A Year and a Half, Blue Pregnant Copper Thousand-Forged Hammers, Attempting Spirit Forging (Please Follow)

At some point, the Blacksmith Association Headquarters had gained a teenage boy who often came and went, carrying the president's special authorization badge as he walked about, asking questions and seeking guidance on forging.

The blacksmiths he consulted included seasoned Saint Craftsman experts, newly renowned Grandmaster Artisans, and the most numerous young second- and third-class blacksmiths. It was as if he was full of questions from head to toe.

The many blacksmiths found this unsurprising and were more than happy to answer—answering questions earned them the latest Blacksmith Association contribution points introduced by the President, which could be exchanged for forging techniques.

Moreover, a silver-haired girl often accompanied the boy, carrying all sorts of exquisite pastries. Her smile was as bright as a flower, sweetening the hearts of all the blacksmiths.

Na'er called out "Hello, Uncle" on one side and "Grandpa, you're amazing" on the other, warming the hearts of many elderly grandmasters in the Blacksmith Association until they could not help showing off a little in front of the little girl.

As for the equally strikingly handsome Feng Zaixing, many people had their guesses. He was most likely the President's prized disciple.

What puzzled everyone was how quickly his questions changed. At first, they had still been within the scope of Hundred Forging, but less than half a year later, they had turned to Thousand Forging techniques. Before long, he had progressed from Thousand Forging Fifth Grade to Thousand Forging Second Grade and First Grade, even touching upon Spirit Forging, Soul Forging, and the legendary Heavenly Forging.

Even the President had only become a First-Class Blacksmith at the age of eight. This prized disciple seemed somewhat impetuous and unable to settle down.

In the blink of an eye, a year and a half slipped away.

Zhen Hua's workshop.

Feng Zaixing spread his arms at his sides. Two flashes of light flickered, and two forging hammers appeared in his hands.

The forging hammers glimmered with a blue radiance throughout. They were made from a high-quality rare metal—Blue Pregnant Copper.

This was an exceptionally special rare metal with superb Soul Power conductivity. Known as a Soul Power Amplifier, it was one of the rare metals many soul masters would always choose when crafting Battle Armor.

The hammerheads bore gorgeous flame-shaped patterns, meticulously arranged and concealing a spiritual glow within. They were clearly a pair of Thousand-Forged Blue Pregnant Copper hammers, and their forging quality was extremely high.

"Big Brother, it's ready."

Na'er stood prettily to one side, controlling the forging table as it raised a light-blue rare metal heated to the proper temperature. Irregular rings of patterns covered its surface. It was also Blue Pregnant Copper.

"Mm, Na'er is the best."

Feng Zaixing smiled at Na'er before looking toward Zhen Hua, who sat some distance away. "Teacher Hua, I'm starting."

"I never imagined you would grow so quickly. But since you've reached this point, all your teacher can do is watch over you."

Zhen Hua let out a deeply complicated sigh. "With your cultivation and forging attainments, you are capable of taking this step. Focus your mind."

Only two and a half years had passed since Feng Zaixing had become his disciple, yet he was now attempting to become a Level 5 Blacksmith. He had climbed a step every half year.

This disciple seemed to possess an innate affinity for metals. The heavens truly had handed him a bowl of food.

"Thank you, Teacher."

Feng Zaixing answered, lowering his eyes to the Blue Pregnant Copper on the forging table. In an instant, his gaze became utterly focused.

The Thousand-Forged Blue Pregnant Copper hammers descended. Their flame-like patterns flowed, and ripples immediately spread across the surface of the Blue Pregnant Copper being forged. Its tangled mass of patterns began to show signs of being combed into order.

At the same time, a thread of brilliant golden Soul Power surged from the forging hammers and seeped into the Blue Pregnant Copper, as though draping it in a layer of warm holy light. Even the air grew much warmer, though not scorching.

"Big Brother looks so beautiful every time he uses those hammers," Na'er murmured, staring without blinking at Feng Zaixing's movements.

