The Tyrant Dragon’s influence extended far beyond Tang Wulin’s martial soul and new soul ring. It roused his blood essence to greater heights of power, creating waves of might that slammed into his fifth seal.
Tang Wulin grabbed the reins of his body quickly and pacified his blood essence. However, the damage was done. The fifth seal was looser than before. He didn’t need to ask Old Tang to know that the delicacies Mu Ye had been feeding him these last forty-nine days were treasures, treasures packed full of nutrition and provided the fuel needed to break the fifth seal at his discretion.
Now that he had four soul rings, Tang Wulin’s strength had skyrocketed. Especially since his bluesilver grass awakened once more!
In the past, Tang Wulin’s greatest power was his Golden Dragon King bloodline, especially when compared with his meek bluesilver grass. However, now that his bluesilver grass had evolved into the Bluesiilver Emperor, he had another potent weapon in his arsenal. If he were to face the herd of great white demon sharks again, he was confident that he could annihilate them completely.
With four soul rings, he also met the final qualification necessary to become a sixth-rank blacksmith. It also meant he had the strength necessary to become a one-word battle armor master.
The ten-thousand-year Tyrant Dragon spirit soul at his disposal, Tang Wulin could cultivate until seven rings without needing to find another spirit soul.
I finally did it! It’s going to be a lot harder to cultivate my soul power from now on, but I have to persevere. At least my martial soul awakened a second time. Plus, I should be able to cultivate as fast as the others now. I’m not even fifteen yet, so I’ve got plenty of time.
At his urging, strands of bluesilver grass swarmed out onto the sea and propped him up in the air.
“Teacher,” Tang Wulin said.
A smug smile formed on Mu Ye’s face. “You’ve finally experienced your second awakening. How do you feel?”
Tang Wulin beamed. “Great! That was the end of the training right? Am I free now?”
Mu Ye nodded. “For you, the hardest part is over. The next phase of training will be much easier.”
A crack appeared in Tang Wulin’s smile. “T-teacher, I’ve already been training for so many days. How about you give me a few days off?”
“Practice makes perfect. Slacking off won’t do you any good. You think resting will benefit you when you’re in the prime of your youth? Well, fine. I’ll let you have the rest of the night off. But that’s it.” In a blur, Mu Ye grabbed Tang Wulin and sped through the skies, their destination the ships.
The lustrous golden hue of the bluesilver grass faded as they flew and the grass withdrew into Tang Wulin’s body.
When Tang Wulin awoke from meditating the next morning, he was greeted with hints of sunshine peeking through the window. He rushed over to the balcony just in time to absorb the first light over
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