Nine Hammers Return to One, One Refinement to Godhood!

"My heavens! Am I seeing things? This kid actually reached the realm of Man and Hammer as One, something only god-tier blacksmiths can attain!"

"This really is Man and Hammer as One! Move a single hair and the whole body follows! Every hammer blow drives every muscle in his body!"

"What kind of forging technique is this? It's terrifyingly powerful!"

"..."

All the blacksmiths were utterly stunned by Mo Lang's successive hammer blows. Even the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer Tang San had used earlier was nothing but a little brother before this hammer technique!

As they watched that figure continuously swing his forging hammer, a question inevitably arose in their minds.

Who exactly was this kid?

Tang San also stared at Mo Lang with a face full of admiration. As a member of the Tang Sect, he naturally knew what Man and Hammer as One represented.

It meant that Mo Lang had reached the absolute pinnacle of the blacksmithing profession!

Tang San had originally thought the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer his father had taught him was impressive, but after witnessing Mo Lang's hammer technique, he felt that the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer was utter trash!

For some reason, the longer he stayed around Mo Lang, the less he could see through him. He was like a mystery, as though there was nothing he could not do.

Xiao Wu's black gemstone-like eyes were likewise filled with stars as she watched Mo Lang. Though she had no interest in dirty, exhausting work like blacksmithing, seeing his heroic bearing as he swung hammer after hammer made her little heart pound wildly. It was as if Mo Lang was not striking pig iron, but her heart itself, making it race like a startled deer.

She did not yet know what liking someone meant, but she understood that from the moment she tasted the first bite of food Mo Lang had made, she could no longer leave him.

Especially over the past few days when Mo Lang had been away, nothing she ate felt right. Even if it tasted delicious, it always seemed to be missing something.

Only when she saw Mo Lang did she realize what had been missing: Mo Lang's ever-gentle smile.

So when she saw the blacksmiths praising Mo Lang, she felt even happier than if they had been praising her.

Clang!

In the blink of an eye, Mo Lang's ninth hammer had fallen, and the chunk of pig iron on the forging table had already shrunk by half!

The impurities within had long since been expelled by Mo Lang's perfectly timed forging, either turning into sparks or melting away in the furnace.

Under this flawless, peerless hammer technique, Mo Lang seemed to have entered some profound and mysterious state. Especially when the ninth hammer fell, a feeling rose within him: although the first nine strikes of the Nine-Nine Unifying Hammer Technique were important, its core lay in the word "one"!

Nine hammers return to one, one refinement to godhood!

"Ha!"

Mo Lang shouted, the experience of the previous nine strikes already etched into his heart. Under his control, the force surged tenfold and fused into the final blow!

This strike was not merely about increasing strength. The previous nine blows had already forged together those impurities that were difficult to remove. This blow would thoroughly temper them out!

The tenth hammer came crashing down!

Clang!

A deafening ring of metal erupted. Everyone instinctively covered their ears, yet they also stared intently at the motionless figure before them.

They wanted to know what purity that piece of pig iron could reach under such miraculous forging.

"Refined iron! It actually turned into refined iron!"

Tang San, who had been working the bellows nearby, saw Mo Lang set down his forging hammer. The piece of pig iron that had originally been as large as a human head had been reduced by ten strikes into a fist-sized chunk of refined iron, and he could not help crying out in shock.

"It really is refined iron! My heavens, how long did that take? A piece of pig iron was actually tempered into refined iron! This is simply a divine skill!"

"Thinking about how we mocked this kid earlier, I'm so ashamed I want to crawl into a crack in the ground!"

"Hey, you can't blame us. Who could have imagined that a little boy under ten would possess such superb forging skills?"

"Exactly. He's already this amazing, yet he came here to be an apprentice. Pretending to be weak and then showing off—did he really have to bully us like this?"

The blacksmiths nearby were all dumbfounded and began discussing it one after another, while condemning Mo Lang for his shameless act of pretending to be weak before revealing his strength.

However, after this display, Mo Lang had successfully earned every blacksmith's recognition and respect.

Even Shi San, the owner of the Blacksmith Shop, would need at least ten days to half a month to forge a piece of pig iron into refined iron.

After all, steel was made through a hundred refinements; the farther one went, the harder it became to temper.

"Boss, do you think I'm qualified to work here as an apprentice now?"

Mo Lang had not expected the Nine-Nine Unifying Hammer Technique to refine a piece of pig iron into refined iron in such a short time. It was simply miraculous!

If he could find higher-grade materials, forging a divine artifact truly would not be difficult. However, he knew that higher-grade materials also required greater strength. If he wanted to forge a divine artifact, his current strength was definitely far from enough.

Even if he could forge a divine artifact, his current level of strength would not let him use it. After all, he still could not control the Ruyi Jingu Bang very well.

Thinking of this, Mo Lang clenched his fists. He was still too weak.

If Yu Xiaogang knew what Mo Lang was thinking at this moment, he would probably curse loudly: You're only eight years old, already a Soul Grandmaster, and about to become a Soul Elder! You're weak my ass?

"Little brother, forget being an apprentice—even if you wanted to be the boss, I'd gladly work for you!"

When Shi San heard Mo Lang addressing him, he immediately replied excitedly.

"..."

Mo Lang knew what he meant. He must have thought Mo Lang had come to make a fool of him.

So he said with a serious expression, "I'm not joking. Put my wages under Tang San's name and give them to him. But you need to provide as much pig iron as I need."

Mo Lang knew that if he had not entered the realm of Man and Hammer as One, he would never have been able to strike that final hammer.

More importantly, he needed pig iron to improve his blacksmithing proficiency, so that when he acquired good materials in the future, he would not waste them because of his own mistakes.

Moreover, while forging with the Nine-Nine Unifying Hammer Technique, he could clearly feel himself gaining increasingly precise control over his strength.

If this continued, he would learn to achieve the greatest effect with the least amount of force. That was what he wanted!

There was another point as well: his wages would all be credited to Tang San, then the system would return them to him with a hundredfold critical-hit reward. It could not get any better than that!

"No problem!"

Seeing Mo Lang's serious expression, Shi San had many doubts, but he did not ask any questions.

With such an incredible blacksmith coming to work at his Blacksmith Shop, how could he possibly turn him away?

Only an idiot would refuse money!

"Lang-ge, I have enough money. You should use the money you earn yourself."

When Tang San heard that Mo Lang wanted the boss to put his wages under Tang San's name, he was touched, but quickly spoke up to refuse.

"You don't need to worry about this. Just focus on making money... no, just focus on studying." Mo Lang would never allow Tang San to refuse, speaking in the tone of an elder.

After all, when you make money, I make money too—and with a hundredfold critical hit at that!

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