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"No, I won't let Linlin go to Mang anymore!" Lang Yue choked out. She had been restraining herself very hard so the two children outside wouldn't hear her.
Hearing what Lang Yue had to say, Tang Zi Ran couldn't help but feel heartbroken. He fell silent.
"How can one see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain No one can succeed easily. Ayu, I feel sorry for Linlin's hardship. But if he doesn't endure it now, perhaps he will face even greater difficulties when he grows up."
“When I sought out Meng, I could tell he wasn't happy about it. As a master-level blacksmith, he has a proud personality. To get his approval, you know how exceptional our son must be This child has truly surprised me.”
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Before I got home, Mang called me on the soul communication. He told me that our son has a special gift, a god power, and his strength is even comparable to that of an ordinary adult male. What's more precious is that Linlin's persistence touched him. Linlin's spirit is Blue Silver Grass, and the possibility of becoming a powerful Soul Master in the future is minimal. However, if he can become an excellent blacksmith, at least he can live a comfortable life for his whole life. The child isn't afraid, how can we parents be afraid first We should support him and encourage him. Besides, I also believe that Mang, as a six-star master craftsman, must have the right way in teaching his disciples, he wouldn't really hurt the child.
"Let's give Linlin another try, okay If his body is really in danger, no matter what, I will stop him from continuing."
Lang Yue finally compromised. She knew very well that her husband loved their son just as much as she did, and Tang Zi Ran's reasoning had convinced her.
When the two returned to the living room, they saw Tang Wulin sitting there, chewing vigorously with a mischievous grin on his face as he looked at Na'er beside him. Na'er was awkwardly feeding him bite by bite.
This scene left Tang Zi-ran and Lang Yue stunned with surprise. The two beautiful figures sat there, bathed in the soft glow of the lights, presenting a picture of perfect harmony.
Tang Zi Ran murmured in a low voice, “We should adopt this child. Having two children grow up together will be very helpful for Lin Lin.”
"Hmm." A smile finally appeared on Lang Yue's face.
A warm and family-filled dinner ended in such an atmosphere. Tang Wulin and Na'er's appetite once again shocked Tang Zirang and his wife.
Raising two children, the first problem they faced was whether they could even feed themselves.
After dinner, Lang Yue and Tang Zi Ran discussed and decided to go out to find jobs themselves. However, relying solely on Tang Zi Ran's meager salary, their family was facing some difficulties.
"N'er, look, this is my Martial Soul," Tang Wulin said with some difficulty as he raised his hand. A blue grass slowly emerged from the palm of his hand, accompanied by a faint blue halo and radiating soft energy ripples.
Nah, slightly surprised, twirled the blue silver grass in her hand, "Brother, will I have a spirit too in the future"
Tang Wulin said, “Of course! Everyone has their own martial soul. When you turn six, on the awakening day next year, you can go and awaken it. I'm so tired, I can't take it anymore, I'm going to sleep. You should get some sleep too.”
He lay down on his bed, and within moments his breathing evened out.
Na'er stared blankly at him, trying hard to recall something, but her mind was hazy and she couldn't remember anything.
Lying in bed, she fell asleep unknowingly.
As night deepened and all was quiet, the door to Tang Wulin and Na'er's room creaked open. Tang Ziran walked in, coming to his son's bedside and sitting down. He reached into his bosom, taking out the medicine bottle that Meng had given to Lan Yue. Then, he lifted his son's sleeve, preparing to apply the medicine.
A hand pressed on his shoulder, and a light attached to the shoulder strap flickered to life, illuminating Tang Wulin's arm perfectly.
"Huh" Tang Ziruan let out a soft exclamation, staring at Tang Wulin's arm in disbelief. He was surprised to find that his son's arm wasn't swollen like Lang Yue had described; it looked perfectly normal.
He opened Tang Wulin's palm, it was just as smooth and jade-like, with no sign of injury whatsoever.
To Tang Zi'ran's surprise, he quickly pulled open another sleeve of Tang Wulin's arm. The situation was exactly the same – no matter how he looked at it, both arms didn't seem injured at all.
Lang Yue wouldn't fool herself; Tang Zi Ran knew his wife very well.
But why have the expected swelling and wounds disappeared What's going on here
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Could it be that the son's Martial Soul is taking effect Some special Martial Souls can heal themselves, but I've never heard of a Blue Silver Grass having such a function!
What he didn't notice was that under Tang Wulin's black hair, faint golden lines were quietly hidden on his forehead...
Tang Yizhen sat there thinking for a moment, looking at the medicine bottle in her hand, then at her son's arm, a thoughtful expression in her eyes.
Moments later, he put the vial away and returned to his room. First thing in the morning, the son's reaction would be the best test of the situation.
Morning.
Tang Wulin woke up very early. After washing himself, he ran to the kitchen to help his mother. Although he couldn't cook, he could at least carry dishes and bowls.
"Linlin, does your arm still hurt" Lang Yue felt heartbroken seeing her sensible son.
“Huh, I don’t feel anything anymore. Maybe I’m fine.” Tang Wulin shook his arm; the soreness from yesterday was completely gone, as if he had never experienced that kind of pain. And he also seemed to feel like his arm was more powerful.
Lang Yue let out a breath of relief and smiled faintly, "It seems like the medicine your Uncle Mang gave you yesterday worked well. With this, mother can rest assured. After you fell asleep last night, father went to apply medicine for you."
Tang Sanzang, who had just come out of the room, overheard this conversation. "Applying medicine I didn't apply any!"
Could it be that after this child's spirit awakening, not only has their strength increased, but their self-healing ability has also grown stronger This couldn't be the effect of Blue Silver Grass!
A plentiful breakfast filled the small house with laughter and joy.
"Dad, hurry and take me to school! Today we're going to learn about Martial Souls again. Oh, I was so tired last night that I forgot to meditate. This time, you have to remind me, okay I, Tang Wulin, am going to become a powerful Soul Master!" was undoubtedly a clash of swords, it was anyone's game who would win or lose. 。Of course, with Lin San's armor-piercing expertise, he should still have a greater advantage. 。The public has been cap...