You're Trying to Steal My Son

His world seemed to open up. Though he wasn't looking with his eyes, everything around him had grown clear.

His spiritual power seemed to have entered another realm.

This was the Spirit Abyss Realm, above the Spirit Sea Realm! The Spirit Abyss Realm that could absorb a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Spirit!

The Spirit Abyss Realm almost meant that, as long as nothing went wrong with a Soul Master's body, they were certain to become a Titled Douluo someday.

But Mu Han paid no attention to any of that. The forging was still underway.

A crisp echo rang out from within the Jade Silver.

At the sound, Zhen Hua's body jolted.

It sounded like an ordinary echo!

But to his ears, it was like hearing the most beautiful thing in the world.

He understood all too well what it meant.

The echo marked a stage-by-stage victory in Soul Forging!

It meant that the various energies he had infused into the metal had been brought together and could now assist the forging from within.

Many Level 6 Blacksmiths never achieved this in their entire lives, and this was also the hardest part of Soul Forging!

In truth, this was thanks to the Cloud Gold Forging Hammer.

The pair of Cloud Gold Forging Hammers was of exceptional quality. They had also been with the Divine Craftsman for years, and had absorbed Zhen Hua's aura.

These were, after all, the forging hammers Zhen Hua had used before becoming a Saint Craftsman.

But they were still the possessions of a Divine Craftsman, and the Divine Craftsman himself was standing right beside him.

Cloud Gold was a Spirit Alloy to begin with.

And Mu Han's Martial Soul, Gold-Water Mutual Containment, could bring the fusion of Spirit Alloy to one hundred percent.

With Mu Han deliberately drawing on Gold-Water Mutual Containment, the essence, energy, and spirit Zhen Hua had left within the hammers flowed out.

Combined with Mu Han's excellent condition and the insight he had gained as he broke through, that was what brought about the Soul Forging Echo.

Zhen Hua's Fusion Forging techniques were of no use to Mu Han at all.

His Martial Soul was already the best medium.

If they were talking only about Fusion Forging, even all the Divine Craftsmen throughout history combined couldn't compare to him.

From beginning to end, all he had wanted was to use Zhen Hua's forging hammers and forge beside him.

The greatest difference between Spirit Forging and Soul Forging was that Spirit Forging bestowed life,

while Soul Forging imparted one's legacy to the metal. It was like passing on a soul.

No two people could have exactly the same blood energy, Soul Power, and spiritual power.

That was why the Soul Forging Echo could only pass on a feeling, not a technique. The blacksmith had to comprehend it for himself.

After reaching the Spirit Abyss Realm, Mu Han had successfully touched the Soul Forging Echo.

And with the help of the Soul Forging Echo, the spiritual power he had just accumulated and unleashed in a burst quickly stabilized and solidified.

Once Soul Forging Solidification was complete, Soul Forging was seventy percent done.

After the final Soul Awakening, Soul Forging would succeed.

Soul Awakening meant using the energy infused during forging to call out to the Soul-Forged metal and resonate with it.

A Spirit-Forged object with life was like a plant, while Soul-Forged metal with a soul became like an animal.

But among the three great challenges of Soul Forging, the hardest was actually the first: the Soul Forging Echo.

More than anything, it came down to luck.

Any blacksmith who could achieve this would almost certainly become a Saint Craftsman eventually, given enough time to build up their experience.

And Mu Han had even achieved Soul Forging Solidification. All he needed now was time and a deeper understanding of Soul Forging.

But even Mu Han himself hadn't expected to succeed.

He'd actually succeeded on his first attempt?

The Jade Silver, fused from Sinking Silver and Magic Silver, had actually merged straight into the space between his brows.

The highly malleable Sinking Silver corresponded to the corrosion attribute.

The Magic Silver, with its elemental affinity, corresponded to the fire attribute.

Mu Han's first Soul-Forged creation had actually fused directly with his Head Soul Bone?

More precisely, it had fused with his Sea of Consciousness.

After all, his Sea of Consciousness had already absorbed the Evil Spirit that had been born when this Jade Silver underwent Spirit Forging.

Now, could it only be called "using the same ingredients to make the same dish"?

The forging had been exhilarating, and Mu Han found that his spiritual power could rise to an even higher level.

At some point, Zhen Hua's brow had furrowed tightly.

"Thank you for lending me your forging hammers. I found the feel for it." Mu Han turned and spoke respectfully to Zhen Hua.

Hoarding one's knowledge was a trait of the strong. The forging world was no different.

Zhen Hua asked in a low voice, "Whose disciple are you, and how old are you this year?"

"My adoptive father is Mu Chen. This junior, Mu Han, pays his respects to his martial uncle. I'm fourteen this year."

The moment he said this, the whole room erupted!

Soul Forging meant Saint Craftsman. A fourteen-year-old Saint Craftsman!

Even Divine Craftsman Zhen Hua had only been a Level 6 Blacksmith at eighteen, and that had already broken the record.

The youngest Saint Craftsman was probably Feng Wuyu of Shrek Academy?

And he'd been thirty-four, right?

Mu Han hadn't just broken the record—he'd beaten it by twenty years!

Zhen Hua's chest rose and fell slightly. A dazed look was plain in his eyes. "Mu Chen."

He knew this kid, Mu Han.

Over the past while, Mu Han had stirred up so much trouble, and Mu Chen had been the one covering for him.

But in truth, Mu Chen hadn't been able to cover for him at all. Zhen Hua had been the one covering for them every time.

Still, Zhen Hua had been busy and hadn't looked into the details.

He only knew that Mu Han was exceptionally talented at research, and that his Beast Soul Weaponization plan had turned the entire Soul Master World upside down.

Moreover, the Fatui Mu Han had founded was a super organization capable of threatening the Federation.

In terms of high-level combat power, it had already surpassed any one of the Federation's four major organizations.

"President, I've already absorbed this piece of Jade Silver. I can pay for the raw materials by completing tasks."

Zhen Hua shook his head. "It was yours to begin with. These forging hammers are yours too."

As he spoke, he pointed to the pair of Cloud Gold Forging Hammers.

A pair of forging hammers with the Quake Hammer effect was absolutely priceless!

Especially since they had been made by a Divine Craftsman.

But these forging hammers were no longer at the Spirit Forging level. They had become Soul-Forged Cloud Gold Hammers.

Although Mu Han had absorbed the piece of Jade Silver,

the Cloud Gold Hammers had already fused with Mu Han's Martial Soul, Gold-Water Mutual Containment.

After Mu Han's spiritual power broke through one level after another, the hammers had improved too.

Now, the bond between the Cloud Gold Hammers and Mu Han was even stronger than the bond they had shared with their original owner, Zhen Hua.

With these forging hammers, Mu Han would soon be able to stabilize at Level 7.

With such a promising young talent, the Blacksmith Association had its next Divine Craftsman!

As long as he became a Titled Douluo, he was almost certain to become a Divine Craftsman.

They could even pile up enough rare treasures to make it happen.

An unstable foundation? So what? As long as he reached the Titled Douluo level, all he needed was enough Soul Power to use for forging.

So Zhen Hua wasn't worried about any of that.

In terms of resources and wealth, he ranked among the top ten on the continent.

Besides, Mu Han wasn't short of money either.

So after Zhen Hua took Mu Han to the small dining hall, he immediately contacted Mu Chen and tried to win him over with reason and emotion:

"Junior Brother, I don't need a disciple. I need a child to look after me in my old age and bury me when I die!"

"Eldest Senior Brother, are you trying to steal my son?" A soft, sweet voice came from the other end of the soul communicator.

Zhen Hua shivered. "Bao'er?"