I Cultivated a God?!

Inside the forging room.

Dense spiritual light filled the room.

The sight of the Starfall Iron springing up from the forging table to meet the hammer had utterly stunned Mu Chen, an eight-star Saint Craftsman.

He knew perfectly well what that scene represented.

Thousand Refinement gave rise to spirit, while the standard for Spirit Refinement was creation.

So-called creation meant granting metal life, allowing it to fuse with a Soul Master.

This was also the foundational requirement for crafting a two-word battle armor.

And a blacksmith capable of Spirit Refinement was rated by the Blacksmith Association as...

A fifth-rank Master Craftsman!!!

But at that moment, Mu Chen suddenly shuddered. His eyes widened as he cried out in a low voice, "No, that's impossible!"

Mu Xi, standing beside him, was also jolted out of her shock by his cry.

Her slightly dazed gaze moved away from the spiritual light before her as she looked at her father in confusion.

"What's wrong, Dad?"

"Xiao Xi, do you remember what I once taught you?"

Mu Chen's eyes were filled with disbelief as he stared at Xu Yue's forging hammer.

"What Xiao Yue chose just now was Starfall Iron!"

"Starfall Iron?! What's wrong with Starfall Iron..."

Mu Xi stopped abruptly after only two sentences.

She remembered what Mu Chen had once told her about the properties of Starfall Iron, and her fair throat bobbed involuntarily.

Gulp—!

"Dad, didn't you say Starfall Iron can't undergo Spirit Refinement?"

"But Ah Yue..."

Mu Chen nodded heavily. As a Saint Craftsman, he possessed an exhaustive understanding of every currently known rare metal.

"That's right. The Blacksmith Association universally recognizes Starfall Iron as a material incapable of Spirit Refinement. Its absolute limit is Thousand Refinement Grade One."

"Just now, I thought Xiao Yue chose Starfall Iron merely to perform Thousand Refinement once more..."

"But I never expected him to grant it life."

"This is no longer a miracle. This is a divine miracle."

By this point, even his voice had begun to tremble.

"Xiao Yue's future will absolutely not end at Divine Craftsman. He will become the king of all blacksmiths! Even your Uncle Zhen Hua would have to bow before Xiao Yue!"

Mu Xi instantly understood what he meant and could not help nodding.

"So that's why you just shouted, 'Forge... Forge King.'"

"Uh..." Mu Chen paused. "That was just... a word that suddenly popped into my head!"

He looked at Xu Yue before him with an extremely complicated expression.

There was delight, awe, and countless tangled emotions.

But they were quickly buried beneath joy and anticipation.

Could it be that I'll cultivate a god as well?!

However, the thought vanished as soon as it appeared. He was not shameless enough to attribute Xu Yue's talent and potential to himself.

Yu Xiaogang: "Ah, right, right, right!!!"

Elsewhere.

What Mu Chen did not know was that his cry of "Forge King" had nearly made Xu Yue, who was creating life within the Starfall Iron, lose his focus on the spot.

What the hell is Forge King? Can you just say something like that?!

Uncle Mu, do you really want a hammer from the Amber Lord?

At the very least, you should call him the God of Precious Metals, shouldn't you?

Isn't the Herrscher of Earth the Earth Lord? How could Eden's Star, born from the collapse and mutation of a solar martial soul, not count as a celestial star?

That old man with identities layered like an onion would definitely agree.

Yet at that moment, beneath a single strike of his hammer, the Starfall Iron had not only awakened its spirituality—it had also been infused with life.

The enormous piece of Starfall Iron on the forging table had already shrunk by more than thirty to forty percent.

The scattered specks all around it were impurities contained within the metal.

With the aid of gravity, along with the metal's own repulsion, Xu Yue had actually completed the purification process with a single hammer blow.

At this moment, there was not the slightest stray sound in the forging room.

Only the ceaseless crackling of the forge furnace filled the air.

Under the silent gazes of the three of them.

The starfall iron on the forging table trembled as it rose from the table, releasing joyous metallic hums as it began circling Xu Yue's body.

After three revolutions, it quietly descended into Xu Yue's palm.

Yet after waiting a moment, Xu Yue did not hear Mu Chen and Mu Xi's cheers.

Slightly puzzled, he glanced at the two of them watching from nearby.

Meeting Xu Yue's gaze, Mu Chen spoke with a complicated expression.

"Xu Yue, you're making this very difficult for me!"

"A single hammer to Grandmaster—such an achievement has never been seen before and will never be seen again. No one will ever break this record."

"With you like this... I truly don't know what I, as your teacher, can possibly teach you."

Hearing that, Xu Yue looked a little embarrassed as well.

He had only wanted to test how much the Authority of Earth could enhance forging. He had never expected it to be this absurdly powerful.

Thinking of that, he looked at the living starfall iron in his hand and replied.

"Uncle Mu, I heard that spirit forging requires one's blood vitality and spiritual power to be infused into the metal. Doesn't this only count as taking a shortcut?"

"A shortcut?" Mu Chen shook his head with a bitter smile, then answered seriously.

"No matter the method, the ultimate goal is to bring metal to life. As long as you achieve that, there is no such thing as taking a shortcut."

"If it weren't too shocking, I'd want to award you a Level Five Forgemaster badge right now."

"..."

It was dinnertime.

The atmosphere around the entire dining table was somewhat quiet.

Seeing that everyone in the family was acting this way, Yuan Bao'er thought Xu Yue's studies had not gone very well that day.

She could not help but comfort him gently.

"After all, it's Xu Yue's first day learning. It's perfectly normal if things didn't go too well. Even Senior Brother only became a Level One Forgemaster when he was eight, didn't he?"

"Teach him properly. I think Xu Yue has quite a bit of talent."

Quite a bit of talent?

Mu Chen's hand, which was in the middle of picking up food, suddenly froze in midair.

If Xu Yue only counted as having talent, then every other forgemaster—even Divine Blacksmith Zhen Hua—could only be considered an amoeba.

Just as Mu Chen was about to explain.

Clink!

The crisp collision of bowl and chopsticks broke the silence.

"I'm done eating." Mu Xi's rather calm voice rang out. "I have something to do, so I'm heading out first."

As soon as she finished speaking, she stood and quickly left the dining room.

Watching Mu Xi's departing back, Xu Yue and Mu Chen exchanged a glance. After seeing the signal in each other's eyes, Xu Yue swiftly finished the food in his bowl and stood up as well.

"Uncle Mu, Aunt Bao, I'm done too."

With that, he also hurried off in Mu Xi's direction.

However, when Xu Yue stepped into the elevator and was about to press the button for the first floor, he suddenly changed his destination.

Yuan Bao'er stared blankly as the older and younger children left one after the other.

"Hubby, did I say something wrong?"

Mu Chen sighed. After a long silence, he nodded.

"Bao'er, you really did say something wrong. Xu Yue's talent isn't bad—it's too good!"

"His talent is good?" Yuan Bao'er was confused. "Isn't that a good thing? Why are all of you making those faces?"

"Because we're rebuilding our worldview!"

Mu Chen's expression was complicated. That scene was still replaying in his mind. Seeing his wife's bewilderment, he continued.

"What if Xu Yue successfully completed spirit forging and became a Grandmaster on his very first day of learning to forge?"

Mu Chen's words entered Yuan Bao'er's ears, and her expression instantly froze.

The chopsticks in her hand clattered to the floor. Her red lips trembled as she forced out a few words.

"Spirit... spirit forging? A Grandmaster?!"