Thousand Refinements, Qian Duoduo's Frenzy

Tang Wulin familiarized himself with the equipment for a moment, then grasped how to use these forging instruments.

Even after Ten Thousand Years, the main functions of these machines were much the same. Once he understood the underlying principles, they were not difficult to comprehend.

After skillfully placing the deep silver in his hands onto the Forging Platform to heat it, Tang Wulin took out the two Thousand Refined Deep Silver Hammers from his Storage Soul Tool.

Since arriving Ten Thousand Years Ago, this was the first time he had taken out these old companions of his.

After all, ever since he had gained the Golden Dragon Claw, the deep silver hammers' usefulness as weapons had greatly diminished. Moreover, he had lacked both the time and conditions to forge since coming here, so naturally, they had appeared far less often.

Qian Duoduo's eyes lit up at the sight of the hammers.

He did not understand anything about hundred refinements or thousand refinements, but he could tell that these hammers were extremely weighty.

Tang Wulin was so young, yet he could lift such heavy Forging Hammers with such ease. As expected of a child with the Extreme Strength attribute.

Tang Wulin took a deep breath, then suddenly exerted force with both hands and smashed the deep silver fiercely.

"Clang, clang, clang!"

The crisp, thunderous sounds rang out, instantly drawing the attention of all the surrounding Soul Engineers.

A trace of confusion appeared in Qian Duoduo and Fan Yu's eyes.

They had clearly seen Tang Wulin swing only once, yet three sounds had rung out.

What was the principle behind that?

However, as Tang Wulin continued bringing down the deep silver hammers, they could only swallow their questions for the moment.

In truth, that single strike was merely the beginning. Each of Tang Wulin's subsequent blows was stronger than the last, and an unbroken stream of hammering rang from the deep silver.

He was now surprised to discover that forging had become far easier for him than before.

Before absorbing the First Seal, he had already been capable of easily performing thousand refinements. Now, not only had he absorbed the First Seal, he had even absorbed half of the Second Seal. Under such circumstances, the Thousand Refined Deep Silver Hammers in his hands felt weightless, freely smashing into the deep silver on the Forging Platform and releasing booming roars.

Under his unrelenting hammering, the selected piece of deep silver rapidly shrank. Before long, the Silver Light on its surface gradually faded, replaced by deep dark-red patterns.

As the forging continued, Qian Duoduo's gaze grew increasingly astonished.

To be honest, he had not originally cared much about Tang Wulin's forging skill.

With a Martial Soul of Extreme Strength, even if Tang Wulin's forging had been utterly devoid of technique, Qian Duoduo would still have found every possible way to praise him and lure him into the Soul Engineering Department.

But reality had completely exceeded his expectations.

It was impossible for this to be without technique. Rather, this technique had clearly surpassed the era itself.

Qian Duoduo had lived for so long, yet he had never seen anyone forge deep silver to such a quality.

Something even Titled Douluo could not accomplish had been completed by a child not even ten years old.

Qian Duoduo felt his breathing grow hotter and hotter.

He had to snatch this child away. He had to! Even if Old Yan called him shameless for resorting to any means necessary, he would still take him!

He had a premonition that Tang Wulin would bring an unprecedented transformation to the Soul Engineering Department. With forging skill like this, even if he truly was just an ordinary Soul Master with a Bluesilver Grass Martial Soul, Qian Duoduo would never let him go.

This was an unmatched skill capable of driving every Soul Engineer in the field mad.

As Qian Duoduo grew more and more excited, Tang Wulin's forging of the deep silver had also reached its final stage.

Without him noticing, the hard chunk of deep silver had already shrunk by a full third. The dark-red radiance was gradually receding, transforming into vast, somber cloud patterns.

Tang Wulin did not feel tired in the slightest. Rather, he was in exceptional condition. His blood boiled within him, and the exhilarating sensation made him almost want to throw back his head and howl.

He raised his right hand high and brought down the final strike. As three impacts rang out, Tang Wulin hesitated for a moment before ultimately choosing not to continue forging.

The power he possessed now had exceeded even his own expectations. The forging process just now had flowed as smoothly as drifting clouds and running water, stirring within him a desire to attempt an even higher peak.

But in the end, he did not do so. He knew perfectly well how difficult Spirit Refinement was. It was not something he was qualified to attempt yet. One could not chew more than one could swallow; stopping here was more appropriate.

He set down both hammers and let out a long breath, withdrawing from the specialized state of forging.

"Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap..."

At that moment, he heard a burst of applause. Turning around, he found Qian Duoduo and Fan Yu clapping while staring at him with exceptionally burning gazes.

Tang Wulin shivered instinctively. The looks in their eyes gave him the illusion that they wanted to devour him alive.

He asked timidly, "Dean Qian, do you think my forging skills can make money here?"

"Yes, of course they can. They absolutely can!"

Qian Duoduo nodded vigorously and asked excitedly, "Where did you learn forging techniques like these? Are they a family inheritance?"

"Uh, something like that..."

Tang Wulin guiltily shifted his gaze away.

He could not exactly say he had learned them from Ten Thousand Years in the future, could he? Qian Duoduo would not believe him anyway. He might even think Tang Wulin was an idiot.

Qian Duoduo's breathing quickened.

"Then could you teach us these forging techniques? No matter how high the price, we're willing to pay it!"

Tang Wulin said helplessly, "Dean Qian, it's not that I'm unwilling to teach you. It's just that my forging ability isn't that high either. There isn't much I can teach."

Although Tang Wulin possessed tremendous talent in forging, he was still far too young. It was difficult to say whether his forging level had even reached the fourth rank, and on the continent, that was nothing remarkable.

Yet to his surprise, upon hearing his words, Qian Duoduo could not help letting out a strange cry.

"This still isn't high? Then does that mean you might enter an even higher realm?!"

Thousand refinements were nothing unusual Ten Thousand Years later, but Ten Thousand Years Ago, they were an unprecedented miracle. If promoted widely, they could advance the entire Soul Tool field by a great step.

He hurriedly took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the excitement in his heart before stepping close to Tang Wulin and asking, "Wulin, I've changed my mind. Focus entirely on cultivating and specializing in your forging techniques first. We can discuss teaching others later."

If what Tang Wulin said was true, and forging techniques of this level were still far from his limit, then Qian Duoduo absolutely could not allow him to waste time teaching others how to forge.

The best approach was undoubtedly to give him Several Decades to develop. Once he had progressed to the pinnacle of this field, he could then spread the techniques.

That way, it would neither waste Tang Wulin's time nor compromise the precision and depth of the instruction.

At that thought, he suddenly remembered something and asked curiously, "By the way, why do you want to earn money? Are you short on funds?"

"Yeah." Tang Wulin sighed. "For certain special reasons, I have a huge appetite, but I don't have much money. So I can only rely on this specialty of mine to earn some."

His enormous appetite had truly caused him no small amount of trouble ever since he was young.

Even after arriving on the Douluo Continent Ten Thousand Years Ago, it was still placing a severe burden on his finances.

After hearing Tang Wulin's words, Qian Duoduo nodded in understanding.

"I see. Bear with it for a moment."

Then, without waiting for Tang Wulin's answer, he grabbed Tang Wulin. Tang Wulin felt the world spin around him, and when his vision cleared, they were already inside a spacious room.

Qian Duoduo pulled open a door. Inside, a chef was stir-frying dishes.

"Little Lu, make enough food for five extra people today."