Spring goes and autumn comes, autumn goes and spring comes again, two and a half years have passed!
Aolai City remains the same Aolai City, but the people within have experienced new growth.
Mangtian Forging Studio.
"Bang!"
Lin Xuan struck the purple-blue gold with his hammer, his movements fluid and graceful, a world apart from his earlier work!
As his last hammer fell, the purple-blue gold on the platform radiated an intense purple glow.
"Radiance overflowing! Thousand-Refined Second Grade!"
Mangtian nodded calmly, picking up his teacup and taking a small sip.
So what if he's only a nine-year-old with a Thousand-Refined Second Grade?
This is truly incredible!
He'd lived most of his life and never heard of such a thing…
Mangtian's fingers, gripping the teacup, turned white as he gulped down mouthful after mouthful of empty air.
He even wondered if he'd saved Lady Luck in his past life, managing to recruit two forging geniuses, each more terrifying than the last!
Two years ago, Lin Xuan was just an ordinary person, but his progress over the past two years has been astonishing.
Mang Tian had seen geniuses before, but he swore he'd never seen anything like Lin Xuan.
Tang Wulin was the kind of genius who progressed rapidly, but Lin Xuan wasn't.
Lin Xuan improved little by little, a visible improvement, not much, but each step yielded results.
No one in the world can guarantee success every time! This kind of steady progress is the most terrifying, and Lin Xuan's steady progress even sent chills down Mang Tian's spine.
At first, Mang Tian even suspected that Lin Xuan had been possessed by some old monster, but he carefully observed Lin Xuan's routine: school, exercise, and training – a simple three-point line.
The only odd thing was the kid's training method: 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100 squats, and a 10-kilometer run every day.
Despite using such common training methods, Lin Xuan's physical strength improved by leaps and bounds, surpassing even the naturally strong Tang Wulin.
It was truly astonishing!
Mang Tian had secretly followed along and done push-ups for half a year, only to find it largely ineffective; this kid was simply different!
"Done! 100,000 in hand."
Lin Xuan carefully put away the forged parts. The difference between a hundred-fold forging and a thousand-fold forging was enormous; a thousand-fold forging material was worth at least 100,000.
Although Mang Tian had taken on the task, a mere sixth-level blacksmith like him wouldn't stoop to competing with him for profit.
"Xiao Xuan, did your school give you the recommendation letters?"
Mang Tian asked, looking at Lin Xuan who was approaching.
His two little disciples would be graduating in the fall. He wasn't worried about Lin Xuan's cultivation talent, but Tang Wulin was a bit lacking.
"The principal told me to pick them up after the graduation ceremony next month. As for Wulin, he should be around level ten by now."
Lin Xuan sat down next to Mang Tian and skillfully poured himself a cup of tea.
A year ago, Lin Xuan had already requested to study at home.
If it weren't for the Federation's safety regulations prohibiting skipping grades in the initial academy's Soul Master class, he would have already reported to the East Sea Academy.
"That's good! Xiao Xuan, what level are you now?"
Mang Tian looked at Lin Xuan curiously. This kid hadn't revealed his Soul Power level since last year.
"Level nineteen!"
Lin Xuan took a sip of tea and said calmly.
In two years, he had finally managed to level up that ridiculously easy meditation method to over level twenty, which then provided him with a cultivation boost of up to 2%.
Mang Tian nodded, not surprised at all. A year ago, Lin Xuan was already level fifteen. Four levels in a year was a bit fast, but still reasonable.
"This is Wu Lin's reward for this month. You can give it to him later."
Mang Tian handed a small stack of Federation coins to Lin Xuan, then looked at him with a mysterious smile.
"I've already taken care of the thing you asked me to do before."
Mang Tian placed a yellow card face down on the table and slid it slightly in front of Lin Xuan.
"Thank you, teacher!"
Lin Xuan's face lit up with joy upon hearing this, and he quickly accepted the card.
The yellow card was made of some unknown material, with a smooth and delicate feel. It was also decorated with some ancient animal patterns, making it quite exquisite. But what excited Lin Xuan even more were the large characters in the center of the card:
"Elementary Spirit Ascension Platform!"
This was the entrance ticket to the Elementary Spirit Ascension Platform of the East Sea Spirit Transmission Tower!
The price for entering the initial stage of the Spirit Ascension Platform is 500,000, but the admission slots are even more precious.
There are only 1,000 admission slots per month for each initial stage, and ordinary people, even with money, can't buy them without connections.
Lin Xuan spent a whole year forging iron after his first thousand forgings to save up enough money to ask Mang Tian to get him a ticket.
"Hmm! Good that it helps you."
Mang Tian waved his hand, feeling a little gratified.
With Lin Xuan, only at times like this did Mang Tian feel a sense of accomplishment as his master. Normally, Lin Xuan could practice on his own, and he didn't need to worry about him at all.
At Red Mountain Academy, as soon as the school bell rang, students rushed out like a flood.
In the crowd, Lin Xuan immediately spotted the rather prominent Tang Wulin.
"Brother Xuan! What brings you here?"
Tang Wulin walked over, scratching his head.
"I'm here to pick up Na'er! Oh, and this is your payment for this month."
Lin Xuan handed the money to Tang Wulin and then asked.
"Wu Lin, have you broken through to level ten in soul power?"
"Thank you, Brother Xuan!"
"As for soul power, I just broke through yesterday."
Tang Wu Lin smiled as he said this.
Three years had passed, and he was finally about to become a true Soul Master.
"Wait a minute! Brother Xuan, how come you have so much more money this month!"
Tang Wu Lin counted his money and then suddenly exclaimed in surprise.
"The extra 40,000 is a loan from me."
"The lowest-level white soul spirit costs 70,000, and 30,000 is only obtained through a lucky draw, and most of those are incomplete soul spirits."
Lin Xuan explained.
Putting aside Tang Wu Lin's protagonist status, he had gained Lin Xuan's approval over the past three years, and 40,000 was not much for him now.
After Tang Wu Lin reached the Thousand Refinement level, he could easily earn this amount of money himself, so it was better to do him a favor by delivering water now.
"Brother Xuan, thank you! You're so good to me!" "I..."
Tang Wulin's eyes welled up with tears as he took two steps forward, wanting to give Lin Xuan a loving hug.
"Stop, stop, stop! Men shouldn't touch each other!"
Lin Xuan quickly stepped back, stopping Tang Wulin's movement.
"Brother Xuan! You really are..."
Tang Wulin's tears welled up in his eyes, but he forced them back.
He remembered that Na'er had done the same thing before!
We've got the emotions all there, Brother Xuan, how can you be so biased!
"Brother, what brings you here!"
Just then, an excited voice came, and a purple figure rushed towards Lin Xuan like the wind.
Na'er wrapped her arms around Lin Xuan's neck and her legs around his waist, clinging to him like a little koala.
"I came to pick you up!"
Lin Xuan smiled and patted Na'er's head, then waved goodbye to Tang Wulin before turning to leave.
"Rua~ Brother, Na'er wants a kiss!"
"Hehe, this side too!"
Tang Wulin watched the two leave, playfully bickering all the way, his gaze filled with resentment.
He suddenly remembered a phrase his mother, Lang Yue, often said to Tang Ziran:
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