"Where is he? Where's the person taking the assessment?" someone asked in confusion.
"Why is there only a little kid over there? Where's the one taking the Saint Craftsman assessment?"
"Could it be... that kid is the one taking the Saint Craftsman assessment?"
"Impossible! How old is he? Nine? Ten? Taking the Saint Craftsman assessment? Are you kidding?"
Everyone broke into discussion, their faces full of disbelief and doubt. They looked at Tang Wulin, unable to believe that this boy, who still looked like a child, was actually taking the Seven-Level Saint Craftsman assessment.
Before they could question it for long, however, the assessment had already begun.
The core of the Seven-Level Saint Craftsman assessment lay in Soul Forging. Soul Forging was a more advanced technique than Spirit Forging, requiring a blacksmith to build upon Spirit Forging and endow metal with a "soul."
Soul-forged works possessed reproducible soul-conducting functions, bloodline bonds, and structural integrity. Such metal could even be used to forge Three-Word Battle Armor or manufacture Divine Mecha.
Tang Wulin took a deep breath and retrieved his forging hammers from his Storage Soul Tool.
They were a pair of spirit-forged hammers, dark gold all over, covered in fine patterns and emitting a faint glow. These were hammers he had painstakingly forged himself, and they had accompanied him through countless days and nights of forging.
He walked up to the forging table, lit the fire, and began heating. Flames danced inside the furnace, crackling. He took out a piece of heavy silver, placed it on the forging table, and began to forge.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The hammer blows rang out in a steady, powerful rhythm. Every swing of Tang Wulin's hammers landed precisely on the heavy silver, with just the right amount of force.
Hundred Refinement, Thousand Refinement... beneath his