Mu Ye nodded in agreement. "Yes. Zaixing suffered quite a bit when he first chose Blue Pregnant Copper for Thousand Forging, but the gains were enormous. This pair of forging hammers possesses a Creation Special Effect that suits him perfectly."

When every blacksmith performed Thousand Forging for the first time, the metal would develop an excellent special effect. Using the Blood Sacrifice Method could elevate that effect to its utmost limit. Feng Zaixing's forging hammers possessed the special effect of nurturing creation.

As the name implied, this special effect allowed Feng Zaixing to communicate with metal more effectively during forging, endow it with spirituality, and create life. It fit his Soul Power characteristics exceptionally well.

Using such forging hammers, Feng Zaixing's forging speed was astonishingly fast. One hammer blow fell every three seconds, each carrying a steady rhythm that sent ripples through the air.

Boom—

After ten strikes, the Blue Pregnant Copper churned, expelling some impurities. Its volume shrank by a considerable amount, its patterns became distinct, and its vortex-like markings spread evenly. At its center lay a dazzling glow.

Hundred Forging was complete!

Without pausing in the slightest, Feng Zaixing continued swinging his arms, delivering another strike to stabilize his rhythm.

"Half a minute to complete Hundred Forging on Blue Pregnant Copper, and it's even Top-grade Hundred Forging. Has he broken another Blacksmith Association record?" Mu Ye looked at Zhen Hua with a smile.

"Of course. I never expected that after mastering Thousand Forging First Grade for only half a year, he would make such great progress in Soul Power control."

Zhen Hua nodded, then asked Mu Ye, "He secluded himself for these past three months, and I did not involve myself much. You must have put in quite a bit of effort, right?"

"Of course. This Sect Master's disciple is a peerless genius. How could This Sect Master possibly hold him back?"

Mu Ye smiled proudly. "Uncle Han is being transferred from Heaven Dou City to Ming Capital. We didn't let him go to the Spirit Pagoda for these three months, but he couldn't fall behind while staying at home either."

"You know how gifted he is. Even eating and drinking can inspire connections in him, and he might enter Deep Meditation."

As his words fell, Zhen Hua could not help looking deeply at Feng Zaixing. He nodded and said, "I pride myself on having unparalleled talent, yet I only became a Level 6 Blacksmith at eighteen. At his age, he is already attempting Level 5."

"Even with my guidance, the countless blacksmiths in the Blacksmith Association he has consulted, and your care in nurturing him, this still far exceeds expectations."

"Heh heh, you, Zhen Hua, are history's first Level 9 Divine Craftsman. Naturally, your disciple must surpass his master and become an even more outstanding new Divine Craftsman."

Mu Ye smiled. "But compared to his forging realm, which cannot yet be revealed publicly, I look forward even more to him displaying his talent in the soul master world and letting the world learn once more of the Primal Body Sect's Body Martial Soul's might."

"At eight years old, he is already level twenty-four. Even the Sky-Supporting Douluo could not do that back then, could he? And he still has to devote so much energy to forging. Do you know how much sweat he has shed?

"Every time he learned something from those blacksmiths, he had to put it into practice. Once he started forging, it would last several hours..."

"Your words make no sense. Forging is also a form of cultivation. It benefits Soul Power control and trains Spiritual Power."

Zhen Hua shook his head with a laugh and scolded, "Besides, while forging does consume his energy, it also solidifies his foundation. He also has to cultivate Acquired Secret Methods, battle skills, physical techniques, and swordsmanship. Recently, he has even begun practicing archery. Why do you not mention any of that?"

"After learning so much, how much time does he have left for meditation cultivation? He has long since gone without sleep day and night."

Mu Ye did not refute him. Smiling, he said, "To have such a disciple is my great fortune. I am very optimistic that he will also break record after record in the soul master world. Perhaps he may catch up to the Sky-Supporting Douluo's records. Yun Ming was twenty-three when he achieved the Title Douluo rank, wasn't he?"

