Mortal World Siblings

The Goddess of Life introduced them:

"This pair of forging hammers has a body forged entirely from Gold of Life."

"The handles are crafted from the branches of the Life Ancient Tree, then nurtured and tempered by my God King divine power and spiritual force, allowing them to fit perfectly with the hammer heads, as if they were an extension of your own arms."

Watching the shock in Ji Jing's eyes, she continued:

"They are not merely divine artifacts for forging, but also formidable weapons for battle. Now, they belong to you. Give this unique divine artifact of yours a name."

Ji Jing reached out, carefully gripping the hammer handles suspended in mid-air.

They felt warm to the touch, heavy yet incredibly compatible, as if they had always been a part of his own body.

The majestic power of life and creation within the hammer heads surged through the handles into his limbs and bones, leaving him feeling unprecedentedly refreshed and powerful.

Feeling the vast divine power contained within the hammers, he pondered for a moment. A flash of realization crossed his eyes, and he said solemnly:

"Life lies in creation, and destruction is the beginning of rebirth. These are gifts bestowed by you, representing the pinnacle of life and creation. Let us call them... the Hammer of Creation."

"The Hammer of Creation."

The Goddess of Life whispered the name, nodding in satisfaction.

"A fine name. I hope they help you overcome every obstacle in the mortal realm."

After her final instructions to Ji Jing, the phantom of the Goddess of Life dissolved into specks of green light and quietly vanished, the majestic aura of life in the room fading along with her.

Ji Jing stroked the Hammer of Creation in his hands, unable to put them down.

Although Tang San had yet to formally teach him the art of forging, the surging power and the sense of blood-linked intimacy emanating from the divine hammers made him eager to find a place to test them out.

With a thought, he stored the Hammer of Creation into his storage Soul Tool, then pushed the door open and stepped out of the room, intending to check the hotel's private training grounds.

However, the moment he stepped out, he saw two people standing in the hallway, seemingly waiting for him. As he appeared, their gazes locked onto him simultaneously.

Ji Jing paused in his tracks.

Standing there was a pair of siblings with extraordinary presence.

The older brother possessed a face of peerless beauty; his skin was fair, and his features were so delicate they were almost ethereal, carrying a beauty that transcended gender.

The younger sister had rare, wine-red hair that shimmered with a charming luster under the lights, like the finest aged vintage.

Her eyes were a pool of clear blue, like sapphires set in jade—vivid and enchanting.

Since arriving in this world, Ji Jing had never met these siblings and did not recognize them.

In his hazy memories, his deepest impression of the Hongchen siblings was their iconic white-haired appearance from the manga; he couldn't reconcile that image with the wine-red-haired girl before him.

However, this was the top floor reserved by Shrek Academy. The fact that these two could appear here, clearly waiting for someone, forced him to remain vigilant.

He stopped walking, looked at them with a calm expression, and asked:

"May I ask, who are you looking for?"

Seeing Ji Jing emerge, the boy with feminine features brightened and was about to step forward.

But before he could speak, he was shoved aside by his sister.

Meng Hongchen's eyes were even brighter than her brother's, as if she had discovered a priceless treasure. She darted to Ji Jing in two or three steps, a radiant smile on her face, and said enthusiastically:

"Hello! My name is Meng Hongchen! I've heard so much about you, Ji Jing!"

As she spoke, Meng Hongchen generously extended her fair hand.

Ji Jing was slightly surprised. He raised an eyebrow and, out of politeness, reached out to lightly shake her fingertips, nodding:

"Hello."

At this moment, Xiao Hongchen, who had been pushed aside, walked over looking annoyed and undermined her:

"What do you mean 'heard so much about him'? I only found out his name after asking a guy who looked like a total jerk just a moment ago."

"Shut up!"

Meng Hongchen glared back at her brother and said righteously:

"Finding out a handsome guy's name for your sister is exactly what you should be doing as a brother!"

Xiao Hongchen's mouth twitched, and he decided not to bicker with his infatuated sister.

He squeezed past Meng Hongchen, stood before Ji Jing, and regained his serious, confident demeanor. He also extended his hand and said:

"Ji Jing, I am Xiao Hongchen. I watched your match today, and I look forward to competing against you on the arena floor."

Ji Jing was somewhat surprised.

He knew that these siblings weren't inherently evil; they were simply on the opposite side of the original protagonist.

Regardless, his purpose in the lower realm wasn't to work himself to the bone for Shrek Academy, so making a few friends wouldn't hurt.

Thinking of this, a gentle smile appeared on Ji Jing's face. He reached out, shook Xiao Hongchen's hand firmly, and said:

"In that case, I look forward to that day as well."

"Then, see you in the arena."

Xiao Hongchen withdrew his hand and nodded at Ji Jing, acknowledging the greeting.

"Brother, what's the rush? I haven't even chatted for a few minutes yet!"

Meng Hongchen tugged at Xiao Hongchen's arm, looking dissatisfied.

"Let's go. We came here to scout our opponents, not for you to make friends."

Xiao Hongchen remained unmoved, practically dragging the reluctant Meng Hongchen away.

Ji Jing watched their retreating figures with a faint smile before turning back to his own room.

Not long after, Wang Dong returned.

Ji Jing walked into the suite's kitchen and, using the fresh ingredients provided by the hotel, skillfully prepared a simple yet delicious dinner for her.

After the meal, seeing a satisfied Wang Dong, Ji Jing stood up.

"Where are you going?"

Wang Dong keenly sensed that he was about to head out.

"Just going to stretch my limbs."

Ji Jing said as he put on his coat.

"Get some rest early; I'll be back in a while."

Without waiting for Wang Dong to ask further, he pushed the door open and left.

After leaving the hotel, Ji Jing quickly arrived at a secluded, deserted corner.

With a thought, his third soul ring suddenly lit up, and he let out a low shout:

"Flying Fire Meteor!"

In an instant, a scorching surge of soul power erupted from his back, condensing into two brilliant, flaming trails of light.

This power instantly lifted him off the ground, granting him the ability to fly.

Immediately following this, he didn't hesitate to activate his soul skill consecutively, the light of the flaming tails flashing twice in rapid succession.

"Triple Amplification!"

Accompanied by a violent consumption of soul power, the flaming trails behind him surged, and his flight speed instantly stacked to its limit.

He transformed into a red meteor, tearing through the night sky as he sped toward the outskirts of Star Luo City.

Before long, he had covered several kilometers and landed deep within a dense, uninhabited forest.

The night breeze brushed through the treetops, creating a rustling sound, while the chirping of insects all around made the area seem quiet and hidden.

Ji Jing retracted his soul skill and landed steadily.

His powerful spiritual energy spread out like a tide, carefully scanning the surrounding few miles to confirm there were no traces of soul masters or powerful soul beasts.

This distance should be enough.

He thought to himself.

He already had contingency plans for any potential accidents.

Ordinary people wouldn't be able to detect him at all, and even if he were stumbled upon by some blind powerhouse, if they were merely curious, a beating would be enough to make them retreat.

But if they harbored greed and tried to rob him, he wouldn't mind adding another cold corpse to this forest.

With that thought in mind, he no longer hesitated.

After putting on a mask, he flipped his hands, and the Hammer of Creation appeared in his grasp.

Just by holding them, Ji Jing could feel a sense of power surging through his entire body.

He took a deep breath, spread his feet slightly to stabilize his stance, and slowly raised the hammer in his right hand.

He didn't use any soul power, wanting to first test what kind of astonishing destructive force this pair of divine hammers could unleash through pure physical strength alone.