The Changing Situation (Please Follow!!!)

In Su Ming's understanding, the Body Sect during the Dou San era had declined, with only a handful of members left: Mu Ye and his disciple, along with Hu Jie, who had left the sect to join the Tang Sect. There had been no one else. Even Soul Masters with Body Martial Souls no longer joined the Body Sect.

That included the Limit Douluo of the Spirit Pagoda who possessed the Brain Martial Soul. In Su Ming's knowledge, he had never belonged to the Body Sect!

The situation in Dou San had now changed from what he knew, and Su Ming's first thought was that he had caused these changes.

Was it himself from Dou Yi?

Or himself from Dou Er?

Most likely, it was Dou Er.

If his Dou Yi self wanted to affect Dou San, he would first have affected Dou Er. Yet during the Dou Er era, he had not discovered any influence from Dou Yi.

Before Old Han, Su Ming had no mind to think about anything else. He first followed the old man, flying directly from the rooftop of Heaven Dou City's Spirit Pagoda to the rooftop of the Blacksmith Association.

An elderly man who was somewhat thin and looked to be in his fifties was already waiting there.

"Sect Master."

Old Han actually addressed the man as Sect Master upon seeing him.

Naturally, Su Ming knew that this was the current Sect Master of the Body Sect, Mu Ye—the Body Sect's leader who had become obsessed with mecha and failed to break through Rank 95.

However, failing to break through did not mean he was weak.

A Four-word Battle Armor Master was equivalent to a Limit Douluo. It was simply that, under normal circumstances, non-Limit Douluos could neither obtain Four-word Battle Armor nor withstand its amplification.

At least, as far as Su Ming could remember, the only people who had fused with Four-word Battle Armor without being Limit Douluos were Mu Ye and Zhen Hua.

Mu Ye said, "Martial Uncle, is this the kid with forging talent you mentioned?"

Mu Ye was already sizing Su Ming up and down.

"Greetings, Senior," Su Ming said respectfully.

Although Mu Ye's Soul Power Level was lower than his teacher's, Mu Ye was far stronger in actual combat.

Zhang Tianyang also cupped his hands in greeting.

He, too, did not dare slight the Sect Master of the Body Sect.

Su Ming's instincts were indeed sharp. Much of Dou San's history had now changed.

Mu Ye was no longer as obscure as he had been in the Original Work. He had truly exchanged blows with some of the top experts.

Although he had neglected cultivation because of mecha and failed to break through Rank 95, he was still among the continent's foremost powerhouses. With Four-word Battle Armor and an overpowered Red-grade Mecha, he had fused those two systems with his own Body Martial Soul cultivation. The strength he could wield was even close to that of a Quasi-God.

Mu Ye waved his hand, not particularly concerned about the respect shown by the master and disciple.

His gaze swept over Su Ming from time to time.

Old Han noticed it as well, but said nothing.

Led by Mu Ye, the group arrived at the top floor of the Blacksmith Association.

"Zhen Hua, that kid from the Spirit Pagoda is here."

Inside the office, Zhen Hua was staring at the screen before him, carefully observing every detail of the Blacksmith's forging process. He analyzed and summarized it, offering comments and corrections.

Hearing Mu Ye's words, he looked up. When his gaze passed over Su Ming, he seemed slightly surprised.

He really was young.

If he had truly mastered Thousand Forgings, then his talent for forging was indeed astonishing.

"Come with me. Let me see your forging skills."

Unless someone's forging talent was exceptionally outrageous, Zhen Hua would refuse them.

It was not that his standards for taking disciples were high, but rather because of his relationship with the Spirit Pagoda.

There were inevitably intricate chains of interest among all factions. As the leading association among all auxiliary professions and home to the sole Divine Blacksmith, the Blacksmith Association had to remain more neutral than Shrek. Otherwise, it would provoke dissatisfaction from the other major powers.

