At Blazing Fire Peak, the fires in Elder Tiefu's Weapon Forging yard burned crimson, sending waves of scorching heat surging outward.
As Elder Tiefu's personal Weapon Forging yard, only disciples he favored were qualified to practice their Weapon Forging skills here. Simply being allowed inside meant one had a promising future in the craft.
Xiong Kun felt rather wistful. Elder Tiefu had originally paid him little heed, but as his Thousand-Forging Art improved, he had gained the elder's approval and earned the right to practice here.
Clang...
He glanced a short distance away. Lu Ren stood bare-chested, his muscles looking as though they had been cast from molten iron, his entire body drenched in sweat.
Lu Ren's expression was focused as he used the Thousand-Forging Art to hammer the black iron on the anvil. With every blow, a strand of astral qi flowed into it, making the entire piece shine ever brighter.
"What enviable talent!"
Envy filled Xiong Kun's eyes.
He had begun practicing the Thousand-Forging Art before Lu Ren, yet he was still at minor accomplishment, while Lu Ren had reached major accomplishment several days ago. Had his month of cultivation in Heavenly Wind Valley not delayed him, he might already have reached perfection.
Clang!
As the final blow fell, a piece of black iron whose quality and properties had improved considerably lay quietly on the anvil.
"Your talent is truly astounding, Brother Lu. It probably won't be long before you perfect the Thousand-Forging Art. Forging semi-spirit weapons will be child's play then. Spend another two or three years consolidating your skills, and you'll become a master spirit weapon smith."
Xiong Kun strode over, picked up the black iron from the anvil, and examined it from every angle, his face full of envy. With talent like this, even if