As he thought it over, Mu Chen's expression grew more serious. He slowly raised his hand, and a bracelet appeared in his palm.
Li Ang also looked up, a thoughtful expression on his face.
By his estimate, he would be able to complete Hundred Refinement with ease in ten days at most.
And after some more careful practice, it wouldn't be long before Thousand Refinement was just as easy.
As he thought it over, he prepared to turn and leave.
After all, he had come here to learn knowledge and master techniques.
But the moment Li Ang turned around, he saw Mu Chen. Mu Chen said nothing, merely extending the bracelet in his hand toward him.
Looking at the bracelet, Li Ang froze for a moment, then regarded Mu Chen with some confusion.
"Teacher, is this for me?"
"What does it do?"
Li Ang asked bluntly. If this thing was useless, he didn't want it.
But before he could say anything more, Mu Chen's face took on a pained expression instead.
"This is a Space Bracelet. You can use it to store your Forging Hammer."
"I only got it recently, but I'm giving it to you. It has another important function, too: you can use it to call for help."
As he spoke, Mu Chen pointed at the gemstone at the heart of the bracelet.
"Whether you hold down the gemstone or channel your spiritual power into it, you can send me a distress signal."
"I'll know right away and be able to pinpoint your location."
Mu Chen sighed. He had originally planned to return the bracelet to his senior brother.
But because Li Ang was so important, he had decided to give it to him instead.
Li Ang took the bracelet and put it on. It fit his wrist perfectly.
And judging by its cool touch, it was made of metal—probably a very high-grade metal.
That wasn't what interested Li Ang most. What fascinated him was the mastery of spatial principles contained within it.
Everyone knew that the Tang Sect had the deepest understanding of spatial principles on Douluo Continent.
They had even reached the point where they could distort space and transport people over vast distances.
If Li Ang could master this kind of spatial technology, it would be an enormous boon to his ability to survive.
"Thank you for the precious gift, Teacher. I'll take good care of it!"
"Mm. You can go."
"Make sure you come to practice regularly during this period. Your ability to refine metals is impressive, but the core skill of a true blacksmith is still forging."
Mu Chen offered Li Ang a few words of encouragement, but Li Ang didn't pay them any mind.
He opened the door and went downstairs. Seeing Shen Ming waiting there, he hurried over.
"Well? Did the Blacksmith Association president approve of you?"
"Mm, it went all right. Senior Mu Chen has already accepted me as his disciple."
Li Ang remained calm. Shen Ming didn't react much to his words.
After all, he didn't know much about this field and couldn't understand how terrifyingly talented Li Ang was.
The two returned to the Spirit Pagoda. Shen Ming went back to handle the relevant paperwork, while Li Ang continued training inside the Spirit Ascension Platform.
After releasing the Little Black Dog to fight, Li Ang didn't rush to explore.
He sat quietly to one side, flipping through a book he had brought from the Spirit Pagoda. It was filled with simple information, mostly about Soul Spirits—or rather, all the Soul Spirits currently in existence.
Those were what Li Ang wanted to study. He wasn't looking for a new Soul Spirit; he was planning ahead for the one he would eventually have.
His Martial Soul was Douluo Planet, and one of its greatest strengths was that it could have multiple Soul Spirits.
Those Soul Spirits could also fight as powerfully as real creatures.
Based on his observations and analysis of himself, he figured he could have one Soul Spirit for every two Soul Rings.
So even though he only had one Soul Ring for now, he needed to start preparing early for the Soul Spirit he would choose after reaching three rings.
That was what he was doing now: looking for a Soul Spirit that was both powerful and suited to him.
But after reading about more than half of the Soul Spirits, he still hadn't found one that seemed right.
Li Ang sighed as he thought it over, then stood up.
At his call, the Little Black Dog began to return.
Today's training had been steady as usual. His Soul Ring's age had risen to around seven hundred years, and it would reach a thousand after one or two more sessions at most.
After leaving the Spirit Ascension Platform, Li Ang took a quick shower, then went straight back to his room.
He had also been piecing together the timeline he knew.
At this point, there wasn't much happening in the story. Tang Wulin was still growing up.
He was also six years old. This was probably when he had just picked up Na'er and was beginning to grow up alongside her.
Actually, if he wanted to, he could have gotten to Na'er first and brought back the amnesiac Silver Dragon King.
The problem was that he couldn't possibly kill the future Silver Dragon King.
And if he wanted to extract her bloodline and create an even more powerful Soul Spirit, he couldn't do that at this stage either.
Na'er hadn't fully awakened yet, and there were no other opportunities to be found at this point, either.
Since he had no intention of joining Shrek Academy or the Tang Sect, he would most likely follow the Spirit Pagoda's path in the future.
He could study at the Spirit Pagoda's Spirit Academy, or become a Spirit Master directly.
Either would work, but both required great strength.
So Li Ang put improving his strength above all else at this stage.
After thinking it over, he finished his shower and headed straight to the training room.
His daily routine was very fixed now. Apart from classes, he came back to fight in the Spirit Ascension Platform.
Then he trained his body in the evening.
As soon as he arrived, Uncle Zhang glanced around furtively before turning to him.
"Ang, how about I take you out to meet someone?"
"He's a highly respected person. He might be able to help you improve your body."
Uncle Zhang looked at Li Ang and spoke earnestly.
Meeting Uncle Zhang's gaze, Li Ang gave a quiet "Oh."
He acted as though he didn't care and wasn't worried that Uncle Zhang might kidnap him, but secretly, he rubbed the bracelet on his wrist.
Seeing that Li Ang didn't refuse, Uncle Zhang led him downstairs and out of the Spirit Pagoda.
Li Ang glanced around the area outside the Spirit Pagoda, but his steps never faltered.
Uncle Zhang's identity was mysterious. He was a former member of the Body Sect.
The person he was taking Li Ang to meet was likely a senior figure from the Body Sect, and Li Ang's physical strength might have caught their attention.
As for whether it was inappropriate for him to have joined the Spirit Pagoda and now have dealings with the Body Sect—
That was a joke.
He was a transmigrator. Improving his strength was what mattered most.
As long as something in this world could make him stronger and help him survive, he couldn't care less about any of that.
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