The First Sword Soul of the Myriad Swords Diagram

Chen Ye asked very directly, but no matter how he imagined Tang Wulin's possible reactions, this was not one of them.

Tang Wulin looked at him, stunned for a moment, then gently nodded: "I know. When I awakened the Golden Dragon King Martial Soul, a Divine Thought told me it contained unimaginable power."

"And you willingly gave that power to me?" Chen Ye's gaze fixed on Tang Wulin, a hint of genuine surprise in his eyes this time.

"Although I don't know who was so cruel as to leave this disaster for me," Tang Wulin said. "But this power is too vast. I simply can't absorb it. If I tried, the price would be my body exploding."

"So rather than that, it's better to hand that power over to Boss! With Boss protecting me, even if I only have Blue Silver Grass, I can still become very strong!"

Tang Wulin spoke earnestly, looking down at his own hands as he talked.

"And besides, didn't Boss give me something in return?"

"Without Boss, I might never have had a Second Martial Soul in this life, nor could I have made my first martial soul so powerful."

"Thank you for your trust. Since you're my Little Brother, I'll naturally take care of you."

Chen Ye spoke just as seriously. Though his original intention had been to use Tang Wulin, the other's behavior had made him look at him with new respect.

"It just so happens that tomorrow is a day off. Come with me to the Forging Master Association. What's your current forging rank?"

"I'm only a first-rank forging master. My Blue Silver Grass martial soul isn't very suitable for forging..."

Tang Wulin said this somewhat awkwardly, lowering his head into silence.

Without the Golden Dragon King Martial Soul, his talent in forging had essentially been buried by ninety-nine percent.

But now that he had the Clear Sky Hammer, it was enough for the time being.

"Alright. Tomorrow I'll take you to the Forging Master Association and introduce you to a teacher."

"With your talent, if it's possible, he should accept you."

"Thank you, Boss! Boss, you're really a good person!" Tang Wulin's face lit up with excitement.

In his mind, the teacher his Boss found for him would be at least a fourth or fifth-rank forging master.

After dinner, they returned to the dormitory. Chen Ye left on the pretext of taking a walk to digest his food, stepping outside.

Before him, the Diary flipped gently. In the Self-Selected Top Martial Soul column, he calmly wrote three words: Skyfrost Sword.

This was the result of careful deliberation. Compared to other martial souls, the Skyfrost Sword not only possessed the Ultimate Ice attribute but was also a top-tier sword-type martial soul.

At the same time, most importantly, here Chen Ye could learn directly from Wu Changkong.

Standing on the shoulders of a giant, he could easily form a working understanding of the Skyfrost Sword.

The Diary flipped gently, and a massive Space-Time Vortex appeared.

Within it materialized the image of a Youth. He wore a Blue Outfit, his gaze calm as he looked ahead.

In his hand, the Skyfrost Sword danced, and the Four-Word Battle Armor on his body emitted a blue, icy light.

The Space-Time Vortex stopped. The Skyfrost Sword flew out from within, plunging directly into Chen Ye's body.

An extreme, exhilarating sensation washed over him, and Chen Ye couldn't help but shiver.

But after adapting to the scale of the Golden Dragon King, the Skyfrost Sword was nothing special.

Chen Ye raised his hand slightly. In his left hand, a gleaming, icy longsword appeared.

Then, in his right hand, the Myriad Swords Diagram materialized.

The massive scroll unfurled. The Skyfrost Sword submerged into it, like a single drop of ink added to a painting.

Three black soul rings descended onto Chen Ye's body. He gently shook the Myriad Swords Diagram.

A flash of cold light flickered within the sword diagram. Dozens of Skyfrost Swords thrust out from it, a terrifying Sword Intent spreading everywhere.

"This Myriad Swords Diagram is something else. It can actually turn a single longsword into thousands."

"And the real Skyfrost Sword can hide among them, while also greatly increasing attack power."

Chen Ye looked at the Myriad Swords Diagram with some surprise. This inherited mutated martial soul of his family was even more heaven-defying than he had imagined.

With just one Skyfrost Sword, it was already this terrifying. If a few more longswords were added to it, the effect would be unimaginable.

With a casual flick of his hand, he put away the Myriad Swords Diagram. This could already be considered one of his major trump cards.

Two top-tier martial souls fused together—though it still couldn't compare to his Golden Dragon King Martial Soul.

But in a sneak attack, even an expert much stronger than him could easily lose their life.

Opening the door, he returned to the dormitory. Perhaps because he now possessed the Skyfrost Sword, Chen Ye felt the air around him had become much fresher.

As soon as he sat down on his bed, Xie Xie came over with a sycophantic look. "Let's go, Brother Ye! Hone me some more. Your Little Brother needs Brother Ye's discipline!"

Looking at Xie Xie's fawning expression, Chen Ye was a little speechless. "It's already past eight o'clock."

"There's a training room, Brother Ye! Let's go, let's go! Take your little brother for a workout! Please, Brother Ye!"

Seeing Xie Xie's pitiful act, Chen Ye felt a bit helpless but still nodded.

"Alright, let's go then. Did you rent the training room?"

"Of course, big bro. Little Brother here already prepared ahead of time. Let's go, let's go."

Watching Chen Ye stand up, Xie Xie hurried behind him and pushed him toward the door.

A helpless look crossed Chen Ye's face. He turned his head to look at Tang Wulin, who was reading a book on forging. "Tang Wulin, come along too. Let's see where your strength is at right now."

"Me?" Tang Wulin was caught off guard, but thinking about his two martial souls, he nodded.

Xie Xie also glanced sideways at Tang Wulin, a flicker of disdain passing through his eyes.

But remembering the other's relationship with Chen Ye, he ultimately said nothing.

Tang Wulin quickly got dressed. Just as the three were about to leave, the door opened and Zhou Changxi walked in.

Seeing the three of them, Zhou Changxi's gaze landed on Chen Ye. His expression was complicated:

"Can you take me along for training? I want to get stronger too."

"What makes you think you deserve that? Brother Ye has no obligation to help you." Xie Xie swept a glance at Zhou Changxi, contempt clear in his eyes.

The reason Class Five had managed to push up to Class Two's position was all thanks to him.

When they fought those triplets, he had taken down all three by himself.

Zhou Changxi and Yun Xiaoke had been completely useless, so he genuinely looked down on them.

Hearing his words, Zhou Changxi's face showed a trace of embarrassment, but his eyes still fixed on Chen Ye.

Seeing that strange look, Chen Ye shook his head too.

If the other had begged him, he might have brought him along.

But Zhou Changxi wanted to get stronger while keeping his pride intact—there weren't that many good deals in the world.

"Your martial soul is too weak. You can't keep up with our pace. Get stronger on your own." Chen Ye finished speaking and couldn't be bothered to say more, walking out first.

Zhou Changxi watched him, his strange expression twisting into anger.

"You sure you won't take me? You'll regret this."

"Oh, I'll be waiting." Chen Ye shot back without even glancing at Zhou Changxi, leading the two straight to the training room.

Inside the training room, everything around was pitch black except for the light where they stood.

Looking at the two of them, Chen Ye pulled out a Soul Tool and dialed a number. "Senior Sister, we're in the training room. Are you coming? Zero Class starts tomorrow, so we're doing some early practice."

"Who's there?"

"Just the three of us in this dorm."

"Alright, wait for me. I'll bring Xiao Yan." Gu Yue replied, followed by the sound of someone putting on clothes.

Ending the call, Chen Ye stretched and turned his gaze to Tang Wulin and Xie Xie:

"They'll take a while. You two go first—two against one. Let me see what you've got."