Douluo Continent: I, Tang Wulin, a Kamen Rider

Chapter 39 Mountain Hidden Flame, Forging Talent

Meanwhile, Cen Yue was relieved to see that Tang Wulin didn't mind, and then patted Tang Wulin on the shoulder again.

"Alright, I knew you wouldn't be angry with your uncle. In that case, why don't you have a good talk with your uncle and tell him how Mangtian usually treats you and whether he has ever bullied you?"

"If this guy dares to bully you, your uncle Xiang will beat him to a pulp! He actually hid a genius like you until now before releasing him, he deserves to die!"

Hearing Cen Yue's words, which were filled with dissatisfaction towards Mang Tian, ​​Tang Wulin's lips twitched.

It seems he put in a bit too much effort during today's evaluation?

But there was no way around it; with the Mystic Flame of the Mountain enchantment in his possession, he was truly at ease in the blacksmithing profession.

Skills were never a constraint on him; the only thing that could limit him was the upper limit of his own soul power.

For example, the next level above the first grade of a thousand-times-forged metal, the so-called spirit-forged metal.

With his current skills, he could easily forge it.

"You don't need to worry about Uncle Cen. My teacher is very good to me."

As Tang Wulin spoke, a look of reminiscence appeared in his eyes.

Yes, you should know that before his novel became a hit, apart from making money by singing and acting cute on live streams, his teacher Mang Tian lent him the most money.

Of course, he was mainly concerned about Tang Yin'er, but he was too embarrassed to ask her directly.

After all, he could ask his readers for money, but he couldn't actually ask Aunt Yin, who had watched him grow up, for it!
Tang Wulin is a man after all, so he still has some pride, okay!

Hearing Tang Wulin say this, the sour feeling in Cen Yue's eyes towards Mang Tian dissipated considerably.

"That guy Mang Tian, ​​if it weren't for the enormous debt he incurred while trying to break through to the sixth level of Fusion Forging, he'd probably be living a smooth-sailing life right now..."

Upon hearing this, Tang Wulin was taken aback.

But on the other side, Cen Yue continued to speak in a carefree manner.

"Forget about him for now. But have you thought it through? Do you want to join our Blacksmith Association? Don't worry, once you join, our association will directly buy any metal you own. You don't have to worry about not being able to sell it."

Seeing this, Tang Wulin thought for a moment and then nodded.

"In that case, I'll join. Anyway, it was Teacher Mangtian who sent me to find you, and I'll be studying at Donghai Academy for a while in the future, so joining the Blacksmith Association is no problem for me."

And this is a business worth two million per hour!!!
Isn't this much more profitable than him staying up all night writing novels and drawing comics?

Wait a minute, I can forge things now, so why would I need to grind anymore?

That's right, he knew that being a blacksmith was lucrative, but he never expected it to be this lucrative!
Then why did he do live streaming and write novels a few years ago?
If he had demonstrated his true forging skills in Mangtian's studio long ago, he should have become a millionaire by now!
Looking back, before his novels became a hit, he tried to cater to the tastes of his "family."

He had to use the Fantasy Omnipotent Book to make his voice thinner, and even at the request of some of his "family members".

Dressed in women's clothing, activating the Soft Bone Rabbit Martial Soul, she sings while portraying Soft Bone Douluo Xiao Wu, Demon Rabbit Douluo Jiang Nannan, and even a female version of the Sea God Tang.
In short, Tang Wulin only just realized that he was actually forcing himself to suffer without any real hardship!

That's right!

He could have made money with his skills, but he stooped to making money with his looks.

That's so unmanly!

What? Writing novels is considered a craft?

Cough, tui!

Do you even know what "two million per hour" means?

Moreover, this was a piece of metal that he casually forged, deliberately not taking it too seriously, because he was afraid of displaying too much talent.

That alone is worth two million!
So, how can he possibly continue writing this lousy novel?

That's right, this life of being constantly pressured to update and constantly being called a dog author, let whoever loves it live it!

He's going to forge iron!

Completely absorbed in his own world, Tang Wulin was lost in thought and didn't notice the different expressions on Mu Chen's and the others' faces after he agreed to join the association.

"So he's a student at Donghai Academy too..."

Looking at Tang Wulin's handsome and stunning face, Mu Xi murmured with a complex feeling in her heart.

After a while, Tang Wulin, clutching his Level 4 Blacksmith badge, walked out of the Blacksmithing Association with a hint of excitement. Just a short while later, he suddenly heard a bell ring.

"Ding Ding!"

Tang Wulin subconsciously took out his soul-guided communicator and connected the call, and then the next second...

"You dog of an author, what are you dawdling about for! Hurry up and update, what time is it?"

"If you don't update soon, believe me, I'll chop you to pieces with my sword!"

The death knell for the Starry Night Swordsman has arrived as promised.

Upon hearing this, Tang Wulin instinctively shuddered, then quickly replied, "Ah, sorry, I'll get right back."

However, Tang Wulin suddenly realized something halfway through his sentence.

its not right.

He's already making at least two million a hour, so why is he still here serving these readers?
Is this normal?

No, this is very abnormal!
Then, Tang Wulin, having fully realized what was happening, let out a soft snort.

"Sorry, I have something to do today and there will be no update for now."

Upon hearing this, Ye Xinglan, the Star Beauty Swordswoman on the other side, asked in confusion.

"You? Something's wrong? What could possibly be wrong?"

"It's nothing, just some minor things. But I'm planning to take a good rest for a while and won't be updating the novel anymore."

Upon hearing this, Ye Xinglan on the other side immediately bristled.

"What? Not updating? Say that again and see what happens?"

"Who gave you the courage to stop updating?"

"Is it that I'm too old to lift the sword, or has this dog of an author gotten too cocky?"

At this point, Ye Xinglan suddenly paused, then, as if she had remembered something, she spoke with an air of understanding.

"Oh, I see. No wonder you haven't been updating."

"Tell me! Is it some other rich, clueless woman who's keeping you as a mistress again?"

"Ok?"

There's nothing we can do about it; it's not that Ye Xinglan misunderstood, since Tang Wulin did indeed have this kind of past record.

Simply put, it's because some of Tang Wulin's novels are written with too much tragic romance.

Especially when the plot reaches a point where the relationship between the male and female protagonists takes a turn, such as the death of Rie-i.

Whenever this happens, countless crazy readers clamor for him to reveal his address and photos so they can confront him.

Under normal circumstances, he would naturally pretend to be silent and try to survive.

However, there are exceptions to everything.

During a dramatic plot twist, a wealthy woman appeared from the clamoring crowd and offered 500 million to buy Tang Wulin's photo.

Tang Wulin would naturally not agree to this.

Unexpectedly, the wealthy woman changed her mind and asked for 300 million for photos of him from the neck down.

Tang Wulin was naturally tempted by this.

After all, you can't find him just by looking at his lower body without showing his face.

So, the result was that he took the 300 million yuan he had received and went shopping with his parents and Aunt Na'er.

He hadn't updated much for half a month, until a wealthy woman promised to give him a Super Alliance Master title every month, which finally got Tang Wulin back to update.

Meanwhile, recalling the photos that the wealthy woman had released, Ye Xinglan made no attempt to hide her mockery of Tang Wulin.

(End of this chapter)