Divine Craftsman Zhen Hua

Divine Craftsman Zhen Hua

The matter of his second profession had come to a temporary end.

Qiangu Wuji had originally been full of confidence and had imagined it would be pretty cool, but unfortunately, his ideas clashed with the Battle Armor system of this world.

When ideals conflicted with reality, worrying about it endlessly was pointless. So he happily decided to put the matter of his second profession out of his mind for now.

Time flew by. In the blink of an eye, Qiangu Wuji had been at Red Mountain Academy for a month.

A month wasn't a particularly long time, but it wasn't exactly short, either.

His biggest gain at school over the past month was probably that he'd picked up a bunch of little fangirls.

That was only natural, really. He wasn't bragging, but Qiangu Wuji was pretty confident in his looks. The female teachers at school were always pinching his cheeks, after all.

Of course, aside from that, he'd made some tangible progress, too.

For example, his Soul Power had risen by one rank during this time. It had now reached level thirteen. To be thirteen at the age of just six was rare even in a place like Shrek.

His spiritual power had increased even more dramatically. It had reached 190, close to the middle stage of the Spirit Connection Realm.

A six-year-old with spiritual power at the middle stage of the Spirit Connection Realm could absolutely be called the first in the continent's history.

The rate of growth was astonishing, but when Qiangu Wuji thought it over, he could understand it. His Martial Soul was his brain, and it made perfect sense that a brain would increase his spiritual power so quickly.

What could spiritual power of 190 do?

For an ordinary Soul Master, it would at most allow for finer control over their Soul Skills.

But Qiangu Wuji was different. His Heavenly Six Eyes was a Martial Soul that could convert spiritual power into attacks. The higher his spiritual power, the stronger his attacks.

With spiritual power of 190, he could already unleash attack-type Soul Skills comparable to those of a Soul Master approaching the Three-Ring level.

So even though his Soul Power was only level thirteen, he was invincible among those below the Three-Ring level on the strength of his spiritual power alone!

And that was without even mentioning the heaven-defying healing ability of his True Phoenix Bloodline.

Aside from his own progress, quite a few changes had taken place at the school during this time.

Ever since he'd arrived at Red Mountain Academy, the original story's course had already gone off track.

Originally, Tang Wulin wasn't supposed to show the first signs of the Golden Dragon King's power until after Na'er left. But now, it had happened early.

During this time, Tang Wulin had already begun showing signs of the Golden Dragon King, such as a dramatic increase in strength and a much bigger appetite.

These changes had turned him from an unremarkable, mediocre student into someone who stood out at school.

Qiangu Wuji noticed, but wasn't worried. Tang Wulin's unusual traits were certainly eye-catching, but he knew that the other boy hadn't even broken through his first seal yet.

At this level, Tang Wulin posed no threat to him at all.

From what Qiangu Wuji could tell, Tang Wulin wouldn't be able to threaten him until he broke through his second seal at the very least.

For now, he was still too green.

But Qiangu Wuji didn't care. Gu Yue, on the other hand, seemed unusually interested in Tang Wulin.

Ever since Tang Wulin had started showing signs of being different, Qiangu Wuji had noticed Gu Yue watching him often. He had no idea what she was thinking.

That day, as usual, after breakfast and another of Leng Yaozhu's daily reminders, Qiangu Wuji headed to Red Mountain Academy with Gu Yue.

Not long after the two of them left, a tall, straight-backed middle-aged man arrived at the old residence.

Na'er had just finished a hearty breakfast and was lying on the sofa, rubbing her little tummy.

When the middle-aged man came in, her pretty eyes blinked with curiosity, and her small face was full of confusion.

Just then, Leng Yaozhu came out of the kitchen. She glanced at the middle-aged man, then turned to Na'er and said gently,

"Na'er, go back to your room. I need to talk to this uncle about something."

"Oh, okay."

Na'er nodded, then hopped lightly to her feet. Barefoot, her little feet as white as jade, she skipped back to her room.

But she didn't close the door all the way. She left it slightly ajar and peered through the crack, her big eyes blinking.

Leng Yaozhu saw her, of course. She rubbed her brow helplessly but said nothing. Then she turned back to the middle-aged man, and a smile immediately appeared on her face.

"You're here."

"So this is the child you adopted?"

The middle-aged man smiled and nodded. Looking through the crack in the door at Na'er, he seemed surprised.

"She doesn't look like she's from the Federation."

Leng Yaozhu nodded.

"Mm. I had someone look into it before, but unfortunately, we still haven't been able to find out anything about the child's identity."

"Oh? Even the Spirit Pagoda couldn't find out?"

A flicker of surprise crossed the middle-aged man's eyes. Then he speculated,

"Could she be a Soul Beast reincarnated as a human?"

"No. Soul Beasts are all under control nowadays, and there are only a few known Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts. None of them seem like the sort who would reincarnate."

Leng Yaozhu shook her head.

The middle-aged man heard her out and agreed that she had a point, so he stopped pursuing the subject and changed the topic.

"By the way, Lord Heavenly Phoenix, let's talk about your Battle Armor."

"Mm."

Leng Yaozhu said no more. She silently closed her eyes, and a spark of fire suddenly appeared at her waist. Flames burst forth, and in the blink of an eye, her body was enveloped in dazzling fire. Amid the flames, a striking red suit of armor appeared on her.

This was her Four-Word Battle Armor.

As soon as the powerful Four-Word Battle Armor appeared, the room was enveloped in terrifying heat. That was with Leng Yaozhu holding back; otherwise, it would have been even more intense.

But on closer inspection, one could see a flaw in the Battle Armor. Beneath its brilliant surface, a small section was noticeably dimmer.

That was why Leng Yaozhu had called over the greatest Divine Craftsman on the continent.

Her Battle Armor had been damaged some time ago while she was dealing with a problem on the top floor of the Spirit Pagoda. For some unknown reason, the Heavenly Forged Metal used to make her Four-Word Battle Armor could no longer repair itself.

Naturally, she needed to consult this Divine Craftsman about a problem involving metal. So she had contacted him a few days earlier.

"Oh, it can do that?"

Zhen Hua studied the dimmed skirt armor on Leng Yaozhu's Battle Armor with interest. Without a word, he walked over and felt it with his hand.

Leng Yaozhu asked curiously,

"Can it be restored?"

"Mm." After a moment, Zhen Hua withdrew his hand and nodded. "It shouldn't be a big problem. The person you fought seems to have had an ability specifically designed to target metal, but that's all right. It's still Four-Word Battle Armor, so its defenses are intact. I'll find some materials to patch it up for you."