Chapter 12: Thousand-forged, Qian Duoduo's Madness

Tang Wulin quickly familiarized himself with the instruments and mastered the use of these forging tools.

Even after ten thousand years, the main functions of these instruments are still similar, so by analogy they are not hard to understand.

After skillfully placing the heavy silver on the forging bench to heat, Tang Wulin took out the two thousand-forged heavy silver hammers from his storage soul conductor device.

Since he arrived ten thousand years ago, this is the first time he has taken out this old partner of his.

After all, since he obtained the Golden Dragon Claw, the role of the heavy silver hammer as a weapon has greatly diminished, and since coming here he has had no time or conditions for forging, so inevitably its opportunities to appear have become much fewer.

Seeing this hammer, Qian Duoduo's eyes lit up.

He doesn't know what hundred-forged or thousand-forged means, but he can tell this hammer is very heavy.

Tang Wulin is so young, yet he can lift this forging hammer so easily; indeed he is a child with extreme strength attributes.

Tang Wulin took a deep breath, then exerted force with both hands and slammed down hard on the chunk of heavy silver.

"Clang, clang, clang!"

A clear, huge ringing sound burst out, instantly drawing the gazes of all the surrounding soul engineers.

Qian Duoduo and Fan Yu's eyes showed a hint of doubt.

They personally saw Tang Wulin swing only once, yet the sound came in three beats.

What is the principle? However, as Tang Wulin continued to swing the heavy silver hammer, they could only swallow their doubts for now.

In fact, this first strike was just the beginning; Tang Wulin's subsequent swings grew stronger one after another, and a continuous hammering sound rang from the heavy silver,

He now surprisedly discovered that the difficulty of his forging had greatly decreased compared to before.

Before absorbing the first seal, he already had the ability to easily perform thousand-forging; now, having absorbed the first seal and even half of the second, he feels the heavy silver hammer in his hand as weightless, and he hammers it onto the heavy silver on the forging bench at will, producing repeated booming sounds.

Under his relentless hammering, the chunk of heavy silver he selected rapidly shrank; soon the silver light on the heavy silver faded, replaced by deep, dark red patterns.

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

Frankly speaking, he originally didn't care how Tang Wulin's forging technique was.

Just because of his extreme strength martial soul, even if his forging had no technique at all, Qian Duoduo would find ways to praise him and lure him into the Soul Engineering Department.

But now the facts completely exceeded his expectations.

It's impossible to have no technique; rather, this technique is obviously beyond its time.

Qian Duoduo, having lived so long, has never seen anyone able to forge heavy silver into such quality.

Even something an Honored Douluo cannot do has been accomplished by a child under ten.

Qian Duoduo only felt his breathing becoming increasingly scorching.

He must seize this child, no matter what! Even if he is scolded as shameless by Old Yan for using any means, he must seize him!

He has a premonition that Tang Wulin will bring unprecedented reform to the Soul Engineering Department; just because of his forging skill, even if he is merely an ordinary soul master with Blue Silver Grass martial soul, Qian Duoduo cannot possibly let him go.

This is a supreme skill capable of driving all fellow soul engineers into madness.

As he grew ever more excited, Tang Wulin's forging of the heavy silver had already entered its final stage.

Unnoticed, this chunk of hard heavy silver has shrunk by a full third, and the dark red light is gradually converging, transforming into a magnificent, dense cloud pattern.

Tang Wulin feels no fatigue at all; rather, he is in peak condition, his blood boiling inside, the exhilarating pleasure almost making him want to cry out to the heavens.

He raised his right hand high and struck the final blow; as three impact sounds rang out, Tang Wulin hesitated a moment, then ultimately chose not to continue forging.

His current strength is so great it even exceeds his own expectations; the just-completed forging process, which could be described as smooth as flowing clouds, sparked a slight desire in him to try reaching higher peaks.

But he ultimately did not do so; he fully understands the difficulty of spirit forging, which is completely beyond his current qualifications—better to stop now than to overreach and fail.

He set down the double hammers, exhaled long, and withdrew from the forging-exclusive state. "Pa pa pa pa pa..."

At that moment, he heard applause; turning his head, he saw Qian Duoduo and Fan Yu clapping while looking at him with extremely fervent eyes.

Tang Wulin instinctively shivered; the gaze of the two gave him the illusion that they wanted to devour him alive.

He stammered:

"Dean Qian, do you think my forging skill can earn money here?"

"Yes, of course, absolutely!"

Qian Duoduo nodded vigorously, excitedly asking:

"Where did you learn this forging technique? Could it be a family inheritance?"

"Um, roughly..."

Tang Wulin guiltily averted his gaze.

He couldn't possibly say he learned it from ten thousand years in the future; Qian Duoduo wouldn't believe it, and might even think him an idiot.

Qian Duoduo's breathing became rapid.

"Then can you teach us this forging technique? No matter the price, we're willing to pay!"

Tang Wulin helplessly said:

"Dean Qian, it's not that I'm unwilling to teach you; it's just that my forging ability isn't high either, so I can't teach much."

Although Tang Wulin has great talent in forging, he is ultimately too young; his forging level is uncertain even regarding fourth rank, and on the continent it's nowhere near sufficient.

However, he didn't expect that upon hearing his words, Qian Duoduo couldn't help but let out a strange cry.

"Not high? That means you might still be able to enter an even higher level!"

Thousand-forging is not rare after ten thousand years, but ten thousand years ago it was an unprecedented miracle; if promoted, it could advance the entire soul tool field by a great step.

He hurriedly took a deep breath, suppressed his excitement, stepped close to Tang Wulin, and asked:

"Wulin, I've changed my mind; you should first devote yourself to cultivation, specialize in your forging technique, and we'll discuss teaching later."

If, as Tang Wulin said, this level of forging technique is far from his limit, then Qian Duoduo absolutely cannot allow him to waste time teaching others forging.

Undoubtedly the best approach is to give him several decades to develop, wait until he reaches the peak in this field, then let him spread his technique.

This way it neither wastes Tang Wulin's time nor fails to improve the precision and depth of instruction.

Thinking this through, he suddenly thought of something and curiously asked: "By the way, why do you want to make money? Are you short on cash?"

"Hmm." Tang Wulin sighed, "Due to some special reasons, my appetite is huge, but I don't have much money, so I can only rely on this specialty to earn money."

His huge appetite has indeed caused him trouble since childhood.

Even after arriving at the Douluo Continent ten thousand years ago, it still imposes a heavy burden on his finances.

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

"Understood, just bear with it a little."

Then, without waiting for Tang Wulin's answer, he grabbed Tang Wulin; Tang Wulin only felt a dizzy sensation, 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.

"Xiao Lu, add portions for five more people to today's meal."

(End of chapter)