novelraw Chapter 13: Time Flies
Chapter 13: Time Flies
"Boss! You smell amazing lately! Even better than roast goose!"
As night fell, Na'er, once again using the excuse of not being able to sleep, took her small pillow and crawled into Yu Chen's bed.
Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, a smile appeared on her petite face. She looked up at Yu Chen, sniffed the air slightly, and then exclaimed excitedly.
"You smell nice?"
Hearing Na'er's words, Yu Chen's eyes lit up, and he roughly understood the root of all this.
Na'er possesses the bloodline of the Silver Dragon King, whose bloodline originates from the Dragon God, and she herself carries the aura of the dragon race of this world.
Therefore, Na'er felt a strange sense of closeness and dependence on Yu Chen. Previously, Yu Chen used Bloodlust, and the residual aura after the dragon blood in his body was enhanced made his dragon aura even stronger. It is understandable that Na'er would sigh like this.
"Yes, I can smell it. Boss has a really special scent. It smells so good! Better than braised pork, twice-cooked pork...it's even more fragrant!"
When Yu Chen asked her a question, Na'er nodded her little head on the pillow, then got up and put her nose close to Yu Chen's chest, taking a few careful sniffs. She held up a finger for each dish she mentioned, as if she were performing some kind of sacred ritual.
"Okay, as long as Na'er likes it. It's getting late, go to sleep early, or you won't grow tall."
Yu Chen smelled that milky scent again; it smelled wonderful and comforting.
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Time flies, and half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.
Today is a special day, a new day, the day Na'er awakens her martial spirit.
Na'er got up early in the morning and excitedly ran around the living room like a spinning top.
"Boss, boss! What kind of martial soul do you think I can awaken?"
"What if what awakens is eyes, just like yours? You always say my eyes are beautiful!"
At this moment, Na'er was holding a stick with the broom head removed, and she was wielding it with great skill and flair.
She doesn't look like she's about to awaken her martial spirit at all; she looks more like a delinquent girl about to get into a street fight.
Yu Chen leaned against the door frame, looking at her carefree manner, and couldn't help but doubt his life. Could it be that there was something wrong with his parenting methods? Otherwise, how did Na'er change from the gentle and quiet girl in the original work into the loud and boisterous wild girl she is now?
No, that's not right. It can't be my fault. It must be because I was too easygoing that Na'er revealed her true nature. It's all Na'er's fault.
"It looks like a long spear to me?" Seeing Na'er's eagerness to awaken her martial soul, Yu Chen smiled helplessly and made up a story.
"Huh? Why?" Na'er stopped what she was doing, looking completely bewildered.
"Just guessing. Stop fooling around, put down the broom, let's get going."
Soon, Yu Chen and Na'er arrived at the Spirit Pagoda. Yu Chen squatted down, looked into her eyes, and said, "Na'er, listen, even if you fail to awaken your spirit or your martial soul isn't good, don't be afraid. With your boss here, I'll take care of you and protect you for the rest of my life."
"Yes! Boss is the best!" Na'er nodded heavily, then strode into the awakening room, her back view filled with the heroic spirit of "ready to die".
A few minutes later, Na'er walked out dejectedly, her shoulders slumped.
At this moment, she had her head down, her shoulders slumped, and her silver hair hung messily over her forehead. She looked like a kitten that had just passed through a storm, and the word "loss" was written all over her body.
Yu Chen didn't ask any more questions, but simply opened his arms and waited quietly.
The next second, Na'er buried her face in his chest, her arms tightly wrapped around his waist, and cried out in a voice filled with sobs:
"Boss...I...I didn't...I didn't do anything..."
"That uncle said... I don't have a martial spirit..."
"It's alright!" Yu Chen said casually. "It's perfect. It's so nice to be an ordinary person. No need to cultivate, no need to get beaten up. If we encounter danger in the future, let the boss handle it. You can just hide behind me and eat snacks."
Na'er raised her tearful eyes and stared blankly at Yu Chen's confident "I'm here for you" demeanor.
A moment later, she sniffed, and her lips slowly parted to reveal a smile with tears in them.
On their way home, the setting sun cast long shadows of the two of them.
Yu Chen held Na'er's hand as they walked down the bustling street.
Although Na'er stopped crying, her little hands gripped Yu Chen's fingers tightly, her knuckles turning slightly white from the force, and she refused to let go for even a moment.
She was afraid and uneasy.
Yu Chen felt the warmth and strength coming from her palm, and tightened his grip on her hand, silently transmitting his power.
Time flies, and a year has passed in the blink of an eye.
Yu Chen's life is as regular as the hands of a clock: going to school, forging, going home, and playing with Na'er.
Through daily bloodlust and meditation, his soul power has steadily reached level nine, and no one in the class can rival him.
He was an absolute freak when it came to forging.
For an ordinary person, it might take several years to go from beginner to first-level blacksmith, but Yu Chen only took one year to complete the hundred forging of ten kinds of metals and became a second-level blacksmith in one fell swoop.
Even a strict teacher like Mang Tian couldn't help but marvel at the talent Yu Chen displayed each time he saw it.
For Mang Tian, a level six blacksmith, forging a hundred times was just a trivial matter.
However, Yu Chen is only a seven-year-old child, and has only been on the path of forging for a year. To achieve such success is beyond what the word "genius" can describe. Mang Tian felt that receiving such a disciple was a blessing from heaven.
Although Yu Chen possessed exceptional talent in forging, he did not become arrogant or complacent. He understood that forging was ultimately just an auxiliary skill; compared to forging, Yu Chen knew that the essence of a Soul Master lay in cultivating Soul Power. His true trump card was the dragon blood within him that increased with his Soul Power.
After a year of arduous training, Yu Chen's soul power reached level nine, and the dragon blood in his body also increased by 4% compared to the beginning.
Although the progress may seem small, this seemingly minor improvement has brought about a qualitative leap. Now, relying solely on his physical strength, he possesses a terrifying explosive force exceeding four hundred kilograms. Every time he clenches his fist, he can feel the destructive power flowing through his subcutaneous veins.
However, he only has 9% dragon blood in his body, so he is just an ordinary hybrid. Yu Chen's current goal is to become an "Emperor".
The so-called emperor is a hybrid race whose dragon blood exceeds the critical blood limit and can still maintain rationality. In other words, when Yu Chen's dragon blood exceeds 50%, which is equivalent to his soul power reaching level 50, his strength will experience a surge.
Reaching this level, their combat power is beyond what ordinary hybrids can challenge. This is the realm of "Emperors," and every Emperor is capable of fighting dragons.
However, without any resources at the moment, Yu Chen doesn't know when he will be able to raise the dragon blood ratio to over 50% and become an 'Emperor'.
Although there is still a long way to go before becoming an "Emperor", Yu Chen is not in a hurry.
Every night, when he returned to his small home in the small town of Donghai, looking at Na'er sleeping soundly on her back with glistening drool at the corner of her mouth, and listening to her even and sweet breathing, Yu Chen felt that even the starlight outside the window became gentle.
These days are good.
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