Chapter Fourteen: Finally Enough Money

instant. He took a graceful step back, perfectly evading Tang Wulin's attack of the Thousand Forging Silver Hammer.His martial spirit was unleashed, a black shadow rising from behind Zhang Yangzi as h...Please collect, recommend.

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Tang Wulin was practically bouncing with excitement all the way. He was so happy.

Three years, three whole years. He toiled day and night, hammering away at the metal, piece by piece, all for the sake of earning enough money to buy a soul essence.

Although he had already calculated last month that he would have enough money this month. But when he really got the money, he was still excited to buy a big sword.

Thirty thousand Federation credits wouldn't mean much to the wealthy, but for this nine-year-old boy, it was the culmination of over a thousand days and nights of sweat! He couldn't count how many times he swung the hammer to save up this money, nor could he remember how much sweat had flowed.

I finally did it! The feeling of accomplishment, the excitement, is just indescribable.

His soul power was about to reach its limit, and he could also buy soul spirits now. He had been calculating all this time. Finally, before his soul power reached its limit and before graduation, he achieved it. This meant that he was finally going to become a soul master.

Although Tang Wulin had grown to love blacksmithing, it didn't mean he wanted to make it his career. His dream was to be a Soul Master, and in the future, he hoped to become a Mech Master.

All boys have similar dreams, but how many can really work so hard for them

Diligence can make up for one's shortcomings. Over these past three years, Tang Wulin has kept this phrase in mind and has been putting it into practice.

Now, he finally saw the dawn.

"Dad, Mom, I've saved enough money! I did it!" Tang Wulin flew into the house excitedly.

Na'er was sitting in the living room, with a lollipop that Tang Wulin had bought her in her mouth.

"Brother, did you save enough money to buy a Soul Spirit" She knew Tang Wulin's excitement too well.

"Well, I've saved up enough. Three thousand." Tang Wulin quickly pulled money out of his pocket and placed it on the table. Then he dashed back to his room, rummaging under his bed for an iron box. He raced back to the living room and emptied all the contents of the box onto the table.

"One hundred, two hundred, two hundred and twenty..."

29,600, 29,700...30,000, 30,200. There are still two hundred left. Nala, here's one hundred for you, buy some delicious food.

Looking at the large stack of Federation Coins in front of him, Tang Wulin's face flushed with excitement.

Languyue had already returned home from work. Hearing her son's shouts coming from the kitchen, Tang Ziran just happened to come in from work. Listening to her son's cheers and seeing the table full of banknotes, the couple's eyes couldn't help but turn red.

This child, he really is going through a lot. While kids his age are still happily playing, he has already started earning money on his own.

Lang Yue walked to her husband's side and forcefully pounded his shoulder. She turned her head away, not wanting the children to see her tears.

"I knew you could do it, son. You're the best." Tang Ziruan patted his wife's back and walked over to Tang Wulin's side with a smile, putting an arm around his shoulder and giving him a thumbs up without hesitation.

"Dad, when I reach level ten, I can buy a Soul Core, right" Tang Wulin excitedly said.

"Yeah. Dad will go with you then. No, our whole family will go. Son, you're about to become a Soul Master, Dad is proud of you."

He was so happy that Tang Wulin couldn't meditate for a long time that night.

Nair has fallen asleep. The starlight and moonlight outside are exceptionally bright, it's certain to be a clear day tomorrow.

Tang Wulin quietly got out of bed. The excitement in his heart was too intense, he really couldn't sleep. He pulled the blanket over Naren, covering her delicate body. She always slept restlessly.

Mom, when I turn ten next year, I won't be able to share a room with Nari anymore. Then, the room will be hers and I'll have to sleep in the living room. But why is that

Thinking about this, Tang Wulin felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. He still liked to be able to see Nale every time he opened his eyes.

With his heart open, Tang Wulin walked out lightly. He needed to go for a walk, to calm himself down before returning to meditate.

He opened and closed the door without making a sound, slipping out quietly.

The bright moonlight streamed through the window, falling onto Nalle's body. Tonight's moon was exceptionally luminous, illuminating her silver hair, which shimmered brilliantly.

Under the moonlight, suddenly, a faint halo quietly emerged from Nell. Yellow, green, red, blue, purple, gold, and silver, seven colors flickered alternately.

If Tang Wulin were still in the room at this moment, he would certainly be able to see this extraordinary scene.

Nair's body trembled slightly, the rainbow halo flickered for a moment and then began to merge from her brow. After a long time, she finally fell silent again.

The moonlight was still bright, the soft glow around Nari had receded. Her delicate frame seemed to have grown a little, as if the height that hadn't changed much in three years was about to break through in this one night.

The trembling subsided, Nari's breathing became even again, but her brows furrowed at some point, as if she were having a rather unpleasant dream.

The air was especially fresh at night. In the commoners' district where Tang Wulin lived, there was a garden. When school was on holiday, he often brought Na'er here to play.

As he stepped into the garden, an unseen force seemed to draw him to a patch of blue-silver grass. Breathing in the fresh air scented with plants, a satisfied smile spread across his face.

He sat down cross-legged, completely unconsciously.

The faint chirping of insects, the slightly cool air, and the starlight that fell on him, bringing a faint shimmer, gradually calmed the turmoil in his heart. Just like that, he gradually entered a meditative state.t even Lin Yuhan, let alone him, could forge a Genesis Spirit Armament. This isn't a matter of cultivation level or forging skill, but rather the inherent characteristics of the martial soul itself....