Heading to the Temple to Forge Divine Weapons

"Ugh ugh ugh--"

Eating is supposed to be a wonderful thing, but since Lin Luo finished breastfeeding, she has eaten very few normal meals.

My God, who have I offended?

After cleaning the "filth" out of his mouth, Lin Luo looked up and suddenly froze.

Qian Renxue's expression was gloomy, her fair face covered with food scraps, which were still slowly falling from her face onto the table.

Lin Luo stiffened, silently reaching out her small hand to pull a handkerchief from Qian Renxue's chest, then handing it to her.

He knew the exact location of his mother's belongings.

The key to patience!

A mother has to be patient; it's not always the child's fault. Qian Renxue took a deep breath and wiped her face with a handkerchief.

She glanced at Lin Luo with displeasure, then at the food, and asked in an unfriendly tone, "What's wrong? Why are you spewing that?"

After saying that, she also picked up her chopsticks and took a bite, adhering to the idea of verification.

"Puff!"

Lin Luo got sprayed in the face.

Having been humiliated twice, both inside and out, by this "filthy food," Lin Luo could not bear it and burst into tears.

Startled Qian Renxue quickly apologized and wiped his face, saying, "Baby, I'm sorry, Mommy couldn't help it..."

Who is this damn chef?! Is he some kind of reincarnation of the Salt King?!

Six days later.

The Crown Prince's bedroom.

Qian Renxue returned to the bedroom but couldn't find Lin Luo, so she asked Pufferfish, "Where's the child?"

Pufferfish: "She Long took him to the temple."

After saying that, the Pufferfish said in a low voice with a surprised and serious expression, "Young Master, I never expected that the young master is also proficient in forging."

"Ah?"

Qian Renxue was somewhat confused.

Doesn't she know whether Lin Luo knows forging techniques? The only time this kid has ever touched a hammer since birth was on his first birthday celebration.

After a moment's thought, she immediately said, "I will leave the palace incognito and go to the Holy Temple."

"Yes."

The Martial Soul Temple of Heaven Dou City is located near the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, presumably also a place for training Soul Master, so the distance between the two buildings is not far.

The Martial Soul Temple is fully equipped with everything Lin Luo needs, such as a forging area.

The area on the second basement level, in a dimly lit area.

The space was vast, filled with the aroma of burning charcoal, and black metal and ancient-style forging tables were everywhere.

Bibi Dong, Salas, She Long stood at a distance to the side, their eyes all looking towards the center of the arena.

There stood a child, about half a person's height, dragging a giant iron hammer that was completely disproportionate to his height.

Salas couldn't help but ask, "Young man... can you even swing that hammer? Should we call the best blacksmith in the temple to help him?"

He didn't know Lin Luo's identity yet, only that Bibi Dong and She Long were extremely humble and kind to the little boy, so he naturally followed suit with much more respect.

Bibi Dong shook her head, her face showing doubt but also trust, and said, "Ling Yuan said that Luo'er's punch reached over three thousand kilograms in the academy's entrance test."

She Long looked at Bibi Dong in shock and surprise.

What was shocking was the weight of Lin Luo's punch, and what was unexpected was that Ling Yuan had actually been placed in the Heaven Dou Imperial Academy by Bibi Dong.

Salas chuckled dryly, looking at Bibi Dong with surprise. "Your His Holiness the Pope, if I'm not mistaken, he's only just awakened his Martial Soul, isn't he?"

Bibi Dong didn't rush to respond, as if she was considering her words, and after a long while she finally spoke, "Salas, you must be very curious as to why I've suddenly taken charge of the Heaven Dou Temple, right?"

Salas immediately bowed his head. "Your Majesty has your reasons."

Bibi Dong smiled coolly, "I chose to tell you because you are the one I value most among the Platinum Bishop."

Salas was immediately flattered and knelt down on one knee.

Bibi Dong: "He is the great-grandson of the Great Enshrined."

"What?!"

Salas turned to look at Lin Luo in shock.

The four Platinum Bishop were aware of Qian Renxue's existence, but had been unaware of her whereabouts for many years. The sudden appearance of a great-grandson truly shocked them.

Bibi Dong didn't explain further. Knowing this, she naturally understood how Salas would treat Lin Luo in the future.

After dragging the hammer to the edge of the forging table, Lin Luo used the huge iron tongs to take the red-hot metal out of the forging furnace.

In fact, none of the three onlookers knew what Lin Luo was going to do. Bibi Dong was even a little annoyed because her identity made it inconvenient for her to leave. So she waited in the temple for many days before Lin Luo finally arrived.

As it turned out, this heartless grandson simply greeted her and then barged into the forging floor.

Goodness, it turns out it wasn't about getting Grandma to stick it on...

Bibi Dong also wanted to see if this little guy was just here to play around with iron, or if he really had something important to do.

The instant Lin Luo gripped the hammer again, an orange wing suddenly sprouted from his back.

Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes widened in surprise. She had seen these wings before, but to release just one at a time... Did the Twelve-Winged Angel Martial Soul even have such a capability?

Whether it was an illusion or not, the orange wing halo flickered, and Lin Luo immediately swung the giant iron hammer in his hand.

"Boom!"

Sparks flew as the hammer struck the red-hot metal.

The entire second basement level shook violently!

Watching Lin Luo effortlessly strike the metal with his hammer, Bibi Dong couldn't help but twitch her lips. "He probably didn't really like hammers when he chose them, did he?"

Only She Long understood this joke.

As Lin Luo hammered down, the red-hot metal instantly deformed. Lin Luo suddenly became like a focused forging fanatic, discarding the large hammer as soon as it was shaped and replacing it with a small hammer.

Qian Renxue arrived slowly.

Upon seeing the unfamiliar blonde woman, Salas immediately shouted, "Who are you?! This is a sacred place..."

He swallowed the rest of his words, because he saw Elder Pufferfish behind Qian Renxue.

Thinking of the six-year-old child's identity, and glancing at the blonde woman's stunning beauty, Salas suddenly realized something. He awkwardly slapped his own mouth, lowered his head, bowed, and silently retreated to the side.

However, the shock in my heart did not diminish in the slightest.

Why did so many unexpected important figures suddenly appear?

Seeing Lin Luo in the midst of the forging process, Qian Renxue shook her head slightly in shock. "Just what abilities has he awakened...?"

"That depends on who his father is."

Bibi Dong's words suddenly came, choking Qian Renxue so much that she shut her mouth instantly.

Indeed, Bibi Dong attributed all of Lin Luo's extraordinary abilities to her son-in-law, who had never shown himself.

Qian Renxue quickly changed the subject. "These orange wings, do they represent forging ability or... power?"

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong looked at her in confusion. "What?"

Qian Renxue immediately explained Lin Luo's green wings to Bibi Dong.

After hearing this, Bibi Dong and the others blinked in surprise, while Salas lowered his head in even greater shock.

Because he heard some incredible information.

Twelve-Winged Angel...

Your Excellencies, is it really appropriate for you to discuss these things in front of a lowly subordinate like me?

What if something happens to this young master one day? Wouldn't I be the first person suspected?

Salas had heard of the name "Lin Luo" before—the adopted son of the Crown Prince, the newly appointed heir apparent—but he never imagined it was this very child before him.