Chapter 216

According to Wang Dong, this Eye of Fate is a vertical eye that grows on the forehead, with endless clever uses, and it instantly boosted Huo Yutong's combat power by a lot.

And after Wang Dong, others also began talking about the changes within these months, finally making Tang Wulin's information equal with theirs.

Bei Bei asked concernedly, "Wulin, when will you obtain the fourth soul ring? You've also hit the bottleneck at level forty, right?"

"Hmm."

Tang Wulin lightly nodded.

Because Huo Yutong's cultivation speed slowed after reaching level thirty, Tang Wulin had already surpassed her in cultivation before Mu En's death.

Even Huo Yutong could break through to level forty, having absorbed dragon pills, hundred‑thousand‑year dragon‑blood fungus, and the fifth and sixth path seal quadruple treasures; naturally, he also reached level forty.

"But I have no plans to obtain the fourth soul ring for now."

Bei Bei heard this and slightly frowned.

"Why?"

Tang Wulin sighed.

"Do you still remember the golden light that the teacher shot into my body before his death? With the help of that golden light, my bloodline awakened again, giving me a huge boost; my current realm is very unstable, and the coming period must be spent stabilizing it—mindlessly training would be counterproductive."

The others couldn't help but look at each other.

Because the rapid rise means they can't cultivate for a short time? That's truly… a luxurious worry.

Bei Bei's mouth twitched.

"Fine, as long as you know what's in your heart."

At this moment, Tang Wulin seemed to suddenly remember something and asked:

"By the way, senior brother, what weapon did the teacher use in battle when he was young?"

"No such thing." Bei Bei asked puzzled, "Why are you asking this?"

"Because after I woke up I found that it seemed I had an extra weapon inside me."

Tang Wulin stood up, took a deep breath, then a golden light shot from his brow, rapidly expanding in the air, finally forming a long spear.

This spear was about three meters long, entirely golden, shimmering with a sharp glow; upon close inspection one could see dark‑gold dragon patterns on its surface, which did not constantly appear but flickered in and out with time.

Tang Wulin grasped it, waved it a couple of times casually, and the others instinctively felt a chill down their spines.

"What is this...?"

Facing everyone's confusion, Tang Wulin explained:

"When I obtained this weapon, I suddenly understood why; its name is Golden Dragon Spear, forged from the forty‑ninth rib of the original Golden Dragon, and its attached function is Devour, able to devour the life force of any target it pierces."

The people present stared dumbfounded.

The original Golden Dragon's rib? Goodness, a weapon made of that material might even be stronger than a ninth‑grade melee soul conduit.

Bei Bei furrowed her brows, thought for a while, and finally shook her head.

"I don't know; Xuan Zu has never shown me this spear before. Could it be that only those with a Golden Dragon martial soul can wield it? How strange."

Seeing that he had no doubts about himself, Tang Wulin silently breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

It's not that he wanted to hide it from everyone; it's just that a divine artifact appearing out of nowhere is hard to explain.

As he grew older, his sense of secrecy improved, and he would no longer easily reveal his most important secret.

Xu San Shi asked curiously:

"Wulin, you said your strength skyrocketed, and now you also have this weapon—what level would you say your combat power is now?"

Tang Wulin pondered for a while, then helplessly said:

"I don't know either; how about you, third senior brother, spar with me?"

Xu San Shi's face instantly went rigid. "Forget it, I won't do it, unless you bring Bei Bei along."

Bei Bei was dumbfounded beside him.

How did she suddenly get dragged in? Before anyone knew, Tang Wulin shrugged lightly.

"Sure, I suggest the others join as well; otherwise I think there's no chance of beating my current self."

"Oh?"

The group's eyes instantly turned dangerous.

"All together, are you sure?"

You have to know, the previous Tang Wulin, though powerful, was not unbeatable.

For example, in the final round of the continent‑wide elite academy competition, Tang Wulin's strength had already reached the Soul King level, but if Xu San Shi chose the Xuanwu awakening, their strength could briefly match the Soul Emperor.

In a one‑on‑one duel, Tang Wulin facing Xu San Shi had a considerable chance of flipping, so the safest method was to endure the duration of Xuanwu awakening, then instantly eliminate the exhausted Xu San Shi.

If one Xu San Shi is already like that, having several others join is even more daunting.

Although the extreme single‑soldier plan's past few years have seen Tang Wulin's power grow a lot, others have also made great progress; Bei Bei and Xu San Shi are now solid Soul King‑level strong individuals, and if they trigger bloodline awakening each is no weaker than a Soul Emperor; Jiang Nan Nan also possesses the strength of a swift‑attack type Soul King.

At least before Mu En's death, Tang Wulin would never propose a one‑on‑one challenge against those in the room; under their combined strength he truly had no chance.

But now it's different; Tang Wulin has truly been reborn, he feels terrifyingly strong now, and even against a Soul Saint he might win easily.

So he nodded.

"Hmm, it just so happens I also want to test my current true strength, this is the fastest way."

"Alright then."

Xu San Shi sprang up, speaking grandly, "Let's go, everyone follow me to the Dou Hun Qu; I see someone has inflated after getting a girlfriend, can't find north, let me, third brother, give him a good lesson."

The others couldn't help casting contemptuous looks at him; who just said they wouldn't do it?

Yet spite aside, they didn't refuse; they were now curious about where Tang Wulin's confidence came from.

The group stood up, went to the Dou Hun Qu, spoke briefly with the Dou Hun Qu teacher, and then entered together.

Xu San Shi looked at Tang Wulin across the way with ill intent.

"Wulin, are you ready? Let me make it clear, I, third brother, will definitely not hold back."

Tang Wulin's expression didn't change, and he even showed a refined, easygoing smile.

"I couldn't ask for more."

Seeing that smile, Xu San Shi shuddered violently.

He couldn't help muttering, "Tang Wulin, this kid, after spending so much time with Bei Bei, has learned everything; that smile looks sinister."

As the person who has been schemed against by Bei Bei the most, Xu San Shi now gets a bad feeling whenever he sees that signature smile.

And his bad feeling was confirmed the very next second.

Dozens of meters away, a faint dragon roar sounded from Tang Wulin's body, three golden soul rings rose, his hands turned into dragon claws, and as his aura surged he reached out and grasped the long golden dragon spear.

""

Xu San Shi's face darkened.

"Is it too late to beg for mercy now?" By the way, after checking the original work I discovered that in Douluo Dalu III the Golden Dragon Spear is five meters long, almost three times the height of Tang Wulin and Wang Qiu'er.

So I arbitrarily changed it to three meters; a five-meter-long thing can be used for a charge, but I really can't imagine how to use it in normal combat.

Tang Buddha's unique absurd data—if you can't write data, you shouldn't write it at all like me.

Moreover, after reading the comments I learned that two and a half years is one kun year; I'm really not a hater, the original really is two and a half years (crying) (end of chapter).