Thousand Refinements Rhythm

The Forging Master Association. Chen Ye swaggered in.

Seeing Chen Ye approach, many Forging Masters smiled politely.

"Little Ye, you're here to see the Chairman, right? He's in his office."

"Long time no see, Little Ye. Can you guide me on Second Grade Forging techniques sometime?"

"Little Ye's here! When you have time, I'll treat you to milk tea, big brother."

The Forging Masters around Chen Ye were all very enthusiastic.

After all, he was the disciple of the East Sea City Forging Master Association Chairman, and the Chairman's most core disciple at that.

Most importantly, the young man's talent was truly exceptional.

After three years of studying forging, a normal person might not even reach First Grade Forging Master. Yet, he was already a genuine Third Grade Peak Forger.

Even at their Forging Master gatherings, Mu Chen had repeatedly marveled at the boy's forging talent.

If he had focused his talent on Soul Master cultivation, he might have already become a Fourth Grade Forger, possibly even challenging for Fifth Grade.

Under these circumstances, most people naturally didn't mind saying a few nice words to curry favor with a future genius Forging Master.

Arriving at the top floor, Tang Wulin followed Chen Ye, still a bit dazed.

As soon as they entered the office, they saw Mu Xi standing there, tears in her eyes, wiping them as she was being lectured by Mu Chen.

"My little ancestor! Thousand Refinements aren't forged like this! How many more times do I have to teach you, Dad?"

"Is this rhythm really that hard to learn?"

Mu Chen's face was filled with helplessness. He turned his head and saw Chen Ye entering.

"You're finally here, kid. Take your Senior Sister to learn the rhythm of Thousand Refinements. Teach your poor Senior Sister."

"I really can't teach her anymore!"

Mu Chen sighed. If he hadn't seen the moon, he might not have feared the darkness.

Having witnessed Chen Ye grasp it in one go, and after teaching his daughter for three months with no progress, he was truly at his breaking point.

Chen Ye smiled. Before he could speak, Mu Xi turned and threw herself into his arms.

The girl's head rested on his shoulder, her tears soaking his clothes.

"Alright, Senior Sister, it's okay, it's okay. I'll teach you. I have time today. I'll teach you this rhythm, okay?"

"Mhm, thank you, Brother Chen Ye." Mu Xi's voice was a little pitiful.

Chen Ye patted the girl's head, then looked at Mu Chen. "Master, this is my classmate. He also studies forging."

"His Martial Soul is the Clear Sky Hammer. I want to see if you can take him as a disciple."

Mu Chen glanced at Tang Wulin, a hint of disdain in his eyes. "The Clear Sky Hammer is indeed excellent, but isn't he a bit old for his age?"

"I'm already a First Grade Forging Master. With the Clear Sky Hammer, I should be able to become a Second Grade Forger."

Tang Wulin spoke earnestly, but Mu Chen looked at him with suspicion.

On the other hand, Chen Ye glanced at Tang Wulin and believed his words.

The guy had talent, and high talent at that. It was definitely higher than Mu Xi's.

He lowered his head slightly to look at the girl still leaning on his shoulder, then looked up at Mu Chen.

Seeing his daughter completely ignoring him, Mu Chen sighed.

"Fine, I don't lack one more disciple. You can learn with Chen Ye."

"You two seem to have a good relationship. Chen Ye has never brought anyone here before."

Mu Chen looked at the two youngsters with interest. Chen Ye was noticeably taller than Tang Wulin.

But both of them were exceptionally handsome. One had more chiseled features, the other more refined ones.

"Of course! I'm Boss's little brother, the number one little brother under Boss!" Tang Wulin patted his chest with a proud expression.

Hearing this, Mu Chen and Mu Xi were both stunned. The girl looked up at Tang Wulin with curiosity.

Mu Chen also gave Tang Wulin a strange look, then turned to Chen Ye. "Why are you learning to take little brothers now?"

"Hehe, I'll take Senior Sister downstairs first. Teacher, you teach Wulin. This is something only Teacher can teach. I can't compare to you."

Chen Ye said, preparing to leave. But as he turned, Mu Xi beside him didn't move, just stared at him blankly.

Chen Ye's face showed helplessness. Wasn't she a bit tsundere when they first met? How did she become like this?

He helplessly reached out and took the girl's hand. Only then did she follow him downstairs.

Mu Chen, left behind, touched his head. He wanted to say something, but considering their ages, he remained silent.

"This little girl will definitely be a love-struck fool in the future. If Chen Ye can really be my son-in-law, it wouldn't be bad."

Mu Chen muttered, then looked at Tang Wulin. "Your Boss really takes care of you. Come with me, I'll teach you how to forge."

In the forging room downstairs, Mu Xi looked at the metal in front of her with frustration. "The rhythm of Thousand Refinements Metal is really hard. I still can't learn it. What am I supposed to do?"

"Little Chen, how did you remember it? This metal has no rhythm at all, and each piece of metal is different."

Mu Xi's clear, bright eyes looked at him, making Chen Ye feel a bit helpless.

He genuinely had nothing to memorize; it was all based on feeling, on his grasp of Metal Rhythm.

This was something he could follow without any difficulty.

He didn't even need to learn it in one go. Even without Mu Chen demonstrating, he likely wouldn't have made a mistake on his first try.

But after thinking about it, he ultimately didn't say anything. Instead, he walked over to Mu Xi and took her hand.

Mu Xi was three or four years older than Chen Ye, but when they stood together, their heights weren't that different.

Holding the girl's soft, small hand, Chen Ye's expression remained unchanged. He gently closed his eyes, then raised his Forging Hammer and struck the metal.

A moving sense of melody descended. Mu Xi's pretty face flushed slightly, but before she could think much of it, the second hammer blow fell.

A strange rhythm, accompanied by the sound of the strikes, leaped continuously like musical notes.

A flicker of confusion crossed Mu Xi's eyes, but as she felt the hammer's every bounce and its connection to the metal, she began to gain some understanding.

However, it wasn't until Chen Ye completed the Thousand Refinements on the piece of metal that Mu Xi could barely grasp a hint of the rhythm.

"Sigh, Little Chen, am I very stupid, Senior Sister? I only felt a tiny bit of the melody."

"When are you going to take the Level 4 Forging Master certificate? You can already perform Thousand Refinements."

"I'm not in a hurry. Master's intention is for me to keep it hidden for a while," Chen Ye said with a smile, appearing unconcerned.

Becoming a Level 4 Forging Master in three years was a bit too attention-grabbing.

So Mu Chen decided he wouldn't reveal it yet.

He guided Mu Xi through a few more practice sessions until the girl had a general idea of the metal's rhythm.

Only then did Chen Ye leave the Forging Room, letting Mu Xi practice on her own.

This kind of thing, it wasn't really surprising that Mu Chen felt exasperated.

Because at his level, metal was like his own child, producing no sense of awkwardness whatsoever.

Therefore, these so-called metal rhythms meant nothing to Mu Chen.

Conversely, Chen Ye, at his current stage, treated metal as a friend, and it was through rhythm that he could achieve better integration.

Returning to the office, he pushed open the Gate of Opening and saw Mu Chen sitting there, looking somewhat helplessly at Tang Wulin.