The Legend of the Dragon King

Tang Wulin smiled bitterly and said, “It’s also been a long time since I’ve last met my teacher. I’m sorry, President Yao, there’s something I have to do, that’s why I can’t stay too long. I’ll talk more with you the next time I come.”

Yao Ling said with a regretful expression, “That’s too bad. I wanted to talk more with you. I’ve seen your Soul Refinement just now. I admire the thought you’ve put into it. You’ve even surpassed me in some of the minute details. There’s still something I want to discuss with you. Can you give these two completed products to me? I won’t change the mission’s price. I’ll make two other Soul Refined metals as requested by the buyer.”

Tang Wulin was shocked hearing the request. It was obvious that Yao Ling wanted to keep the two Soul Refined products to research. He did not mind that. This only showed another blacksmith’s appreciation for his talent and was not a bad thing.

“No problem. I hope that it’ll be of some help to you.”

Yao Ling nodded with satisfaction. He left in a hurry after exchanging contact information with Tang Wulin.

Although Yao Ling and Mu Chen were both Saint Craftsman, as Mingdu branch’s president his position in the Blacksmith’s Association could be described as being a subordinate to one person while ruling over thousands. If Zhen Hua was not around, he would be the person in charge of the Blacksmith’s Association. He was only a small step away from becoming a Divine Craftsman.

If he was willing to meet a blacksmith over a Soul Refined product with his identity, Tang Wulin’s Soul Refined product’s impact on him was imaginable.

The arrival of any Saint Craftsman would be a huge affair for the association. After the staff confirmed Tang Wulin’s Saint Craftsman identity, they had sent his products to Yao Ling at the very first moment. Yao Ling was not overly shocked when he heard that a Saint Craftsman had come. After all, as the biggest city on the continent, Mingdu City would occasionally be visited by Saint Craftsman. However, he was greatly shocked when he saw Tang Wulin’s product.

As an experienced Saint Craftsman, he had exceptional senses towards metals. His first impression was that this product was very well made. Other aspects aside, the meaning it contained alone had surpassed the majority of Saint Craftsman.

The method of the forging was still relatively jerky in his opinion, but the understanding of the metal, especially during the process of giving life and wisdom to it through Soul Refinement, and this metal’s vitality was clearly greater than most Saint Craftsman. It was not much inferior even compared to him. This was already the trademark of a rank-8 Saint Craftsman! More importantly, the method used to give life to the metal differed from the method he usually used. This was even rarer.

Thus, Yao Ling had rushed over at the first moment. He wanted to see which Saint Craftsman had such skills. More importantly, this piece of Soul Refined metal had triggered something in his long-stagnant bottleneck. He faintly felt that he was about to grasp the path of a Divine Craftsman just by looking at it.

Transitioning from being a Saint Craftsman to a Divine Craftsman was as difficult as a soul beast surviving the fierce beast divine punishment which came once every hundred thousand years, if not more.

Spirit Refinement was giving life to the metal. Soul Refinement was giving it a soul and innate low-level intelligence. A Divine Craftsman’s Heaven Refinement was evolving the life and intelligence. Its intelligence would evolve to a point where it was not inferior to a human’s. If such intelligence was to be paired with absolute loyalty, the effects were imaginable.

Why were four-word battle armors so powerful? It was because of the four-word armor’s self-adjusting and perfecting properties. Its overall strength was equivalent to that of another host.

A Limit Douluo’s four-word battle armor was practically a clone of oneself.

There was no doubt that the most powerful mecha in the world was Zhen Hua’s. However, red mechas were not rare as many great forces had them. They were all divine mechas, but what made Zhen Hua’s mecha the strongest? This was because he had spent many mental and physical efforts while building his mecha with Heaven Refinement. That was no longer a simple mecha, it could even be regarded as his life’s protector.

Yao Ling had been at the level of a rank-8 Saint Craftsman for many years now. There was nothing more important than promoting himself to the rank of a Divine Craftsman for him.

That was why he hastily rushed to look for Tang Wulin. Firstly, he wanted to see if they could have a deep conversation. Secondly, he had hoped that Tang Wulin would agree to him taking away these two products.

A huge sum was added to the figures on his account. When Tang Wulin left the Blacksmith’s Association his face had a natural smile to it.

