Dark Moon Era Chapter 320

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The spirit visualization method might sound simple. It was actually directing one's spirit to feel the internal structure of the iron blank during the hammering. Being meticulous was not necessary. One would only need to feel which part of the blank was softer and which part was tighter.

Precisely feeling the internal structure was not something the elementary spirit visualization method could achieve.

“Sounds simple, doesn't it?” Boss Huang asked.

Tang Ling was a little dumbfounded. Is it easy? Or difficult?

Boss Huang was affected as well. Hmm, should it be easy or difficult for the kid?

As a matter of fact, the spirit visualization method was difficult. Just think about it. During the test for genetic talent, the first cultivation class…everything was related to visualization.

During the genetic talent test, it was just a plain and simple visualization without a specific goal.

In the first cultivation class, there was a purpose for the visualization, but it depended on one's idea and mentality to form the structure.

All the visualization processes needed the help of the machine and the mind must be clear while the heart must be calm.

Now, Tang Ling was asked to smith and visualize the blank to feel its internal structure. Was that easy?

It was not just related to dividing one's attention. There was a huge limitation as well because he could not do as he willed it, so how difficult could that be?

However, Boss Huang felt that if he made it sound sophisticated and Tang Ling easily achieved it, what should he do then? How should he dupe Tang Ling to believe he was stupid in the future?

Tang Ling did not state his opinion. After some thought, Boss Huang said, “It's easy to me and to some of the geniuses out there, but you? Hmm, it's difficult to say. Let's see how fast you master it.”

Boss Huang was cunning enough to not state the specific timeframe. He would simply say that Tang Ling was slow no matter how long he took to master the spirit visualization method.

He then started to explain the visualization method.

The theory behind the visualization method was not difficult at all. The key was to concentrate the spirit, not just with plain concentration but to concentrate it at the pineal gland of the human brain. There was a specific method to achieve it.

Mastering the visualization method was like forming an invisible eye in the pineal gland using one's spirit. This eye would be a lot more useful than the human eye because it could see many things that the naked eye could not.

From there, one could easily detect the internal structure of the blanks, and when one got better at it, one could examine it on a smaller scale.

Boss Huang's explanation was very precise and detailed. It seemed like he cared about this visualization method a lot, thus Tang Ling was also serious about learning it.

Two hours flew by before Tang Ling could practice.

“Great, now you've already learned what you should know. Starting from tomorrow, you will smith using this new visualization method. Remember, before you truly master this method, your smithing efficiency will drop.

“When you recover your smithing efficiency and can smith at least a third faster than your current speed, only then can you consider yourself having grasped the basics of this method,” Boss Huang added a reminder at the end of his explanation.

Tang Ling frowned and nodded.

Boss Huang was really something. The visualization method was mystical, even more so after his explanation of the theory. Before Boss Huang explained the theory and method, it was difficult for Tang Ling to imagine how to start such cultivation.

“Is it really called the spirit visualization method?” Tang Ling believed a powerful method should have a grander name.

“What else? Why don't I call it teaching-you-how-to-open-your-third-eye? How's that for a change?” Boss Huang looked askance at Tang Ling. As a matter of fact, this visualization actually had a name and it was not the plain name that he had mentioned. It was called God's Eye, and only a few people in the world could cultivate it. The selected few were mostly excellencers and…

However, Boss Huang did not want to reveal its original name because there was no use for a dumb kid like Tang Ling to know all those stuff.

Tang Ling actually had more questions to ask, but Han Xing was already making a fuss and his racket entered Tang Ling's ears. “Tang Ling, Tang Ling! Are you done with your work? Can we practice swordplay?”

Han Xing already knew who he was. As a matter of fact, he had known since the night before. It was not necessary for Tang Ling to wear the face cloth when he headed back to Dvesha Moha. Besides, Tang Ling had no reason to hide his identity from Han Xing.

Even though he did not know why Han Xing shamelessly tagged along and begged to stay in Dvesha Moha, he did not sense any hostility or ill intentions from the bright boy.

“Swordplay? I think you two should let the swords play you!” Boss Huang sneered before Tang Ling could answer. He was wondering why Han Xing was so lively and vigorous. Did feeding Monty not torture him enough?

While he had that thought in mind, Han Xing barged into the smithing room.

From his face to his body, Han Xing was covered in black spots of various sizes, making him look like a Dalmatian, but he did not notice it. He was holding two sticks with enthusiasm.

Tang Ling wanted to ask what had happened. It was the first time he was curious about Monty's real identity. It seemed like Monty was kept in a certain area on the third floor, but Tang Ling had never been to that floor.

Nevertheless, he decided to keep the question for another day. He would let Han Xing be a Dalmation for a day or two since it looked nice on him. After all, Tang Ling was also a mischievous person.

However, he rejected Han Xing's invitation to practice swordplay because he was going out to see Ro Xin and Ro Li. He had to at least let them know that he was living a steady life too.

