"Guild Master! I suddenly got another task."
Mang Tian laughed, a little embarrassed.
Actually, he had called Lin Xuan, but found they were too busy with school and turned it down.
Now, with two genius disciples, Mang Tian felt like he was floating on air.
Even if the master craftsman Zhen Hua came, Mang Tian would dare to say, "My disciple has the potential of a master craftsman!"
"Wow! Two cute little brothers."
Mu Xi ran over from the side, her eyes sparkling.
Although Lin Xuan's face still had a bit of childishness, his handsome features were already beginning to emerge.
Perhaps because of his extensive sword practice, he wasn't as pretty as Tang Wulin, but rather had the traditional cold and handsome look of a boy.
His elegant temperament was mixed with a touch of aloofness that kept people at a distance, making people admire him while subconsciously keeping their distance.
Tang Wulin, on the other hand, had a effeminate, fair face that was very popular with young girls.
Mu Xi's eyes were fixed on Tang Wulin's delicate face, her hand hesitant to reach
out. It must feel so smooth and bouncy, like jelly.
Mu Xi's heart fluttered with desire. Before being discouraged, she still retained her girlish nature.
"Xi Xi!"
Mu Chen called out to Mu Xi, sounding annoyed. No manners at all! Their master was right there!
His gaze then fell on Lin Xuan and the other person behind Mang Tian.
"These two must be your junior disciples! Truly handsome! I often hear your teacher talking about you." "
Xiao Xuan, Wulin! This is Mu Chen, the president of the East Sea Forging Masters Association. Hurry up and greet the president. The president is an eighth-level Saint Craftsman! He's renowned throughout the entire continent."
Mang Tian introduced them.
"President!"the two said in unison.
Tang Wulin looked at Mu Chen with admiration. This was an eighth-level Saint Craftsman, while he himself had only just entered the Thousand Forging Realm.
Lin Xuan remained quite calm. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, becoming a master craftsman was a piece of cake for him.
"Alright! I won't waste any more words. Let's begin the blacksmith assessment!"
Mu Chen nodded with a smile, then said somewhat impatiently. Mang
Tian had previously boasted to him about his master craftsmanship, calling him a once-in-a-millennium genius, and had bragged about it for a good while.
Mu Chen had almost thought that Mang Tian's brain had been damaged by the backlash from his failed spirit forging attempt.
He was going to see for himself whether these two were as amazing as they claimed!
A blacksmith assessment…
Mu Xi blinked her adorable big eyes. These two were blacksmiths too?
"Then I'll go to the front desk and find an assessor!"
Mang Tian nodded, making to leave.
"Hey! Old Mang, wait! I've already called an assessor. No need to go to the assessment room, just test them here!"
Mu Chen stepped forward and stopped Mang Tian. The assessment room was too small, only a few square meters in total, barely enough space for a few people besides the forging platform.
Besides, having so many people crammed in there would easily affect the two's performance.
"Since the guild leader is willing, that's even better."
Mang Tian naturally agreed. Mu Chen's facilities and equipment were top-notch, ensuring better forging results.
A moment later, a man in his thirties walked in.
"Guild leader! Master Mang Tian!"
The male assessor bowed slightly to the two.
"These two young friends are going to undergo a blacksmith assessment."
Mu Chen pointed to Lin Xuan and Tang Wulin beside him. The male evaluator nodded without asking any further questions.
Mu Chen first pressed a button on the left wall, and a blue soul-guiding array lit up, covering the entire left area, including the forging platform.
"Which of you two will go first?"
Mu Chen turned to the two and asked.
Each blacksmith has their own rhythm during the forging process, and forging together makes it easy to be distracted and led astray by others, and there is only one forging platform here.
Lin Xuan and Tang Wulin exchanged a glance, and Tang Wulin stepped forward.
"I'll go first!"
Tang Wulin took a deep breath. His forging skills were a bit lower than Brother Xuan's, so he was just offering a starting point.
"You can select the materials you want to forge on the electronic screen inside. This connects to the association's warehouse. Level one only requires one hundred-fold refining of the metal, level two requires one intermediate part forging, and level three requires a thousand-fold refining..."
Mu Chen explained slowly.
He didn't have Tang Wulin take the assessment level by level. For a level six blacksmith like Mang Tian to recommend him so highly, he must be at least at least a level two blacksmith.
As for the Thousand Refinements technique, to be honest, he still didn't quite believe it. His senior brother, the Divine Craftsman Zhenhua, only mastered it when he was over ten years old.
The evaluator stepped forward and placed a portable soul-guided camera in front of the magic circle. The association had to record backups of each assessment.