Maybe it was because the experience of earning money to buy spirit souls when he was young was too bitter, but he never was able to change his avaricious nature.

It was already very dark outside. Tang Wulin did not immediately return to where he stayed. Instead, he looked around for something to eat.

His soul communicator rang at this very moment. Tang Wulin checked the number. It was from Tang Sect’s Mingdu branch’s person in charge, Ji Qi.

He picked up the call. “Ji Qi?”

“Yes, I’ve contacted a member of parliament, Mo Lan. After I conveyed your message, she’s agreed to meet. Tomorrow noon, at a café near the parliament.”

“Okay, give me the address.”

He ended the call. Tang Wulin could not help but feel as if a generation had passed.

If he correctly arranged the chronology, he and Mo Lan had not parted ways for that long. It had only been a few years. However, these few years felt like an eternity to him. They had experienced too many things. It could even be said that every incident had a profound effect on them.

Tang Wulin sighed softly. ‘I hope that Sister Mo Lan is still doing well.’

He paid the bill and walked out of the restaurant. He took a leisurely walk on Mingdu City’s streets.

Mingdu City was already the greatest city on the continent. However, due to the speedy development of the interior of the city, especially the central part was already overpopulated. The various buildings were seemingly built right next to each other. The city seemed crowded. Tall skyscrapers could be seen everywhere. Although it was currently night time, the lights made it as bright as day.

The people who were tired from work during the day now walked the streets with more relaxed emotions. Drunk young men and women having their arms around the other’s shoulder were a common sight. Some of them even shouted a couple of times as if they were venting their exhaustion from the day’s work.

As he walked on the streets, Tang Wulin felt as if it would be difficult for him to blend into this world of steel. He could not help but reminisce about his life in Shrek Academy all those years ago.

In the end, he still liked the purity of the academy rather than the mutual scheming society. Sadly, the academy was no more. He missed the studious atmosphere of the academy! Even fighting with Wu Siduo and the others now seemed wonderful to him.

The Godkiller Armageddon had blasted everything he knew to bits. He could still clearly see Wu Siduo expressing her love towards him during Sea God’s Fate Date Festival. However, everything had disappeared with time. Wu Siduo was no longer around. His fellow schoolmates were all killed during that great explosion.

Holy Spirit Cult!

Tang Wulin subconsciously clenched his fists. He never hated anything as badly as he hated the Holy Spirit Cult. This was no longer a personal grudge, it was Shrek Academy’s or even the entire human race’s grudge.

He could see from the Holy Spirit Cult’s ambush on the Blood God Army that their objective was to annihilate the entire human race! They were even willing to release the abyssal plane.

He continued his walk but his shoulders suddenly shook. Tang Wulin was slightly stunned. He instinctively looked up. He had been so lost in his thoughts that he had unknowingly bumped into someone on this street.

The person was clearly not sober either. With just a bump, the person fell sideways.

Tang Wulin reached out with a hand and grabbed the person. He pulled her to her feet as a dense odor of liquor filled his nostrils. The mixture of it with a woman’s smell was not pleasant. However, it was very seductive.

Tang Wulin slightly frowned. He looked at the lady who was now leaning against him. Her eyes clearly seemed lost. It seemed as if she was looking at him with a blurred vision. She said with the drunken look, “What…what’re you doing? Get off me!”

She started pushing against Tang Wulin’s chest as she talked.

Tang Wulin supported her so that she would not fall. “Be careful.” After he said that, he let go of her and prepared to leave.

He was not a fan of the odor of liquor, especially the dense odor on this lady’s body. Liquor was a very unfamiliar existence to Tang Wulin. However, he knew that alcohol could numb one’s senses. A lady who had drunk so much was undoubtedly unsafe. There were many who had impure intentions.

Although he barely caught a glimpse of her, he could see that the lady just now was beautiful, and a very attractive one at that. She had a very nice body as well. She wore a singlet and a denim mini skirt. Her fair, slender, and straight legs were exposed. She wore high-heels and her long hair were tied back in a simple ponytail. Her complexion was blushed and she wore thick makeup with a blue eye shadow. However, it did not seem like she wore too much rouge and powder. This might be because she used higher-grade cosmetic products.