Douluo Dalu: Wulin’s Legend - Chapter 130 Do Not Disturb!

In the end, Wulin was able to calm Rong Rong down, but she forced him to make a promise.

Until he had to go, he would spend a night alone with each of the girls so he could dote on them.

Since there is just under half a month until he plans to take Little Niu out to get her Spirit Ring, he will spend two nights with each of the girls, while the rest will be together.

At the same time, Wulin had Rong Rong promise not to tell the others about the plan.

Considering how emotional Rong Rong became, Wulin didn’t want to deal with another four girls going crazy.

However, he felt it was necessary for Rong Rong, the prime target other than himself, to acknowledge the present danger.

He took Rong Rong to his room and made her cultivate after satisfying a couple of her ‘needs’.

Meanwhile, under the jealousy of Rong Rong, Wulin cuddled her slender waist and fell asleep.

In an instant, his consciousness travelled to his Immortal Realm, where he would cultivate like a madman.

Rong Rong, who was cultivating silently, opened her eyes and looked at Wulin’s peaceful sleeping face.

She prodded his cheeks with her finger, “You lucky person, how are you able to cultivate while sleeping?”

She stared at Wulin for a while and caressed his face, feeling every contour and tracing his chiselled jaw.

She knew no matter what she did now, Wulin wouldn’t react or wake up.

Rong Rong pinched his eyebrows and nose, poked his cheeks, and pulled his hair.

It was her revenge for making her worry about him.

However, she soon stopped and just let her hand rest in his short ash grey hair.

Her eyes showed a strong determination, a determination to not become deadweight to Wulin.

Rong Rong closed her eyes once more and began cultivating with increased persistence.

***

Wulin opened his eyes inside the Immortal Realm, surrounded by humongous trees and a massive lake to the side.

There was an ambient sound coming from all the Spirit Beasts living in the Immortal Realm.

Wulin didn’t look around and immediately moved to his territory.

His territory was a piece of cleared out land that Wulin uses as a living and cultivating area.

As usual, Wulin went straight to the forging equipment where he would practise his skills.

An intense fire burned brightly, permeating heat into the atmosphere like the edge of a volcano.

A large golden Spirit Ring flew out of Wulin’s body and shone radiantly. After its appearance, Wulin’s body began changing quickly.

It was his Monkey Emperor Transformation. Wulin became a size larger, and his ash grey hair elongated to his hips.

Tufts of hair grew from Wulin’s wrists and ankles, like furry bangles. At the same time, a long tuft of hair grew along his collar and back to look like a fur coat collar.

Wulin felt unmatched strength flowing through his veins, and he grabbed a nugget of pure iron essence.

It was initially a large cluster of iron ore, but Wulin melted it down and pounded it until it was only the purest iron without any impurities.

Without using any tools, he directly shoved the nugget into the flaming hot forge.

The flames caressed Wulin’s skin and the iron nugget intimately, but only the iron nugget showed change.

Under the devastatingly hot flames, Wulin’s body was completely unharmed.

His body was tempered by the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, so any normal fire did not affect Wulin.

Wulin used it to his advantage and used his fleshy body to monitor the heat of the flames and heat the iron optimally.

He held the iron nugget and rolled it around in the flames, causing it to become a bright red colour.

Once it was malleable and soft enough, Wulin pulled the nugget from the fire and placed it on a black anvil with red vein-like structures throughout.

It was an alloy that Wulin made using some common metals that had the fire attribute.

He purified the metals to their highest point and mixed them with some durable metals to create the superalloy.

The anvil has a high natural temperature and keeps the metal hot for a longer time while Wulin hammers it.

Wulin used one hand to hold the iron nugget while the other summoned his Primal Energy Staff in the shape of a hammer.

Because it was indestructible, Wulin could use his Primal Energy Staff as the hammering tool.

He lost a tiny bit of Spirit Energy with every strike, but it was so negligible that he recovered it just as fast by breathing.

Wulin crashed down onto the iron nugget with incredible force, squishing the face of the metal to his preferred shape.

Despite the rebounding force, Wulin was as steady as a mountain and slowly raised his hammer in a smooth motion.

Even an amateur could tell that Wulin was a master blacksmith.

He was as steady as the earth, as smooth as a flowing river, as swift as a gale and as powerful as an erupting volcano.

Wulin was able to control the strength of his hammer by utilising his Endless Chaos Hammering Technique.

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Using the rebound force as leverage, Wulin was able to turn the power into his own and increased the strength of his hammer.

Like a machine, Wulin tirelessly crashed down on the iron nugget until he created a satisfactory item.

Two hours passed and Wulin finished his blacksmithing, a light sweat shone from his forehead.

Wulin took a quick bath before sitting on his praying mat and cultivating diligently.

He often used some light blacksmithing to clear his mind and get into an optimal cultivation state.

The time passed by slowly. The Spirit Beasts were quietly living their lives, making a sound from time to time to communicate with some other Spirit Beasts.

The large pond had all kinds of delicious fish and produced an endless amount of fresh water.

Because of the pond, there was no need for the Spirit Beasts to fight among each other.

The only time Spirit Beasts fought was to hone their abilities or decide on the hierarchy.

Because Wulin picked them all up when they were babies, they weren’t exposed to a lot of the dangers they would usually face in a forest.