The title of foremost association and the status of Blacksmiths had both been bestowed by the Soul Master World. Once any imbalance appeared, the status of Blacksmiths would also be affected.

Therefore, regardless of personal grudges, the Blacksmith Association had to cooperate with every faction. Especially as a Divine Blacksmith, even if he disliked someone, he still had to do his utmost to forge a set of Four-word Battle Armor for them.

The Spirit Pagoda and the Blacksmith Association had even more conflicts between them. They were not at the point of drawing swords against each other, but their cooperation had been sparse.

Su Ming carried a title from the Spirit Pagoda, which naturally raised the threshold for becoming Zhen Hua's disciple considerably.

Before coming here, Zhang Tianyang had already told Su Ming about this. Su Ming did not care.

If you're weak, train harder.

Strength could shatter all doubts.

Upon entering the forging room attached to Zhen Hua's office, Su Ming's eyes widened.

Many Rare Metals that he had never attempted to forge were displayed there, making him itch with desire.

"Pick any metal you like, and do your best to forge it well."

Su Ming nodded.

His gaze swept over the many metals before finally stopping on an exceptionally precious Rare Metal.

Star Soul Iron.

This was an exceedingly rare Rare Metal, usually originating from Extraterrestrial Meteorite Iron. Only when meteorites rich in the Power of Stars fell upon Douluo Continent could they produce this special metal. A meteorite capable of producing Star Soul Iron could yield at most two tons of Star Soul Iron ore, and after purification, no more than two hundred kilograms of Star Soul Iron could be obtained.

Its conditions of formation were harsh, and its effects were equally powerful. Star Soul Iron possessed a star attribute. It could convert the world's energy into the Power of Stars, amplify Spiritual Power, and resonate with all kinds of elements.

Seeing Su Ming walk toward the Star Soul Iron, Zhen Hua's mouth twitched.

Even he had only a limited amount of Star Soul Iron here. Every piece taken was one less.

"Have you forged Star Soul Iron before?"

"No," Su Ming said. "But I want to try."

Try?

You wanted to use Star Soul Iron just to try?

Kid, did you know what you were doing right now?

I was evaluating you.

Su Ming moved the Star Soul Iron from the nearby shelf onto the forging platform. This piece of Star Soul Iron weighed a full ten jin and was about the size of his head.

He did not look at Zhen Hua's expression. Instead, he focused completely and began using his Spiritual Power to sense the Star Soul Iron's structure.

Although he had not taken a master in the Spirit Pagoda, he had exchanged for a great deal of forging instruction from its database. It included forging experience for various Rare Metals, and he had studied the material concerning Star Soul Iron as well.

Seeing that Su Ming had already entered the right state, Zhen Hua did not disturb him and quietly observed him.

After establishing a simple resonance with his Spiritual Power, Su Ming began heating the furnace. Zhen Hua's personal forging platform was exceptionally effective; in just over ten seconds, the Star Soul Iron began to soften.

A flash of light passed through Su Ming's hands, and a pair of hammers appeared.

Zhen Hua glanced at Su Ming's Forging Hammers, and his eyes immediately lit up.

The pair of Forging Hammers was made from Thousand Forgings First Grade Sinking Silver. They had likely undergone Blood Sacrifice as well, giving them unique properties.

Thousand Forgings First Grade, Blood Sacrifice... Could this kid have forged them himself?

Zhen Hua watched Su Ming thoughtfully.

He was still more than a month away from turning nine, yet he had already achieved Thousand Forgings First Grade...

Su Ming was fully focused. His Spiritual Power captured the changes in the Star Soul Iron, and at a certain instant, he struck without the slightest hesitation.

Dong!

The strike was swift and decisive.

Its sound was also melodious, echoing continuously without stopping.

Zhen Hua was surprised.

For a moment, he could not determine the properties of this pair of Forging Hammers.

Su Ming had only swung once. There was no second strike, yet the force of that blow seemed delayed, continuing to exert pressure and impact the metal, causing it to ring.