The power of the Golden Dragon King emerged; Gu Yue was furious.
"Gu Yue, it really is you!"
Before long, Tang Wulin came running over with an iron bucket in hand. He looked at Gu Yue, excitement written all over his face.
His bucket was filled with mussels and other shellfish. It seemed he'd had a pretty good haul earlier.
Gu Yue frowned in displeasure, glanced at him, then said nothing and turned to leave.
She didn't like him at all. She didn't even feel like talking to him.
But just as she was about to leave, Tang Wulin suddenly asked from behind her, "How is Qiangu Wuji?"
At that, Gu Yue stopped and looked at him with a frown. For some reason, the words slipped out before she could stop herself.
"He's fine. You don't need to worry about him. You, on the other hand, should stop doing things beyond your capabilities."
Gu Yue felt a deep dislike for Tang Wulin.
She hated how he overestimated himself and couldn't read the situation. She hated his empty grandstanding.
Compared to him, Qiangu Wuji was far more agreeable. They were the same age, yet one was mature and unquestionably powerful.
The other, however, didn't know what was good for him.
Qiangu Wuji had saved him, but instead of being grateful, Tang Wulin had deliberately provoked him.
Gu Yue simply couldn't bring herself to like someone like that.
Take the time he saved Na'er, for instance. He'd known he was no match for the enemy, yet he'd insisted on charging in. Put kindly, that was a sense of justice. Put bluntly, it was a death wish.
He had no ability, yet no self-awareness either. In short, he thought he was the protagonist of some story, but without the protagonist's halo, someone like him would have died in the first episode.
"Beyond my capabilities..." Tang Wulin murmured, clenching his fists. "That's right. I'm not a genius like you. My Martial Soul is a Trash Martial Soul, and I only have three ranks of Soul Power. From your perspective, I really am someone who overestimates himself. But..."
Halfway through his words, he raised his eyes. A streak of golden light flashed in them, and dark golden dragon scales appeared on his forehead.
This was!
Gu Yue's eyes widened. A long-familiar sensation made her breathing quicken.
Tang Wulin looked at her and spoke, each word deliberate.
"But someone like me isn't completely useless, either. One day, I'll defeat all you geniuses!"
After those final words, he left.
Gu Yue stood frozen in place. Only after a long while did she recover and look in the direction Tang Wulin had gone.
"That was the Golden Dragon King's power, wasn't it...?"
She murmured, and suddenly fury filled her heart.
The power of her own other half had appeared in a human as insignificant as an ant!
A terrible humiliation!!
It was dark by the time Gu Yue finally returned to the old house.
Qiangu Wuji and Leng Yaozhu had already returned earlier.
He was sitting on the sofa playing cat's cradle with Na'er. She had no idea how to play. After a little while, she twisted the string into a knot, then got so anxious she nearly started crying.
Qiangu Wuji didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Patiently, he untangled the string for her and explained how to play.
The little girl listened, nodding enthusiastically, then eagerly said she wanted to try again.
Qiangu Wuji was just about to agree when he noticed Gu Yue coming in from outside. He asked curiously, "Gu Yue, where did you go?"
Gu Yue came over to them and glanced at them. Na'er jumped in fright when she saw her, immediately hopped off the sofa, and dashed toward her room in her slippers.
Gu Yue looked away and said coolly, "I saw Tang Wulin just now."
"Mm..." Qiangu Wuji tilted his head. "And?"
So she'd seen him. Why tell him? Did she think he'd get jealous?
Gu Yue looked into his eyes and continued, "What I wanted to say is, if you're still thinking of befriending Tang Wulin, I advise you to stop."
After a pause, she added, "Because I don't want you to get hurt later."
With that, she turned and went back to her room without looking back.
Looking at the closed door, Qiangu Wuji carefully considered what she'd meant.
When Gu Yue said that, he'd clearly felt her spiritual fluctuations. Her emotions had surged violently.
That was obviously killing intent.
Could Gu Yue already know about the sealed Golden Dragon King's power inside Tang Wulin?
And from the way things looked, the two of them hadn't had a pleasant conversation.
Whatever. Tang Wulin was only useful to him as a little lamb to fleece. He could just keep milking him. Even if Gu Yue really wanted to kill him, it didn't matter. It had nothing to do with him.
After thinking it over for a while, Qiangu Wuji gave up. He'd be better off thinking about his plans for the future.
His Martial Soul and bloodline had both improved to some degree. Next, he needed to consider another system in this world.
Battle Armor!
In this third Douluo world, Battle Armor was an important system. It determined how much fighting power he could wield in the future.
If he wanted to surpass Tang Wulin and Gu Yue, relying on his bloodline and Martial Soul clearly wouldn't be enough. Battle Armor had to be part of the equation, too.
But when it came to Battle Armor, he'd also have to develop a second profession.
"A second profession?"
Qiangu Wuji honestly had no idea what he should choose.
A blacksmith?
He pictured himself bare-chested, hammer in hand, standing at a forge.
No, no. That was too much.
Besides, he didn't have Tang Wulin's terrifying physical strength. If he chose blacksmithing, he'd inevitably fall short of him.
If blacksmithing was out, what else was there?
Just then, Leng Yaozhu came out of the bathroom. Seeing him lost in thought, she couldn't help asking curiously, "Wuji, what are you thinking about? You're so absorbed. Are you still upset that I scolded you earlier?"
Qiangu Wuji came back to himself and shook his head. "No, Mom. I was thinking about what second profession I should develop if I want to become a Battle Armor Master in the future."
"Oh, you're already thinking about that?"
Leng Yaozhu sat down beside him, intrigued.
"If you're going to develop a second profession, I think you should choose something you enjoy. Unlike being a Soul Master, a second profession is quite tedious."
"Mm."
Qiangu Wuji nodded. He knew that, of course. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so hesitant.
Something he enjoyed...
Hm!
His eyes suddenly lit up as he thought of the Armor Hero shows he'd often watched as a child in his previous life.
That was it.
"Mom, I've decided. I'll choose mecha design as my second profession."
How cool would it be to have a set of Emperor Armor in another world?
He'd once only been able to enjoy it on TV, but now that he was in a world where it might be possible, why not give it a try?
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