"Is this a forging technique he created himself?"
Mu Chen said in disbelief.
At his age, he couldn't even understand the forging techniques his teacher taught him, let alone create his own.
"That's right! Moreover, only Xiao Xuan can master this forging technique. Guild Master, you can observe carefully and see how his forging method differs from ours."
Mang Tian nodded, then reminded Mu Chen.
Lin Xuan had actually demonstrated this forging technique to him and Tang Wulin, but unfortunately, the two of them couldn't learn it at all.
Reminded by Mang Tian, Mu Chen finally focused his attention on Lin Xuan's forging, but the more he looked, the more his brows furrowed.
At this moment, Lin Xuan had entered the Thousand Refinements Spirit Induction stage, but his state was completely different from Tang Wulin's.
The principle believed by blacksmiths is that forging metal is creating life. They resonate with the metal during the forging process, carefully guiding the metal's inherent spirituality.
Therefore, Tang Wulin's realization of the life force within metal, becoming one with it, is the ideal state for a blacksmith.
But look at what Lin Xuan is doing now! His wild posture shows absolutely no intention of guidance.
While others are like coaxing a little girl, Lin Xuan is practically a thug smashing someone's door with a hammer, yelling, "If you don't come out, I'm coming in!"
The key is, damn it, it actually works!
With each hammer blow, the spiritual light on the metal gushes out like water from a burst dam, seemingly even more effective than Tang Wulin's earlier strike.
Mu Chen, before even accepting a disciple, is already experiencing a bit of what Mang Tian felt back then.
Who am I? Where am I? Can I really forge?
Mang Tian, seeing Mu Chen's existential-doubting expression, felt incredibly pleased; finally, someone understood his pain.
Being a teacher is incredibly stressful!
Meanwhile, inside the magic array, Lin Xuan had no idea that the dignified eighth-level Saint Craftsman was already questioning his existence because of him.
As he hammered the metal blocks, he also had time to watch the proficiency level slowly rise on the system.
"783, 784, 785... 800!"
When Lin Xuan's last hammer fell, spiritual light overflowed from the three metal blocks, blooming like stars, and the Thousand Refinement Grade Two was complete!
At the very moment the proficiency level reached its maximum, the Thousand Refinement Grade Two entry on the system changed to Thousand Refinement Grade One, and at the same time, a sudden realization surged into Lin Xuan's mind.
Lin Xuan immediately stopped forging, closed his eyes, and began to digest this insight.
"What is he..."
Mu Chen looked at Lin Xuan's sudden stop, somewhat puzzled.
The assessment was not only about refining metal, but also about forging it into parts, and this forging of parts also tested the blacksmith's control over the metal's internal texture.
"Xiao Xuan should have gained some insight, it seems he's going to achieve Thousand Refinement Grade One! A sudden enlightenment during forging isn't that surprising."
Mang Tian glanced at Mu Chen beside him, who looked like he had never seen anything like it, picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and said calmly.
Over the past three years, Mang Tian had witnessed Lin Xuan's enlightenment no less than eight times, though it wasn't him who had achieved it o(╥﹏╥)o.
After each enlightenment, Lin Xuan's forging skills would rise to a new level, and over time, Mang Tian became numb to it.
"Huh?"
Mu Chen opened his mouth, momentarily at a loss for words.
Where enlightenments common?
Before the two could say anything more, Lin Xuan suddenly opened his tightly closed eyes. He looked at the nearly completed metal blocks on the platform and frowned slightly in dissatisfaction.
What he had previously considered a perfect work now appeared flawed in his eyes.
"Bang!"
Lin Xuan raised his forging hammer and continued striking. He planned to forge these three metal blocks to the highest grade of the Thousand Refinements in one go. These three rare metals were worth a lot of money; he couldn't waste them.
"Boom!"
When Lin Xuan struck eighteenth time, three rainbow lights—cyan, blue, and azure—suddenly rose from the forging platform, their dazzling light illuminating the entire forging room.
Thousand Refinements with Spirit, Grade One Success!
Bathed in the glow of several rainbow lights, Lin Xuan revealed a satisfied smile, his slender frame displaying the air of a master.
Mu Chen, who had been sitting on the sofa, stood up abruptly upon seeing the three beams of light rise, his hands trembling slightly.
It really was a Thousand Refinements, Grade One!
He had initially thought Mang Tian was just joking, but the little guy had actually accomplished it.
A Thousand Refinements, Grade Two, was enough to make one a Level Four Blacksmith, but Spirit Forging was only Level Five. So what did this extra Thousand Refinements,
Grade One, mean? Thousand Refinements, Grade One, was the prerequisite for Spirit Forging.
Although it was still a thousand refinements, compared to Grade Two, it was a significant qualitative leap, and it was also known as Semi-Spirit Forging!
With Lin Xuan's demonstrated talent, as long as his soul power increased, Spirit Forging would be a natural progression. It was highly likely that a Spirit Forging Grandmaster in his early teens would emerge.
"Bang!"
Mu Chen waved his hand, and the soul-guided camera in front of him exploded, startling the evaluator beside him.
"Chairman... Chairman,"the evaluator stammered.
No wonder he was nervous. Mu Chen stared at him with a serious expression, his powerful aura almost suffocating him.
As an eighth-level Saint Craftsman, Mu Chen's soul power level was naturally not low.
"During the assessment, the recording device malfunctioned without cause, so it will not be kept! I guarantee that he passed the assessment!"
Mu Chen withdrew his hand, and the surging aura around him gradually calmed down. He looked at the evaluator in front of him and said calmly.
"Lin Xuan and Tang Wulin are both third-level blacksmiths, is there any problem?"
"But President, the association headquarters will not recognize assessments without records."
The evaluator swallowed hard. This was the first time he had seen the president like this.
"It's alright, just upload it like this. I'll handle things with the association!"
Mu Chen waved his hand.
The president of the Continental Blacksmith Association was his senior brother, so he only needed to make a heads-up. The trouble was how to fool Zhen Hua without him finding out.
If Tang Wulin had a chance to become a Divine Craftsman, then in his opinion, Lin Xuan becoming a Divine Craftsman was already a certainty. Zhenhua wasn't nearly as gifted as Lin Xuan before!
"Yes!"
The evaluator nodded, picked up the items, and left.
Mu Chen nodded in satisfaction.
It was best to keep such a genius under his own control. If his senior brother Zhenhua found out, with his shameless nature, he'd probably try to poach him.
"Bang!"
A sound suddenly came from the doorway. Everyone looked over and saw the fruit plate in the girl's hand fall to the ground, scattering bright yellow oranges everywhere.
Mu Xi stared blankly at the slowly disappearing pillar of light in front of Lin Xuan. As the daughter of a Saint Craftsman, she naturally knew what those pillars of light meant.
This was definitely a thousand-fold forging!
But thinking back to how smug she had been in front of Lin Xuan, Mu Xi just wanted to disappear into the ground. Showing off her meager skills before an
expert!
Her heart was filled with mixed emotions—shame, anger, and indignation!
Did Lin Xuan look at her like she was a fool back then?
The girl's eyes were red and swollen, and the more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt, tears streaming down her face.
"Liar!"
Mu Xi shouted at Lin Xuan, then ran away crying.
Lin Xuan, who had just stepped out of the magic circle, blinked innocently, truly innocent now.
"Ahem! My daughter wasn't disciplined enough, please forgive her."
Mu Chen coughed, feeling somewhat helpless. He should have sent Mu Xi home directly; that would have avoided Tang Wulin, but she'd run into someone even more ruthless.
If he'd encountered her as a child, his Dao heart might have been shattered too.
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