Chapter Eleven: The Strange Recovery

。The low, one-story houses looked run-down and dilapidated. In front of them was a grove of trees, but it felt more like they were there to conceal the place from view, out of shame. 。This is really...Four updates! Requesting recommendations and collections. Long live the Tang Sect, long live the readers!

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"No, I won't let Linlin go to Mang again!" Langyue choked back tears. She had been restraining herself very hard so the two children outside wouldn't hear her.

Hearing what Lan Yue had to say, Tang Zi Ran felt a pang of sympathy. He remained silent.

"How can one see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain No one can achieve success effortlessly. Ayu, Linlin's suffering pains me too. But if he doesn't endure hardship now, perhaps the difficulties he faces later in life will be even greater."

“When I sought him out, Meng, I could tell he was reluctant. Being a master-level blacksmith, he’s very proud. To receive his approval, you know how exceptional our son is This child has truly given me such a pleasant surprise.”

"Before I got home, Mang contacted me through the Soul Guidance Communicator. He told me that our son has a prodigious talent, born with spiritual power, and his strength is even comparable to that of an ordinary adult male. More importantly, Linlin's persistence touched him. Linlin's Martial Spirit is Blue Silver Grass, making it extremely unlikely for him to become a powerful Soul Master in the future. However, if he could become an excellent blacksmith, at least he could live comfortably for his entire life. The child isn't afraid, so how can we, as parents, be the first to falter We should support him and encourage him. Besides, I also believe that Mang, as a Six-Star Master Blacksmith, must have the right methods in teaching his disciples, he wouldn't really harm the child."

“Let’s give Linlin another try, okay If his body is really in danger, I will stop him no matter what.”

Lan Yue finally compromised. She knew very well that her husband loved their son just as much as she did, and Tang Ziran's words had convinced her.

When the two returned to the living room, they saw Tang Wulin sitting there, chewing with gusto while grinning at Nara beside him. Nara was feeding him awkwardly, bite by bite.

This scene made Tang Ziran and Lang Yue involuntarily gasp in surprise. The two beautiful figures sat there, bathed in the soft light, creating a harmonious picture.

Tang Zi-ran murmured softly, "Let's adopt this child. Having two children grow up together would be very helpful for Linlin."

"Hmm." A hint of a smile finally appeared on Lang Yue's face.

A heartwarming family dinner came to an end in such a cozy atmosphere. Tang Wulin and Na'er's appetites once again astonished Tang Ziruan and his wife.

Raising two children, the first problem they face is whether they can even get enough to eat.

After dinner, Lan Yue and Tang ZiRan discussed and decided to go out to find jobs themselves. However, relying solely on Tang ZiRan's meager wages, their family was facing real difficulties.

"Na'er, look, this is my martial soul," Tang Wulin said with some difficulty as he lifted his hand. A blue grass slowly emerged from the palm of his hand, accompanied by a faint blue aura and a soft wave of energy.

Nale twirled the Blue Silver Grass in her hand, a hint of surprise in her eyes. "Big brother, will I have a Spirit too"

Tang Wulin said, "Of course! Everyone has their own martial soul. When you're six years old, on the day of your awakening next year, you can go and awaken it. I'm so tired, I can't take it anymore, I need to sleep. You should get some sleep too."

With one side down, he fell headfirst onto his bed. In the blink of an eye, his breathing evened out.

Nali 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 fell and everyone was asleep, the door to Tang Wulin and Na'er's room creaked open. Tang Zirang walked in, settling beside his son's bed. He reached into his bosom and pulled out the medicine bottle that Mang had given to Lan Yue. Then, he lifted his son's sleeve, ready to apply the medication.

A hand pressed on his shoulder, and a lamp fastened to the shoulder lit up, shining directly onto Tang Wulin's arm.

"Hmm" Tang Zirang let out a surprised hum, looking at Tang Wulin's arm and couldn't help but be stunned. Because he was astonished to find that his son's arm wasn't swollen like Lang Yue's, it looked the same as usual.

He opened Tang Wulin's palm. The palm was equally smooth and flawless, without a single scar.

To his astonishment, Tang Zi'ran hurriedly pulled open the other sleeve of Tang Wulin's arm. The situation was exactly the same. No matter how he looked at it, both of his arms didn't look like they were injured at all.

Lang Yue, of course, wouldn't deceive herself. Tang Zi Ran understood his wife very well.

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But why did the swelling and wounds that should have appeared disappear What exactly is going on

Could it be that the son's spirit ability is at work Some special spirit abilities are able to heal themselves, but I've never heard of a Blue Silver Grass having such a function!

What he didn't notice was that beneath Tang Wulin's black hair, a faint golden pattern had quietly concealed itself on his forehead...

Tang Zi Ran sat there thinking for a moment, looking at the medicine bottle in her hand, then at her son's arm, a thoughtful look in her eyes.

Moments later, he put the vial away and turned back to his room. Early morning would be the best way to see how the son reacted.

Morning.

Tang Wulin woke up very early. After washing himself, he ran to the kitchen to help his mother. Although he couldn't cook yet, at least he could carry dishes and bowls.

"Linlin, is your arm still hurting" Langyue felt a wave of tenderness wash over her as soon as she saw her understanding son.

"Huh, I don't seem to feel anything anymore. Maybe I'm fine." Tang Wulin shook his arm. The soreness from yesterday had completely vanished, as if he had never experienced that kind of pain at all. Moreover, he also seemed to feel that his arm had become more powerful.

"Lang Yue let out a breath of relief and smiled faintly, “It seems the medicine your Uncle Mang gave yesterday worked well. With that, Mom is relieved.” Yesterday after you fell asleep, Dad went to apply the medicine for you.”

Tang Zi Ran, 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 martial soul awakened, they not only became stronger but also had enhanced self-healing abilities This can't be the effect of Blue Silver Grass!

A plentiful breakfast filled the small house with laughter and joy.

"Dad, please take me to school quickly. Today we're going to learn about Soul Skills again. Oh, I was too sleepy last night and forgot to meditate. This time, you have to remind me, okay I, Tang Wulin, must become a powerful soul master."ng with the current situation requires a powerful and decisive approach. 。In a flash, Tang Wulin charged into the front carriage. 。In the train carriage, only two bandits remained. 。The first thug's...