First Meeting, Tang Wulin

Proud Arrival City.

A frail little girl with silver hair crouched all alone on the side of the road.

The sunlight shone down upon her hair, creating a natural, shimmering reflection.

Although the girl's face was covered in dust, a closer look revealed that she was still a budding beauty.

As if guided by some unseen force, the girl lifted her head, her large, amethyst-like eyes looking exceptionally beautiful.

At Red Mountain Academy, Tang Wulin had already awakened his martial soul, the Blue Silver Grass, and possessed innate soul power of rank three.

Even though it was what people called a trash martial soul, his meditation had been going exceptionally smoothly.

Maybe my martial soul isn't that bad after all!

Tang Wulin secretly cheered himself on.

Strange, why am I hungry again?

Tang Wulin rubbed his stomach, feeling a bit dejected.

Perhaps it was the arrangement of fate, or perhaps it was the deliberate guidance of someone's spiritual power.

Tang Wulin encountered that girl, and his own pair of large eyes naturally met her pair of large, amethyst eyes.

Several street thugs had already surrounded the girl, and a heavy smell of cigarettes wafted toward her: "Little sister, come with us brothers. We have good things to show you."

The girl did not speak, only shaking her head.

The men exchanged glances, their eyes unable to hide a hint of greed.

The leader even picked the girl up directly, intending to take her away by force.

It was right at this moment that Tang Wulin charged forward, slamming into the man and causing him to stumble.

"Kid, you're looking for death!"

The man pulled out a small knife, intending to retaliate.

Unexpectedly, Tang Wulin released his martial soul, and the man immediately lost his nerve.

Soul Masters were all officially registered; as an ordinary person, he was far from being able to contend with a Lord Soul Master.

"She is my sister!"

Tang Wulin said with a touch of toughness.

The street thugs felt it was bad luck, spat on the ground, and slunk away.

"What is your name? Do you have any family? Will you be my sister?"

The little girl looked up and saw a pair of large eyes, and something deep within her bloodline trembled violently.

"My name is Na'er."

The girl let the boy take her hand and lead her back to his home.

Time passed day by day.

"Wulin, remember, Dad will always support you on this path to becoming a Soul Master."

"However, you also know our family's financial situation, and now there is another mouth to feed with Na'er. I hope you will go learn blacksmithing to help with the household expenses."

"A real man must ultimately rely on himself."

Tang Wulin nodded, indicating that he would go.

Xie An remained hidden within the space, quietly watching Tang Wulin head off to learn blacksmithing.

He watched as Tang Wulin spent his days learning to forge and his nights going out to meditate.

It had to be said that the couple, Tang Ziran and Lang Yue, were very competent.

They had taught Tang Wulin to be resilient and responsible from a young age.

Even when facing difficulties, he had the confidence to overcome them and would not give up easily.

It could be said that Tang Wulin's future achievements would be largely due to the credit of these parents.

It was just that with the later teachings of Shrek Academy, combined with the actions of Tang San, Tang Wulin's character became a bit abstract.

Xie An pondered in his heart, and soon, a plan began to take shape.

At night.

Tang Wulin tiptoed out of the room and arrived at the park lawn.

He discovered that his Blue Silver Grass martial soul had an extremely high affinity for plants, especially the same species of Blue Silver Grass.

His soul power increased rapidly in an environment filled with Blue Silver Grass plants.

Damp mist covered Tang Wulin's body.

An hour later, Tang Wulin stretched his limbs, feeling refreshed all over.

"Mimic environment cultivation? Not bad talent."

A voice drifted over, and Tang Wulin immediately became vigilant.

A man appeared beside him, squinting his eyes as he smiled down at him.

Yet, he hadn't even noticed when the man had arrived.

"Kid, what's your name? You've got quite the talent."

Recalling his father's teachings, Tang Wulin spoke in a voice that was not loud, yet lacked any hint of cowardice: "Junior is Tang Wulin, greetings, Senior. Does Senior know about this method of cultivation I use?"

He meant nothing else by it; Tang Wulin simply felt that anyone who could identify his cultivation method at a glance must be a highly skilled expert.

"Spirit Masters can significantly increase the speed and quality of their cultivation when in an environment similar or close to their own martial soul."

Xie An answered Tang Wulin's question.

Living in a small city, his horizons were inevitably limited.

In a larger city—to say nothing of further places, even in Eastsea City where Xie An resided—this was considered one of the basic lessons for any Spirit Master.

Watching Tang Wulin's movements, Xie An couldn't help but think to himself.

A gentle wave of spirit power supported Tang Wulin, preventing him from completing his bow.

"I am neither your parent nor your teacher, so there is no need to bow to me."

"I simply felt a bit of appreciation for your talent."

As he spoke, Xie An pulled a somewhat worn booklet from his robes; it was none other than the Mysterious Heaven Skill provided by the system.

"This is a meditation technique. While it may not be top-tier, it is still much better than the common trash found on the roadside across the continent."

"Take a look at it."

Tang Wulin took the booklet and flipped through it, finding the technique truly profound.

The circulation paths recorded within were far superior to anything his school teachers had ever taught him.

After finishing it, the excitement on Tang Wulin's face was impossible to hide.

However, he still handed the technique back to Xie An: "Senior, this is too valuable. I cannot accept it."

Xie An was genuinely surprised this time; in his impression, due to the upbringing of Tang Ziran and his wife, Tang Wulin had developed an extremely greedy habit.

He hadn't expected Tang Wulin to be able to resist such a temptation.

"It's fine," Xie An said. "Although this technique is precious, it will become widespread before long."

"Giving it to you now is just a case of borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha."

Just as Tang Wulin wanted to say something more, he felt an incredibly powerful surge of spirit power mixed with mental energy wash over him.

A golden Sea God Trident pattern appeared on his forehead.

But, seemingly sensing that this mental energy held no malice, the Sea God Trident eventually faded away.

Xie An took all of this in, but he merely observed without making a scene.

His spirit power locked Tang Wulin's body into a cultivation posture, while his mental energy continuously guided the spirit power to circulate according to the paths of the Mysterious Heaven Skill.

Tang Wulin felt an incredibly comfortable sensation spread throughout his entire body, and his spirit power seemed to take on a sense of endless vitality.

After one cycle, Xie An released his mental guidance, and Tang Wulin, already familiar with the circulation path of the Mysterious Heaven Skill, began to circulate his spirit power on his own.

He had actually entered a state of deep meditation.

His cultivation talent was indeed top-notch.

Watching Tang Wulin enter a meditative state, Xie An couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

It was time for him to move on to the next step.

Leaving behind a mental message, Xie An vanished instantly.

At dawn, Tang Wulin woke from his meditation and discovered that his spirit power had actually risen from level three to level four.

He was pleasantly surprised and wanted to tell that senior, only to find that he had long since disappeared.

Tang Wulin said with a hint of disappointment: "Senior, where are you?"

A mental message suddenly appeared in his mind, and the troubled look on Tang Wulin's face vanished in an instant.

"Blacksmith Manual, author is Xie An? Eastsea Academy? Senior, I will definitely go there and find you."

[Ding, detected that the host has become an extremely important person to Tang Wulin.]

[Task Reward: Materials required for the first layer of the Golden Dragon King seal.]

Xie An, who was in the middle of calling Blood One to prepare for his trip to Eastsea Academy to find Wu Zhangkong, was stunned for a moment, but he soon relaxed.

The system's timeline was off, but hadn't he already accepted that long ago?