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Chapter 98 of 100

Chapter 98

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"Have you gathered them all?"

Upon hearing this voice, Tang Wulin felt as if he were receiving a divine command. His mind slightly dizzied, and he once again entered the dark space. The pale golden figure reappeared before him. This time, he was not in a state of sleep but fully awake, which meant that everything before him was over 90% real.

"Seems so, I've gathered them all," Tang Wulin said, looking at the golden figure with some tension. He mustered his courage and asked, "How should I address you?"

The light on the golden figure seemed to freeze for a moment before it slowly replied, "Just call me Old Tang."

"Old Tang?" For some reason, when he said these two words, Tang Wulin felt a bit strange. Does he also have the surname Tang? Just like me?

"It's just a name. Time is of the essence. I have already sensed the aura of those three heavenly treasures. It's impressive that you could find them in such a short time. Are you prepared to break the seal?"

Tang Wulin blinked, "What else do I need to prepare?"

Old Tang said solemnly, "You need to prepare a lot: endurance, strength, courage, and determination. When you break the seal, you will endure immense pain. This pain might make you fall into despair and give up. If you lack the qualities I mentioned, you will not be able to withstand the power of the seal, and you will fall into complete despair, even to the point of no return."

Tang Wulin looked at him in surprise, "You didn't say that last time. Didn't you say that as long as I found those three things, it would be fine?"

Old Tang replied calmly, "Do you think a seal that can kill you would be so easy to break? In this world, there is no such thing as a free lunch. To gain something, you must pay a sufficient price, whether in your life or in your cultivation. Just like a Soul Master, if they do not put in hard work, endure loneliness and pain that others cannot bear, and possess determination and strength beyond the norm, how could they become powerful?"

"The situation you are facing now is the same. The essence of the Golden Dragon King in the seal will merge with your body, which is also a process of transforming your body. If the fusion is successful, your abilities will be comprehensively enhanced. In this process, the first thing you need to do is endure the pain. Although you are young, you have no choice."

Tang Wulin fell silent. Although he was young, his father had taught him many principles of life from a very young age. He could tell that everything Old Tang, who came from his spiritual world, said was for his own good.

"Since there is no other choice, I will definitely be able to." Tang Wulin's eyes gradually became determined.

He still needed to find his parents, find Nana, and help his companions win the promotion match. Finding these three heavenly treasures so urgently was to become stronger, wasn't it?

Therefore, at this moment, he naturally had no room for retreat.

"Please tell me what I should do now," Tang Wulin asked.

Old Tang said, "First, you need to find a quiet place where no one will disturb you for a few days. Take care of your affairs. Then, you need a sealed container. Place the two spirit fruits in it, quickly pour in the hundred-year-old dragon blood, seal the container, and wait until everything inside is calm. Then drink it, and you can start breaking the first seal."

"Okay."

Old Tang continued, "After you complete these steps, I will naturally guide you to break through. Remember, before you take the medicine, you must be in peak condition, with a calm and steady mind."

Tang Wulin opened his eyes again, and he was still in the small room of the forging workshop, with the storm still raging outside.

The wind and rain had become even stronger, accompanied by rolling thunder. The thunder roared as if it were about to tear the sky and earth apart.

Tang Wulin glanced at the three heavenly treasures before him, took out his soul communication device, and dialed Xie Xi's number.

"Hello? Wulin, why haven't you come back yet? The typhoon has already arrived. Where are you now?" Xie Xi's rapid-fire questions were somewhat muffled, clearly affected by the typhoon.

Tang Wulin said, "I'm fine. I finished my business at the Forging Association, and the typhoon started. I'm at the forging workshop now. The wind and rain are too strong, so I won't go back for now. I'll just complete some forging tasks here. I'm just calling to let you know. Can you hear me clearly?"

"A bit fuzzy, but I can understand you pretty well. It's good that you're fine. With the typhoon, I'll train hard for a few days. If I break through to the second ring, I'll make those guys in Class One crawl on the ground."

Tang Wulin said, "Don't push yourself too hard. Safety first."

Xie Xi chuckled, "Don't worry, I'll be fine. Teacher Wu is giving me extra lessons. We were supposed to do it together, but you didn't come back. I'll cover for you with the teacher. Come back as soon as the typhoon calms down."

"Okay."

After hanging up, Tang Wulin checked the doors and windows again, making sure they were all locked, and then returned to the table.

Pulling up the seedlings? I might be the one really pulling up the seedlings. I wonder what will happen after breaking the seal.

Finding a sealed container in the forging workshop was incredibly easy. He could even forge one on the spot. Sealing containers was one of the basics he learned initially.

He took his metal sealed water cup and placed it on the table.

Start now? No, Old Tang said I need to be in peak condition, calm and steady.

Meditation, regulation of breath, and recovery of his limited soul power. In a meditative state, Tang Wulin's mind gradually calmed down.

He didn't know how much time had passed. When he woke up from his meditation, he felt completely refreshed.

The wind and rain were still raging outside. This time, Tang Wulin did not hesitate. He quickly got up and swiftly poured the hundred-year-old Ice Crystal Fruit and the hundred-year-old Red Flame Fruit into his metal cup. He then quickly opened the porcelain bottle and poured the dark purple blood with a faintly fishy smell into the cup.

A powerful energy wave quickly overflowed from the cup, causing the entire cup to tremble slightly. Tang Wulin's hands moved swiftly, and he quickly sealed the cup and held it in his arms.

A series of faint gas explosions began to sound inside the cup. Tang Wulin almost immediately let go of the cup because it suddenly turned red and scorching hot. Then, the red color on the cup disappeared, replaced by a layer of frost.

He could vaguely hear a faint dragon's roar coming from the cup.

The Red Flame Fruit and the Ice Crystal Fruit were both spirit fruits of the heavenly treasure class. After a hundred years, they had already developed a preliminary spirit. Ice and fire are two extremes, and when these two spirit fruits were placed together, they naturally produced a strong repulsion. However, being confined in a small container, this repulsion intensified and turned into mutual attacks.

The hundred-year-old dragon blood played a role in promoting and harmonizing. The three spirit items mixed together were quietly undergoing some wondrous chemical reactions.

Tang Wulin instinctively took a few steps back because he vaguely felt that a massive amount of energy seemed to be about to burst out of his metal cup. Would it really explode? That would be a waste of all his efforts.

Fortunately, the faint explosions gradually subsided, and the red and blue colors on the cup gradually stabilized.

However, Tang Wulin could still faintly sense the vast energy contained within. He didn't know where this feeling came from; it seemed to naturally appear in his mind.

No, it wasn't natural. It appeared after he opened the bottle containing the hundred-year-old dragon blood. Everything was told to him by the dragon blood.

Old Tang's words echoed in his mind. He didn't dare to delay and quickly picked up the metal cup. The temperature of the cup had strangely returned to normal, just slightly warm.

He opened the cup, and immediately, a strange smell with a hint of blood rushed to his nose, almost making Tang Wulin sneeze. Mobile users, please visit http://m.piaotia.net

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