Chapter 9: Next Stop, Eastsea City!

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"Na'er..."

The next morning, Tang Wulin woke up and saw that the bed beside him was empty. He felt a pang of sadness.

Na'er had really left.

The only thing she left behind was a letter on the bed and a silver gemstone necklace.

"Wulin Brother, Mom and Dad..."

"When you see this letter, I will have already left..."

"You will keep your promise and miss Na'er, right? Don't forget me. Wait for me to find you, Wulin Brother."

"..."

Looking at the contents of the letter in his hand, even though he had expected this to happen, Tang Wulin's expression couldn't help but fall.

Na'er, the little girl who called him Wulin Brother, had just left.

"Shrek Academy, huh..."

"I will find you, Na'er."

Putting the necklace in his hand around his neck, Tang Wulin muttered.

According to the timeline, when he was twelve years old and went to Shrek, he would meet Na'er again. Three years, only three years.

"Na'er, my strength won't fall behind yours."

"I will protect you."

... ...

Na'er had left. Not only was Tang Wulin sad, but as her parents, Tang Ziran and Lang Yue were also feeling down.

In their hearts, the little girl who was both their daughter and their potential daughter-in-law had long become a member of their family. Her sudden departure not only made Lang Yue cry nonstop, but Tang Ziran couldn't help but feel sad as well.

Originally, it was a very good thing that his son was going to the Intermediate Soul Master Academy. Who would have thought that something like this would happen...

"Wife, don't cry..."

"Since Na'er was taken away by her family, she will definitely receive better care. No one will care more about her than her family."

"As for whether or not they will meet, Wulin's talent is so strong, he will definitely be able to find her in the future! Didn't you say before that Na'er is Wulin's daughter-in-law? Maybe it will really happen in the future..."

Tang Ziran stepped forward to hug Lang Yue and hurriedly said.

However, he himself knew that what he said was just comforting words. After all, the Douluo Continent was so big. Who knew where Na'er's home was?

If he wanted to find her, it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack.

But what if...

"Wulin's Martial Soul is the Blue Silver Emperor, his innate Soul Power is full, he can absorb the Life Soul Ring, and he can reach level 20 at the age of nine. What can't he do!"

"He was able to bring Na'er back once, so he can do it a second time!"

Facing his wife, he looked confident and said seriously.

"I will."

Tang Wulin nodded, clenched his fists, and replied.

"Mom and Dad, I'm going to prepare for my trip to Eastsea City."

"By the way, I'm going to go forging for a while."

After saying this, he didn't stay here any longer. Instead, he left the room and ran towards the Mongoose Workshop.

"Ziran."

"We should also provide Wulin with better resources."

... ...

"Wulin, you're here."

In the forging workshop, Mongoose looked at the boy in front of him. His fierce face carried a smile as he welcomed him.

"This is your last time here."

"I can't help but feel emotional."

If he was amazed by him before, now he really had to admit defeat.

A nine-year-old Great Soul Master, a level 23 Great Soul Master, was countless times stronger than him, a Soul Master in his forties.

If it was just that, it would be fine... The key was that this kid's forging talent could be described as peerless!

It was nothing to forge a hundred times in one go the first time. Now, after only three years of entering the path of forging, he had already entered the fourth level of the forging master ranks. He had already forged thousands of different types of metal materials.

And the so-called thousand forgings meant that by striking a thousand times, one could achieve the effect of refining the metal. Of course, for Tang Wulin, who possessed the bloodline of the Golden Dragon King, it was obviously impossible to spend so much time.

If his strength hadn't reached the Soul Venerable realm for the time being, Spirit Forging would have been a piece of cake for him.

"Yes, Uncle Mongoose, I'm going to the Intermediate Academy in Eastsea City next. Of course, I won't give up forging."

"After breaking through to Soul Venerable, I'll try Spirit Forging."

Tang Wulin adjusted his state, smiled, and said.

"Alright."

"I believe that you can definitely do it. A level five forging master is not difficult for you."

Mongoose lightly replied and smiled when he heard this.

"Take your forging hammer, pack your things, and go to Eastsea City."

"When you get there, go find the president of the Forging Master Association, Mu Chen. That kid's strength and ability are much stronger than mine. You can learn better things from him."

"I also have a workshop there. You can usually do your forging work there. The key is here."

"Whenever you have time, you are welcome to come to Aolai City to play with me."

As Mongoose spoke, he also took out a key from his soul tool and handed it to him. His face was full of anticipation.

He had a solitary personality and had never taken in a disciple in his life. Tang Wulin was the first and only person he had taught who could barely be considered a student.

Although they didn't have the title of master and disciple, he had indeed taught him everything he had learned in his life.

"Be sure to ask Mu Chen for more advice. You can even become his disciple."

"As an eighth-rank Saint Craftsman, he is much stronger than me."

Mongoose said earnestly.

If it was just the first four levels, which were just a hundred forgings and a thousand forgings, he could teach them very well. However, when it came to the fifth level...

He had never been able to break through the seventh level in his life, but he was completely inferior to that eighth-rank Saint Craftsman old friend. He had to admit this.

"I understand."

"Thank you, Uncle Mongoose."

Tang Wulin casually lifted two hammers that weighed several thousand jin each, bowed, and said respectfully.

He was very grateful that the other party was willing to bring him, an outsider with only a little talent and strength, into the profession of a forging master.

Mongoose: "..."

"A nine-year-old level four forging master."

"The second Divine Craftsman of the entire Douluo Continent must have appeared under my witness."

Mongoose sighed with emotion. He only felt that he was in a particularly good mood and chuckled.

"It's just a pity that such a good student was given to that guy Mu Chen. It's really..."

"But only he, among the people I know, can cultivate the best Xiaowu."

Mongoose chuckled.

... ...

Early the next morning, after packing his bags, Tang Wulin, who was carrying his luggage, boarded the soul tool train to Eastsea City.

"Eastsea City Intermediate Academy..."

"Gu Yue, Xie Xie, Xu Xiaoyan, Teacher Wu Zhangkong, President Mu Chen, Mu Xi..."

"I'm coming."