If this were the first time he had lost, then he would think that he had lost due to his carelessness. However, this was the second time he had lost. Moreover, he had lost in such a manner that he wasnât able to make heads or tails of what had happened. He touched Tang Wulinâs shoulder, feeling for the area where he had stabbed him, yet, he couldnât find it at all.
âHe has a secret! This guy definitely has a secret!â
âWhat was that golden light?â Xie Xie calmed himself and clearly asked.
âGoldlight? Goldlight is my spirit soul!â Tang Wulinâs hand flashed with a brilliant light. Then the yellow Grass Snake, Goldlight, appeared in his palm.
âIâm talking about the golden light that came from your body!â Xie Xie angrily said. Not only had this guy insulted him, he had also insulted his intelligence. This could not be tolerated!
Tang Wulin forced out a bitter laugh. âEven if I wanted to tell you, I donât know what that was. Do you understand?â
Xie Xie gave a cold snort, expressing his attitude towards Tang Wulin.
Yun Xiao and Zhou Zhangxi were dumbstruck when they saw Tang Wulin carry Xie Xie in and lay him on the bed.
Zhou Zhangxi directly asked, âYou wanted to beat him up, yet you actually ended up getting carried back?â
Xie Xieâs swollen cheeks already made the outcome of the duel abundantly clear.
When he had introduced himself this morning, didnât he say that his soul power was at rank 18?
âHeâs already spent his money!â Tang Wulin answered thoughtlessly. Afterwards, he excitedly turned towards Yun Xiao and asked, âDinner time hasnât ended yet, right?â
Yun Xiao looked him over for a moment. âNot yet. But itâll be closing soon.â\nIn the next moment, he saw a Tang Wulin run like the wind, disappearing in a flash and not leaving a trace.
âHey, you lost again?â Zhou Zhangxi asked Xie Xie.
Xie Xie fiercely glared at him. âI was just careless, thatâs all. Iâll definitely win next time!â He said this as he struggled to sit up on his bed. With his face like this, how could he not get treatment?
âI donât want to have a scar, I donât want to have a scar, I donât want to have a scar.â He repeated this line three times to himself.
When Tang Wulin arrived at the third window and ordered his sixteenth bowl of noodles, a dining hall worker couldnât help but ask, âLittle student, could it be that you donât want others to see you eat so much, so you came so late tonight? Weâre just about to finish working.â
Tang Wulin bashfully lowered his head. âSorry uncle cook. I arrived too late today. I wonât be so late in the future. Iâll just eat this last bowl of noodles and Iâll be finished.â
The cook laughed. âItâs fine if you eat as much as you want. The academyâs third window is free and unlimited. Itâs just a question of how much more can you eat.â
Tang Wulin rubbed his stomach. He hadnât eaten lunch, so he was especially hungry this night. âI should still be able to eat a lot more.â
The cook said, âItâs good that you came so late then. The second window still has some leftovers. Nobody is going to buy it, so Iâll just give it to you then. Otherwise, the food would go to waste.â
Half a pot of stewed meat was added to a pot of noodles, then given to Tang Wulin.\nTang Wulin couldnât wait to eat it. He quickly thanked the cook and began gorging himself. The unknown meat in the stew from the second window was exceptionally chewy, with an ordinary flavor, but his stomach felt nice and warm after he finished eating. He had used up a lot of strength today, but with this meal, some of his strength had been restored.
âSo the second window is actually so good. I wonder how the first window is?â
Tang Wulin swallowed his saliva as he shot a glance at the first window. However, he quickly regained himself and shook his head. The first windowâs food wasnât something he could eat.
After he acquired some work from the Blacksmithâs Association in the future, heâd see if he could earn some more money. It was just that, he had to save some money in order to buy another spirit soul in the future too.
One million federal coins could buy a yellow hundred year spirit soul. That was his goal. After earning ten thousand coins at the Blacksmithâs Association, Tang Wulin had set his sights on a hundred year spirit soul.
Xie Xie wasnât there when he returned to his dorm room, but Tang Wulin didnât care too much about him. Although that guy was arrogant and unbridled, he wasnât excessively so. Xie Xieâs final attack on him that day was made with the daggerâs handle, clearly showing his restraint.
Although Yun Xiao was already meditating, Zhou Zhangxi hadnât begun yet. When he saw Tang Wulin return, he immediately raised his head from his bed and asked, âTang Wulin, is Xie Xie really a rank 18 Soul Master? How did you beat him?â Zhou Zhangxi was getting more and more curious about Tang Wulin, who was even more powerful than him.\nTang Wulin had an expression of helplessness. âActually, I donât know either.â
He really didnât know. How could he possibly say that golden scales appeared on his arm? After fainting and waking up, his body had already returned to normal and no matter what he did, he couldnât get those scales to reappear. He only vaguely remembered that there was a surge of heat within his body before the scales appeared on his arm, filling it with berserk power. His consciousness had been somewhat fuzzy at the time, and he hadnât been able to contain the feeling in his body. A tyrannical mood had even come over him at that time.
If his willpower hadnât been so resolute, he was afraid that heâd have put others in danger.
But in the end, what were those golden scales? Could they actually be due to his variant martial soul? Or could it be his little Grass Snake, Goldlight, wasnât actually a trash spirit soul, but was actually an impossible existence?
However, no matter how he looked at it, he couldnât see Goldlight being so valiant!
The bottom of the matter was this: what caused those golden scales to appear? Would they only appear when he was harmed?
Tang Wulin took out a sewing needle from his personal items and pricked himself.
âHow painful!â A drop of blood flowed out, accompanied by an intense stinging feeling.
But still nothingâŚ
The golden scales didnât appear.
He was a bit afraid of pain, so could it be that this prick was too little? He tried it again.
But still nothingâŚ
It still was to no avail.
âIâll try meditating then!â
Completely focused on meditating, Tang Wulin began circulating his soul power while in search of the bizarre heat. He had only learned the most basic of meditation techniques, so the path of his soul power was exceedingly simple. Soon after, heâd finished circulating his soul power, but still wasnât able to find anything at all.\nEverything was the same as always. There were absolutely no deviations in his cultivation.
This was truly strange! Tang Wulin summoned Goldlight and inspected it. However, no matter how much he looked it over, the undulating energy coming from this guy wouldnât be able to give him such such tyrannical strength.
Early morning.
When Tang Wulin finished his meditation, he looked across the room and saw that Xie Xie was also meditating. He had returned at an unknown time and the swelling of his face had gone down by a lot. Only his complexion was just as bad as before. Tang Wulin didnât know whether it was because Xie Xie had been beaten again, or because he was angry.
No one would be happy after paying for a beating.\n