Chapter 14 - Otherworldly Tang San's First Dark We

　　Early in the morning, Tang San rushed back from the mountain in a refreshed state to make breakfast, in these days, because of using the Purple Extreme Magic Pupil every day and constantly practicing in the morning, the Purple Extreme Magic Pupil had already made considerable progress compared to before, and his eyes were already able to see the subtle movements of mosquitoes flapping their wings clearly within ten meters. If Xuan Tian Gong hadn't failed to break through the bottleneck, Tang San believed that his progress in all other aspects would have been even greater. 　　Forging a fifty centimeter square piece of pig iron into the size of a fist, that originally seemed impossible, had been accomplished by Tang San as early as half a month ago. Tang Hao had taught him that kind of forging hammer method of borrowing strength and exerting force, and he was also able to swing twenty-four hammers in a row, with every single one of them being accurate, including the control of power. Although Tang Hao had never praised him for anything, but from the occasional gazes of satisfaction that his father exuded, Tang San knew that he had accomplished a small amount of this hammering technique, and that any further advancement would still depend on constant practice. 　　Immediately going into the house, gently touching his wrist, Tang San's face exuded a trace of a satisfied smile, on his wrist, he was carrying his first piece of work after coming to this world, and it was a piece of work where all the steps were completed by himself. 　　It was a sleeve arrow, in the Tang Sect at the time, sleeve arrows were the most common type of concealed weapon, the key to making a sleeve arrow was the power of the machine Juan and the delicacy of the design itself. The key to making sleeve arrows was the power of the machine Juan and the delicacy of its design. Sleeve arrows like those made by Tang San were even equipped with safeties, so there was no chance of accidental injury. 　　A set of sleeve arrows was usually composed of three arrows and a sleeve quiver, and the one Tang San was carrying now was no exception. The material of this sleeve arrow, however, was the very same piece of pig iron that he had spent nearly a hundred days hammering out. 　　When Tang San completed the task Tang Hao had given him, forging that piece of pig iron into only the size of a fist, he was surprised to find that the original pig iron with numerous impurities had turned into a piece of iron mother, a true iron mother. 　　In his previous life, not to mention him, even the best foundry masters of the Tang Sect would never have this method of forging ordinary pig iron into iron mother. But in this world, it had become a reality. This in itself was an extremely incredible thing. And this quiver of sleeve arrows Tang San was carrying on his wrist was precisely manufactured from that iron mother, and completing the sleeve arrows, including the three small four-inch arrows, used up exactly all the iron mother. 　　In terms of casting, Tang San was no good, far inferior to Tang Hao. But in terms of creating mechanical concealed weapons, not to mention Tang Hao, I'm afraid there was no one in the entire Douluo Continent who could compare to him, the genius of the Tang Sect's outer door. 　　Ordinary sleeve arrows generally had a range of about fifteen meters, while the sleeve arrows Tang San created could maintain an effective attack distance of thirty meters away. 　　The so-called effective attack distance was the straight line distance after the sleeve arrow was shot, that is, the distance that could maintain full killing power. 　　Tang San's tube of sleeve arrows, despite only having three, was extremely well made, each sleeve arrow had three blood slots on it, and if it wasn't for the fact that the number was too small, he had once thought of putting barbs on the tips of the sleeve arrows. The very small quartered tail at the end allowed the sleeve arrows to fly extremely smoothly. The tapered arrowheads had spiral marks on them, which would give the sleeve arrows a stronger penetrating power when shot. 　　For the design and manufacture of concealed weapons, Tang San would always pursue perfection, even if this was just an ordinary quiver of sleeve arrows. 　　Tang San knows, he is still young, Xuan Tian Gong has not been able to break through the bottleneck, if it is an ordinary person to not afraid, but if you meet the last pixel cloud Tao kind of soul master that can use the martial soul, his own power is far from being enough, but with this tube of sleeve arrows is not the same, Tang San is confident that with it, as long as the strength of the soul master is not too strong, he has a way to deal with. 　　...... 　　[Tang Sect Xuan Tian Treasure Record, General Outline, Article 2, What is a concealed weapon, secretly used, to overcome the enemy's special weapon is a concealed weapon. If the enemy knows that you want to use it, then, it is not in the dark weapon, but the open weapon. 　　...... 　　Tang San certainly wouldn't let his concealed weapon become an open weapon, and Tang Hao never asked him what he did with this iron mother, so this tube of sleeve arrows was a secret that belonged to him alone. 　　Walking into the door of the house, the fragrance of porridge came to his nose, the same thing he did every day, and had gotten used to it long ago. 　　"Dad, it's time to eat." Tang San called out to the inner room. 　　Surprisingly, Tang Hao, who would walk out every day upon hearing dinner, didn't appear today. 　　Tang San's heart instantly tightened, could it be that dad was sick? Hastily, he took three steps and ran into his father's room. 　　Tang Hao wasn't in the middle of the room, and for the first time in the past few years, it seemed like he hadn't slept. 　　While Tang San was wondering what Tang Hao had gone to do, Tang Hao came back. 　　"Junior, what did you do in the morning?" Tang Hao asked indifferently. 　　Tang San said, "I went out to exercise. Every morning I go out for a run." It wasn't a lie, he had indeed gone to 'exercise'. 　　"Hmm." Tang Hao didn't dig deeper, and said indifferently, "You don't need to practice casting anymore today, pack up your things, and tomorrow Old Jack will take you to Notting City." 　　Tang San froze for a moment, "Notting City? Going for what?" The last time he went to Nordin City was about a year ago, when Old Jack went into the city to buy something and brought him along to see the sights. 　　Tang Hao glanced at him and said, "Don't you want to learn the abilities of a soul master? Old Jack will take you to Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy to be a work-study student. There you'll learn what you want to learn." 　　Hearing his father's words, Tang San's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, an unspeakable excitement attacking his heart, Xuan Tian Gong's inability to make a breakthrough had always been the biggest knot plaguing him, and the soulmaster's soul ring was clearly an opportunity. 　　"Dad, why did you change your mind?" 　　Tang Hao asked back, "So are you going or not?" 　　Tang San said, "But if I go, there'll be no one to cook for you." At this moment, he had already understood that the reason his father had gotten up so early today was that he had gone to find Village Chief Jack.