Father’s Message (1)

Was it truly Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer Method? Before Tang San's eyes floated the dispirited figure of his father, could it actually be said his father originally was an outstanding blacksmith?

"Uncle San, I also don't know whether this is Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer Method, this is something father taught me.

Shi San exhaled a long breath, then said with a big hearty smile:

"It looks as if, this time we picked up a treasure. The employment conditions just now are void: for the time being you first will be paid the same as everyone, every month one silver spirit coin. If business is good, you take an additional percentage."

Just like this, Tang San formally became a member of Shi San's smithy, beginning to live a full life.

The academy's curriculum certainly was not a necessary place to him, Grandmaster's instruction was much more useful than the academy teachers in relating basic theory.

He also carefully read that book Grandmaster gave him. Just like he expected, the spirit power cultivation methods Grandmaster put forward were very similar to the internal strength cultivation movement routes. Of course, this after all was only Grandmaster's theoretical designs, and compared to genuine internal strength cultivation methods was still a certain distance apart, not to speak of Tang sect's finely tempered Mysterious Heaven skill.

Xiao Wu smoothly obtained the spirit master title, and after becoming the academy's generally accepted Xiao Wu Jie, the working students' lives became relaxed and comfortable.

Early morning every day, Tang San would take advantage of the new-born sunrise to cultivate his Purple Demon Eye, in the morning attend regular classes, in the afternoon labour in the smithy, in the evening again listen to Grandmaster's instruction. At night cultivate Mysterious Heaven skill. It could be said that every day to him was absolutely full.

At Shi San's smithy, Tang San only needed a very short time to gain everyone's approval. Shi San gave him the assignment of refining metal, and in the remaining free time, Tang San used some discarded bits and pieces to refine on his own, starting his great hidden weapon production undertaking. Of course, he was only producing some components in the smithy, genuinely assembling after returning to the academy.

Xiao Wu relying on her own tyrannical strength with Xiao Chen-Yu's assistance, very quickly became approved as the entire Nuoding primary spirit master academy's students boss, and compared to Tang San she passed the time very leisurely, sometimes even to the extent of not going to class. Tang San did not even see how she cultivated. But Xiao Wu's actual strength continuously elevated steadily.

At Nuoding primary spirit master academy, one semester was one year's time, in the entire year students were not permitted to return home, but family members could come to visit. Tang San more than once expected his father to come, but until the end of the semester, still did not see a trace of Tang Hao. Fortunately his life was sufficiently full, and he did not have too much time to long for it.

As for Spirit Hall, not long after Tang San underwent spirit master review, Spirit Hall's people came to Nuoding academy to look for Grandmaster, Grandmaster never told Tang San what they discussed, and Tang San also did not ask. But from Grandmaster's face compared to normal was much more smiling, and Tang San guessed the relationship between Spirit Hall and Grandmaster should have become a lot better.

"Xiao Wu, for tomorrow's holiday, will you return home?"

Tang San said to Xiao Wu while packing his luggage.

One school year had passed, and he was finally able to return home and see his father. This afternoon at the smithy he had already asked Xhi San for a leave of absence. Also specially bought a brand new forging hammer, intending to bring back to give to his father.

Since Tang San joined Shi San's smithy, making the quality of the various kinds of weapons and equipment produced in the smithy rise one grade, business became better, and right now Tang San's wages already reached five silver spirit coins every month, equivalent to half a spirit master's stipend.

Xiao Wu leaned on the bed, her eyes revealing some loneliness, entirely different from her usual liveliness,

"I'm not going home. Maybe, just stay at the academy."

Tang San was dumbfounded a moment,

"All year, you won't return to see your family?"

Xiao Wu's eyes suddenly lit up, saying:

"Little San, your family isn't far from the academy is it? Otherwise, I'll follow you to return and play, how about that? Anyway Wang Sheng and Xiao Chen-Yu are both going to participate in the intermediate spirit master academy examination, there's nobody to accompany me to play."

Tang San smiled, after passing one year together, he could be considered as having some comparative understanding regarding Xiao Wu could. This little girl was lively and energetic, always appearing motivated by a desire to see the world in chaos; when acting gentle and soft, she somehow appeared like a lovely doll, but a moment later became a violent whirlwind. That Nuoding Xiao Wu Jie title of hers was exactly called in vain. In the entire academy, who knew how many students had already tasted bitterness from her.

"My family can be very poor, without anything good to entertain you."

Xiao Wu with both hands akimbo, and big eyes glaring at Tang San said:

"Every month you saved so much of your stipend, so reluctant to spend, but still fear entertaining me?"

Tang San wearing a slight smile extended his right hand,

"Speaking of stipends I suddenly recall, a certain person still appears to owe me six silver spirit coins."

Xiao Wu was dumbfounded a moment, her fair and tender little face revealing some embarrassment. A stipend of one gold coin every month could definitely not be regarded as little, however, her spending was truly extravagant, if seeing something good coming back to buy it, not taking into account a bit whether or not it was useful. By now she long ago already had her own bedding, not having to share with Tang San. Never able to manage her finances, in a short time asking Tang San to lend spending money, already became habit.

"Not exactly six silver coins? Wait for me to get the stipend to pay you. You still haven't said, if you after all are willing to let me come along with you."

Tang San said with a slight smile:

"You want to go then go. Only, my dad's temperament can be bad."

Xiao Wu not in the least fazed said:

"Someone this lovely, your dad will happily approve of me."

While speaking, still assuming a gentle and soft appearance asking Tang San with blinking eyes.

Other people might be fooled by her outward appearance, but Tang San had seen too many scenes of her true volcanic eruptions. He could not help but shake his head, still not a bit swallowing her cover.

"You need not use your honey trap on me. Fortunately you will appear seven years old, if a bit older, perhaps you truly would have a little fox spirit talent."