They only had their instincts which was dulled by the peaceful life in the Immortal Realm.

Not only that, but they were under the constant rule of Little Rice, who had power far exceeding her age.

Above Wulin’s head, five monkeys were silently sitting around, watching Wulin and eating bananas.

Unlike their usual loud and unruly behaviour, they were entirely silent at this time.

It was because Wulin was cultivating, and the monkey siblings were deathly afraid of waking him up.

***

A long time ago, when Wulin first took the monkey siblings in as subordinates and taught them how to fight.

The five siblings played around in the forest like usual.

At this time, the forest was still only 10km x 10km big, so the monkeys had already explored every part of the woods.

The five monkeys swung from tree to tree, pushing and shoving each other as they played tag.

It was a way to train their coordination and thinking skills.

While they were playing, the group stumbled upon Wulin’s territory.

One monkey saw Wulin sitting on a praying mat like a statue, his eyes closed and his breathing even, like he was sleeping.

The monkey quickly waved its hands and signalled its brothers to come and have a look.

The monkeys stared at the unmoving Wulin and came to the conclusion that he was sleeping.

Just recently, Wulin handed them a beat down under the pretext of training their cooperation.

He didn’t take a single punch, while the monkey siblings got thrown around like ragdolls.

The monkeys saw the ‘sleeping’ Wulin as an opportunity to strike and finally damage him.

The monkeys made a couple of hand gestures to signal the beginning of the operation.

Slowly and silently, the monkeys made their way down the trees and into the territory of Wulin.

Perhaps he was too deep into his cultivation, or he didn’t care about their presence.

However, Wulin didn’t react even when the monkeys were nearby.

The monkeys felt empowered with this discovery, and they boldly swaggered to Wulin’s side.

They locked eyes with each other, determining which of them will get the first punch.

A silent war waged between the five siblings, but they soon came to a conclusion, they would all hit Wulin!

The five monkeys circled Wulin and punched him at the same time, a group win!

However, their punches didn’t affect Wulin like they thought it would, and it landed on Wulin’s body like a cotton ball.

The monkeys, who were staring at their fists in confusion, didn’t notice Wulin’s eyes slowly open.

A dangerous light fluttered through his eyes as he saw the eldest monkey in front of him.

Wulin clambered up from his praying mat, and the five monkeys flinched when they saw him move.

“…It looks like I have to teach you guys not to disturb me when I am cultivating.”

Wulin clenched his fists. Cracking and popping sounds came from every joint.

He looked at the five monkeys and smiled like a devil, “Let’s begin.”

***

Because of that terrifying event, the monkey siblings immediately learnt not to disturb Wulin when he sat on the praying mat.

15 hours later…

Wulin finally finished cultivating, and he stood up and stretched his body.

“Woo! Woo! Ah!”

The five monkey siblings dropped down from the trees and stood in front of Wulin.

He looked at the eager monkeys and said, “Alright, I still have 31 hours left in the Immortal Realm,”

“If I take 24 hours to increase the age of my Spirit Rings, then I still have 7 hours for other things.”

Wulin nodded his head, “Alright, I will train you guys for a little while.”

The monkeys cheered, “Oo! Ahh!” then they ran to the weapons pile and picked up a staff each.

Thus, Wulin began training the five monkey siblings like he usually does.

***

Wulin opened his eyes after hunting Spirit Beasts in the Spirit Ascension Realm for a whole day.

He found that he was still in the same position that he fell asleep in, hugging Rong Rong’s waist and sleeping on her thigh.

Rong Rong was still deep in cultivation, meaning she had cultivated for 8 hours straight.

Feeling Wulin moving his head, Rong Rong opened her eyes and looked at Wulin.

Wulin got up to lean against the bed head and pulled Rong Rong into his arms.

“Such a good girl, you have cultivated diligently through the entire night.”

Wulin gave her a big kiss on the forehead and played with her tiny fingers intimately.

Rong Rong rested her head on Wulin’s shoulder and giggled, “Of course, who do you think I am?”

“As long as I put my mind to it, I can do anything!”

Wulin smiled, “Good. Then continue to put your mind to it, and keep cultivating. Let’s go freshen up now.”

“Awh~ Didn’t I already cultivate enough today? Let’s play around the clan!” Rong Rong complained childishly.

“You can come with me to train Little Niu and Pachong if you want. However, you will be training with them.”

However, Wulin didn’t plan on letting her play around.

He lifted Rong Rong in a princess carry, sneakily copping a couple of feels of her springy buttocks.

“Ah! You are too perverted, Brother Wulin! All you know is to cultivate and do lewd things.”

Rong Rong naturally caught Wulin in the act and lashed out cutely.

Wulin smiled, “Only because I am with you. How about this, if you make a breakthrough, then you only need to cultivate for eight hours a day.”

Rong Rong widened her eyes.

Eight hours was one-third of an entire day, but that meant she would still have two-thirds to do whatever she wanted.

It was much longer than when Wulin is strict.

“Deal! I think I am getting close to a breakthrough anyway. I will work hard now and slack off later!”

An hour of determined cultivation is much better than ten hours of unfocused cultivation.

Wulin believed these words and used it as a means to motivate the lazy girls like Rong Rong and Little Jing.