“Where are you going? I'm coming too!” Han Xing's energy seemed endless.

Tang Ling did not reject him, so he muttered a ‘whatever' before he went back to his room to clean up.

It has been two hours now. Why hasn't Higan come over?

20 minutes later, Tang Ling went out with Han Xing following him.

Han Xing finally realized that he was covered in spots. After a terrible bout of screaming, he was told that he could only wash the spots away using special herbal water for three days, so he surrendered and wrapped his head with a cloth.

That old fox Boss Huang is really a wicked guy! 

Nevertheless, Han Xing did not want to give up on the chance to follow Tang Ling out, so he wrapped his head tightly, exposing only his sharp glistening eyes and shamelessly followed Tang Ling.

On the other hand, Tang Ling did not have the mood to care about him.

Higan had not shown up in the end, and it was already 4 in the evening. As he recalled what she said yesterday, Tang Ling felt uneasy, but he believed she would show up soon.

He spent 100 Black Wind coins to bribe Ding Ling and Ding Dong. If Higan came over, he told them to accompany her and entertain her while she waited for him to come back. If things went smoothly, he would be back in 2 to 3 hours.

He would be able to come back earlier if he could invite Ro Xin and Ro Li to Dvesha Moha.

However, he wanted Ro Xin to accompany him to stroll around the marketplace when they headed back since he believed that girls would know what other girls liked better.

Tang Ling was still a person with a plan.

As the two of them strolled down the street, both Tang Ling and Han Xing drew attention.

Tang Ling wore a donkey-faced cloth on his face today, and it was none other than Boss Huang's masterpiece. However, he had told Tang Ling that the donkey was actually a powerful steed.

As for Han Xing, he wrapped his head like a dumpling, exposing only a pair of sharp glistening eyes. He looked as perverted as he could get, and everyone who laid eyes on him assumed he was a thief who stole underwear.

However, the situation was still under control since there were no angry folks who wanted to beat them up for their suspicious looks. Since Tang Ling became an overnight sensation, many young boys on the street were wearing dog-headed face cloths too and every one of them looked as perverted as he had yesterday.

Therefore, Tang Ling and Han Xing did not stand out that much.

When they reached the third street of the Pearl District, Han Xing excitedly whispered in Tang Ling's ears, “Bro, you're famous! Look, there are so many people pretending to be you! Great! You won't miss out on the girls wherever you go now!”

Tang Ling glared at Han Xing who shrunk his neck and grumbled, “Oh right, you have the queen. Who else would want to be the queen's third wheel? It's suicide without a grave! I know women can be beautiful, but you might get bored with her in, like, three years,”

“Can you even speak human?!” Tang Ling could not bear the little pervert beside him.

Unfortunately, Han Xing was distracted by a woman on the street. He said excitedly, “Hey, Bro, look! There's someone pretending to be me as well.”

Tang Ling looked ahead. Who is pretending to be Han Xing? Isn't she holding just a sword on her back? How is that pretending?

The two of them kept talking about strange topics, mostly brought up by Han Xing. They soon reached No. 299 of the third street.

Almost all the buildings on this street were built with giant seashells but not the Ancient Path Drugstore of No. 299. It was built with a unique wooden material from the bottom of the sea. Its design contained mixed Huaxia elements and its jade tone granted it vitality.

In the midst of the green vitality, yellow withered timber was used to form the exterior and the wood was carved with abstract pictures from the olden days, giving the lively building an aged feeling, as though it was saying all vigorous vitality would age in the end. It seemed meaningful.

Tang Ling was an admirer of artistic stuff, so he spared extra attention to the architecture.

As for Han Xing, he was an admirer of women. His body was already shaking as he muttered to himself, “Holy sh*t! A perfect woman!”

“What perfect woman?” Tang Ling was pulled back to the perverted world of Han Xing and he looked towards the entrance of the drugstore that Han Xing was pointing at.

The drugstore was bustling with people moving around and business being brisk.

Among the crowd was a hard-working girl wearing a wide-collared T-shirt and long pants. Maybe because of her work, her forehead was sweaty and it slightly wet the hairband that shared the same color with her hair, so the bangs stuck to her forehead.

Even her T-shirt, which brought out her slender figure, was slick with sweat. While her face was decent, she was incomparable to Higan although she was considered one of the rare beauties among the people. Coupled with her serious side profile, she was heart-throbbing.

Tang Ling smiled when he saw her. Who else could she be? Ro Xin!

Han Xing obviously misunderstood Tang Ling's smile. He tugged his arm excitedly. “Bro, am I right? She's the perfect woman! I know your queen is beautiful, but her beauty is way up high. You can only watch her from afar and not play with her, but this…this one…”

Tang Ling turned around to Han Xing with a confused gaze. “Can be played with, right?”

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