Blood Sacrifice Thousand-Temper First Grade, Using a Child as a Hammer!

Before long, Ye Ling and the others returned to Haoyue Branch Temple.

The moment he returned to Haoyue Branch Temple, Ye Ling hurriedly applied to Nalan Shu for some money, then bought a smithy.

After making sure no one was around,

he began carefully examining the new treasure he had just acquired.

"Forging Method, begin operating."

Ye Ling muttered. When it came to forging, he was utterly obsessed!

Battle Armor was a good thing.

With that in mind, Ye Ling picked up two Forging Hammers weighing a hundred jin each and prepared to begin.

"Ah, these ordinary hundred-jin hammers are pretty big and not easy to handle. There are really too many impurities in them."

Looking at the hammers in his hands, Ye Ling could not help complaining.

Still, he did not say much else. There was no point in complaining about such things.

"Douluo and Divine Seal World really were written by the same author. Even their metals are exactly alike. Conveniently, they can be put to use."

Ye Ling took out a piece of Rare Metal and smiled, amusement flashing through his eyes.

This piece of Rare Metal was called Deep Silver in the Douluo world.

In the Divine Seal World, however, because the forging techniques were lacking, these Rare Metals were not exactly easy to obtain, but they were not particularly valuable either. Ye Ling bought quite a lot of them at once.

Everything went smoothly.

"Let's start forging. Let's see how far my first attempt can go with the Divine Craftsman's Notes in my mind and my own strength."

Ye Ling muttered. Then he fell silent, grasped the ordinary hammer in his hand, sensed the Forging Method, and entered a forging state.

The next moment, his eyes suddenly widened, a delighted smile appearing in them. Looking at the Deep Silver before him, he did not hesitate and struck it with his hammer.

Ye Ling was immensely strong, after all. He had awakened the Golden Dragon King bloodline.

With that single strike, the piece of Deep Silver immediately shrank by one-fifth, and countless impurities were directly expelled.

"Sure enough, great strength really is an advantage in forging. Let me try. Maybe on my first attempt, I can barely reach Thousand-Temper First Grade."

A smile curled across Ye Ling's lips.

The impurities expelled from the ordinary hammer in his hand were roughly equivalent to what a Forging Master would achieve only after several hundred strikes. Yet he had done it in one strike. Did that not prove enough?

The next moment, Ye Ling swung his hammer at the Deep Silver once more.

A sharp crash rang out. With one strike, it shrank considerably again.

But Ye Ling did not stop. He continued with several more blows.

Finally, on the fifth strike, the Deep Silver stopped shrinking. Instead, it began to enjoy the forging process.

All impurities had now been removed. It had reached the peak of Hundred-Temper and was charging toward Thousand-Temper.

Ye Ling also entered a profound and mysterious state. Although the Forging Hammer in his hand was not very good, it was sufficient for now.

Every strike caused special patterns to emerge on the Deep Silver, guiding it toward its finest state.

Originally, Ye Ling should have understood Thousand-Temper after around Ten Hammers. But this was his first time forging, so he sought perfection, wanting to make his first Thousand-Temper piece flawless.

In other words, he wanted to achieve Thousand-Temper First Grade directly—and the absolute Limit of Thousand-Temper First Grade at that. That was the result he wanted!

An hour passed.

A light sheen of sweat appeared on Ye Ling's forehead, but he was not exhausted. Instead, a smile appeared on his lips.

The Deep Silver before him glowed with exceptionally bright patterns and emitted a special aura. Within those patterns, one could see streaks of Power of Light and spatial-temporal power. At their deepest level, an incomparably violent golden dragon continuously released its mighty aura, stirring the air.

Sensing that Thousand-Temper was about to be completed, Ye Ling hurriedly mobilized all his power, gathering it in his right hand. He cut a wound into it, and his blood flowed down, dripping into the Deep Silver. At that moment, the three marks on the Deep Silver seemed to come alive and began to dance.

Ye Ling did not pause. Wielding the hammer that was already at its limit, he struck three more times. After those three strikes—

The first thing to change was not the Deep Silver.

It was the ordinary hammer in Ye Ling's hand.

Well, in the next instant, the hammer directly collapsed and shattered. Ye Ling tossed it aside.

His gaze turned to the Thousand Refined Deep Silver before him.

At that moment, the light on the Deep Silver began to flicker. Its radiance reappeared, drawing the eye.

The glow was exceptionally strong and carried traces of spirituality.

It was not Spirit Tempering.

That meant it had reached Thousand-Temper First Grade—the absolute Limit of Thousand-Temper First Grade.

Even Ye Ling felt an intensely stirring pull from that piece of Deep Silver, an involuntary desire to draw close to it, as though he were facing his own child.

"So this is a blood sacrifice? This connection really is nice!"

Ye Ling murmured.

Then he grabbed the still-uncooled Blood Sacrifice Silver Ore. Though it was extremely hot, it was no problem for Ye Ling. With the Golden Dragon King bloodline in his body, what was a little heat?

The instant he picked up the Thousand Refined Deep Silver, Ye Ling felt countless waves of closeness from it, along with its excitement. It seemed to be celebrating its birth, brimming with joy.

It also seemed to be conveying some information to Ye Ling.

"It wants me to use it as a Forging Hammer? That makes sense. For a Forging Master, a Forging Hammer is the most important treasure, and blood sacrifice produces the closest metal. Using it to make a Forging Hammer truly makes it the best treasure."

With that thought, Ye Ling no longer hesitated. He picked up another pair of hammers, divided the Deep Silver into two portions, and began hammering again.

Half a day passed.

Ye Ling had also completed his Forging Hammers.

Although it had cost him ten ordinary hammers, it was no big deal. They were only hammers; Ye Ling could afford the sacrifice.

As long as he completed these Deep Silver Hammers, any price was worth paying.

After cooling the Deep Silver Hammers, Ye Ling quickly picked them up.

Immediately, even though he had not begun forging, he entered the forging state. This was the state brought about by the bloodline connection.

"Blood sacrifice metal is like a child after all, with a bloodline connection to me. So does beating my child into hammers make me an unqualified father?" Ye Ling complained as he looked at the Deep Silver Hammers in his hands.

But he did not dwell on it. A joke was a joke—he still had to keep hammering!

Soon, gripping the Deep Silver Hammers, he took another piece of Deep Silver and smashed down hard. Unlike before, this time, one strike produced three sounds.

At the same time, the piece of Deep Silver trembled several times. Compared to the previous one-fifth reduction per strike, the speed had increased greatly. One strike now reduced it by one-third.

"Consecutive Hammering combined with Tremor Hammering?"

"They're both top-tier effects."

Ye Ling praised them inwardly, but said nothing. Following his own plan, he began the next stage of forging!