After informing Yang Potian of his idea to build an Underground City, Tian Hao left it alone. There was no need to waste thought on such a trivial matter. Otherwise, what was the point of having so many underlings?
The Banyan Tree King worked efficiently. That very day, it created an underground chamber twenty meters long and wide, two hundred meters below the surface, complete with ventilation facilities. At the very least, it would not become stuffy.
Drawing the Green Peak Sword, Tian Hao carved out a small pool and poured an entire vat of Ice Fire Spring Water into it.
Special Metal was difficult to melt with ordinary flames, but fortunately, he had Ice Fire Spring Water.
The fire divine power within the Fire Spring Water could definitely melt any metal, or at the very least heat it until it glowed red.
After all, it was an extreme temperature that even Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts could not endure.
"First, I'll make a forging hammer, then... wait, why do I have to use hammer-forging for this?"
Just as he was about to toss the selected chunk of Tungsten Steel into the Fire Spring Water to heat it, Tian Hao suddenly froze. Why did he have to use such a clumsy method as forging?
The truly superior approach was the kind of high-class refining method found in fantasy immortal-cultivation novels.
After all, forging itself merely removed impurities and, at best, increased a metal's density. But when it came to impurity removal, the fantasy immortal-cultivation style was several grades higher.
"I should be learning from the Red-Haired Old Monster's Covering the Sky System. How can I willingly stoop so low?"
Patting his forehead, Tian Hao sorted through his thoughts. Though he had plenty of wild ideas, he still needed to learn from and