"Mm."
Gu Yue nodded.
She very naturally assumed she would be the one guiding Su Ming.
Zhang Tianyang watched from the side as the two grew closer, smiling. "Young people should interact more with others their own age."
Zhang Tianyang said to Gu Yue, "I've already granted all the permissions you need for the Spirit Soul Research Institute. I'll personally take you to familiarize yourself with the environment later. There are only seven Spirit Soul Research Institutes in the entire Spirit Transmission Pagoda. The Tianhai Alliance only has one institute here in Tianhai City. If you're truly interested in Spirit Soul research, you could come here for school."
Gu Yue shook her head.
"East Sea Academy is quite good."
"Alright then, I won't force you. In that case, you can only come during the holidays. Fortunately, transportation is very convenient in this era. East Sea City is quite close to Tianhai City; a round trip on the Spirit Guide train takes less than two hours."
"Thank you, Tower Master Zhang," Gu Yue said.
"Let's go, I'll take you." Zhang Tianyang said.
Su Ming wasn't interested in Spirit Soul research.
He just didn't expect Gu Yue to immediately seek permissions in this area upon joining the Spirit Transmission Pagoda.
It just showed her purpose for joining was obvious.
"Teacher, you said Gu Yue is from East Sea City?"
Zhang Tianyang, who hadn't left yet, turned to look at Su Ming upon hearing his words. "Yes."
"Then, when Gu Yue leaves, please let me know. I'll go with her. Teacher Zhen Hua asked me to deliver something to the East Sea City Blacksmith Association."
"This teacher will personally take both of you," Zhang Tianyang said.
Su Ming didn't just wait around. He returned to his cultivation room and, while he had time, performed a Thousand Refinement.
Luck was good; he achieved Thousand Refinement, First Grade.
Forging depended on luck, but it also relied on skill.
If forging skill met the standard, even the probability of Soul Refinement could increase.
The same went for Thousand Refinement, First Grade. Su Ming had only broken through to Thousand Refinement, First Grade three months ago. After learning numerous techniques from Zhen Hua, he had swallowed them all at once but hadn't fully digested them yet. His chance of achieving Thousand Refinement, First Grade was only forty percent.
The spiritual light before him converged. Su Ming tested this piece of metal, then disappointedly tossed it into his storage bracelet, planning to sell it later.
"Still not a time-related property."
Su Ming fell into thought.
"Time-related properties are too rare. Aside from the first successful Thousand Refinement where I forged Heavy Silver with a delayed activation property, I haven't succeeded a second time in all these years."
The Su Ming from Douluo 1 also used a blood sacrifice to complete that era's first Thousand Refinement, but it didn't birth a time-related property.
"It's not very related to the blood sacrifice. It's mainly other aspects."
"Luck is part of it, skill is another part. I must not have adjusted my state correctly somewhere."
Su Ming reflected for a while.
Just as he finished reflecting, Zhang Tianyang had finished showing Gu Yue around the Spirit Soul Research Institute and asked Su Ming to go to the rooftop.
An hour later.
East Sea City Blacksmith Association.
Su Ming and Zhang Tianyang jumped out of the mecha. Zhang Tianyang waved his hand, storing the mecha back into his storage spirit tool.
Gu Yue had been dropped off at East Sea Academy on the way.
"Let's go."
Su Ming entered the Blacksmith Association before them.
"Hello, how may I help you?"
"I'm looking for President Mu Chen," Su Ming said.
The receptionist was slightly surprised.
She didn't doubt Su Ming, especially since he and the senior behind him had just jumped out of a Red-level mecha.
Soon, the receptionist dialed the president's office.
"Hello?"
A deep voice came from the other end of the line.
"President, there are visitors for you."
"I know, bring them up."
"This way, please, you two."
The receptionist led the two to the elevator, took them to the top floor, and brought them to the president's office door.
She knocked.
"Come in."
Mu Chen's voice came from inside.
Su Ming looked inside and saw his martial uncle, Mu Chen. There was also a boy and a girl next to him. The boy was about his own age and very pretty, and the girl was much older.
"What brings Tower Master Zhang to my East Sea City Blacksmith Association?"
Mu Chen knew Zhang Tianyang; he had seen the red mecha through the window earlier.
Just moments ago, Tang Wulin had been so envious of the Red-level mecha that he had almost pressed himself against the window, drooling. Mu Chen, exasperated, told Tang Wulin that Zhang Tianyang was showy, flying around in a Red-level mecha, and would get shot down sooner or later.
"It's not me looking for you; it's my disciple here," Zhang Tianyang said.
Only then did Mu Chen carefully scrutinize Su Ming, slightly surprised. "This is the disciple you took? This Spirit Power fluctuation... he's not already a Grand Spirit Master, is he?"
Tang Wulin and Mu Xi, beside him, were shocked.
Grand Spirit Master?
"He's about the same age as me, but he's already in his twenties!" Tang Wulin felt immense pressure for some reason.
Mu Chen's gaze swept over Su Ming, noticing the signs of frequent forging on him. A conjecture formed in his heart, and he instantly became as steady as an old dog. "What business do you have with me?"
"It's my forging teacher who asked me to come here and deliver something to you, Martial Uncle."
Forging teacher?
He already has a teacher?
Then why come to me?
These thoughts flashed through Mu Chen's mind.
Wait, he called me Martial Uncle?
Who is my martial brother?
Zhen Hua?
"You are Zhen Hua's disciple?"
"Yes."
"What did he ask you to bring me?" Mu Chen instinctively felt something was off.
Given Zhen Hua's personality, sending his disciple specifically to deliver something to him... probably wasn't...
Because he vaguely had the same intention himself, he had a certain premonition.
"This junior doesn't know exactly. It's all in this storage bracelet."
Su Ming took off a large bracelet from his right hand and handed it to Mu Chen.
Mu Chen took the bracelet, infused it with Spirit Power, sensed what was inside, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
Inside was a batch of Thousand Refined metal. The quantity wasn't large; it didn't seem like support from the headquarters to a branch.
The aura of this batch of Thousand Refined metal was similar, as if from the same person. There were a full fifty pieces, all at the Thousand Refinement, First Grade level!
"Very good. This gift is very satisfactory, Martial Uncle," Mu Chen forced out a smile and said to Su Ming. "Come to East Sea City more often when you have time."
"I will," Su Ming said.
"Your name is?"
"Su Ming."
"Mm, how old are you?"
"Nine years old."
Mu Chen fell silent for a moment.
"Wu Lin, you two are the same age."
Tang Wulin didn't know what was in the bracelet and just replied, "Yes, Teacher, I'm also nine."
"You can interact more in the future. Competition motivates improvement," Mu Chen said.
Tang Wulin was confused.
"Since you are my martial brother's disciple, then as your martial uncle, wanting to witness your forging skills shouldn't be a problem, right?"
"Of course not."
"Let's go, Wu Lin, you come too. Learn more from your senior brother, Su Ming."
Tang Wulin followed in a daze.
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