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The earth-colored grass snake also underwent the same changes. Its earth-yellow color gradually turned yellow, its scales slightly protruded, and it clearly had some luster. The golden lines spread from its tail upward, increasing its original eight centimeters body by one centimeter. All the golden lines gathered at its head, finally converging on a point on its forehead. The millet-sized scale also turned gold along with it.

Its eyes, which had once been dim, now seemed to have gained a certain clarity.

It's so hot, it's so hot!

Tang Wulin didn't know what was happening to him. All he could feel was a searing heat, as if he were being burned in a furnace, an unbearable pain.

I don't know how long it took, the burning gradually subsided, but a tingling numbness spread throughout my limbs, like thousands of insects crawling all over my body. Tang Wulin was in so much pain that he wanted to scream, but he couldn't make a sound. He now started to miss the previous burning sensation.

He was in excruciating pain, agony that made him want to scream, yet his mind was unnaturally clear. He could feel every agonizing sensation in his body with brutal precision.

If the Spiritual Master who had previously tested him at the Spirit Transmission Tower were to test his spiritual power again here, they would find that his spiritual power was climbing steadily amidst intense pain...

When his spirit began to fade, the pain in his body gradually subsided. All of Tang Wulin's consciousness vanished without a trace. His clothes were completely soaked with sweat. The golden grid pattern didn't dissipate this time, but instead silently seeped into his skin...

The blue silver grass receded like a tide, and the grass snake slithered into Tang Wulin's palm, disappearing inside. The golden scale on its forehead returned to normal, and even its body became dim again.

When Tang Sanzang rushed home, he was stopped at the door by Na'er.

"Big brother is fusing his soul spirits, you can't go in." Nair looked firmly at Tang San.

Tang Zi Ran froze, speechless. "What He's already fused"

Natalie nodded, "Brother, I don't want to make Dad and Mom difficult."

Tang Zi Ran stumbled back a few steps, landing heavily on the chair. In an instant, her expression shifted rapidly, and intense pain flooded her features.

He pounded his head fiercely, "Tang Ziran, why don't you dare to face reality, why are you so cowardly It is your cowardice that has harmed this child!"

A handful of large denomination Federal Reserve Notes slipped from his grasp and landed on the table. Too late, he lamented!

Suddenly, he abruptly raised his head, "Nair, how long has Linlin's soul fusion lasted"

"Dad had just left when it started."

Tang Zi-ran was startled, "There's still no movement Logically, after such a long time of merging, it should have been completed. Let's go in and have a look."

Natalie hesitated for a moment before nodding.

Quietly opening the door, Tang Zirran saw at once that Tang Wulin was sprawled on the bed.

"Lan Lan!" he shouted, rushing in like a dart and arriving beside Tang Wulin.

The spirit orb lay by the bed, the soul of the grass serpent within it vanished. Tang Wulin, lying on the bed, frowned with beads of sweat soaking his clothes.

Tang Ziran was filled with self-blame. He knew very well that the soul fusion shouldn't have resulted in this situation. It was most likely that his son had encountered some problem during the fusion process.

Tang Wulin was sleeping very deeply, fortunately, his vital signs were normal.

Two lines of tears flowed uncontrollably down Tang Ziran's cheeks. He held his son tightly, the nine-year-old child, who had endured so much! I'm sorry, son, Dad, I'm so sorry! It's all Dad's fault.

Nali stood beside him, silently watching Tang Ziran weep. Once again, bewilderment and confusion flickered in her beautiful violet eyes.

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When Tang Wulin woke up, it was already evening. He opened his eyes, and his consciousness gradually returned.

This is a test.

He suddenly sat up, instinctively feeling the changes in his body.

All the burning and itching sensations have completely vanished, and there's a lightheaded feeling throughout my body. My clothes have been changed, and now I feel dry and comfortable.

Breathing seemed to become a kind of enjoyment, a pleasant feeling throughout the whole body.

His internal soul power had grown significantly. With just a slight movement of his mind, a wave of soul power emanated from him. Level eleven, he was certain he had successfully broken through and entered the level eleven soul power realm, officially becoming a Soul Master.

Although Caoshe was merely a waste soul, it had finally fulfilled its mission. The sadness in his heart gradually dissipated as a wave of physical comfort washed over him. Tang Wulin thought to himself, "Even if I can't become a powerful Soul Master, with my Soul Power as a foundation, I could at least become a decent blacksmith."

Thinking of this, he waved his arm vigorously.

"Bang!" A soft explosion echoed through the air. Tang Wulin was surprised to find that in the very instant he swung his arm, he seemed to have a sensation of piercing through the air.

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Before he could try again, the door was flung open and three people from Class 1, Grade Three, rushed in.

"Son, son, are you alright" It was Lang Yue who rushed to the front. She embraced Tang Wulin tightly and burst into tears.

The colors outside had completely faded into darkness, it was already evening.

Tang Wulin still remembered that he had started to merge his soul spirit in the morning. He hadn't realized so much time had passed.

Besides Lan Yue, Tang Zirang and Na'er, the most frequently talked about person in the house was Tang Wulin's forging master, Mang.

Today, Tang Wulin didn't go to work. Meng had called him on his Soul Guidance Communicator and he only then learned about what happened. He immediately rushed over.

"Mom, I'm fine." Tang Wulin said softly.

Lang Yue lowered her head to look at her son, resolutely saying: "Son, we won't be soul masters anymore, we'll just be ordinary people."

Tang Wulin smiled slightly, “Mom, I’m really fine! And, I’m a real Soul Master now, level eleven. The fusion went pretty smoothly. That Grass Snake Spirit is quite suitable for my Martial Soul. If it were a powerful spirit, maybe it wouldn’t even be able to fuse.”

Hearing her son's words, clearly meant to comfort himself, Langyue's tears couldn't help but flow again.

Tang Ziran sighed, things had come to this, nothing else mattered anymore. The soul fusion was irreversible, telling his son he had the money would only be more of a stimulus for him.

"Eleventh level Unleash your spirit for me to see." Mang's low and deep voice sounded. of profound dejection. 。"You are Tang Wulin Is Xiao Tang you" Ling Wu Yue strode to Tang Wulin's face and asked. 。Tang Wulin was taken aback and looked at Jiang Wu Yue. 。Jiang Wuyue chuckled wryly,...