivation were forcibly shifted toward forging, it would only be putting the cart before the horse.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Inside a Forge Room, the thunderous strikes of a Forging Hammer against metal carried a peculiar rhythm.

Mu Chen entered the room. He seemed to be in a particularly good mood today.

"Whew." Su Qiu finished forging and let out a long breath.

This time, he had forcibly suppressed that vague sixth sense of his. As a result, the Spirit Forging had failed.

However, he could feel that barrier. Breaking through to Spirit Forging might happen within the next few days.

"Teacher, what happened today? You seem so happy." Seeing the obvious delight on Mu Chen's face, Su Qiu could not help asking.

"Haha, you saw through me." Mu Chen immediately burst into laughter. "A genius came to the Blacksmith Association today."

"A nine-year-old Level 3 Blacksmith!"

"Nine years old?" Su Qiu was surprised at first, then quickly realized. "Was it Tang Wulin?"

"Huh?" Now it was Mu Chen's turn to be surprised. "Xiao Qiu, you know him?"

"Yes, he's my classmate."

"There's such a coincidence? That really is something." Mu Chen stroked his chin.

Under Mu Chen's twitching gaze, Su Qiu naturally tucked the metal he had just forged into his arms.

Then he casually took out another piece of precious Rare Metal from the Forge Room and continued practicing.

This brat.

Su Qiu never used suitable metals for practice, always choosing the expensive ones. After forging them, he would stuff them all into his own pockets.

Mu Chen helplessly shook his head and could not be bothered to say anything more. He was his student, after all. If he wanted to take them, then let him.

Bang! Bang!

The metal rang out once more.

But halfway through forging, Su Qiu suddenly stopped. The tuft of hair on top of his head stood straight up.

He abruptly looked toward a certain direction outside the window.

His senses were screaming at him to stay away from that place!

No, to stay away from this entire city!

Something terrifying had descended!

A typhoon made landfall in Eastsea City that day.

Howling winds swept in with torrential rain.

By the time Tang Wulin entered the forging workshop, the world outside had already gone dark.

He tightly shut the doors and windows and let out a long breath.

He took out three items from his Storage Soul Tool, and at the same time, his heartbeat suddenly quickened.

Were that mysterious figure of light and the Golden Dragon King's memories real after all?

Now, the Hundred Year Red Flame Fruit, Hundred Year Ice Crystal Fruit, and the blood of a dragon-type Soul Beast had all been gathered.

He opened the first box. A scorching aura rushed toward him, and he could clearly feel the room's temperature rise sharply.

The Hundred Year Red Flame Fruit inside the box was larger than the picture in the book. Just looking directly at it made his eyes feel hot.

He then opened the second box, and a cool aura surged forth, seeming to counteract the heat.

The thumb-sized Hundred Year Ice Crystal Fruit glowed blue, faintly confronting the Red Flame Fruit. However, the latter's light seemed a little stronger.

Tang Wulin was at a loss. He did not know how to use them.

He closed his eyes and called out to that figure of light in his mind, but received no response for a long time. Just as he dazedly began to think it had all been a dream—

"Have you gathered them?" A voice suddenly sounded.

His consciousness entered the dark space.

"Old Tang?" Tang Wulin asked nervously.

"It's me," the figure of light replied.

"Since you have gathered everything, let's begin."

"Breaking the seal will require you to endure immense pain. One misstep, and you may fall into ruin," Old Tang said solemnly.

"There is no such thing as gaining something for nothing. If you want to fuse with the Golden Dragon King Essence and become stronger, you must endure this suffering."

No, I don't.

Tang Wulin remembered the figure of light's earlier warning about his body exploding and dying.

If I die, what will happen to Dad and Mom?

His gaze instantly became firm. "What do I need to do?"

"First, find a place where you will not be disturbed for several days."

Old Tang suddenly paused halfway through speaking, then changed his tone. "No, that won't be necessary. You can begin now."

"Place the spirit fruits in a sealed container, pour in the dragon blood, and seal it. Once it settles, drink it. Before taking the medicine, keep your mind calm and steady."

After Old Tang finished his instructions, Tang Wulin's consciousness returned to the workshop.

He called Xie Xie to let him know he was safe. "I'm hiding from the typhoon in the workshop. I won't be going back for now."

"That's good. I'm also going into seclusion to break through to Two-Ring. When the time comes, I'll definitely crush Class One!" Xie Xie's voice came through faintly. Tang Wulin chatted with him for a few more words before ending the call.

He prepared everything.

In the cup, the dark purple liquid bubbled, murky like swamp sludge.

Tang Wulin gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, raised the cup, and drained the liquid in one gulp.

Unexpectedly, it did not taste bad. Warmth instantly spread throughout his body.

Focusing his mind, Tang Wulin stepped back and sat cross-legged on the floor. He circulated his Soul Power to catalyze the medicine's effects. Just as he wondered how Old Tang would help him, intense pain suddenly struck.

His blood seemed to boil, heat burst from his pores, and the searing sensation made him groan in agony as his body shook violently.

Starting from his forehead, faint golden web-like patterns appeared and spread throughout his body, gradually becoming clearer from their originally illusory state.

Roar!

In an instant, a sudden change occurred!

Accompanied by a dragon roar, the space around the room was torn apart.

A Dragon Claw struck directly at Tang Wulin, who was wholly focused on breaking the seal.

"I've been waiting for you!"

Tang San's Divine Sense condensed.

As a God King, his Divine Sense had long discovered Di Tian lurking in the shadows.

He had prepared in advance to prevent Di Tian's sneak attack.

Unfortunately.

He had been too confident. After sensing Di Tian, he believed everything was under his control.

He had failed to notice the Silver Dragon King.