The clamor of the outside world had already faded away in front of Li Mo’s eyes.
When the iron materials fused, he could hear the fine sounds they emitted, see every single vein within them, smell the scent of steel and intense fire, and know any pattern within them.
It was as if various metals were no longer lifeless objects, but living entities.
Indeed, after learning Master Du’s techniques, his Divine Hundred Refinements had advanced to another level.
Understanding the essence of a hundred weapons.
Mastery!
Ten refinements in one breath!
Ten refinements in one breath!
Thirty refinements in one breath!
The Eight-Nine Profound Art silently began to circulate, supporting his physique, allowing the number of refinements in Divine Hundred Refinements to increase more and more.
The hammer seemed to turn into a blur in his hand.
But the material in his hands was ultimately not ‘Divine Treasure’, some were common iron, some slightly better than common iron, yet they were still forged from common iron.
Withstanding so many refinements was too strenuous, but…
“Ice Chunk!”
Li Mo struck the iron billet with one hammer, sending the red-hot, scorching metal in front of Ice Chunk.
The bone-chilling cold of the Yin completely enveloped it, creating large ripples in the air.
A series of exclamations arose from the crowd.
Du Wufeng’s eyes widened: “He actually performed quenching in this way… It can be done like this…”
“Master Du, could you explain in detail?”
“Quenching is the process of rapidly cooling a high-temperature weapon to enhance its quality.”
“Usually, quenching uses special cold spring water or specially prepared oil, but for this sword, he used Cold Fairy!”
More accurately, it was the power of Yin from Cold Fairy…
Obviously, the effect of quenching with Yin power exceeded expectations!
“Sister Bing, it’s almost done.”
Little Princess Jiang controlled the quenching temperature, speaking at the right time.
“Quenching!”
So, when the Yin power dissipated, Li Mo grabbed the iron billet again and threw it back into the furnace for heating.
After heating, it was once again a round of high-intensity forging, twisting, stacking, blending, and quenching.
The iron billet was repeatedly heated and cooled, becoming brighter and more colorful.
“That kid actually thought of such a method!”
Du Wufeng clapped hard, nearly breaking the table.
“…”
Among the contestants, there were many skilled masters, but they were all lost in deep thought.
They had honed their skills through countless hammer strikes, but never imagined that casting weapons could be done this way.
Does effort mean nothing in the face of talent?
Is he really a casting genius?
“This must be a famous sword…”
Jiang Chulong looked earnestly, her eyes full of hope.
“Is this sword for Chulong or for me?”
Ying Bing was thinking, suddenly noticing the patterns gradually appearing on the sword, like ever-living weeds, thus pressing her lips together.
Clearly, it was not a copy of the Moonlight Yin; it wasn’t even related.
Moonlight Yin only gave off vibrations that only the master of weapons could feel.
Xiao Yue was puzzled:
“I already have one, why is she so eager for a famous weapon?”
Ying Bing lowered her gaze, expressionlessly continuing the quenching process.
Soon, a longsword covered in wild grass patterns, simple yet hiding sharpness, was born. To fit the handle, Li Mo used peach branches.
As soon as the sword was completed, it was clear it was extraordinary.
Li Mo wiped the sword clean and handed it to the eagerly waiting Little Princess Jiang.
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“Get familiar with it first, we’ll submit it to the judges later.”
“Mm!”
Little Princess Jiang’s excited eyes couldn’t even be hidden by her sunglasses!
She felt something inside her resonating with the sword; whenever she held the sword, she felt a connection with her bloodline.
This was a famous weapon made from scrap, common iron, considered garbage materials.
Garbage can also shine…
Little Princess Jiang held the sword blankly, then reluctantly placed it on the cloth, to be sent to the judges later.
“Is this really a famous weapon?”
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Feiyang Gongzhu stared at the sword for a moment.
She noticed that Crown Prince Brother was also staring at the sword, more specifically at Jiang Chulong who just picked up the sword, showing disbelief.
“Sword Bone… It clearly is here… Impossible… Absolutely impossible…”
Feiyang Gongzhu was puzzled: “Crown Prince Brother, what are you talking about?”
“Nothing.”
Jiang Yu quickly hid his emotional fluctuations, only his face showed a slight, indiscernible paleness.
Liang Mo was the first among the blacksmiths to complete his work.
But before the host could interview him,
after taking some pills to regulate his breath and replenish his energy, Liang Mo picked up the hammer again, his eyes even more radiant than before.
Unlike other craftsmen,
he was preparing to forge a second sword.
And…
“The Eight-Nine Profound Art might reach a bottleneck.”
Liang Mo exhaled a puff of hot air.
He started repeating the previous operations, refining pure iron material, continuously stacking and forging, quenching and tempering.
“Is he going to forge another sword?”
“What’s the point? Isn’t that a waste of effort? Only the highest quality will be rated.”
“He must be forging a weapon for Cold Fairy!”
“Pity, if he put all his effort into it, the sword he would forge might reach Master Du’s level.”
“No, his material is obviously insufficient; he can only make a dagger at most.”
At this point, apart from the prodigies on the Qianlong List, few spectators were paying attention to other blacksmiths.
Uninitiated people watching thought Liang Mo was very optimistic, attempting to forge two swords in one casting competition, making him a laughingstock.
Craftsmen lamented greatly.
There was a time limit for the casting competition; such efforts would surely produce higher quality.
What’s the point of two similar swords?
Moreover, with insufficient materials, the second sword might not even match the first one.
“Ice Chunk, Duan Juan!”
Suddenly, when Liang Mo stacked the sword billet over a thousand times, the divine intention of Yin appeared behind him.
Ying Bing was startled.
She didn’t know what Liang Mo was doing.
Before her doubts could settle, the divine consciousness of Yin was released.
Duan Juan instantly merged the divine intentions of the two.
At this moment, Liang Mo understood the Moonlight Yin.
Ying Bing could see the nascent spirit in the sword billet, along with…
his vague ideas.
She stared blankly at Liang Mo, that figure holding the red-hot forging hammer surrounded by flames, invading her eyes, making her coldness ripple.
“I understand now….”
“Law of Heaven and Earth!”
Liang Mo’s right arm suddenly became stronger, making the Star Rod seem insignificant.
His fiery aura suddenly rose, as if reigniting the fallen star flames that were already burning.
Boom—
The sword billet mixed with multiple types of iron emitted a buzzing sound!
The flames continued endlessly! Like a volcanic eruption!
Ten refinements in one breath!
The hammer swung incessantly, turning redder and redder, this dark weapon seemed to melt… merging with the sword billet.
The rules of the casting competition only allowed the use of existing materials.
The blacksmith’s hammer was also existing.
No one had ever imagined using the forging hammer as part of the forged weapon.
Not even Ying Bing had thought of it.
He wanted to use a dark weapon to forge a famous sword.
He wanted to dissolve the Star Rod that accompanied him day and night, fusing it with her sword in the scorching heat.
You in me, me in you.
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PS: Xiaopujie has been very tired lately. The doctor said my brain cells died too much and suggested using Mambo’s electric shock therapy, which everyone in the Water Clan said was good.
Should I go to the South Border? (Where did this come from, isn’t Nine Heavens and Ten Earths domestic?)
Later, I thought, wouldn’t it be great if the audience could charge me?
Xiaopujie is truly a genius, ah ha.
