I Cultivated a God?!

Inside the forging room.

A dense, spiritual radiance filled the room.

The sight of the Star Meteor Iron just now, bouncing off the Forging Table to meet the Forging Hammer, had completely shocked Mu Chen, an Eight-Star Saint Craftsman.

He knew full well what that scene represented.

Thousand Refinement possesses spirit, while the standard for Spirit Forging is creation.

So-called creation means imbuing metal with life, allowing it to fuse with the Soul Master themselves.

This is also the fundamental standard for crafting two-word Battle Armor.

And a blacksmith capable of Spirit Forging is rated by the Blacksmith Association as...

A Level 5 Grandmaster Craftsman!!!

But just then, Mu Chen was struck with horror; his eyes widened as he whispered, "No, this is impossible!"

Mu Xi, standing to the side, was also jolted out of her shock by his exclamation.

Her gaze shifted, somewhat dazed, from the spiritual radiance before her, and she looked at her father in confusion.

"What is it, Dad?"

"Xiao Xi, do you remember what I once taught you?"

Mu Chen's eyes were filled with disbelief as he stared at the Forging Hammer of Xu Yue before him.

"Xiao Yue just chose Star Meteor Iron!"

"Star Meteor Iron?! What about Star Meteor Iron..."

Mu Xi had only said a few words before she stopped abruptly.

She recalled what Mu Chen had told her about the characteristics of Star Meteor Iron, and her fair throat moved involuntarily.

Gulp—!

"Dad, didn't you say that Star Meteor Iron cannot be Spirit Forged?"

"But A-Yue, he..."

Mu Chen nodded heavily in response. As a Saint Craftsman, he knew every known rare metal in great detail.

"That's right. The Blacksmith Association recognizes Star Meteor Iron as a material that cannot be Spirit Forged; its absolute limit is First-Grade Thousand Refinement."

"Just now, I thought Xiao Yue chose Star Meteor Iron simply to perform another Thousand Refinement..."

"But I never expected him to be able to imbue it with life."

"This is no longer a miracle; this is a divine act."

By this point, his voice was even trembling slightly.

"Xiao Yue's future will definitely not stop at Divine Blacksmith; he will be the king of all blacksmiths. Even your Uncle Zhen Hua would have to bow down before Xiao Yue!"

Mu Xi instantly grasped the implication and couldn't help but nod:

"So that's why you just shouted out that 'King of... King of Casting'."

"Uh..." Mu Chen's tone faltered for a moment, "That was just... a word that suddenly popped out from the bottom of my heart!"

He looked at Xu Yue before him, his expression incredibly complex.

There was surprise, admiration, and a multitude of complicated emotions.

But soon, they were all overshadowed by joy and anticipation.

Could it be that I am going to nurture a god?!

However, this thought flashed and vanished; he wasn't shameless enough to attribute Xu Yue's talent and potential to himself.

Yu Xiaogang: "Ah, yes, yes, yes!!!"

On the other side.

What Mu Chen didn't expect was that his shout of "King of Casting" almost caused Xu Yue, who was in the middle of creating life for the Star Meteor Iron, to lose his focus on the spot.

What the hell is a King of Casting? Can you just say things like that?!

Uncle Mu, you really want to get hit by the Amber King's giant hammer, don't you?

At the very least, you should have called him the God of Precious Metals, right?

Isn't the Herrscher of Rock the Lord of Rock? Why wouldn't the Star of Eden, mutated from the collapse of a Sun Martial Soul, be considered a Heavenly Star?

Some old geezer whose identity is like an onion would definitely agree.

However, at this moment, under his hammer, the Star Meteor Iron not only had its spirituality awakened but also birthed vitality.

On the Forging Table, the massive Star Meteor Iron had now shrunk by more than thirty or forty percent.

All around it were tiny, star-like specks of the impurities it had contained.

With the help of gravity and the metal's own repulsion.

Xu Yue had actually completed the purification process in a single hammer strike.

At this moment, inside the forging room, there was not a single sound.

