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3k3y1 – Mu Chen Arrives

Tang Wulin knitted his brows. The issue of what to do about Xie Xie and Xu Xiaoyan had plagued him ever since he saw Xu Xiaoyan’s anxious face.

In their mecha making groups, the most influencial people were those skilled in their professions or were strong. Neither Xie Xie nor Xu Xiaoyan were particularly outstanding in these two aspects, especially in their professions. Both were still only at the first rank, the bottom of the ladder.

“How about we ask the teachers to move them to our group?” Gu Yue asked.

Tang Wulin shook his head. “When I first found out my martial soul was bluesilver grass, I was broken-hearted. At that time, I had even lost hope that I could ever become a soul master. Afterward, my first spirit soul turned out to be defective, and I truly considered giving up then. But I pushed on, taking one step forward at a time. I always strove to improve myself and never gave in to laziness. If I did, I was sure I would fall behind the rest of you and I would never be able to catch up. Sometimes, setbacks aren’t necessarily a bad thing. It can serve as pressure to make someone work harder. We can subtly help them, but we can’t do too much. Besides, our group is made of the four members on the class council, so we’re stronger than other groups. If we added anyone else to our group, the other students would be discontent.”

Gu Yue mulled over his words. “That makes sense. Xie Xie and Xu Xiaoyan are both from large clans and have been spoiled since childhood without ever facing any real setbacks. So, they’ve never been able to put in as much effort as you do and can’t display their full potential. Some stress will be good for them. Let’s do as you say then.”

“If it becomes necessary, we’ll step in and help them,” Tang Wulin said. “Xie Xie is a mecha maker and Xu Xiaoyan is a designer. Xie Xie needs to become stronger, so you don’t have to worry about him so much. I’m confident he’ll be able to pull through. As for Xiaoyan, you can help her improve as a designer. Oh right, when did you become a fourth-rank designer? You’re amazing!”

Gu Yue rolled her eyes at him. “Are you complimenting me, or yourself? Don’t forget, you’re already a fifth-rank blacksmith. It’s easier for designers to progress in rank than blacksmiths too. My spiritual power is really high, so I have a large advantage when it comes to designing. Xiaoyan’s spiritual power is nearing five hundred points, so that shouldn’t be a problem for her. It’s only a matter of time for her to increase her rank now.”

Now they needed toe obtain heavy silver and magic silver. Fortunately, Tang Wulin had some in stock.

Beep beep beep!

Tang Wulin’s soul communicator rang.

A smile formed on his lips when he saw the number.


“Mn. I’m at Shrek City now. When can you come out?” It was Mu Chen who called him.

“Okay. I don’t have class in the afternoon. Where are you staying?” Tang Wulin asked.

Mu Chen told Tang Wulin an address in the outer city.

“Gu Yue, I need to go out for a bit after we finish eating. I won’t be on campus in the afternoon, so if you need anything, just call me.”

“Okay.” Gu Yue didn’t pry any further and readily agreed.

As usual, Tang Wulin ate an enormous lunch. It was a method for cultivation for him after all.

After eating, he left campus, hailed a taxi, and headed straight for the address Mu Chen gave him. Tang Wulin could hardly contain his joy that his teacher was here. Shrek Academy was a strange and unfamiliar place, yet his teacher had come for his sake!

Shrek City was truly gigantic. Even on a soul taxi, it took a bit more than an hour for him to reach his destination.

When Tang Wulin saw the sign hanging on the side of the building, he could hardly believe his eyes.

It was a shabby-looking three storey building. It wasn’t particularly large despite being located in the city center and facing the street. Most shocking of all, the building’s sign said ‘Blacksmith’s Association: Shrek Branch’!

The Blacksmith’s Association was a top-notch association that spanned the entire continent. Every single major city had an imposing Blacksmith’s Association branch. Even in Eastsea City, the branch had been a towering building that had left Tang Wulin awestruck the first time he laid eyes on it.

The branch before him shocked Tang Wulin as well, but that was due to how desolate it was.

This was Shrek City, the greatest city on the continent! It was unfathomable for such a majestic city to have a Blacksmith’s Association branch in such a wretched condition.

