Sword Forging Manor.
The wild-monster map beyond the gallery tunnel.
Along a stretch of coastline, a group of blacksmiths were desperately trying to take down the dungeon boss—a gigantic sea dragon baring its fangs and claws as it churned up waves that soared to the heavens.
"Faster! We're about to win."
"Fall back, keep falling back! The vanguard, get up there!"
"It's almost dead!"
"Big shots, charge!"
"As expected of the big shots. I'll go meet you offline sometime. You seem to live in Chongluan Domain?"
On the beach, the seawater surged skyward.
A group of blacksmith players were fighting the boss alongside a group of Human Immortal-level native Heavenly Immortal cultivators who had logged in.
The players had been having the time of their lives lately. They were finally playing a proper online game, grinding quests and clearing dungeons here day and night.
Over the past dozen or so days, these outsiders had also discovered that the blacksmiths were a little unhinged, but they did have their merits.
They were quite pleasant to talk to.
Most importantly, they lacked the arrogance of Heavenly Immortals.
The blacksmiths wanted to experience the pleasures of being battle cultivators, so they took the initiative to carry luggage, scout the way, camp outdoors, and cook meals.
Becoming teammates with them was pretty nice, and besides, the blacksmiths had been hyping themselves up so fiercely along the way that it would have been too shameless to abandon them.
In any case, it was an illusion. They could treat it as adding a little difficulty for themselves.
The blacksmiths also gradually grew familiar with the Heavenly Immortals, exchanging all kinds of banter and learning various kinds of experience from the Heavenly Immortal cultivators.
After all, although the blacksmiths' combat was automated,
many choices during battle—whether to