After everything was prepared, the evaluator allowed Tang Wulin to begin.
Tang Wulin stepped into the magic circle, and the sounds outside instantly vanished, leaving only the sound of his footsteps in the entire area.
He stepped forward, his fingers sliding across the light screen, ultimately choosing Heavy Silver. This was his most proficient metal, and the one he had the highest confidence in forging.
On the way here, Mang Tian had already instructed them to give it their all.
A few minutes later, the center of the forging platform suddenly opened to both sides, and a circular platform slowly rose up, with a silver metal block in the center.
The others outside also sat down on the sofa nearby, while Mu Xi squeezed to sit next to Lin Xuan.
"Heavy Silver."
Mu Chen frowned slightly, but then relaxed; it seemed to be at least a hundred forgings.
Heavy Silver was a rare metal, and the difficulty of forging it was multiplied. Being able to forge Heavy Silver a thousand times was at least above average among third-level blacksmiths.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
Tang Wulin skillfully heated the Heavy Silver and raised the thousand-forged Heavy Silver hammer in his hand to begin forging.
A light, rhythmic tapping sound came from inside. The isolation array was a one-way shield, and after three crisp taps, Mu Chen's eyes lit up.
Stacked hammers! This little guy's heavy silver hammer is a thousand-fold forged!
Mu Chen's lips curled into a smile; he'd really given him a surprise right from the start.
"Looks pretty good,"
Mu Xi muttered beside him. From the moment they met, everyone's attention had been stolen by Tang Wulin.
"Hey! Is this little brat that good?"
Mu Xi nudged Lin Xuan beside her. She naturally sensed her father's attention and felt a little resentful.
"Not particularly good! And my name isn't 'Hey,' it's Lin Xuan,"
Lin Xuan thought for a moment and answered truthfully.
Tang Wulin was only a beginner in the thousand-fold forging stage; there was still a slight difference between him and a seasoned veteran like him.
"Then who's better, you or him?"
Mu Xi leaned closer to Lin Xuan and asked curiously. A faint, girlish fragrance wafted over, and Lin Xuan subtly shifted his position back.
They were getting a little too close.
"Hmm... I'm a little bit behind him."
Lin Xuan raised his hand, making a small gesture between his index finger and thumb.
"It's okay! You can come to me later. I'll be a Level 2 Blacksmith soon. I guarantee you'll surpass him!"
Mu Xi, seeing Lin Xuan's hesitation, assumed he was embarrassed to admit he wasn't as good as Tang Wulin.
The girl put one arm around Lin Xuan's shoulder and patted her chest loudly with the other, radiating confidence.
Mu Chen glanced at the two of them, and seeing no further action, silently withdrew his gaze.
He looked back at Tang Wulin's rhythmic movements. With his discerning eye, he could naturally see the strange state Tang Wulin was in, as if he were one with the metal.
More than an hour later, Mu Chen's expression suddenly changed.
The silver on the forging table had shrunk considerably, but Tang Wulin continued to strike, and a faint glow began to appear on the silver.
Thousand Refinements to Attract Spirit!
A hint of surprise flashed in Mu Chen's eyes; he really was preparing for a thousand refinements. At first glance, judging from Tang Wulin's demeanor, he seemed to be aiming for the Thousand Forging realm, and it turned out he really was. This guy really struck gold!
Mu Chen glanced at the composed Mang Tian beside him and thought to himself.
"Xi Xi, can you do Daddy a favor?"
Mu Chen asked Mu Xi, who was still chatting animatedly with Lin Xuan. A nine-year-old Level 3 Forging Master was still too intimidating. For a novice forging master like Mu Xi, a blow to her spirit could easily lead to despair.
Out of selfishness, Mu Chen decided to let his daughter avoid the limelight for a while, until she was more mature.
"Okay! Daddy,"
Mu Xi replied, then happily waved to Lin Xuan. She was here to teach Lin Xuan forging tips for an hour.
"Then when I come back later, I'll tell you some key points about the Hundred Forging realm."
After years of forging, Mu Xi finally had a chance to put her skills to use.
Lin Xuan blinked. This little girl chattered like a sparrow in the sky whenever she talked about forging; her fiery passion was unstoppable.
But wouldn't it be a bit cruel for her to look back on it later?
"Daddy, what do you want me to do?"
Mu Xi walked over.
"Uh."
Mu Chen hesitated; he really didn't have anything to do right now. Scanning the room, his gaze finally landed on the fruit bowl in front of the sofa.
"Xi Xi, go buy me some oranges."
"Oranges? Okay..."
Mu Xi's pretty face showed confusion, but she still obediently went.
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