Na'er Forges, Aiming to Destroy the World

Na'er spoke up, "Master Mang, what would it take for you to accept me as your apprentice?"

Mang Di didn't even lift his eyes. "If you can achieve hundred-refinement in a short time, I'll take you."

Na'er asked, "What is hundred-refinement?"

Mang Di immediately demonstrated, using a dazzling technique on a piece of tungsten steel to forge it over a hundred times, forcefully reducing its volume by half.

Silver light flickered in Na'er's eyes; the movements in Mang Di's hands instantly became incredibly slow in her vision, and every motion held no secrets from her.

She said, "So that is what hundred-refinement is."

"Through constant hammering, the impurities in the metal are continuously removed, increasing its density and causing it to sublimate."

"I understand."

Na'er added, "I understand everything."

As long as a Silver Dragon was intelligent and not love-struck, their abilities were truly top-tier.

Clearly, the kiss between Na'er and Li Luo—a cross-temporal kiss between the Dragon God and the Dragon God's wife—had already activated a sliver of the Silver Dragon's power.

Although Na'er was not a complete dragon.

She was extraordinary nonetheless.

However, Mang Di laughed. "Little girl, what you said is indeed correct. But blacksmithing is about manual labor; being able to talk and wag your tongue is a completely different matter."

"Hammer!"

Na'er reached out.

The hammer in Mang Di's hand fell into Na'er's grasp.

"Bang, bang, bang."

"Cling, cling, cling."

One strike, two strikes.

Three strikes.

Countless strikes.

In mid-air, the pitch-black hammer was swung by Na'er until it left afterimages.

"Th-th-this..." Mang Di's eyes widened larger than gongs.

He had spent half a lifetime blacksmithing.

Yet he remained a mere mortal craftsman.

Only because he had never seen true divine skill.

But today, he had seen it.

Na'er's performance reorganized Mang Di's understanding. If he hadn't believed his older brother Mang Tian when he said someone could achieve hundred-refinement in three months, he believed it completely now.

"Hundred-refinement!" Mang Di's lips trembled.

In less than half an hour, Na'er had already achieved hundred-refinement.

And her hundred-refinement was stronger than the ordinary kind.

The forged piece of tungsten steel had shrunk by more than half.

Yet Na'er had not stopped.

"Bang, bang, bang."

"Cling, cling, cling."

The small black iron hammer danced joyfully.

Mang Di muttered unconsciously, "Two-hundred-refinement."

"Three-hundred-refinement."

"..."

Finally, accompanied by a crisp "ding," Na'er stopped the hammer in her hand.

Mang Di had gone from initial shock to numbness.

It wasn't until Na'er asked him, "How many refinements is that?"

That Mang Di finally snapped back to reality, unable to form a complete sentence. "Th-thousand-refinement."

"Oh, so it's thousand-refinement." Na'er seemed a bit unsatisfied.

If she hadn't sensed that the tungsten steel couldn't withstand any more hammering, it would have been more than just thousand-refinement.

"Master Mang, you said earlier that if I could achieve hundred-refinement in a short time, you would accept me as your apprentice."

"Can you take me as your apprentice now?" Na'er asked, holding the hammer.

"I will!" Mang Di said hurriedly, then waved his hands vigorously. "No, no, no, I cannot."

"You would have to be the one to take me as your apprentice." Mang Di explained.

He had just said that reaching the hundred-refinement stage in a short time was measured in months. Yet, Na'er had managed to force it into half an hour. Not only did she reach the hundred-refinement stage, but she even achieved thousand-refinement. If not for the limitations of the materials, he feared that thousand-refinement would not have been the end. Such talent was terrifying. Na'er possessed the potential of a Divine Craftsman. How could Mang Di dare to take her on? It would be more appropriate for Mang Di to be her apprentice.

Upon hearing Mang Di's explanation, Na'er was very unhappy. "Hmph, don't even think about being my apprentice. I will absolutely not pay you a salary."

Having been in the human world for three months, the Silver Dragon had already developed basic human values. If she were Mang Di's apprentice, Mang Di would have to pay her 20 Federation Coins per hour. If Mang Di were her apprentice, wouldn't that mean she would have to pay him 20 Federation Coins? That would be the death of her! Na'er glared fiercely at Mang Di, thinking to herself, My Federation Coins are for buying a spirit soul for my brother. No one is allowed to touch them! Hmph!

Mang Di finally realized what Na'er cared about. After weighing his options, he spoke up, "I won't take you as an apprentice, and you won't take me as an apprentice. You can just register your name at my workshop, and I will pay you."

Na'er's eyes lit up. "How much is the pay?"

"Thirty Federation Coins per hour."

"Deal." Na'er agreed readily; this pay was higher than what was mentioned in the job posting. She was very satisfied.

Na'er asked, "Master Mang, what do I need to do to earn this pay?"

Mang Di said magnanimously, "You don't need to do anything."

"Oh." Na'er replied. The more she thought about it, the more wrong it felt. Could this Master Mang be a fraud? Who pays someone without them having to do any work? No. For the sake of 30 Federation Coins, Na'er swung her hammer and forged iron in Mang Di's workshop for the entire afternoon.

When it was time for her to go home, she settled the account with Mang Di. "Master Mang, I started working here at 1:00 PM, and it is now 4:30 PM. That adds up to three and a half hours of work. According to our previous agreement, you should pay me 105 Federation Coins."

Mang Di kept his word and paid Na'er. Na'er finally returned home with 105 Federation Coins. She lay on her bed, calculating that she could earn about a hundred Federation Coins every day from now on. Soon, she would have enough money to buy a spirit soul for her brother.

"Giggle." She let out a laugh that sounded like silver bells.

Li Luo, lying on the small bed, asked, "Is there something making Na'er happy?"

Na'er replied, "Na'er does have something happy."

"But Na'er can only tell Brother later."

"So mysterious." Li Luo curled his lip and said, "Whenever Brother has something happy, I never keep it from you."

Na'er rolled off the bed.

Then she climbed onto Li Luo.

She was facing downward.

Silver hair tips brushed against Li Luo's face.

She propped her hands on either side of Li Luo's shoulders, looking down at him, "Tell me quickly, Brother, what is the happy thing?"

Li Luo couldn't help but feel that Na'er's posture was a bit off.

Wasn't this the classic woman-on-top position?

However, having earned so much during the day, Li Luo was in high spirits and let Na'er be.

Li Luo spoke up, "Brother earned money today."

Na'er asked curiously, "How much?"

Li Luo replied, "One million and three thousand Federation Coins."

"How much?!" Na'er's voice cracked.

Li Luo repeated, "One million and three thousand Federation Coins." He explained to Na'er why he had earned so much.

But the more he spoke.

The more Na'er's little face fell.

Na'er made one final confirmation, "Brother, are you saying that you earned one million and three thousand Federation Coins just by filming a promotional video?"

"That's right!" Li Luo nodded, taking out his Soul Guidance Communicator to show Na'er the transfer record for thirty thousand Federation Coins.

He added, "The other one million Federation Coins are deposited at the Spirit Pagoda; I'll go pick them up directly when I need them."

Listening to Li Luo's words, Na'er suddenly felt very tired.

She had worked herself to the bone.

Hammering iron all afternoon.

She had earned a little over one hundred Federation Coins.

Brother had filmed a promotional video and earned over a million Federation Coins, with countless more zeros than her.

I'm tired.

This world, just destroy it.