Chapter 284 - Master Craftsman (2/2)

To succeed at spirit refining, a blacksmith needed conviction, and it was only because he possessed such firm conviction that he succeeded. The first spirit refining was the most important to a blacksmith. Subsequent attempts would proceed much more smoothly.

Of course, Tang Wulin didn't dare attempt it again before he obtained his third soul ring. The danger of having an insufficient cultivation base was terrifying. It was just like Gu Yue said; he couldn't count on his luck. If he had overdrafted any more of his energy and the damage had been irrecoverable, failing the trial would be the least of his troubles.

However, succeeding at spirit refining meant he had ascended to the level of a Master Craftsman.

Tang Wulin overflowed with pride. He was a thirteen-year-old Master Craftsman, the youngest in history to accomplish spirit refining. He had set a heaven-defying record.

He was certain no one but him could accomplish such a feat.

The four chased after Zhuo s.h.i.+ through the campus until he finally slowed as someone came into view.

It was a person they were all extremely familiar with.

He kneeled with his back straight and proper, long blue hair cascading over his shoulders and making for a picturesque scene.

Tang Wulin yelped in surprise and rushed over to his teacher's side. “Teacher Wu?”

Indeed, it was their teacher, the white-robed man who carried a blue sword, cold as the frozen heavens, Wu Zhangkong.

At the sound of Tang Wulin's voice, Wu Zhangkong raised his head. He watched as his four students sprinted toward him, Shen Yi and the mountain-like Zhuo s.h.i.+ trailing behind.

When his gaze fell on Zhuo s.h.i.+, trembles gripped his form. His icy face thawed to reveal a tumult of emotions warring within him.

Before his students even reached him, he turned to Zhuo s.h.i.+ and kowtowed, his head dropping to the ground.

Once close to Wu Zhangkong's side, his four students stood behind him with thumping hearts as the witnessed this shocking scene. Tang Wulin kneeled down next to Wu Zhangkong, paying respects to Zhuo s.h.i.+ as well. He may not be aware of the circ.u.mstances surrounding his teacher and Zhuo s.h.i.+, but he was smart enough to know what he should do.

At his example, Xie Xie, Xu Xiaoyan quickly got on their knees, leaving Gu Yue standing behind Tang Wulin. Rather than kneel, she sat down beside Tang Wulin.

Zhuo s.h.i.+ faltered mid-step. He no longer approached with the ferocity of a dragon, but his expression kept its stiffness. A few steps later and he was right before Wu Zhangkong.

“Stand up.”

“Thank you, Teacher.” Wu Zhangkong met his gaze, surprise coloring his eyes.

“I'm not your teacher. I don't have a disciple as troublesome as you,” Zhuo s.h.i.+ coldly said.

Wu Zhangkong hung his head in silence, though something unexpected happened in the next instant.

“These granddisciples though, I'll recognize them.”

Wu Zhangkong's eyes popped wide and he kowtowed once more. “Thank you, Teacher.” He understood his teacher better than anyone else. Zhuo s.h.i.+ was stubborn, strict, and uncompromising. Although he did not explicitly state he forgave Wu Zhangkong, he did not rule out the possibility either.

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