Legend

That would not merely break a record!

That would create history!

A pinnacle capable of shaking the entire forging world, one that perhaps no one would be able to reach throughout the long years to come!

A seven-year-old Thousand Refinement forger...

What did that mean?

It meant that, as long as he did not die young, the path beneath his feet was a highway destined to lead to the ultimate hall of forgers—the position of Divine Craftsman!

That was the distant, unattainable dream all forgers pursued their entire lives!

Mang Tian felt his breathing grow sluggish.

He forcibly suppressed the turbulent waves in his heart, took a step back, and gave the entire space to that small figure. Like the most devout believer, he waited for a miracle to descend.

Bai Lin steadied himself and gripped the dark, heavy forging hammer that had accompanied him through countless days and nights with both hands.

The handle felt icy in his palms, yet it seemed connected to his bloodline.

Boom!

The instant he summoned his strength and slammed the first hammer down upon the Heavy Silver with enough force to tear through the air!

The Golden Dragon King's power, dormant deep within his bloodline, erupted like ignited magma!

Violent power roared like an enraged dragon, seeking to burst from his body and rip apart everything before him!

"Be quiet!" Deep within his spiritual sea, Hei Lin's cold voice was like a stabilizing pillar.

His powerful will became invisible shackles that instantly pressed down!

It firmly suppressed that boiling golden torrent within Bai Lin's body!

Not a trace of the phenomenon was allowed to leak outside!

Only the purest, most condensed strength poured without reservation through Bai Lin's hands into every hammer strike!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Crisp, rhythmic hammering suddenly rang out in the scorching forging room like dense war drums!

At first, the interval between each strike could still be distinguished. Before long, however, the sounds merged into an unbroken metallic rhapsody like a violent wind and torrential rain!

Bai Lin's small body seemed to transform into the embodiment of strength!

His movements were fluid and precise, filled with explosive beauty!

Every swing of his hammer seemed to carry a strange rhythm. The instant the hammerhead collided with the Heavy Silver, dazzling sparks burst forth!

Sweat streamed down from his forehead, neck, and back like little rivulets, instantly evaporating in the surrounding heat and forming a faint white mist around him.

Under countless hammer strikes, the grayish-white Heavy Silver began to undergo visible changes!

Gray-white impurities were shaken loose and stripped away like grime!

Beneath the dense hammer marks, the metal itself seemed to come alive, beginning to collapse inward and condense!

Its volume steadily yet resolutely shrank!

Its color gradually shifted from grayish white to a pure, restrained silver-white, as though it contained the radiance of stars!

Its glow grew increasingly brilliant!

Time flew by amid the ringing rhythm.

A full three hours!

Bai Lin's arms had long gone numb. He was supported solely by an unyielding will and the endless power within him, precisely guided by Hei Lin!

His mind was intensely focused, as though he had become one with the hammer in his hands and the metal beneath it!

He could "hear" the wails of impurities shattering within the Heavy Silver, and he could "see" the pure veins of metal cheering with joy!

When the final strike fell heavily, carrying a flawless, unobstructed quality that seemed to embody the ultimate truths of heaven and earth!

Bzzzz—!

A strange, clear tremor like a dragon's roar suddenly burst from the metal block, now reduced to the size of a fist and glowing with brilliant silver light, its surface flowing with ripples of radiance like water!

The light flared, instantly illuminating the entire dim forging room!

A pure, resilient, spiritual aura spread through the air!

Like an uncut jade stone covered in dust, it had finally been brushed clean and revealed peerless splendor!

Thousand-Forged Heavy Silver! Complete!

Bai Lin leaned on the hammer's handle and panted heavily. Sweat had soaked his entire body, and his little face was pale, but his eyes shone like burning stars, filled with immense joy and accomplishment!

Mang Tian stepped forward, moving as swiftly as lightning!

At some point, a special little knife as thin as a cicada's wing and gleaming with cold light had appeared in his hand!

Before Bai Lin could recover from the joy of his success, a flash of blade light swept out!

Rip!

A thin line of blood bloomed across Bai Lin's wrist!

Several drops of crimson blood, like the purest rubies, were guided by Mang Tian's soul power and precisely scattered onto the newly completed Thousand-Forged Heavy Silver, which still radiated scorching heat and brilliant silver light!

Sizzle—!

The instant the blood touched the metal, it reacted violently like cold water falling into boiling oil!

The brilliant silver light suddenly contracted, as if it had been absorbed by the blood!

Immediately afterward, a darker, more restrained silver radiance, as though it possessed the pulse of life itself, shone out from within the Heavy Silver!

The rippling halos flowing across the metal's surface seemed to gain an indescribable spirituality!

Blood Sacrifice Fusion Forging!

The final step in bestowing spirituality upon Thousand-Forged metal!

However, just as Mang Tian was about to take out medicine and bandages to treat the small wound on Bai Lin's wrist—

Another change occurred!

The wound, which should have been slowly bleeding, visibly contracted and healed at a speed discernible to the naked eye!

The tissue beneath the skin wriggled and reconnected at a tremendous pace!

In merely a few breaths, the bloody mark vanished without a trace!

Only a faint, nearly imperceptible pink mark remained, and even that was rapidly fading!

Mang Tian's outstretched hand froze in midair!

He abruptly raised his head, his eagle-sharp gaze fixed on Bai Lin's smooth, uninjured wrist as his pupils contracted violently!

Even with his vast experience and will as resolute as iron, he was utterly shocked by this inconceivable sight!

This...

What kind of recovery ability was this?

This was absolutely not something an enhanced soul master physique could achieve!

His gaze swept repeatedly between Bai Lin's calm little face and the Thousand-Forged Heavy Silver radiating dark silver spiritual light.

In the end, the immense shock and doubt were drowned out by the even greater impact and wild delight brought by the flawless Thousand-Forged metal before him.

He looked deeply at Bai Lin, his expression complex and unreadable. In the end, though, he merely nodded slowly and firmly, as if he had accepted that this disciple of his might possess some shocking, world-defying talents that even he could not comprehend.

He carefully lifted the metal block, whose temperature had already fallen. It felt warm and smooth to the touch, radiating dark silver spiritual light.

It weighed heavily in his hands, as though he were holding the heart of a sleeping star.

Its pure spiritual fluctuations and flawless texture declared the birth of a miracle!

Mang Tian raised his head and looked at the seven-year-old boy before him, drenched in sweat, pale-faced, yet with eyes shining with astonishing brightness.

Even the scorching air in the forging room seemed to freeze.

The muscles on his rock-hard face twitched slightly before finally forming an extraordinarily complex smile, one mixed with immense shock, supreme ecstasy, and the solemnity of witnessing history.