Qing Linyun leaned against the wall of the training room, arms crossed, eyes half-closed, gazing listlessly at the distant scenery.
Tang Wulin should be arriving soon.
Ye Lingling's progress is quite fast, at the current rate.
I should be able to collect the complete set of Three-Word Battle Armor before breaking through level 80.
With a full set of Three-Word Battle Armor providing a 130% boost, his normal combat power will reach level 93 or 94. Coupled with the Golden Dragon King Bloodline, he could even challenge Demigod with Four-Word Battle Armor.
The door lock clicked.
Qing Linyun calmly glanced over and saw Tang Wulin rushing in, his face flushed from running, and a fine layer of sweat on his forehead.
"Master!"
Tang Wulin rushed up to him in three strides, his eyes shining like crazy, and his mouth practically stretched to his ears in a wide grin.
Qing Linyun raised an eyebrow.
"So happy, did you find Soul Bone?"
"Hehe, better than Soul Bone!"
Tang Wulin grinned, revealing a set of white teeth.
"Master, you don't know, my cultivation has been going exceptionally well these past few days. My control over the Blue Silver Grass is much stronger than before. Last night, I practiced alone in my dormitory until midnight, and the more I practiced, the better I felt."
'The more I practice, the better I feel. Could it be because I've stripped away the Golden Dragon King Bloodline and the Blue Silver Emperor Bloodline has emerged?'
Qing Linyun muttered to himself.
'You don't realize that I've completely stripped the Golden Dragon King Bloodline, and you're still gloating over it.'
Qing Linyun inwardly complained, but outwardly he simply nodded, his tone indifferent.
"Good, keep it up. What would you like to practice today?"
Tang Wulin scratched his head, his smile slowly fading. He stood there for two seconds, hesitating as if organizing his thoughts.
"Master, there's something I want to tell you."
Seeing that Tang Wulin's expression was off, Qing Linyun straightened up and looked at him curiously, wanting to see what he would say.
"Explain."
"That is,"
Tang Wulin raised his left hand and examined it from all angles.
"My left hand feels strange today, like there's something moving around inside it. At first, I thought it was a problem with my cultivation, but after circulating my energy around, it's fine."
He paused, then frowned.
"When I ran over just now, that energy came back, even more noticeable than before. It was like something was trying to burst out of my hands."
Qing Linyun's gaze fell on Tang Wulin's left hand.
He didn't speak immediately, but took a step forward and extended his hand.
"Give me your hand."
Tang Wulin extended his left hand.
Qing Linyun placed two fingers on his wrist and probed in with a wisp of Soul Power.
Then his brow furrowed.
The situation inside Tang Wulin's body was completely different from what he had expected.
After the Golden Dragon King Bloodline was extracted, Tang Wulin's meridians shouldn't contain such domineering power. Shouldn't they be like the gentle, smooth Soul Power fluctuations of the Blue Silver Emperor?
But now, within that void, there lurks an extremely domineering energy, cold, violent, and carrying an intense aura of slaughter.
This energy was unlike the vitality of Blue Silver Grass, nor was it like the rage of the Golden Dragon King that Qing Linyun had sensed before. Instead, it was an aura belonging to the Divine Realm, the aura of divine power.
High above, with the coldness of a law enforcer, like a sword hanging over one's head.
'The power of the Asura God Bloodline? This power has actually awakened within Tang Wulin's body?'
Qing Linyun's pupils contracted slightly.
He was shocked, but his hands didn't stop; he continued to probe inside.
That domineering energy seemed to sense the outside spying, and suddenly turned around, devouring his Soul Power.
In the blink of an eye, it devoured the small amount of Soul Power that Qing Linyun had probed in.
"Hiss."
Qing Linyun withdrew his hand, his fingertips feeling numb.
Tang Wulin was startled.
"What's wrong with Master?"
"It's nothing." Qing Linyun flicked his fingers. He had already made his judgment, and his expression had returned to normal, but the look in his eyes had changed.
"Circle your Soul Power and summon the Blue Silver Grass."
Although Tang Wulin didn't understand why, he still did as instructed.