Zhen Hua's expression turned solemn. "Yes, but as you know, he was not actually the youngest person recorded to achieve Title Douluo. Among the previous generation's evil soul master powerhouses, the Gray Terror Ha Luosa became a Title Douluo at nineteen."

"Evil soul masters kill people to cultivate, and Ha Luosa was the foremost among them. We will not compare ourselves to him."

Mu Ye frowned as soon as he heard that name, instinctive disgust arising within him. The Primal Body Sect and evil soul masters had deep grudges.

Zhen Hua's expression tightened slightly. "Zaixing is already at his limit attempting Spirit Forging with only two Soul Rings. It would be enough for him to craft a One-Word Battle Armor entirely from sentient metals. From now on, he should focus on Soul Power cultivation."

"A Soul Saint is required to become a Level 7 Saint Craftsman, while Heavenly Forging requires Spiritual Domain Realm Spiritual Power and Title Douluo cultivation. He must not be reckless again. There are quite a few geniuses who failed forceful breakthroughs and were left with lifelong hidden injuries."

In fact, Spirit Forging could generally only be completed by soul masters at Soul Ancestor rank or above. Feng Zaixing's martial soul origin was extremely powerful, and his total Soul Power was no less than that of a Soul Ancestor. He could also integrate his vast qi and blood into his forging. Only then had Zhen Hua agreed to let him try.

Na'er's eyes curved into crescents. Her purple gaze had remained focused on Feng Zaixing's calm face from beginning to end. Clasping her delicate fingers together, she said with utter conviction:

"Senior Brother will definitely complete Heavenly Forging. He is the most talented person in the world."

"We believe so too." Mu Ye and Zhen Hua smiled in response.

Boom—

After seven times seven, forty-nine strikes, the Blue Pregnant Copper had shrunk to one-third of its original volume. It let out a hum as a dazzling glow burst from its surface, countless blue flames shooting up to a full six feet.

"The metal has gained spirituality, Thousand Forging First Grade. This six-foot radiance has already..." Mu Ye looked at Zhen Hua.

"It has already entered the realm of Saint-grade Thousand Forging. Even if a Saint Craftsman did it, the result would be no better. He prepared thoroughly. Moreover, Blue Pregnant Copper is far more difficult to Spirit Forge than metals such as Deep Silver and Magic Silver."

Zhen Hua's expression was solemn, displaying his respect for the art of forging.

Feng Zaixing's forging did not pause. The nurturing creation characteristic erupted, and rather than slowing, the frequency of his hammer swings increased. Each strike now fell once every two and a half seconds.

Two deep-purple Soul Rings rose beneath his feet, their radiance restrained. Occasionally, a trace of black light flickered in and out of sight.

Soul Power flowed into the forging hammers, then through them into the Blue Pregnant Copper. The flame patterns on the hammers immediately seemed to come alive, their aura of life flourishing.

The heavy strings roared like a sudden storm, while the light strings whispered like private words. At the Spirit Forging stage, one could no longer simply hammer fiercely. Instead, the strikes had to be light touches. Feng Zaixing's feet moved as well, raining hammer blows from every direction.

Before long, a jade-white, lustrous radiance spread across Feng Zaixing's body. The Sacred Soul Power cultivated through the Magic-Modified Mysterious Heaven Skill flowed through him like a trickling stream, ceaseless and inexhaustible, maintaining an exceptional rhythm.

Spiritual fluctuations at the Spirit Sea Realm level emerged from his eyes, locking onto every part of the Blue Pregnant Copper. With every hammer strike, a thread of golden fire entered the metal. He used Sacred Fire to refine the metal's origin and extract its essence.

At this moment, he could clearly sense the spiritual thoughts, akin to emotions, conveyed by the Blue Pregnant Copper under his hammer. It was hesitant, afraid to step into the realm of Spirit Forging.

Do not fear anything. I will help you break through with my own strength.

Feng Zaixing infused this message into his forging hammers with his spiritual will, beginning a soul-to-soul exchange with the metal.

Thousand Forging grants spirituality, Myriad Forge Sentience grants life. Spirit Forging was, in essence, the art of giving metal true life.