Douluo Dragon King: Martial Soul Bow, I pierce the abyss with a single arrow!

Cang Heng's breath caught in his throat for a moment.

He stared intently at the two intersecting, jet-black snake shadows flying in the sky, one agile and the other elusive, their trajectories completely different, yet possessing a strange harmony.

split into two?

A hundred-year-old soul skill not only has amplification in all aspects, but can also perform split attacks?

"Lu Ze, your soul skill can actually split into two attacks?"

Lu Ze shook his head slightly, "Teacher, you've misunderstood."

Lu Ze spoke with a hint of helplessness, "'Shadow Serpent Possession' only has one aspect—the true body—possessing all the effects of the soul skill. The other one…"

He paused, organizing his thoughts.

"The other one is just a shadow, with no actual offensive power; it can only be used to confuse the enemy."

Cang Heng was taken aback upon hearing this, then nodded. Indeed, after all, it was only a hundred-year-old soul ring.

"Very well, your soul skill now combines acceleration and stealth. That's enough."

"Yes." Lu Ze nodded. He had originally thought there would be a splitting effect, but it turned out to be just an illusion.

Perhaps things will be different when it becomes a thousand-year soul ring?

The Ascension Platform does have this effect.

Lu Ze thought for a moment, but didn't plan to bring it up. With his current century-old soul skill, he felt he could only use it five times at most before depleting his mana bar. However, if it were just pure soul power arrows, it could consume three times more mana.

With his accuracy, there was absolutely no need for that.

The look in Cang Heng's eyes as he looked at Lu Ze had changed from initial admiration to utter satisfaction and pride.

Gifted with extraordinary talent, calm and composed, and possessing exceptional combat wisdom, and now even his luck is this good!

What kind of precious disciple have I taken in?

He calmed his excited emotions and his expression became serious.

"Lu Ze, you are now a Soul Master. Next, we need to plan your future path."

Cang Heng paced back and forth, then said in a deep voice, "In this era, the ultimate goal of a Soul Master is to become a Battle Armor Master. And to become a Battle Armor Master, one must have a secondary profession; this is a mandatory requirement."

coming!

Lu Ze's heart stirred.

Battle Armor, the strongest equipment that runs throughout the entire Legend of the Dragon King.

Soul Masters without Battle Armor are utterly helpless against Battle Armor Masters of the same level.

"Your talent destined you for limitless achievements. Therefore, the choice of a secondary profession is of utmost importance." Cang Heng's expression was very serious. "I do have a suggestion for you."

"Please speak, teacher," Lu Ze said, feigning attentiveness.

"Mech repair."

Cang Heng uttered four words, a mysterious smile on his face that seemed to say, "You've hit the jackpot."

"What?" Lu Ze wondered if he had misheard.

Mech repairman? Isn't that just like a high-level auto mechanic?

"Don't underestimate this side job." Seeing Lu Ze's bewildered expression, Cang Heng assumed he didn't understand the intricacies of it and immediately began to enthusiastically promote it.

"Forging, designing, and manufacturing—these three core professions of battle armor are all incredibly arduous and have frighteningly low success rates. Countless talented soul masters have wasted too much energy on their secondary professions, thus hindering their own soul power cultivation and ultimately fading into obscurity."

He spoke with the air of someone who had been through it all, his words earnest and meaningful.

"But mech repair is different! This skill is easy to learn and makes money quickly! Most importantly, it doesn't consume much mental energy! You can focus all your energy on cultivation!"

"When you become a powerful warrior and need battle armor, you can always hire the best blacksmiths and designers to custom-make one for you! We're not short of money!"

Cang Heng became more and more smug as he spoke, and finally concluded: "So, choosing mecha repair is choosing the easiest and safest path to success."

Lu Ze listened, completely stunned.

Ber, aren't you just... a lazy winner?

Old Deng, your thinking is dangerous!

However, it is true that for Soul Masters with abundant resources, focusing on cultivation is indeed better.

Unfortunately, Lu Ze was no ordinary genius; he was a time traveler who knew the script.

He knew all too well that in the later stages, the battle armor that truly stood at the top of the pyramid could not be bought with money.

Especially the Heavenly Forging required for the Four-Character Battle Armor; there are only two places on the entire continent that can forge it.

The master craftsman Zhenhua, and the Golden Dragon King Tang Wulin.

Zhenhua is too old and unable to shoulder heavy responsibilities.

In other words, they can basically only rely on Tang Wulin, the chosen one, for the rest of the time.

Regardless of what Lu Ze thought of Tang Wulin, he couldn't possibly hand over such a crucial step to someone else.

Therefore, he absolutely had to try this forging process!

Of course, forging requires talent. If he doesn't have the talent to become a master craftsman, Lu Ze will definitely have to learn repair instead and be a passive learner.

At worst, we can pressure that old man Zhenhua again later.

Eighty years old is the perfect age to take risks!

"Teacher." Lu Ze interrupted Cang Heng, who was still in high spirits, his expression calm and firm.

"Your suggestion is good, but I already have a choice."

Cang Heng was taken aback: "Oh? What do you want to choose?"

Lu Ze raised his head, looked directly at his teacher, and uttered each word slowly and deliberately.

"I'd like to try forging."

"forging?"

"Yes, teacher," Lu Ze repeated without wavering, "I choose to become a blacksmith."

Cang Heng pondered for a moment, then said, "Alright, I'll take you to see someone."

"Who?"

"Mu Chen, President of the Donghai City Forging Association!"

Lu Ze recognized him; it was Mu Chen, Tang Wulin's teacher, an eight-star master craftsman!

But why did he go to see Mu Chen?

Cang Heng gave a wicked smile, "I'll become your disciple!"

Huh? You're going to become an apprentice right away?

……

……

Donghai City Blacksmith Association.

It was a gray high-rise building, about thirty stories tall, with a huge hammer hanging on it, symbolizing the place.

Cang Heng walked into the association's hall with his hands behind his back and his head held high.

Lu Ze followed behind him, looking around.

"Hello, Master of Cangheng Tower."

The receptionist was a young woman in a well-fitting uniform. When she saw Cang Heng, her professional, sweet smile froze for a moment, but she quickly recovered and bowed.

Cang Heng is quite famous in Donghai City. He swindled countless rare metals from the guild leader and then had the guild leader forge battle armor for him...

It is a case of taking from the people and using it for the people.

Cang Heng waved his hand casually and asked the question in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Is Mu Chen here? Tell him to come out and see me."

"I'm sorry, Tower Master." The girl's posture became even more respectful. "The Guild Master is currently in the lecture hall on the third floor, giving a lesson to some blacksmiths. I'm afraid... it will take some time."

"Teaching?" Cang Heng curled his lip.

As a master craftsman and the guild leader, Mu Chen would indeed occasionally teach forging techniques to other blacksmiths in Donghai City.

Lu Ze listened intently from the side, and his heart stirred slightly. He stepped forward and said to Cang Heng.

"Teacher, since the guild leader is busy, why don't I try blacksmithing first? If it doesn't suit me, I can switch to another secondary profession."

"Hmm?" Upon hearing that they were going to give up, Cang Heng immediately woke up. He slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "Great idea! Come on, your master will take you to try it!"

He excitedly pulled Lu Ze along and gestured with his chin toward the girl at the front desk.

"Give us a basic forging workshop."

"Yes, Tower Master."

The young woman dared not delay and immediately made arrangements through the soul communication device, then respectfully guided the two in the right direction.

"Oh, right, put it on your president's tab."

"..."