Guiding Tang San in Forging Spiritual Metal

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, half a month had gone by, thanks to the high-quality Ten-Thousand-Year Whale Rubber Tang Hao had brought back.

After eating three pieces of Ten-Thousand-Year Whale Rubber, Lu Yi's physical strength had reached the point where a single swing of his arm carried a thousand jin of force. Judging by his physique alone, he was no weaker than an ordinary beast Martial Soul Soul Elder, yet he was only eight years old.

"Little San, do you think these metals have lives?"

Inside the blacksmith shop, Lu Yi suddenly spoke as he watched Tang San labor away at the forge.

He suddenly recalled that in Douluo III, blacksmiths seemed able to awaken the spirituality of metal through communicating with it, forging metals that could be fused into one's body. Could he directly tell Tang San the theories from Douluo III and have him advance the development of metal forging?

After all, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul contained tenacious life force and was highly sensitive to vitality. His second Martial Soul, the Clear Sky Hammer, had been born for forging. Most importantly, Tang San was the Child of Destiny of this era. With his fortune driving things forward, perhaps they really could develop Douluo III's Spiritual Metal in Douluo I.

"Metal has life?"

Upon hearing Lu Yi's words, Tang San placed the iron ingot he was forging into the furnace to heat it.

Ever since eating Ten-Thousand-Year Whale Rubber and personally experiencing the improvement in his physique, Tang San had taken Lu Yi's words very seriously. After all, even his teacher had said that while his senior brother's mind could be wildly unconventional, he occasionally came up with extremely valuable ideas.

That regard had reached its peak after his teacher drew on Lu Yi's idea and had him absorb a seven-hundred-year Blue Silver Grass Soul Ring.

Although that Blue Silver Grass Soul Ring had only given him a rapid-growth soul skill and slightly strengthened his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, allowing it to rival ordinary vines, the Soul Ring had truly improved his cultivation talent.

After absorbing the Soul Ring, he felt that his Mysterious Heaven Skill cultivation speed had increased by around five percent. It was not much, but it was permanent.

This made Tang San take Lu Yi's ideas more and more seriously. He had reached the point where, whenever Lu Yi casually mentioned an idea, he would try it to see whether it worked.

For example, his seemingly useless first soul skill. After Lu Yi casually said, "Quantitative change leads to qualitative change. Use the rapid proliferation of large amounts of Blue Silver Grass to control your enemy," Tang San desperately practiced speeding up the growth of Blue Silver Grass.

Now, his Blue Silver Grass could wrap around an entire person within two seconds. Moreover, due to its powerful vitality, even if its vines were cut apart, they could keep growing as long as the roots remained intact. As a result, the growth rate of Blue Silver Grass was like stacking buffs—the more it grew, the faster it became.

Ever since developing this soul skill, whenever Tang San sparred one-on-one with Xiao Wu, she had never once managed to get close to him. Every time, she would be tightly bound by Blue Silver Grass growing all over her body, then humiliatingly admit defeat.

So after hearing Lu Yi's words, Tang San could not help but think about it. Did metal have life?

If this had been Tang San's previous life, he would definitely have said that it absolutely had no life. How could metal possibly have life?

But this was not the martial arts world of his previous life. This was a world with Martial Souls. In this world, even lava could possess life and become a Soul Beast like the Lava Lord. So why could metal not have life?

"What is it, Tang San? Are you really sitting there thinking about whether metal has life?"

Seeing Tang San sink into thought, Lu Yi spoke with a smile.

"Senior Brother, I think metal should have life. After all, the legends all say that divine artifacts possess spirituality and choose their masters. There's no reason ordinary metal shouldn't have spirituality!"

"Father also said that only a blacksmith who can forge a divine artifact from ordinary iron can be called a Divine Craftsman. Since ordinary iron can be forged into a divine artifact, ordinary iron should possess spirituality as well. It might simply need a blacksmith's guidance."

After hearing Lu Yi's words, Tang San looked at the flames in the furnace, then turned back toward Lu Yi and spoke with a serious expression.

"As for how to guide it, I don't know. Perhaps certain Divine Craftsmen possess such methods, or perhaps we'll need to study them ourselves."

With that, Tang San turned back and stared passionately at the iron ingot in the furnace. If he could develop a new forging method and become a Divine Craftsman on the Douluo Continent, Father would surely be surprised.

As Yu Xiaogang's disciple—a man who dared to experiment on himself in researching a method to break through level thirty—even after only half a month under Yu Xiaogang's influence, Tang San did not lack the courage to experiment.

"Good, junior brother. I have faith in you. I have another idea: since Soul Power can be used in battle, why can't it be used in forging?"

Hearing Tang San's words, Lu Yi patted him on the shoulder and spoke with an expression that said he had high hopes for him.

Tang San carefully considered Lu Yi's words, and his eyes gradually brightened. He felt that Lu Yi's idea actually seemed feasible.

"Senior Brother, Teacher was right. You really are a genius!"

Tang San grabbed Lu Yi in a hug, his voice full of excitement.

"Hey, hey, hey—let go of me. Mind your image..."

Looking at Tang San hugging his waist, Lu Yi stretched out a hand and shoved hard against Tang San's head, trying to push him away. Unfortunately, Tang San had also eaten quite a bit of Ten-Thousand-Year Whale Rubber. Although much of its medicinal effect had gone toward replenishing the deficiencies caused by his childhood malnutrition, what remained had still greatly increased Tang San's strength.

Life at the academy was extremely boring, especially for an active, restless rabbit like Xiao Wu. To her, the dull routine of academy life was as unbearable as prison.

What irritated Xiao Wu even more was that aside from Lu Yi and Wang Shu, who had always been able to beat her, Tang San—the defeated opponent who had been unable to beat her when school first began—could now defeat her. And he did so with absurd ease, leaving Xiao Wu with an intense sense of frustration.

In order to defeat Tang San and regain her pride, Xiao Wu had not even attended class today. She planned to use class time to cultivate, raise her cultivation, defeat Tang San, and even defeat those two hateful guys, Wang Shu and Lu Yi.

However, cultivation was even more boring than Xiao Wu had imagined. After meditating for half an hour, she could no longer endure it and lay on her bed, staring blankly into space.

"Creak—"

The door to the Seventh Dormitory was pushed open. Upon hearing the sound, Xiao Wu hurriedly sat cross-legged and entered a meditative state.

Lu Yi entered the Seventh Dormitory and gave the meditating Xiao Wu a surprised glance, though he was only surprised that this girl could sit quietly and cultivate.

He had no favorable impression of someone who clearly bore a blood feud yet did not think of cultivating diligently to avenge it, instead spending every day thinking about how to have fun. Rather than wondering why Xiao Wu was cultivating in the room today, he was more interested in considering which advanced academy he should attend after graduating from Nuoding Academy.