Douluo Dragon King: I Have an Minecraft Dimension

The katana is a classic mod in the history of Minecraft mods, and it has many different versions.

There are countless famous and demonic swords.

They might even conjure up a Senren Banka for you, and after each slash, they'll utter "Ciallo" (∠・ω<)⌒☆

I wonder which version this newly added katana belongs to?

Regardless of the version or add-ons, the essence of the katana remains the same.

Pick up the fallen log blocks, skillfully break them down into planks, and then craft a workbench and a wooden sword.

I randomly picked up a passing chick, chopped it with a wooden sword, and then placed two logs and the wooden sword diagonally in that order.

Clang clang clang, and a brand new nameless sword, the Puppet, was born.

Holding the puppet, Tang Heng executed a swift and clean sword slash with effortless grace, drawing a faint arc in the air.

It was like the natural feeling that comes from swinging a sword millions of times; he had mastered it the moment he held the knife.

"As expected, the most basic method of sword crafting has not changed."

"There are many interesting rare metals on the Douluo Continent. Through forging, they can even be given life. I wonder if we could use those rare metals to forge a katana?"

Tang Heng's mind wandered, and he came up with this idea.

Because soon his younger brother will be going to Mangtian to learn forging, and he will probably give it a try too.

After all, battle armor is great, and mechs are really cool.

If he can become a master craftsman and build a mecha entirely with heaven-forged metal, it might completely crush the four-word battle armor.

Tang Heng continued to roam the Star Dou Great Forest, killing some soul beasts to increase his soul power, and collecting resources and mining minerals to fill his backpack.

In just three days, Tang Heng's soul power level increased by another level.

Achieving a level 1 every three days, even at the Soul Master level, would be considered a prodigy in the outside world.

Improving too quickly isn't a good thing either. He doesn't have any background right now, so it's okay if Shrek Academy targets him; at most, they'll try to brainwash him.

It wouldn't be so nice if the Holy Spirit Church were interested in him.

After calculating the time difference between the MC world and the Douluo world, Tang Heng, upon returning to the village, did not sleep but instead chose to exit the world and return to reality.

Outside the window, the bright moon shines.

A faint but powerful surge of soul energy emanated from the upper bunk, giving off a sense of endless vitality.

This was Tang Wulin in a meditative state.

I always felt that compared to the original work, the younger brother's vitality and talent seemed to be displayed more.

"This state seems to be more effective than the first meditation in the original story. Could it be that I was intimidated by that Golden Dragon King yesterday when I made my move? Or has this kid grasped what I taught him today?"

After observing Tang Wulin for a while, Tang Heng murmured to himself.

On his way home from school, he took out the theory from a fellow forum member on choosing the right cultivation path for the Blue Silver Grass martial soul and explained it to Tang Wulin.

Sure enough, on the grand stage of Douluo Continent, you little cheater shouldn't come.

Without disturbing Tang Wulin, he could tell from the noises outside that his parents had returned.

Just as the original story unfolded, Nar, who was a manifestation of the Silver Dragon King, had no background and naturally stayed in their family.

"From today onwards, Na'er, I'm your older brother."

"Call me 'Brother Heng' and let me hear it."

Na'er nodded, gave a slight smile, and said in a sweet, soft voice, "Hello, Brother Heng~"

Ah, young girls are the best.

Of course, he had no ulterior motives. As an ordinary young man who grew up under the red flag, he still had to have basic morals.

Na'er is only five and a half years old. Anyone who has such thoughts is an absolute genius. Such a person should be tied up and electrocuted.

After gently rubbing the soft, delicate head, Tang Heng took out a hazelnut chocolate from his bag.

Na'er took the chocolate, unwrapped it, and put it in her mouth. A rich aroma exploded on her taste buds, making her happily cup her face and exclaim, "Mmm—this is so delicious!"

"Be a good girl, little sister. If you behave, your brother will buy you more in the future."

"Uh-huh!"

Seeing this heartwarming scene, Tang Ziran and his wife felt that adopting Na'er was the right decision.

"By the way, son, haven't you reached level ten in soul power? It's time to choose a soul spirit."

Tang Ziran looked worried. When he went to the governor's office to inquire about Na'er's information today, he also asked the staff about the matter of spirits.

In Aolai City's Spirit Tower, even the cheapest hundred-year-old spirit costs a million Federal Credits.

My son has a very high-quality martial soul, and he is born with full soul power. If I were to give him a ten-year soul spirit, it would only delay his future career as a soul master.

But a million federal dollars is an astronomical figure for their family.

However, even if he has to borrow it, he still needs to raise that one million federal dollars.

Whatever hardships we face, we must not let the children suffer.

Tang Heng nodded. He could see his father's predicament; he knew their situation better than anyone. So he spoke up:

"Dad, you don't need to worry about that. I talked to the academy teachers about my family situation today, and the principal said he would fund the purchase of a hundred-year-old spirit for me."

If it weren't for the need to cover his tracks, he would have simply found a soul beast in the MC dimension and killed it.

"Then we should thank them; this is no small sum."

Tang Ziran said solemnly, "Although our family is not a prestigious family, we are just ordinary people. But we must remember to repay kindness and not be ungrateful."

"Don't worry, don't you know what kind of person your son is? Xiao Heng and Wu Lin are both good kids."

Lang Yue walked over and saw Na'er looking at her expectantly. She hugged Na'er tightly and said, "Na'er is a good girl, Mom's good daughter. Remember to learn from your brothers."

"Na'er knows!"

Before long, Tang Wulin also woke up from his meditation. He was so happy to learn that Na'er had officially joined his family that he jumped up and down. It was only after Tang Heng reminded him that he calmed down.

To welcome Na'er's arrival, Tang Ziran went out and bought a large pile of kebabs.

The family sat around the wooden table, eating kebabs and chatting, creating a warm and harmonious atmosphere that brought a sense of peace.

Seeing this scene, Tang Heng secretly made up his mind.

Only by being strong enough can we protect the warmth of this house from being destroyed by anyone.

After eating and drinking their fill, the whole family went to bed.

In the bedroom, Tang Heng was still writing furiously, his fingertips dancing across the keyboard, lines of text appearing on the screen.

"Green hills and setting sun, autumn moon and spring breeze, truly, like black hair in the morning turning to snow by evening, right and wrong, success and failure, all turn to nothing in the blink of an eye."

"If the newly refined Spring and Autumn Cicada is effective, in my next life... I will still save the world!"

......

The next morning, after saying goodbye to her parents and sister, Tang Heng took her still drowsy younger brother to the academy.

Before I even went inside, there was a middle-aged man in a suit and tie, with a beaming smile, standing at the entrance.

"Tang Heng and Tang Wulin are classmates, right? I am Wu Qingfeng, the principal of Hongshan Academy."

Tang Heng nodded, said a few words to his younger brother next to him, and then got into the car alone with Wu Qingfeng.

"With the Golden Dragon and your innate full soul power, your future achievements are limitless, child. You must seize this opportunity."

In the car, Wu Qingfeng showered Tang Heng with praise.

Although innate full soul power is no longer as rare as it was tens of thousands of years ago, the Golden Dragon Martial Soul is a genuine true dragon Martial Soul, the ancestor of power.

When Tang Heng achieves great success in the future, their Red Mountain Academy can simply use Tang Heng's name, and all the students in Aolai City will come to him to register.

A mere million Federal Credits—using money to cultivate a good relationship with a prodigy is practically the most worthwhile deal in the world.