Bringing Mom and Dad to Shrek City!

After learning the whole story, Feng Wuyu looked at Tang Wulin differently. As a senior elder, he had also attended that Sea God Pavilion Meeting.

However, he had voiced his opposition, believing there was no need to nurture geniuses jointly with the Spirit Pagoda. What kind of genius did Shrek Academy not have? It hardly lacked resources, either.

But now, it seemed he had been wrong!

Tang Wulin's talent was truly terrifying. He was already a fifth-rank blacksmith, and he was certain to become a Divine Craftsman in the future. There was no doubt about it.

The Spirit Pagoda was already wealthy. The only thing it lacked was four-word battle armor. There was only one Divine Craftsman, Zhen Hua... whoever wanted battle armor made had to line up.

But if Tang Wulin became the Spirit Pagoda's Divine Craftsman, they would be finished.

Wouldn't the Spirit Pagoda then be able to produce four-word battle armor in batches? Wouldn't that make it invincible in the future?

No. Absolutely not.

While Feng Wuyu wrestled with this dilemma, everyone else was shocked once again.

Naturally, they had heard about Shrek Academy and the Spirit Pagoda jointly establishing a Youth Genius Class. The standards for nurturing its students were supposedly even more staggering than those of the Inner Court. They had never expected this boy to be one of its members.

No wonder.

"Boy, you came here to earn points to exchange for resources, didn't you? In that case... become my disciple. I'll give you a twenty-percent discount on the rare metals here, and I'll buy your forged works at one and a half times the market price..."

Feng Wuyu launched a direct financial offensive. He was determined to win over this promising young talent, Tang Wulin.

The boy was still young. Who said his future necessarily belonged to the Spirit Pagoda?

"That wouldn't be appropriate, would it? I already have a teacher... his name is Zhen Hua."

Tang Wulin scratched his head, looking somewhat troubled, but Feng Wuyu said it was no problem. He would speak to Zhen Hua himself.

"Don't make this old man force you to kowtow... I hear you're fond of eating, aren't you? I'll cover your meals for the next year."

Tang Wulin could only accept.

Well, another teacher.

How many teachers have I taken in just over a year?

Spirit Pagoda Vice Pagoda Master Leng Yaozhu, Divine Craftsman Zhen Hua, and the Body Sect Master.

Zhuo Shi, and now Feng Wuyu.

Hiss... my backing is getting a little terrifying.

After Tang Wulin performed the disciple's bow, Feng Wuyu was satisfied and honored his promise by treating him to a meal.

Then... he learned his lesson.

Tang Wulin could eat far too much! A single meal cost him hundreds of thousands of federal coins. Was this fellow the reincarnation of a starved ghost?

Can I return this disciple?

Feng Wuyu was already feeling some regret, but he had accepted this disciple himself. Whatever happened, he could only live with it.

Time passed quickly, and the Youth Genius Class officially began its training.

Although Wu Changkong was the homeroom teacher, he was primarily responsible for day-to-day management and overall scheduling.

For the actual teaching, Shrek Academy showed tremendous sincerity. The elders of the Sea God Pavilion took turns giving lessons, rotating every three months and teaching at irregular intervals.

The first time Tang Wulin saw this lineup, he was completely stunned.

The elders of the Sea God Pavilion were among the strongest experts on the entire Douluo Continent. Every one of them was a Titled Douluo as well as a Three-Word Battle Armor Master.

Outside the academy, no amount of money could buy even a move or two of instruction from them. Yet now, these elders were taking turns teaching a bunch of children?

"Is this... some kind of butterfly effect?" Tang Wulin murmured to himself.

He remembered that in the original novel, Shrek Academy had nurtured geniuses, but it had never thrown everything into it like this. Had the unique nature of this genius class made Shrek Academy realize something?

Thinking it over, though, Tang Wulin could more or less guess the reason. The Spirit Pagoda had developed too quickly in recent years and was beginning to show signs of overshadowing Shrek Academy.

As the Sea God Pavilion Master, Yun Ming could not possibly have failed to feel that pressure. He had created this genius class partly to win over the Spirit Pagoda's talented students. The other reason was probably to cultivate a group who could become Shrek Academy's true backbone.

After all, if these children could all break through to eight rings and become Three-Word Battle Armor Masters ten years from now, they would form the most terrifying new force on the entire continent.

Day after day passed, and the genius class's training settled into a regular routine. Tang Wulin cultivated under the elders during the day and studied battle armor designs at night.

Although Gu Yue and Na'er often argued over the design drawings until their faces flushed, he had to admit that the plans they produced together were far more ingenious than he had expected.

Looking at the increasingly refined drawing, Tang Wulin marveled inwardly. Although the two girls usually met each other blade for blade, their cooperation on serious matters was surprisingly seamless.

Time flew by. Tang Wulin spent three months quietly cultivating, and his soul power steadily climbed to rank 34.

During those three months, he cultivated under the Sea God Pavilion elders by day and studied battle armor drawings by night, occasionally visiting the Blacksmith Association to hammer out some metal and earn points. His days could hardly have been fuller.

But today, he had something more important to do.

He was going to break through the Golden Dragon King's fourth seal.

Tang Wulin sat cross-legged in the cultivation room, golden light flowing around him as the Golden Dragon King bloodline boiled and roared within his body. His spiritual power surged like a tide into the depths of his Sea of Consciousness, where eighteen golden seals stood solemnly. The fourth was already covered in cracks, teetering on the verge of collapse.

"Break!"

Tang Wulin gave a low shout. His spiritual power and bloodline power struck the seal at the same time. With a thunderous crash, the fourth seal shattered, and a vast surge of the Golden Dragon King's power flooded his limbs and every part of his body.

His soul power climbed steadily. At the same time, a second Blood Essence Soul Ring quietly emerged, its flowing golden radiance deeper and denser than the first.

Golden Dragon Tyrant Body.

Tang Wulin opened his eyes and felt the power surging through him. The skill's effect was simple and brutal.

Once activated, it granted a tyrant body state, making him largely immune to control effects while enhancing his defense and recovery. Combined with Teleportation and Invincible Golden Body, it practically turned him into a cockroach that refused to die.

He clenched his fists, estimating that his strength had now surpassed eighty thousand jin.

He had no plans to test it just yet, however, because there was something more important to do: pick up his parents.

That was right. Tang Ziran and Lang Yue were coming.

Tang Wulin had never forgotten his promise. Over the past few months, after establishing himself in Shrek City, he had saved two million federal coins and gritted his teeth to buy a home.

He had to admit that housing prices in Shrek City were outrageously high. Two million only bought a moderately sized home, but it was enough for their family of three.

A few days earlier, he had called Aolai City on a Soul Guidance Phone. His parents said they had already set out and should arrive today.

Tang Wulin tidied himself up and headed straight for the Soul Guidance Station.

Shrek City's Soul Guidance Station was one of the most advanced transportation hubs on the continent. Its lofty dome soared overhead, dazzling Soul Guidance Screens continuously scrolled train information, and streams of people wove through the station.

Tang Wulin stood at the exit, watching the surging crowd, and felt strangely nervous.