Douluo Dragon King: I, the wielder of the Holy Sword, will vanquish all evil.

Chapter 36 Shocking Change
Guangying didn't say anything more: "I can only tell you the method; how to do it is up to you."

After saying that, before Tang Wulin could ask any more questions, the surrounding scenery began to distort.

After a dizzying moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, his whole body drenched in cold sweat.

"Tang Wulin, what's wrong?" Although Xie Xie was having a deep conversation with Yun Xiao and Zhou Changxi, he kept a close eye on Tang Wulin. The once aloof Xie Xie immediately noticed that Tang Wulin had exited his meditation.

Did we disturb you?

Without answering immediately, Tang Wulin recalled everything that had just happened.

Was it a dream? But everything that just happened felt so real.

"No, I'm fine."

Tang Wulin shook his head, got up and went to the washroom to rinse off, forcing himself to calm down.

When I got back inside, I found that my roommates had stopped chatting, turned off the dormitory lights, and quietly returned to their own beds.

It must be said that Su Qiu made an indelible contribution to this, especially Zhou Changxi.

Under his special attention, everyone unconsciously became very polite.

"Did you feel like you disturbed me just now?" Tang Wulin felt a warmth in his heart.

He then went back to bed to think.

The most urgent task now is to find those three things.

Time passed quietly.

That evening, Su Qiu went to the Forging Masters Association to practice forging.

With the help of Intuition, which allows one to experience the next level of forging in advance, Su Qiu's current true skill level is not far from Spirit Forging.

This is even under the premise that his focus of cultivation is not on forging.

Mu Chen often sighed about this, wondering what heights Su Qiu would have reached if he had devoted himself to forging.

Even though Su Qiu has been setting new records for being the youngest to break through the forging level.

However, Mu Chen only expressed his feelings and did not ask Su Qiu to pay more attention to forging or anything like that.

After all, his talent as a Soul Master is clearly stronger, and his increase in strength is visible to the naked eye.

It can be said that it is steadily improving every day, as if there are no bottlenecks.

Forcing cultivation to focus on forging would be putting the cart before the horse.

Bang bang bang.
Inside a forging room, the booming sound of forging hammers striking metal had a unique rhythm.

Mu Chen walked inside. He seemed to be in a good mood today.

"Phew," Su Qiu finished forging and exhaled a long breath.

This time, he forcefully suppressed his innate sixth sense. Therefore, the spirit forging failed.

However, he could sense that bottleneck, and breaking through to the Spirit Forging Realm might be just around the corner.

"Teacher, what happened today? You seem so happy." Turning to look at the obvious joy on Mu Chen's face, Su Qiu couldn't help but ask.

"Haha, you figured it out." Mu Chen burst into laughter. "The Blacksmith Association has a genius here today."

"A nine-year-old level three blacksmith!"

"Nine years old." Su Qiu was surprised at first, then realized: "Is it Tang Wulin?"

"Huh?" This time it was Mu Chen's turn to be surprised. "Xiao Qiu, you know her?"

"Yes, he's my classmate."

"Is that so? What a coincidence." Mu Chen stroked his chin.

Under Mu Chen's twitching gaze, Su Qiu naturally picked up the freshly forged metal and put it into her bosom.

He then casually pulled out a piece of valuable, rare metal from the forging room and continued practicing.

This kid.
Su Qiu never used suitable metals for practice; he only chose the most expensive ones. After forging, he would always pocket the finished product.

Shaking his head helplessly, Mu Chen was too lazy to say anything more. Anyway, he was his student; let him take it.

"Bang bang."

The metallic roar resumed.

But this time, Su Qiu suddenly stopped halfway through his blacksmithing, and the ahoge (cowlick) on his head stood up.

He suddenly looked in a certain direction outside the window.

His senses were screaming, "Get away from that place!"

No, it's about getting away from this city!
A great terror is about to befall us!

A typhoon made landfall in Donghai City today. Gale-force winds and torrential rain swept in.

When Tang Wulin entered the forging workshop, it was already dark outside.

He closed the doors and windows tightly and let out a long sigh.

He took out three items from the storage soul tool, and at the same time, his heart suddenly started racing.

Was that mysterious light and shadow, and the Golden Dragon King's memories, real?
Now, the century-old Crimson Flame Fruit, the century-old Ice Crystal Fruit, and the blood of dragon-type soul beasts have all been collected.

Upon opening the first box, a wave of scorching heat hit me, and I could clearly feel the room temperature rise sharply.

The century-old Crimson Flame Fruit in the box was larger than the picture in the book, and it felt scalding hot just by looking at it.

Then, the second box was opened, and a cool breeze gushed out, seemingly neutralizing the heat.

The thumb-sized, century-old ice crystal fruit glowed with a blue light, seemingly confronting the crimson flame fruit, though the latter's light appeared to be a bit stronger.

Tang Wulin was stumped; he didn't know how to use it.

I closed my eyes and called out to that light and shadow in my mind, but there was no response for a long time. Just as I was starting to think it was a dream, I realized that I was dreaming.

"Have you found them all?" a voice suddenly rang out.

His consciousness entered a dark space.

"Old Tang?" Tang Wulin asked nervously.

“It’s me,” the light and shadow replied.

"Now that you've collected them all, let's begin."

"Unlocking the seal requires enduring immense pain; a slight misstep could lead to ruin," Old Tang said in a deep voice.

"Nothing in this world comes without effort. If you want to merge with the essence of the Golden Dragon King to become stronger, you have to endure this hardship."

No, I don't want to.

Tang Wulin recalled the warning from the light and shadow that he would explode and die.

What will happen to Mom and Dad if I die?
His eyes hardened instantly: "What should I do?"

"Find a place where you won't be disturbed for a few days."

Old Tang paused midway through his sentence, then changed his tone: "No, no need. We can start now."

"Put the spirit fruit in a sealed container, pour in the dragon's blood and seal it. Drink it after it has calmed down. You must be calm and composed before taking the medicine."

After giving his instructions, Tang Wulin returned to the studio.

He called Xie Xie to let him know he was safe: "I'm taking shelter from the typhoon at my studio, I won't be back for now."

"That's good. I'm also going into seclusion to try and break through to the second ring. I'm sure I'll crush Class One when that happens!" Xie Xie's voice came through indistinctly. Tang Wulin chatted with him for a few words and then hung up the call.

Get everything ready.

Looking into the glass, the deep purple liquid was bubbling and murky, like swampy mud.

Tang Wulin gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, raised his cup, and drank the liquid in one gulp.

Surprisingly, the liquid tasted quite good after entering my mouth, and a warm feeling instantly spread throughout my body.

Concentrating his mind, Tang Wulin stepped back and sat cross-legged on the ground, circulating his soul power to catalyze the effects of the medicine. Just as he was wondering how Old Tang could help him, a sharp pain suddenly struck him.

His blood felt like it was boiling, hot air spewed from his pores, and the intense heat made him groan and his body tremble violently.

Starting from the forehead, pale golden net-like patterns emerge and spread across the entire body, gradually becoming clearer as the patterns become less distinct.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, something unexpected happened!
With a dragon's roar, the space around the room was torn apart.

A dragon claw struck straight at Tang Wulin, who was focused on breaking through the seal.

"I've been waiting for you!"

Tang San's divine sense condensed.

As a god-king, he had long ago discovered Di Tian hiding in the shadows.

Prepare early to prevent Di Tian's sneak attack.

But it's a pity.

He was too confident; once he sensed the Empress, he believed he had everything under control.

The Silver Dragon King was not found.

(End of this chapter)