Tang Wulin entered the building and saw that the first floor looked about identical to the one in Eastsea City. The only difference was that this branch was smaller.

“Tang Wulin, over here.” Tang Wulin turned toward the familiar face, and was met with Mu Xi flashing a sweet smile while waving him over.

“Senior sister.” Tang Wulin’s eyes lit up as he hurried over to her.

His heart couldn’t help but warm at meeting an old friend in a foreign place.

Mu Xi’s expression instantly turned grim when he arrived and she pulled his ear. “You still remember this senior sister of yours? Why haven’t you called me even once since you’ve came to Shrek? Did you forget all about me?”

“Ow! Senior sister, please take it easy on me! My ear is going to rip!” Tang Wulin cried out, attracting the attention of the surrounding people.

Mu Xi’s face flushed red as she let go of his ear. “What are you screaming for? Come with me to see Dad.” She turned around and led Tang Wulin up a staircase on the side. With her back turned to Tang Wulin, he couldn’t see her grinning expression.

With only three floors, there naturally wasn’t a need for an elevator in the building. Soon, the two arrived at the third floor.

The moment they stepped foot on this floor, they could hear telltale metallic clanging of blacksmiths at work.

Mu Xi brought Tang WUlin to the deepest room, opened a sliding door, and ushered him in.

They were in an office about one hundred square meters in area. The furniture looked old and worn. Clearly, they were antiques.

Mu Chen beamed at Tang Wulin from behind his desk.

Tang Wulin quickly stepped forward and bowed. “Teacher.”

Mu Chen chuckled. “Take a seat. Little Xi, go pour a cup of water for Wulin.”

Mu Xi snorted, but still went to fetch a cup of water for Tang Wulin.

Tang Wulin accepted the cup and took a sip. He was surprised to discover that it was actually a cup of freshly squeezed orange juice—his favorite. It was clearly prepared a while ago. He turned to Mu Xi in astonishment but she only smirked at him before taking a seat at his side.

“Wulin, congratulations!” Mu Chen said.

“Teacher, I was just lucky that day. I don’t think I could succeed if I tried again right now.”

“How can it just be luck? It’s the fruit of your efforts. You were already a fourth-rank blacksmith three years ago, and since then, you’ve been polishing your skills every day, slowly preparing to spirit refine. Preparation is the key to success, and without your efforts, you wouldn’t have succeeded. If not for your lacking cultivation base, you would have become a fifth-rank blacksmith long ago. So, how far are you from rank 30?”

“I’m still at rank 28,” Tang Wulin answered. “But I’m very close to rank 29. I’m confident that I’ll reach rank 30 within two months.”

“Fantastic. Have you gotten used to life at Shrek yet?” Mu Chen asked.

“I’m doing well. There’s a lot of pressure though, so I can’t relax for even a moment.”

Mu Chen smiled. “That’s good. Pressure will strengthen you. I’m not worried with your perseverance and endurance. As long as you can continue increasing your soul power, you’ll definitely have the chance to become a Divine Blacksmith in the future. Just remember that you can never become complacent. Your number one priority right now is to increase your soul power. I have hopes that you’ll become a Saint Blacksmith before you turn twenty. If you do, then you might become a Divine Blacksmith by thirty.”

“Huh? Isn’t that too quick?” Tang Wulin had never expected his teacher to have such high hopes for him.

Mu Chen shook his head. “It’s not too fast. Everyone’s body reaches its peak in their twenties. For us blacksmiths, it becomes exponentially harder to attack the next rank once we reach our thirties. Mang Tian is the same way. He became a fifth-rank blacksmith in his forties, so it’s virtually impossible for him to ever become a Saint Blacksmith.

“Blacksmithing is a very energy demanding profession. Only with a strong body, abundant blood essence, and a clear mind can we hope to continue climbing to higher ranks. Later on, you’ll understand just how important your perception is. In a split-second, your perception could elevate you to the next level. From spirit refining and onward, your understanding of metal is just as important as your talent and luck. So, the faster you increase your rank, the higher your chances of becoming a Saint Blacksmith.”


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