After venting all the pent-up frustration in his heart to his heart's content on the Back Mountain, Chen Mo felt much more relaxed, becoming increasingly calm and composed.
The contents of his daily life had not changed. The small courtyard, Alchemy Room, and Forging Martial Hall—he spent nearly every day traveling between those three places in a straight line.
It was extremely regular and simple, yet he did not find it monotonous or boring. Chen Mo liked this kind of life very much.
He could clearly feel that through his constant studies and Yi Feng's explanations, his theoretical foundation in Alchemy had become increasingly solid. Before long, he would likely be able to start trying his hand at refining pills on his own.
With Chen Mo's talent, it should not take long for his Alchemy to reach the Initiation Realm. Afterward, he could rely on Epiphany to raise it to the Perfection Realm and proceed with the next step of his plan.
As for Blacksmithing, he had gotten started with it even earlier than Alchemy.
Even though Chen Mo was not a disciple of the Forging Martial Hall, Yuan Gang still taught him with great care. Aside from secret techniques, he imparted every common forging method and technique without holding anything back.
Compared to Alchemy, Blacksmithing was undoubtedly much easier to learn.
To forge an excellent weapon, the materials could not be poor, and the smith's physique had to be strong enough as well. Otherwise, one would be unable to endure long hours of hammering. Control over one's strength also needed to reach an extremely high level.
The rest came down to experience and techniques gained through practice making perfect.
As for those special forging techniques, Chen Mo could not learn them from Yuan Gang because he was not a