Fourth-Level Blacksmith? Suddenly, It Didn't Seem So Great

"What are these two hammers...?"

"Thousand-Refined Silver Hammers?"

Unlike Tang Wulin, who calmly and casually took out his blacksmith's hammers, Mu Chen and Mu Xi both froze when they saw the hammers in his hands.

"Thousand-Refined Silver Hammers... Wu Lin picked them up so easily?"

"Is he going to forge with those?"

A look of amazement appeared on Mu Chen's face as he could not help but exclaim.

He admitted that lifting Thousand-Refined Silver Hammers was not much of an accomplishment... but Tang Wulin was a nine-year-old boy.

A nine-year-old child lifting those hammers was simply unimaginable.

"He..."

"Isn't he planning to use those for forging?"

At that moment, Mu Xi suddenly realized something even more unbelievable. With a shocked expression, she blurted out.

This little guy, a nine-year-old boy, wanted to use... Thousand-Refined forging hammers to forge? How was that possible?!

"Even now, I still haven't used Thousand-Refined-level forging hammers, yet this little brother..."

Mu Xi said with a complicated expression.

Previously, she had only just felt herself on the verge of breaking through to become a Second-Level Blacksmith. Even now, she had hardly produced any Thousand-Refined forged products.

Yet little brother Tang Wulin was already using Thousand-Refined Heavy Silver Hammers... What kind of concept was that?!

"President, I'm starting."

Bang! Bang! Bang—

After taking out the two Thousand-Refined Silver Hammers, Tang Wulin spoke, then easily swung them, striking the forging material before him again and again.

"He chose that material?"

When Mu Chen and Mu Xi saw the material Tang Wulin had selected, the father and daughter were both stunned. They had clearly not expected him to choose it.

It was a material called Heavenly Dragon Iron. In terms of rarity and forging difficulty, it far surpassed Heavy Silver and would generally never appear in the hands of a blacksmith below Level Four.

And yet, it had appeared in Tang Wulin's hands? He actually wanted to forge that?

"Wu Lin can't possibly be a Fourth-Level Blacksmith, can he..."

"He probably took the wrong material, right?"

With a thoughtful look on her face, Mu Xi seemed to come to a realization.

He absolutely could not be a Fourth-Level Blacksmith. So he must have taken the wrong material...

"Already Hundred Refined?"

However, Mu Chen's words in the next moment instantly drew Mu Xi's attention.

The Heavenly Dragon Iron that Tang Wulin had placed on the forging table just moments ago had, in that brief span of time, actually become Hundred-Refined material.

For Tang Wulin, who had forged an unknown number of Thousand-Refined products, basic forging was as easy as a fish taking to water. Hundred Refinement required only one hammer blow, while Thousand Refinement did not take many blows either. There was no question about it.

However, to the two people beside him who had only just met him—especially Mu Xi, who had just become a Second-Level Blacksmith—it was truly shocking.

"How is that possible?!"

"It seemed like he only struck it once."

Mu Xi said in disbelief, her mouth hanging open.

One hammer blow, Hundred Refinement!

A boy not even ten years old could perform Hundred Refinement, and not only that, he only needed one strike!

For her, a Hundred-Refined product generally required a full hundred genuine hammer blows. That was a hundred times more than him!

"Dad, this..."

For a moment, she could not help looking toward her father, her eyes brimming with confusion.

"This is a..."

"A true super genius."

Mu Chen was no calmer than Mu Xi. With amazement written across his face, he sighed.

One hammer blow for Hundred Refinement meant that he possessed at least the ability to perform Thousand Refinement, especially considering how skillfully he wielded the Thousand-Refined Silver Hammers...

Could he be a Level-Three Blacksmith?

Bang—

In the next moment, Tang Wulin stopped the rapidly swinging hammers in his hands. The material that had only just become Hundred Refined instantly turned into a Thousand-Refined product.

"Thousand Refinement?"

Mu Chen and Mu Xi spoke in unison. Though they had already anticipated it, seeing it with their own eyes still left them unable to remain calm.

A nine-year-old boy who casually used Thousand Refinement would be an extraordinarily shocking existence in any city's Blacksmith Association.

"Wu Lin, please stop showing off your divine powers."

After Tang Wulin made five Thousand-Refined products in succession from five different materials, each one of exceptional quality, Mu Chen finally grew numb and could not help speaking.

This kid was truly terrifying!

"Wu Lin, from today onward, you are a Fourth-Level Blacksmith of our Eastsea City Blacksmith Association."

Not long after, Mu Chen took out a badge with four stars and personally pinned it to Tang Wulin's chest, smiling as he spoke.

At that moment, as the person awarding him the badge, Mu Chen found it difficult to calm his emotions.

A nine-year-old Fourth-Level Blacksmith... even his senior brother, Zhen Hua, the only Divine Craftsman on Douluo Continent in ten thousand years, had likely never accomplished such a thing.

"Thank you, President."

Tang Wulin thanked Mu Chen before him.

He was in an excellent mood as well. From this moment on, he was an officially certified Fourth-Level Blacksmith.

Being able to create more high-level items and earn more extra income was secondary. More importantly, blacksmithing, as his second profession, could bring him quite a few benefits.

"President, I have nothing else to do here. You should test Sister Mu Xi first. I'll head back to school."

"When I have time, I'll come submit some missions."

Tang Wulin said.

"All right, hurry back and get some proper rest. Forging all that just now must have taken plenty of physical strength."

Mu Chen immediately nodded in agreement.

"President, Sister Mu Xi, goodbye."

Tang Wulin waved to the two of them, then left the place.

"Ah."

"Mang Tian, Mang Tian..."

"You were really willing to send such a good student to me. You truly gave me a huge surprise."

Looking at the young boy in the distance, who was young but genuinely high-spirited, Mu Chen said emotionally.

Such a talented youth had not been buried. Not only had he not been buried, he had even been recommended to Mu Chen by a friend he had not contacted in many years.

Perhaps this was fate!

"That guy really was willing to give such an outstanding student to me. Hahahahahaha! Mang Tian, you brat... Urgh!"

"Wait, I didn't ask that kid to become my disciple?"

Mu Chen suddenly thought of something and froze slightly.

It seemed he had indeed forgotten about that earlier. He could only wait until next time.

"Perfect. I didn't prepare anything this time, but when I take him as my disciple, I can't show up empty-handed."

Mu Chen thought.

"Suddenly, I feel like..."

Beside him, Mu Xi, who had just passed her professional assessment, stared at her two-star badge and fell into deep thought.

"Why does being a Second-Level Blacksmith suddenly not seem so great anymore?"