One Hammer, Thousand Forging First Grade

Yun Mu felt that hearing such mushy words once was enough; he had no desire to hear them a second time.

"Let's go." Yun Mu curiously looked over the entirety of Shrek City. However, what he was thinking about now was how to de-Tang San-ify Shrek City.

Yet that was both difficult and not difficult. After all, the current Tang Sect and Shrek Academy were extremely far removed from Tang San's era.

Moreover, they had not had any contact with the God Realm for many years.

While the five of them browsed through clothes in the clothing store, the other two were enjoying a romantic date.

About a week later, Yun Ming and Ya Li personally escorted Yun Mu and the others back.

Na'er, Tang Wulin, and Yun Mu had all changed into brand-new clothes. They stepped off the plane as though they were walking a runway.

Yun Ming and Ya Li sat in Tang Ziran's home and gave Yun Mu a few instructions before leaving.

Yun Mu slowly released his Martial Soul while sitting on his bed. As he observed his Sword of Life Martial Soul, he found that its changes were indeed significant.

Perhaps in the future, he could become a healing Attack-type Soul Master.

Unfortunately, they had only a few minutes to rest before they had to go to Teacher Mang Tian's workshop that afternoon to forge.

Yun Mu circulated that unknown cultivation technique, slowly harmonizing his attributes together. Yet, in a corner he did not notice at all, traces of silver Soul Power shimmering with multicolored radiance slowly appeared.

Tang Wulin, meanwhile, chose to sit on the lawn outside and cultivate alongside the Blue Silver Grass.

Only Na'er looked at them with great envy.

But in the next instant, Na'er's entire expression suddenly changed. She looked at Tang Wulin with an icy gaze.

"Golden Dragon King..." Unfortunately, before she could finish, her expression returned to Na'er's usual adorable look in the next moment.

Afternoon arrived quickly.

Yun Mu and Tang Wulin walked toward Mang Tian's workshop together with smiles on their faces.

"Yun Mu, Wulin, you're here!" A tall, muscular young man in his twenties greeted them with a smile.

"Brother Long, did Teacher Mang Tian say that we can begin real forging today?" Tang Wulin asked excitedly.

Brother Long nodded as well. "Congratulations, you can begin practical work now."

Yun Mu smiled. "Then Brother Long, you'll have to teach us properly later."

"Oh, not at all. I should be thanking you. If you hadn't kept helping me replenish my strength, I wouldn't have been able to do so much work." Brother Long laughed heartily and scratched his head.

Yun Mu scratched his head somewhat awkwardly.

"You two have to do your best." Brother Long then returned to his workshop to begin the day's work.

"You're here!" Hearing the movement, Mang Tian also came out of his workshop. "Come to this room. I prepared it for the two of you last week."

"Thank you, Teacher Mang Tian." Yun Mu and Tang Wulin entered the room where Mang Tian was.

There were two forging tables in the room, and one of them had two hammers on it.

However, the hammers looked rather small, seemingly to accommodate Yun Mu's strength and height.

Yun Mu and Tang Wulin each stood before their own forging table.

Mang Tian's smile vanished as well, and he said seriously, "Press the button on the forging table."

"Then pick up your hammers. Tang Wulin, release your Martial Soul," Mang Tian said.

"What's in front of you is Deep Silver, one of the Rare Metals most suitable for beginner training," Mang Tian said.

"Alright, now begin forging it one hundred times. Remember, forging is divided into Hundred Forging, Thousand Forging, Spirit Forging, Soul Forging, and Heavenly Forging, each corresponding to a different grade. Of course, none of that is important to you right now." Mang Tian introduced it to them.

Following his instructions, Yun Mu pressed the button. The center of the forging table split open, revealing the forge beneath it.

Yun Mu picked up a piece of Deep Silver beside him and lightly weighed it twice. It felt quite heavy.

He then placed it into the slot in the forge. Before long, the metal turned red-hot.

Yun Mu picked up the hammer in his hand and repeatedly struck the metal block. Perhaps because his Soul Power had not yet stabilized, it spilled outward somewhat uncontrollably the moment he exerted force.

That strange thread of Soul Power slowly entered the metal. One hammer, Thousand Forging First Grade—awakening its spirit!

Yun Mu saw the white light that flashed up in that instant. His hand froze, and he turned to look at Mang Tian beside him.

Mang Tian was completely rooted to the spot.

A single hammer strike resulting in Thousand Forging First Grade—wasn't that something only a Divine Craftsman could accomplish?

Tang Wulin first looked at Yun Mu in disbelief, then turned to Mang Tian. Didn't you say my brother's talent wasn't much?

"Th-this..." Mang Tian quickly walked to the forging table, shut off the forge, picked up a pair of tongs, and clamped the metal.

He brought it close and examined it over and over, but could not understand it no matter what. No, it was Soul Power!

"I'll forge this piece into a hammer for you later. Control your Soul Power properly and don't let it leak out. Try another piece now," Mang Tian said anxiously.

Yun Mu nodded, calmed himself, reopened the forge, and placed another piece of Deep Silver inside.

He gently exhaled, waited for the metal to turn red, then swiftly picked up his hammer and struck the metal.

Sure enough, that strange phenomenon did not occur this time. It was like an ordinary piece of metal being struck again and again.

Only then did Mang Tian let out a breath behind him. Sure enough, he had guessed correctly.

Yun Mu gradually let go of his nervousness, his heartbeat seeming to fall increasingly in rhythm with every strike.

Watching the metal slowly cool, Mang Tian picked it up and examined it with his Soul Power. He sensed an intense vitality and destructive force within it, yet that vitality had perfectly soothed the destructive force.

It seemed this child's Martial Soul was naturally suited to forging. He might even bring an entirely different method of forging metals.

Tang Wulin, meanwhile, was comparatively traditional—normal.

This time, Tang Wulin was clearly the first to complete Hundred Forging, and the quality was quite good.

However, Yun Mu also completed his Hundred Forging soon afterward. This time, though, the metal did not contain that unusual Soul Power.

Yun Mu sighed inwardly. Sure enough, without cheats, he couldn't beat this bunch of hammer-swinging maniacs at forging.

"All right, today's lesson is complete. In a little while, you can head home. These metals will also earn you a small payment for your hard work. As for Yun Mu's Thousand Forging First Grade piece, I'll forge you a forging hammer from it," Mang Tian said with a smile.

Lang Yue was already waiting at the door. Seeing the two children emerge so excitedly, she hugged them both, her heart aching for them even as she felt proud.

Mang Tian, meanwhile, stared at the metal Yun Mu had forged, contemplating life.

As a sixth-rank blacksmith, he sincerely felt that all those years of practice had been for nothing.