Only the ceaseless crackling of the flames within the Forging Table furnace could be heard.

Under the silent gaze of the three people present.

The Star Meteor Iron on the Forging Table trembled as it lifted itself into the air, emitting bursts of joyful metallic humming as it began to circle around Xu Yue's body.

After circling three times, it settled quietly into the palm of Xu Yue's hand.

Waiting for a moment, Xu Yue did not hear the cheers he expected from Mu Chen and Mu Xi.

He glanced toward the two onlookers nearby, feeling somewhat puzzled.

Meeting Xu Yue's gaze, Mu Chen spoke with a complex expression.

"Xiao Yue, you're making things very difficult for me!"

"A One-Hammer Master Craftsman—such an achievement is unprecedented and will never be surpassed; no one will ever break this record."

"With you like this... I truly don't know what else I could possibly teach you as your teacher."

Hearing this, Xu Yue's expression turned slightly awkward.

He had only wanted to test how much the Authority of Rock would amplify the forging process, but he hadn't expected it to be so heaven-defying.

Thinking of this, he looked at the Star Meteor Iron in his hand, which had now gained life, and replied.

"Uncle Mu, I heard that Spirit Forging requires the infusion of blood, energy, and spirit to be completed. Can't my method just be considered a shortcut?"

"A shortcut?" Mu Chen shook his head with a bitter smile and replied sternly.

"Regardless of the method, the ultimate goal is to bring the metal to life. As long as it is completed, there is no such thing as a shortcut."

"If I weren't afraid of it being too shocking, I would give you a Level 5 Blacksmith badge right now."

"..."

Dinner time.

The atmosphere at the dining table was somewhat silent.

Seeing the whole family acting this way, Yuan Bao'er assumed that Xu Yue's progress in his studies today had not been ideal.

She couldn't help but offer some gentle comfort:

"After all, it's Xiao Yue's first day of learning, so it's normal for things to not go perfectly. Even the Senior Disciple didn't become a Level 1 Blacksmith until he was eight, right?"

"Teach him well; I think Xiao Yue has quite a lot of talent."

Quite a lot of talent?

Mu Chen's hand, which was in the middle of picking up food, suddenly froze in mid-air.

If Xu Yue only counted as having "talent," then every other blacksmith, even the Divine Blacksmith Zhen Hua, could only be considered a paramecium.

Just as Mu Chen was about to explain.

Ding!

The crisp sound of bowls and chopsticks colliding interrupted the silence.

"I'm finished," Mu Xi's voice sounded, appearing somewhat calm. "I have something to do, so I'm heading out."

As soon as she finished speaking, she stood up and walked quickly out of the dining room.

Watching Mu Xi's retreating figure, Xu Yue and Mu Chen exchanged a glance. Seeing the signal in the other's eyes, they quickly finished the food in their bowls and stood up as well.

"Uncle Mu, Aunt Bao, I'm finished too."

After saying this, he also walked quickly in the direction Mu Xi had gone.

However, when Xu Yue stepped into the elevator and went to press the button for the first floor, he suddenly changed the floor he was heading to.

Yuan Bao'er watched as the two children, one big and one small, left one after another, looking somewhat dazed.

"Honey, did I say something wrong?"

Mu Chen sighed, and after a long silence, he nodded.

"Bao'er, you were indeed wrong. It's not that Xiao Yue's talent is bad; it's that it's too good!"

"Good talent?" Yuan Bao'er was puzzled. "Isn't that a good thing? Why do you all have such expressions?"

"Because we are in the middle of having our worldviews reshaped!"

Mu Chen's expression was complex; that scene was still echoing in his mind. Seeing his wife's confusion, he continued.

"What if I told you that on his very first day of learning to forge, Xiao Yue successfully performed Spirit Forging and became a Master Craftsman?"

Mu Chen's words reached Yuan Bao'er's ears, causing her expression to freeze instantly.

The chopsticks she was holding clattered to the floor, and her red lips trembled as she spat out a few words.

"Spirit... Spirit Forging? A Master Craftsman?!"