Cultivating the Burning Mantra

At this moment, Yao Lao's voice appeared in Tang Wulin's mind.

"I never expected these pill recipes of mine to be so valuable in your world, and these are only fifth or sixth-grade recipes at that."

"Yao Lao, thank you!"

"You brat, why are you thanking me? I've already told you that your current situation is largely my doing; how could I possibly stand by and watch you die?"

"Even if you say that, I still have to thank you. If I ever become a Title Douluo, I will definitely find a way to send you back to your homeland."

"Bah! Let's talk about such distant matters later! The current task is to first resolve the first layer of your Golden Dragon King seal!"

"Understood!"

Ten-plus minutes later.

Cen Yue walked out of the Soul Guidance Elevator, holding an exquisite wooden box in his hand.

"Wulin!"

"Master Cen!"

Cen Yue walked over to Tang Wulin, sat down, and placed the wooden box into Tang Wulin's hands.

"Wulin, here are ten drops of blood from a century-old Earth-Shaking Dragon."

Tang Wulin opened the wooden box to find a tiny glass vial containing a small amount of bright red blood. The box even had a cooling effect, which greatly ensured the freshness of the blood.

"Thank you, Master Cen!" Tang Wulin stood up again and bowed deeply to Cen Yue.

Cen Yue had lost count of how many times Tang Wulin had bowed to him today; how could there be such a polite child in this world?

Cen Yue hurriedly helped Tang Wulin up, patted his hair, and said, "This is what you deserve. Once I sell those pill recipes of yours and deduct the cost of this, there will still be plenty of money left! Remember to come find me at the Association when that happens."

Tang Wulin nodded.

"By the way, take this too." Cen Yue took something that looked like a bracelet from his robes: "I noticed you don't seem to have a Soul Guidance Communicator, so just take this for now! My contact number is already saved inside, so it will be more convenient for you to reach me later."

"Master Cen, this is too valuable; I cannot accept it!"

"I told you to take it, so take it!" Cen Yue directly fastened the Soul Guidance Communicator onto Tang Wulin's left wrist: "That fellow Mang Tian is stingy; to think he'd finally take on an excellent disciple and not even be willing to gift you a Soul Guidance Communicator."

"It's not like that. Teacher said that these things should be earned with one's own hands, and I think Teacher is right."

"So, are you implying that I'm wrong?" Cen Yue said with a dark expression.

Hearing this, Tang Wulin shook his head and waved his hands: "Master Cen, that's not what I meant."

"Alright, I'm just teasing you. I have things to do, so I won't see you out. You should head back! Once your pill recipes are sold, I'll call you."

Tang Wulin bowed to Cen Yue once more: "Thank you again, Master Cen."

This left Cen Yue feeling both amused and exasperated. He patted Tang Wulin's head: "You don't need to be this polite about everything in the future. There is a saying: 'the kind-hearted are often bullied.'"

With that, Cen Yue walked toward the Soul Guidance Elevator.

Tang Wulin watched Cen Yue's departing back with a thoughtful expression, as if he had taken those words to heart.

Inside the Soul Guidance Elevator, Cen Yue picked up his Soul Guidance Communicator and dialed a number, his expression somewhat peculiar.

"Hello! Who is this?" Mang Tian's voice came from the other end.

"Mang Tian, is Tang Wulin that 'ordinary' disciple you mentioned to me before?"

"That's right!" Mang Tian's voice was very calm: "Why? Did he go to you for his blacksmith assessment?"

"What do you think?"

"Ha! This kid is fast! So, how was it? He should have passed the second-grade assessment, right?"

"Did you intentionally send him over just so you could show off that you have such a good disciple?"

"I never said that."

Cen Yue forcibly suppressed the profanity that had reached his throat: "Tell me! What will it take for me to be the one to teach him blacksmithing in the future?"

"Then go ask him yourself!" After saying this, Mang Tian ended the call.

"Hello?"

Cen Yue stared at the screen showing the call had ended, feeling a bit stunned.

What did he mean by telling me to go ask Tang Wulin myself? How could Cen Yue not see that with Tang Wulin's personality, he would never do anything to betray his master.

"Old Tang, Yao Lao, what should I do next?"

After leaving the Blacksmith Association, Tang Wulin asked Old Tang and Yao Lao about the next steps.

"Find a quiet place first, preferably one where you can be sure no one will disturb you for a few days," Old Tang said in Tang Wulin's mind.

"A quiet place?"

Tang Wulin thought for a moment. He suddenly remembered that before he came to Donghai City, his teacher, Mang Tian, had told him that he had a studio in Donghai City, and if Tang Wulin needed to forge, he could go there.

After thinking it over, this place was currently the most suitable for Tang Wulin.

After briefly asking a passerby about the address Mang Tian had given him, Tang Wulin found the studio Mang Tian had mentioned.

Punching in the code provided by Mang Tian, Tang Wulin pushed open the studio door.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

As soon as the door swung open, a cloud of dust blew out; it seemed Mang Tian truly hadn't been here in a long time.

However, the facilities were quite complete, making it a standard forging studio.

"Go to the bathroom," Old Tang's voice echoed in Tang Wulin's mind.

Tang Wulin scanned his surroundings and located the bathroom.

"Find a container, fill it with water, then strip off your clothes and sit inside."

Tang Wulin nodded, filled the bathtub to the side with water, then undressed and sat down in it.

At this moment, Yao Lao and Old Tang appeared beside the bathtub.

"Wulin, when I inject the Bone Chilling Flame into your body in a moment, try to circulate this technique. I have improved it based on the soul power of your world, so you should have no trouble running it, and in the future, it should be compatible with the Mysterious Heaven Technique of your world as well," Yao Lao said, placing a scroll into Tang Wulin's hands.

"Yao Lao, is this a technique from your world? What is it called?"

"Burning Mantra!" Yao Lao replied indifferently, not continuing with the story behind the technique.

Tang Wulin didn't press for more, opening the scroll to read for a moment before indicating he understood.

"Old Tang, what should I do next?" Tang Wulin asked.

"Tang Wulin, are you prepared?" Old Tang asked in a deep voice.

Tang Wulin nodded firmly.

"Next, after you consume those ten drops of dragon-type soul beast blood, Yao Lao will inject his Bone Chilling Flame into your body. You must then rapidly circulate Yao Lao's technique. The entire process will be extremely painful, but you must keep your mind steady. Otherwise, even if you have absorbed the power of the Golden Dragon King, your body will be controlled by the Golden Dragon King's violent consciousness. If you are ready, we can begin at any time."

Tang Wulin closed his eyes and let out a long breath, adjusting his state of mind before opening the exquisite wooden box to the side.

Without much hesitation, Tang Wulin directly opened the small glass vial containing the Earth-Shaking Dragon blood.

Immediately, a thick, pungent scent of blood wafted out.

This was Tang Wulin's first time coming into contact with something truly related to a soul beast.

"Gulp!"

Tang Wulin forced down the nausea rising in his heart and drank all the Earth-Shaking Dragon blood in one go, even sucking out the last few drops, not daring to waste any.