Chapter 485 - The Rising Sun of the West Mountain (2/2)

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Tang Wulin, famished as he was, decided to curb his hunger at the noodle shop Xu Luzhi had recommended. According to his teammate, the noodles were absolutely divine, especially the ones lathered with a thick meat sauce.

He recalled the conflict between Yuanen Yehui and Xie Xie earlier. As soon as he had awakened from breaking the fourth seal, his feet brought him to the site of all the commotion. When he had stopped Yuanen Yehui’s flying punch, he felt the power coursing within him. His blood essence had surged through his body like a dense river. Although it had cost him four unbelievably expensive spirit items to break the fourth seal, he could tell by his astronomical increase in strength that they were well worth the price.

But on this exact moment, Tang Wulin hungered. It clawed at him. The energy of the Golden Dragon King, rather than grant him relief from this, only stoked his hunger. He could tell that his meridian channels had grown wider following the breaking of the fourth seal. All the more reason for more nutrients to fill the new space.

Tang Wulin’s soul power had grown denser as well. As it condensed, the space it occupied in his dantian had shrunk, allowing him additional space to do as he willed. In light of this, he concluded that he needed to redouble his efforts. At his current cultivation speed, he feared he might not gain his fourth ring by the time he turned fifteen. Improving the speed of his cultivation was a must, for he couldn’t become a sixth-rank blacksmith until he had the foundation of a Soul Ancestor. All he could do was work even harder.

After devouring ten bowls, Tang Wulin stretched his body, his mind wandering back to Xie Xie and Yuanen Yehui. He couldn’t help but crack a smile. Those two really do have an affinity with each other. Well, whatever. I’ll just let them sort things out themselves.

Although Xie Xie’s luck was horrible, he still had many avenues he could use to settle the problem. Tang Wulin was confident the two would turn out just fine given enough time and space.

Tang Wulin took out his communicator and called Wu Zhangkong.

“Are you back?” Wu Zhangkong answered the call in his usual cold voice. Tang Wulin felt himself relax.

“Yes, I’ve returned to campus. Teacher Wu, when should I visit you in the inner court?” Tang Wulin asked. His vacation was already halfway done, but he still had much to do.

“You can come right now. Just head to the inner court and I’ll be there to receive you.”

“Okay.”

After quickly paying his bill, Tang Wulin did just that. Eager he was to test his limits now that his his blood essence had strengthened and he had gained a second blood essence soul ring. Hopefully the ring granted him a ranged ability.

Standing by the gates to the inner court, Tang Wulin heard only the occasional gentle breeze and his own thoughts. The gates were open, revealing a crooked path leading inward. Not a single person stood guard. It appeared easy for anyone to just waltz right in, but Tang Wulin knew that it was anything but so. Shrek Academy was a holy site for soul masters and a den of dragons for enemies.

I wonder if Big Sis Mo Lan is awake yet? The Holy Spirit Douluo really is amazing at healing! When will I be as strong as her? His thoughts lay with the Holy Spirit Douluo’s powerful soul rings. The sight of six black and three red rings had sent tremors down to the depths of his heart. He was still an insignificant boy when compared to her, a person who stood at the peak.

He felt his heart calm, his mind relax with every step farther down the crooked path.A gentle breeze weaved through the trees, a clean scent refreshing his mind. His clothes soon began to stick to his skin. He was nearing Sea God’s Lake. He walked past several sculptures, the legendary Shrek Seven Monsters of ages past, and rounded the curve onto the lakeside.

The lake glittered under the sun, the waters clear to the bottom. A few aquatic plants sprouted from the wet dirt, breathing life into the lake.

Just as Tang Wulin was about to make a call to Wu Zhangkong, his eyes caught the figure of a boat embarking from Sea God’s Island. The boat slowly floated toward the shore, an impassive Wu Zhangkong at its bow. He was dressed in his usual white robes with his hands folded behind him. A light breeze picked up the ends of his robe and hair. A mystical ascetic.

Damn! Teacher Wu is handsome! Those white robes look so cool! Tang Wulin stared, entranced. I need to get a set of white robes in the future too! I’ll get some as soon as I graduate!

The boat slid up to the shore right in front of Tang Wulin. “Get on,” Wu Zhangkong said.

Once both of his feet were on the boat, Wu Zhangkong urged it to float back to the island with a wave of soul power.

“I heard about what happened on the train. You met an evil soul master?” Wu Zhangkong asked.

“Yes.”

“They’re sinister people. You can’t compare them to ordinary soul masters at all. If you meet one in the future, be on full alert. So that you’re aware, you’ve been marked by their organization. Don’t leave campus for any light reason, and if you do, tell me first.”

Tang Wulin nodded. “Teacher Wu, mark my words. One day I’ll be strong enough that I won’t fear the evil soul masters ever again!” A fire lit in his heart at the mention of them. He wouldn’t forgive those bastards who treated life as lightly as grass!

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