Xiao Wu Doesn't Go to Notting City

Lines of text floated before Duan Fan's eyes.

At this moment, Tang San was still in the blacksmith shop, swinging a heavy hammer and working with great dedication.

Seeing Tang San so "diligent," Duan Fan felt the food on his tray become even more delicious.

"Yes, just like that, you must keep it up."

"How could a Spirit Master with Full Innate Soul Power waste time on cultivation? Blacksmithing is clearly more cost-effective."

Duan Fan silently encouraged Tang San in his heart while shoveling food into his mouth.

After two and a half months, Tang San's spirit power level remained stuck at level eleven.

The main reason was that the time Tang San spent cultivating each day was extremely limited, with the vast majority spent on blacksmithing.

In truth, Tang San was not short on money, as he received a Spirit Master Subsidy, yet he still chose this lifestyle.

Duan Fan was naturally happy to see it.

After a few more bites, Duan Fan stopped using Tang San's daily routine as a side dish for his meal. Instead, with a thought, he began to alter Tang San's destiny.

Duan Fan had been modifying Tang San's destiny quite frequently during this period, and although every attempt ended in failure, he never gave up.

There was no helping it; the Notting City Elementary Spirit Master Academy was about to open.

The person who could influence Tang San's future was about to arrive.

That person was none other than Xiao Wu.

Duan Fan's entry point for modifying Tang San's destiny was her.

It was inherently unreasonable for Xiao Wu to travel all the way from the Star Dou Forest to Notting City.

Duan Fan intended to modify this unreasonableness into something reasonable.

Notting City was too far; Xiao Wu would not go.

Since Duan Fan could only see Tang San's current status and had no way of knowing Xiao Wu's situation, he could only keep modifying, hoping to avoid missing this rare opportunity.

After a round of modifications, Duan Fan quickly received a system prompt.

[Modification failed! Please perform a reasonable modification!]

Duan Fan was already used to it; he planned to try again later.

In the coming days, he would only modify more frequently.

Because he firmly believed he could succeed.

As long as the modification succeeded, he would receive rich rewards.

Tang San would also suffer heavy losses.

Even if he failed, he would lose nothing but a little bit of time.

After finishing dinner, as Duan Fan left the cafeteria, he caught a glimpse of Wen Xiyue on the first floor.

She seemed to have just finished eating as well and was carrying her tray toward the collection area.

After some recollection, Duan Fan had recalled the origins of Wen Xiyue's Black-Striped Ghost Leopard spirit.

Within Spirit Hall, there was an elder whose spirit was the Black-Striped Ghost Leopard, titled "Ghost Leopard," known as Ghost Leopard Douluo.

It was hard not to speculate about the relationship between Wen Xiyue and Ghost Leopard Douluo.

Duan Fan had thought about looking into the situation when he was bored, but the moment he saw Wen Xiyue's icy expression, he dismissed the idea.

Back in the dormitory, Duan Fan took out pen and paper as usual to draw firearm parts and note down specifications.

Spirit Hall Academy had one day of vacation every month.

Duan Fan had enrolled at the beginning of the month.

He had already had two breaks, and there were ten days left until the next one.

During those two days of vacation, Duan Fan had visited various blacksmith shops in Spirit City to understand the situation and had already begun implementing his plan to build a gun.

Duan Fan's initial plan was to build a smoothbore musket first, as its structure was very simple.

However, a smoothbore musket required reloading after every shot, which was troublesome to use.

After some consideration, Duan Fan decided to build a pistol first.

A pistol had decent power and was easy to carry.

The pistol Duan Fan ultimately settled on was the Browning M1910.

The M1910 was a semi-automatic pistol with a seven-round magazine, possessing a certain degree of sustained firepower.

It utilized a blowback mechanism without complex locking systems; its core moving parts consisted of only four items: the slide, the barrel, the recoil spring, and the firing pin.

The entire gun, when disassembled, consisted of only those few major components, with a total of fewer than fifty parts—it was among the simplest in structure of all modern semi-automatic pistols.

Duan Fan had drawn all the part blueprints for this gun in advance. During his first vacation, he had visited different blacksmith shops to have them made, with each shop only producing a few parts.

During his second vacation, Duan Fan went to collect the goods.

About sixty percent of the parts list for the M1910 had been completed.

The easier components—the grip, firing pin, and magazine casing—were all ready.

However, the barrel and the slide, while manufactured, were far from meeting the required quality standards.

These two core components allowed for no sloppiness whatsoever.

It wasn't enough to simply craft their outward appearance; their precision and strength had to meet the mark.

Otherwise, even if the gun were assembled, it would be unusable.

Duan Fan estimated that it would take at least another two months to obtain qualified versions of these two items.

If the M1910 were successfully built, its single-shot power at close range would be no worse than the Zhuge Crossbow, and it would be far more convenient to carry.

Against Soul Ancestors who didn't have their permanent defenses active, three to four rapid shots would be enough to kill them.

If his marksmanship was accurate, a headshot would finish the job in one.

After sketching firearm parts for a while, Duan Fan read for another half hour before heading to his bed to cultivate.

His soul power was getting closer and closer to level eighteen, and a breakthrough should occur within the next few days.

As long as he kept up this pace, Duan Fan was confident he could secure his second Soul Ring within the next two months.

And at that time, he would still be only six years old.

Facts proved that hard work paid off.

Hard work with talent, even more so.

The next day.

At dawn, Duan Fan woke up.

The first thing he did upon waking was to continue his attempt to alter Tang San's fate.

This time, he finally did not receive a notification of failure.

[The morning mist had yet to dissipate. At the edge of the Star Dou Forest, Xiao Wu stood before a fork in the path, hesitant.

The direction of Notting City lay to the left.

The direction of White Stone City lay to the right.

Naturally, Xiao Wu did not know of these two human cities.

She was lost, unsure of where she should go.

She glanced back at the boundless sea of forest behind her, and finally, she took a step.

She walked toward the right.]

[Modification successful! Xiao Wu will not go to Notting City; Tang San loses his hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring!]

[Reward obtained: Diamond Skill; Modification count *1!]

"Finally, it's a success. It was worth all the days I spent persisting with these modifications!"

When Duan Fan received the system prompt, he had initially thought it was another failure.

But upon seeing the success notification, he was so excited he nearly jumped up.

"Let's check the system reward immediately!"

"This Diamond Skill should correspond to the Mysterious Heaven Skill that Tang San possesses."

"I wonder what kind of effects this technique has?"

Just as Duan Fan was thinking this, a segment of memory suddenly appeared in his mind.

It was information regarding the Diamond Skill.

Duan Fan quickly understood the purpose of the Diamond Skill.

It was for body tempering.

It could train the body to its absolute limit.