Blue-purple blades of grass sprouted from the palm of his right hand, swaying gently.
The First Soul Ring was yellow, and it was a hundred years old. It was Qing Linyun who helped him ascend to that level.
The blades of grass stretched out in the air, exuding a vibrant vitality.
Qing Linyun stared at his right hand for two seconds, then looked up at his left hand.
Is that energy in your left hand?
Tang Wulin nodded. "Yes, it's right here, in bursts."
Clench your fist, then release it.
Tang Wulin did as instructed.
The moment he spread his five fingers, the suppressed, domineering energy suddenly exploded.
The temperature in the entire training room dropped instantly. The metal training targets hanging on the wall emitted a slight hum, as if they were afraid of something.
Tang Wulin groaned, and his right hand trembled violently. The leaves of the Blue Silver Grass shook wildly, shrinking into a ball as if it had encountered a natural enemy.
The next second, a blood-red light surged from his right palm.
Qing Linyun took a light half-step back, his eyes fixed on the ball of light.
After the light faded, a hammer appeared in Tang Wulin's right palm.
It wasn't a large hammer; it was only the size of a palm. The hammerhead was dark, and the shaft was covered with dense, blood-red patterns that seemed to be slowly wriggling, as if they were alive.
An intense, almost tangible aura of killing intent emanated from the hammer, causing the air in the entire training room to tremble.
Qing Linyun's breath hitched.
Clear Sky Hammer.
Moreover, it wasn't an ordinary Clear Sky Hammer. The blood-red demonic patterns on the hammer, and the Divine Realm aura that even he felt was threatening, he couldn't possibly be mistaken.
The aura of the Asura God.
'Goodness.'
Qing Linyun cursed inwardly.
'That old bastard Tang San just unlocked the Asura God Bloodline for Tang Wulin.'
After the Golden Dragon King Bloodline was extracted, Tang San not only didn't hold back, but instead directly activated the Second Martial Soul hidden within Tang Wulin's body.
Although Qing Linyun had anticipated this move, he still broke out in a cold sweat when he actually saw the hammer emerge.
This means that Tang San has completely awakened from his slumber and immediately noticed the theft of the Golden Dragon King Bloodline.
"Master, what, what is this?"
Tang Wulin's voice trembled.
He looked down at the small hammer in his hand, his expression a mixture of shock and bewilderment.
"How did this thing appear on my right hand? I only have Blue Silver Grass as my Martial Soul."
Qing Linyun did not answer immediately, but remained silent for a moment.
Tang San is truly amazing; he directly created a Second Martial Soul for Tang Wulin, and it's the Clear Sky Hammer, no less! And judging from the demonic runes on it, the Asura Domain should have come along as well.
Because in the few seconds it took him to speak, the crimson magic runes on the small hammer suddenly glowed brightly.
Tang Wulin suddenly arched his back.
"Ugh!"
A piercing scream escaped his throat.
His knees buckled, and he collapsed to his knees, his right hand bracing against the ground, the small hammer still pressed firmly against his palm.
The crimson lines, like vines, climbed up his wrist, past his elbow, over his upper arm, and all the way to his shoulder.
A terrifying energy surge erupted from Tang Wulin's body.
Qing Linyun felt the air in front of him suddenly push against him, and he subconsciously struck out with his palm, his Soul Power condensing into a barrier to block the shock wave.
When they looked again, Tang Wulin was lying on the ground, his body convulsing violently, a trickle of blood foam spilling from the corner of his mouth.
Soul Power is surging.
Qing Linyun's senses were incredibly sharp; he almost immediately determined the condition within Tang Wulin's body.
The domineering Soul Power of the Asura God was rampaging wildly, washing over Tang Wulin's meridians at an utterly unreasonable speed.
Tang Wulin's meridians were already empty because the Golden Dragon King Bloodline had been extracted. This domineering energy rushed in, forcibly widening his meridians wherever it passed.
The level 20 barrier was pierced like paper.
'Damn it Tang San, you're something else! You didn't even have any protective measures for him when he awakened his Martial Soul. What if you killed him?'
Qing Linyun cursed Tang San in his heart.