Year 713 of Dawn.
The third year since Zuo Tianxuan had taken up Forging Studies.
At daybreak, Zuo Tianxuan arrived at the Forge Room.
He first walked to a wall on the eastern side of the Forge Room. On the workbench against it stood a miniature Feng Qi Statue.
Before beginning his forging, he habitually sat before the Feng Qi Statue and meditated to build his faith.
This miniature Hero Statue was a treasured heirloom passed down by his Old Ancestor.
Forging Studies might be in decline now, but back then, it had been one of Star City's most valuable professions.
His Old Ancestor had contributed greatly to the front lines and had been specially awarded this miniature Hero Statue.
It was now the most valuable and historically significant treasure their family possessed.
Half an hour later, his faith meditation ended. Zuo Tianxuan stood, removed his shirt, and walked to the Forge Furnace. He pressed its power button, and blazing flames surged up from within as rolling heat rushed into his face.
After three years, Zuo Tianxuan had fully adapted to working in such high temperatures.
After three years of study, he could already forge weapons and equipment independently. In his grandfather's words, Zuo Tianxuan possessed exceptional forging talent, far surpassing what he himself had shown in his youth. He was born for this line of work.
Zuo Tianxuan had nothing to say to that.
He did not dislike becoming a Forgemaster, but without Star City's subsidies, this profession truly would have struggled to put food on the table.
There were pitifully few weapon-forging orders these days.
Most were repair orders for weapons sold years ago, while custom orders for new weapons were rare.
Young people nowadays, so long as their families had some means, chose custom weapons from Fate