Leaping Across Three Timelines in Douluo
Chapter 42

Crown Prince Coming-of-Age Ceremony

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"Hum~"

A faint, clear chime echoed in Yang Fan's mind.

When he gripped the pair of forging hammers again, a marvelous feeling of blood ties welled up within him.

The Meteorite Hammers, which had once felt so heavy, now seemed like extensions of his arms, light as air.

"Ding."

Yang Fan casually tapped the anvil with his left hammer.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

Three crisp chimes rang out in rapid succession!

Master Wang rubbed his eyes, wearing an expression as if he'd seen a ghost.

He had seen it clearly: Yang Fan had only struck once, yet the moment the Meteorite Hammer touched the anvil, it had vibrated at an incredibly high frequency, leaving two afterimages and producing the sound of three strikes!

"This... What... How did that happen?!"

Master Wang stammered, his voice trembling.

"Stacking effect?!"

Ning Rongrong explained in amazement. She'd thought the talk of special effects was nothing but fabricated history, but she hadn't expected it to be real.

At last, he'd forged a top-grade effect!

Feeling the stacked force of the forging hammer in his palm, Yang Fan was ecstatic.

I knew it. I'm no unlucky scrub.

On the Legend of the Dragon King timeline, that bastard Tang Hao was definitely targeting me behind the scenes!

"Where did you learn this Blood Sacrifice method?"

Ning Rongrong looked at Yang Fan, feeling as though a constant veil of mystery surrounded him, making him impossible to read.

Yang Fan only smiled without answering. The more he said, the more likely he was to slip up.

With Ning Rongrong's personality, whatever she came up with on her own might be more convincing than either a lie or the truth.

Ever since getting his own dedicated forging hammers, Yang Fan had spent two whole months immersed in smithing.

When he had Soul Power, he forged; when he ran out, he meditated. Once he'd finished meditating, he went back to forging.

With this stacking-hammer effect, one strike was stronger than three!

At first, Ning Rongrong had tried to see if he possessed any other secret techniques like Blood Sacrifice or Chaotic Cloak. But lately, all Yang Fan did was hammer away at the forge in a dull routine, and she soon grew bored and went to the Treasure Appraisal Pavilion.

Thanks to her publicity, business at the Treasure Appraisal Pavilion was booming. During this period, she often stayed by Ning Mei and Ning Lan's side, helping them manage Yang's Treasure Appraisal Pavilion. She had also become good friends with Miss Ye Rou.

Inside the Glazed Workshop, Yang Fan stood bare-chested, sweat sliding down his well-defined muscles and glistening in the firelight.

"It should be about time."

Yang Fan had been searching for a chance to break through these past few days, and today he seemed to be sensing one.

Yang Fan took a deep breath, suppressing every stray thought in his mind. Then he took two entirely different metals from his Storage Soul Tool.

One was Sinking Silver, dark silver all over and incredibly heavy. The other was Magic Silver, dimly lustrous and faintly resonating with the elements of heaven and earth.

These two metals were naturally incompatible. Perfectly fusing them and forging the alloy Jade Silver would be no easy feat.

Yang Fan divided the metals according to the amounts needed for forging.

"Clang!"

The top-grade Meteorite Hammer came crashing down, and Yang Fan began forging.

But the fusion proved far more difficult than he'd imagined.

Every time he used his hammering technique to force the two metals together, a powerful repulsive force rose from within them.

The weight of Sinking Silver and the dusky sheen of Magic Silver clashed fiercely on the anvil, as if trying to fling his hammer away.

"What a powerful repulsion."

Yang Fan furrowed his brow, beads of sweat already forming on his forehead.

He didn't dare let his focus waver for an instant, concentrating all his mental strength.

Yang Fan summoned his Monocle Martial Soul, observing every subtle change in the metal with perfect clarity.

At the same time, his Second Soul Ring flashed. He used the Fire Element Enchantment he had copied from Na'er, drawing on the fire element between heaven and earth to enchant his forging hammers.

Scorching fire element poured down his arms and into the pair of top-grade Meteorite Hammers.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

As the Fire Element Enchantment took hold, the silver glow on the hammers' surface instantly ignited, turning into brilliant rings of fiery ripples.

The top-grade effect, "Threefold Hammer Strike," was fully unleashed!

Yang Fan had clearly swung only once, yet the hammer dragged three afterimages through the air. Accompanied by three thunderous booms, it slammed into the metal.

The raging fire element and the stacking-hammer effect fused perfectly, forcibly kneading together the repulsive forces of Sinking Silver and Magic Silver.

The cloud patterns on the surface of the Sinking Silver intertwined with the dusky sheen of the Magic Silver beneath his relentless blows.

After an unknown length of time, the final hammer fell, and the once-heterogeneous metal finally fused into one.

Its surface was a clear, lustrous silver-white, smooth and warm as jade. Layer upon layer of cloud patterns ran through it, as though mist were swirling within, radiating a gentle glow.

Jade Silver was complete!

Strike while the iron was hot; the second blow weakened, and the third was spent.

Yang Fan didn't pause for an instant. Riding this momentum, he turned the forging hammer in his hand into a blur and drew the Jade Silver out, shaping it in a smooth, flowing motion.

The clanging of the hammer echoed through the forging room like a stirring battle song.

At last, when Yang Fan stopped, a long, simple sword lay quietly on the anvil.

Its entire length was a warm jade color, while a faint, dusky demonic aura flowed along its edge, at once mysterious and sacred.

The instant the sword took shape, a strange phenomenon unfolded!

"Boom!"

Outside the forging room, a soft white light appeared from nowhere, pierced through the roof of the Glazed Workshop, and poured down like a waterfall, enveloping Yang Fan and the Jade Silver Sword.

An incredibly rich aura of life filled the forging room.

The Jade Silver Sword seemed like a newborn infant, giving off a series of joyful hums as the jade-colored glow flowed across its surface, captivating to behold.

Heaven and Earth Blessing!

Yang Fan let out a long breath, feeling as though an invisible shackle within him had been shattered.

An unprecedented clarity welled up in his heart. Looking at the Jade Silver Sword in his hand, he felt as if it had come to life and was communicating with him in some marvelous way.

Spirit Forging, a groundbreaking forging technique!

So it really had caught the attention of the plane?

This world's will had yet to be hijacked and was still somewhat naive. It seemed to have sensed something and secretly given Yang Fan a push.

The Heaven and Earth Blessing had not only transformed Jade Silver from an ordinary alloy into the world's first Spirit-Forged Metal, it had also granted Yang Fan, the pioneer, a Plane Blessing.

Perhaps it couldn't compare to Huo Yuhao, who had fought with everything he had to build himself into a Plane's Son, but Yang Fan still benefited immensely.

The nature of his Monocle Martial Soul had also been greatly enhanced.

Had the Eye of Data he'd casually made up to Bi Ji actually become real?!

This skill wasn't conceptual. Its analytical ability depended on Yang Fan's own knowledge base, so it wasn't an actual Eye of Omniscience, but it was still pretty good.

Omniscience often meant omnipotence too. Even God Kings generally couldn't do what the plane's blessing lacked the power to accomplish.

It was worth mentioning that Yang Fan's Soul Power had also risen by one level in the process, reaching Level 33. That put him on par with the rate of cultivation of the era's geniuses in Douluo I.

This blessing also alarmed several factions near Heaven Dou City.

Deep within the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace, Xue Qinghe sat at his desk, gazing toward the Glazed Workshop with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

At the same time, at Heaven Dou Royal Academy, Dugu Bo seemed to have sensed something unusual while accompanying his granddaughter.

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