Chen Ping was slow at Thousand Refinement, and the metal he produced was not of a high grade, but so what?
After all, no one in this world had ever truly completed Thousand Refinement on a piece of metal!
With no one to guide him, Chen Ping was a true pioneer, relying on the connection between himself and the metal to search for an opportunity to turn the Hundred Refinement Steel before him into Thousand-Refined Fine Steel.
In the original story, Tang Hao, one of the so-called Three Divine Craftsmen, had once brazenly declared that a blacksmith who forged divine artifacts from top-grade materials did not count as a divine craftsman. Only a blacksmith who could forge divine artifacts from ordinary materials deserved that title.
But in reality? Tang Hao had been talking pure bullshit. He could not even do those things himself!
And it was not just Tang Hao. Even among the Peacock Plume, Pear Blossom Needles in a Storm of Rain, and Buddha's Fury Tang Lotus that Tang San later made, which had been fashioned from ordinary rare metals?
Even Deep Sea Silver was not enough; he had to have Silver Mother. A casual stroll through the streets could even net him some Cold Heart Iron Essence along the way.
Without these rare metals, which would be considered top-grade even on the present-day Douluo Continent, Tang San could never have made those Tang Sect Hidden Weapons.
Yet now, Chen Ping was truly trying to reach that realm.
A realm that existed only in Tang Hao's words, conjured out of pure boasting.
An impurity-riddled piece of iron ore had been crushed and smelted, becoming crude iron before being delivered into Chen Ping's hands.
Then the crude iron was repeatedly forged into refined iron, and the refined iron was skillfully