Mu Chen

Morning.

Bright sunlight streamed through the windows. Chen Ye yawned. It was already well into the morning.

But as the Young Clan Master who had awakened a top-tier martial soul, no one in the family—not even his father—dared to discipline him.

Chen Ye stretched lazily. He had originally intended to sleep a while longer.

But at that moment, a voice sounded from nearby.

"Good Grandson, Grandfather has already found you a teacher. Come with me now."

Hearing that voice, Chen Ye jolted awake and hurriedly sat up, only to see his grandfather standing there.

The two maids who had just entered saw the elderly man, hurriedly called out, "Great Elder," and quickly withdrew.

"Hehe, alright, Grandfather. I'll get dressed now, and we'll head over right away." Chen Ye smiled awkwardly.

He feared no one in the entire family, not even his father. The only person he feared was this grandfather of his.

The old man said nothing more and quietly stepped outside to wait for his grandson.

Eastsea City Forging Master Association.

As the only association in the region with a true Eighth Grade Forging Master in residence, the East Sea Province Forging Master Association held a position among the very best in the entire forging world.

Not only was this building located in the very heart of Eastsea City, but its interior was even more luxurious than the East Sea Province government building.

Tourists visiting East Sea Province, as well as people from nearby areas who came to conduct business there, would almost always come take a look at the Forging Master Association building.

By now, it had become a landmark of Eastsea City.

At the very top of the building, a scroll suddenly appeared, and the figures of Chen Ye and Chen Gang emerged within it.

At that moment, a middle-aged man was already waiting on the rooftop.

Upon seeing Chen Gang, the middle-aged man approached with a smile and shook his hand. "Senior Chen, your presence truly brings honor to this humble place!"

"You're too polite, kid." Chen Gang smiled and pointed at Chen Ye beside him.

"This is my grandson, Chen Ye. I came to see you today because I'd like him to study forging with you."

He had already spoken to Mu Chen beforehand, so the latter naturally knew about it.

"Of course, no problem. The Chen Family has helped me greatly. Since the Chen Family's Young Clan Master wishes to learn forging, he is naturally welcome to do so. Please follow me. I'll test his aptitude first."

As he spoke, Mu Chen turned and walked away first. Chen Ye followed behind him, while Chen Gang remained where he was.

Entering the Forging Room, Mu Chen glanced around before turning his gaze to a row of racks.

"Those are Forging Hammers. Go pick one and choose a weight that suits you."

Mu Chen's expression was somewhat serious as he watched Chen Ye. Chen Ye nodded and walked over to the row of Forging Hammers.

He ran his hand over the Forging Hammers and casually picked up several of them.

These were clearly the most basic Forging Hammers. Only the materials differed, so their weights naturally varied as well.

After briefly weighing them in his hand, he selected one of the larger hammers.

It was the largest hammer there, as well as the heaviest.

Mu Chen glanced at it. The hammer had been forged from Profound Iron and Dragon Blood Iron.

It had not been made using Fusion Forging; instead, the two metals had simply been crudely fused together.

"How does this hammer feel? Does it feel very heavy?"

"It feels a little light." Chen Ye weighed the hammer in his hand, an embarrassed look on his face. This hammer had virtually no weight to him.

Mu Chen frowned and stepped forward, reaching out to grasp the hammer Chen Ye was holding.

By his estimate, this hammer weighed roughly eight hundred to fifteen hundred jin.

A hammer of this weight was already used by ordinary Second Grade Forging Masters, and even Third Grade Forging Masters.

Yet when he looked at this child holding it, there was indeed not the slightest discomfort. He even appeared visibly relaxed.

A trace of hesitation appeared on Mu Chen's face, but when he thought of the resources donated by the Chen Family, he fell silent for a moment before taking out another hammer from his Soul Tool.

It was a hammer that glimmered with a faint dark-blue light.

It was forged from Blue Pregnant Steel. Mu Chen had forged it himself, and it had also been one of the first hammers he had used.

Silently, he handed the hammer to Chen Ye. Chen Ye accepted it and lightly spun it once. He still clearly found it easy to wield.

"It's still a little light, though this weight is getting close."

"That hammer weighs nearly two thousand jin!" The corner of Mu Chen's mouth twitched.

This had already reached the standard used by Third Grade Forging Masters, yet the other party still found it light.

He fell silent for a moment, then helplessly took another hammer from his Soul Tool.

This time, it was a dark silver hammer. Chen Ye reached out and caught it. His hand visibly sank slightly, but he still held the hammer tightly.

"This hammer is pretty good. Can I choose this one? I can pay for it." Holding the hammer, Chen Ye recognized its quality. After all, he was the Young Clan Master of a great family.

He could tell at a glance that the hammer had been forged from Sinking Silver and was a genuine Thousand Refinements First Grade piece.

A hammer of this grade would be of great help to his early forging.

"It's yours. I already owe the Chen Family a debt of gratitude, and this time, your father gave me another large batch of resources."

"Since I agreed to take you as my disciple, you will be my disciple from now on."

"This is something a Master gives his disciple. It's nothing." Mu Chen shook his head.

Although strength could not determine one's talent for forging, it was still the foundation of forging. The greater a person's innate strength, the easier forging would be for them.

"Now, use the hammer in your hand to casually strike the other Forging Hammers. These hammers were forged from already-refined metals."

"Through the strikes, I can judge how well you grasp the rhythm of metal."

"Alright." Chen Ye nodded. He gripped the hammer as golden Dragon Scales covered his left hand.

Beneath the cover of the Dragon Scales, the somewhat heavy Sinking Gold Hammer instantly returned to its normal weight.

A golden soul ring descended around him, and at the same time, he brought the hammer down. When it touched the metal, it did not cause the slightest damage.

Mu Chen glanced at the metal hammer that had been struck, genuine surprise appearing on his face this time. "Such powerful Spiritual Power control. Your Spiritual Power level should be quite high as well, right?"

"You can already control it with such precision. Your talent in forging is truly extraordinary."

"With talent like yours, even if you had come for a normal test, there's a high chance I would have accepted you as my disciple."

Mu Chen shook his head lightly. As he looked at Chen Ye, there was a rare trace of admiration in his eyes.

He had originally thought that taking in a good-for-nothing as his disciple would at least make the Chen Family owe him a favor.

But a genius with immense innate strength, exceptionally powerful Spiritual Power, and absolute control over technique—

Rather than the Chen Family owing him a favor, it was he who owed the Chen Family one.

Based solely on the Young Man's age and current performance, Mu Chen could tell that he would at the very least become an Eighth Grade Forging Master in the future.

With such talent, he truly had the qualifications to challenge the rank of Godly Craftsman...

For such a gifted child to come into his hands was simply a heaven-sent opportunity.