Na'er: Brother Long Yuan, you smell so good!

Na'er: Brother Long Yuan, You Smell So Good~

The term "Innate Divine Power" naturally had different standards depending on a person's age.

For an eight-year-old child to swing a ten-kilogram Metal Hammer and smash through a ten-centimeter-thick metal block absolutely qualified as Innate Divine Power.

"From now on, just like Tang Wulin, you are my, Mang Tian's, Personal Disciple!"

Mang Tian's face was full of excitement. This was an even more gifted forging talent than Tang Wulin.

Thinking of how Long Yuan might one day surpass him, perhaps even reach the realm of a Ninth-Level Forging Master and become a Divine Craftsman, he could barely contain his excitement.

What teacher didn't want to see their student soar to greatness?

"Hehe, I refuse..."

"Hm? Kid, let me tell you, in this area, when it comes to forging, there's no one more suitable to be your teacher than me. You'd better think this through!"

Before Long Yuan could finish speaking, Mang Tian became anxious.

Why was this kid refusing him? "I..."

"Teacher, I wasn't finished. What I meant was, refusing is impossible!"

"Damn it, you little..."

Mang Tian had just been agitated, but upon hearing Long Yuan say that refusing was impossible, his mood made a complete one-eighty.

In his excitement, he even cursed.

"Good, good, very good! Hahahaha..."

"But from now on, can you stop talking in circles? Can't you just get to the point?"

Mang Tian glared at Long Yuan before bursting into hearty laughter.

He had never expected that, in such a tiny place, he would encounter two promising forging talents like Tang Wulin and Long Yuan.

Heaven was truly blessing him.

"What is forging? It is the process of a smith personally hammering again and again. Of course, like casting, machines can also be used to do the hammering.

"But metal has life as well. Machine forging can never truly grasp the texture of metal.

"That is why the highest-grade Mecha Parts are all forged by hand."

Mang Tian could no longer wait to explain forging knowledge to Long Yuan.

"You possess Innate Divine Power, which gives you a great advantage in forging.

"But later on, you'll still need forging techniques. Otherwise, you'll only waste materials."

As Mang Tian spoke, he glanced at the two metal blocks in the scrap bin, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

It hurt. Those two metal blocks had cost a lot of money too.

Yet Long Yuan had simply hammered them into scrap.

Words without action were empty talk. After explaining some basics, Mang Tian picked up a hammer and had Long Yuan stand beside him with a hammer in hand as well.

As he explained, he personally began guiding him in forging.

Bang! Bang! The sound of forging rang out through the Forging Room once more. Mang Tian explained every movement, every forging step, and every core principle to Long Yuan in great detail.

"Alright, we'll stop here for today. Let your parents know. From now on, come here directly after school to learn forging. I'll also arrange some forging tasks for you every day."

Before they knew it, it was already eight in the evening, yet Mang Tian still wanted to continue.

For the first time, he felt just how precious time was.

He truly wanted to explain every aspect of forging to Long Yuan in one go, so that Long Yuan could grow into a skilled forger as soon as possible.

"Alright, goodbye, Teacher!"

After Tang Wulin and Long Yuan said goodbye to Mang Tian together, they each went home.

Mang Tian Workshop was some distance from Long Yuan's home. By the time he reached his front door, more than half of the exhaustion from forging had already faded.

That was naturally thanks to his Golden Dragon King Bloodline.

During the forging process, Long Yuan had discovered in surprise that the sealed Golden Dragon King Bloodline within him was gradually being stripped free as he exerted himself.

As it was absorbed by his body, it not only erased his fatigue but also repaired his body and strengthened his power and physique.

"Brother Long Yuan is back..."

When he arrived at the door, a petite little girl with Silver Hair came out to greet him. It was Na'er.

"Mm, I'm back, Na'er!"

Long Yuan reached out and rubbed Na'er's little head, smoothing her short silver hair with boundless affection.

"Brother Long Yuan, hug me!"

A hint of expectation appeared in Na'er's purple eyes. She spread her arms wide, asking to be held.

"Of course!"

Since Na'er wanted a hug, Long Yuan naturally would not refuse.

Although forging had taken quite a bit of effort, leaving him drenched in sweat and sore all over, under the nourishment of the Golden Dragon King Bloodline, he had mostly recovered by now.

With one arm around Na'er's slender waist, he effortlessly lifted her up.

Na'er wrapped her arms around Long Yuan's neck, and the two of them headed home together.

"Hehe, Brother Long Yuan, you smell so nice!"

Hugging Long Yuan, Na'er's voice was sweet and pleasant. As she spoke, she leaned in and sniffed his neck.

At that moment, a faint, captivating fragrance wafted from Long Yuan's body.

It smelled wonderfully pleasant.

Moreover, Na'er found Long Yuan's aura so familiar and intimate.

The corners of Long Yuan's lips lifted. This was probably due to the Golden Dragon King Bloodline. Nourished by it, his skin had become softer and more elastic.

His complexion was also fair and handsome, making many of his peers envious.

"Ah... why did you bite me!"

After Na'er spoke, she actually took a bite out of Long Yuan's neck, leaving behind a row of tiny teeth marks.

"Hehe, I wanted to see if you tasted good..."

After spending over two years together, Na'er and Long Yuan had become like real siblings.

Na'er often acted cute and coquettish around Long Yuan, constantly getting up to little mischief.

Long Yuan, meanwhile, doted on her greatly, letting her have her way, taking her to enjoy all sorts of fun things and eat all sorts of delicious food.

He would occasionally tell Na'er stories as well. Every time she finished listening, she would fall asleep in Long Yuan's arms.

They were innocent childhood companions, carefree and worry-free, living a comfortable and fulfilling life.

Lin Ximeng treated them both very well too. The three of them lived in an apartment filled with laughter, warmth, and happiness every day.

"Long Yuan, how did today's assessment go?"

As they entered the house, their adoptive mother, Lin Ximeng, busied herself setting out the bowls and chopsticks for dinner while asking with concern.

"Mom, everything went smoothly. Mang Tian Master has accepted me as his Personal Disciple and will personally teach me forging!"

"Wow, wonderful! As expected of Lin Ximeng's son. Mom is proud of you. From now on, you must study hard under Mang Tian Master."

When she learned that Long Yuan had passed the forging assessment, Lin Ximeng first showed a look of surprise, then broke into a satisfied smile.

Mang Tian Master was a forging master at the level of a Sixth-Rank Grandmaster, yet he had accepted Long Yuan as his disciple.

In the future, Long Yuan would surely shine brilliantly on the path of forging.

"Brother Long Yuan, this is delicious!"

Once the three of them sat down to eat, Na'er could not wait to feed Long Yuan a piece of cake.

"Hehe..."

After that, throughout the meal, Na'er would occasionally feed Long Yuan tasty food.

Their closeness, bathed in gentle light, formed an exceptionally harmonious and warm picture.

Seeing this, a sweet smile appeared on Lin Ximeng's face.

Although raising two children put her under a bit more pressure, she did not regret adopting Long Yuan and Na'er.

The two children had brought her nothing but a deep sense of happiness.

Afterward, Long Yuan and Na'er naturally did not forget to serve food to Lin Ximeng as well, even feeding her directly.

A family dinner brimming with warmth came to an end amid such a happy atmosphere.