socalfunplaces Chapter 17 Level 4 Forging, Spiritual Light Grade 2
Chapter 17 Level 4 Forging, Spiritual Light Grade 2
Starry Sky Hotel.
This afternoon, Wang Haibin made an appointment with Wu Kunjun, saying that he would be leaving Tiandou City and Wu Kunjun would come to see him off.
As a result, Wang Haibin waited and waited at the agreed restaurant, and finally had to call the other party using a soul communication device, but the call didn't go through.
Wang Haibin's first thought wasn't that the other party had stood him up, but rather that they might have encountered some trouble.
Without much hesitation, Wang Haibin immediately told the Tang Clan of Tiandou City his guess, and headed straight for the Tiandou Hotel where Wu Kunjun was.
When he arrived at the hotel room, he looked around and saw nothing.
Oh no.
There was some dust on the ground, but Wang Haibin didn't think it was a big deal.
drop!
A metal, silver-gleaming soul-guided communicator rang.
After the connection was established, a voice with an indistinct timbre and mixed with electronic sounds rang out:
"Haibin, I've already taken care of the issues you raised. Furthermore, through our contact with the Tiandou Hotel, we haven't seen Wu Kunjun leave the hotel since he checked in last night, according to the surveillance footage. He shouldn't be in his room right now, right?"
"That's right!"
Wang Haibin responded.
"Let's send more people to investigate."
The phone hangs up.
Wang Haibin now has only one thought in mind:
"Wu Kunjun must have met with misfortune, or even sacrificed his life."
He thought carefully about who might target Wu Kunjun.
"The Federation? Impossible. They have no reason to lay a hand on a mere inner court disciple."
"Wu Kunjun's rival family? They don't have the guts to lay a hand on a Shrek Academy disciple."
Wang Haibin considered them one by one, even including Chen Yingwu, but he quickly ruled him out.
He finally locked onto his target:
"It seems that only evil spirit masters would have this motive, or rather, the Holy Spirit Cult."
He thought that in recent years, there had been an increase in the number of evil spirit masters, and the Holy Spirit Cult was showing signs of a resurgence.
He has confirmed that it was either the Evil Soul Master or the Holy Spirit Cult, especially the Holy Spirit Cult.
The methods of evil spirit masters are incredibly bizarre, and the Holy Spirit Cult is their stronghold. Who else could it be but them?
"Junior Brother Kunjun, don't worry, one day I will storm into the Holy Spirit Sect's lair to avenge you."
A chilling glint flashed in Wang Haibin's eyes.
He spent his childhood in a small coastal town. Although the town was not very developed, life was simple but happy.
At least in his eyes, these were the best years of his life.
However, when he was five years old, an evil soul master with the cultivation of a titled Douluo suddenly attacked him without warning.
The lives of thousands of people in the town were taken away in an instant before they could do anything.
If it weren't for the fact that a titled Douluo from Shrek Academy happened to be traveling nearby, Wang Haibin and the other survivors might not have made it to safety.
How could he not hate the Holy Spirit Cult?
His wish is to eliminate all evil spirit masters in the world.
If the Holy Spirit Cult becomes too powerful, he will storm into the Holy Spirit Cult's lair after his cultivation has reached its limit, and do his best to kill as many evil soul masters as possible. In the end, he will take a few of the stronger ones with him by self-destructing. At the moment of self-destruction, he will burn his own body and soul, leaving them absolutely nothing.
If the other side gets his belongings and can use them, that would be worse than killing him.
"All evils in the world are inextricably linked to the Holy Spirit Cult. Even if Junior Brother Kunjun was not harmed by the Holy Spirit Cult, he must be connected to it."
Wang Haibin remained silent in his room for a while. From now on, he would redouble his efforts in cultivation until one day he could wipe out the Holy Spirit Cult.
He not only wanted to cultivate to become a Limit Douluo, but even a god.
Because being merely a Limit Douluo is not enough to change everything. For thousands of years, Shrek Academy has produced Limit Douluos in every generation, yet the Holy Spirit Cult has not only resurfaced but grown increasingly arrogant.
"Perhaps only God could make all this happen."
Wang Haibin could only place his hopes on God; if even God couldn't solve the problem, he couldn't think of any other solution.
However, becoming a god, in reality, is not really a solution.
Becoming a god is incredibly difficult.
In the Douluo Continent, heroes have emerged generation after generation, and even the Limit Douluo Realm, which is known as the pinnacle of human strength, has been broken through by them.
In theory, reaching the Limit Douluo realm is already the limit below that of a god. However, some geniuses have pushed their limits to the extreme, opening up the realm of quasi-demigods, demigods, and quasi-gods beyond the Limit Douluo realm. They have infinitely brought the word "limit" closer to "god".
However, this is not a normal expansion of the cultivation system; it is an extreme expansion under duress.
"It all depends on human effort."
That was all Wang Haibin could think of.
……
Another six days have passed.
Chen Yingwu is in the forging room today, making a final push to become a Level 4 blacksmith.
There are generally two ways to become a Level 4 blacksmith. The first is to be able to forge two pieces of Thousand-Refined Metal consecutively, and at the same time, to be able to shape the Thousand-Refined Metal into its final form.
The second type is metal that has been refined to the second grade, with a success rate of over 20%.
Chen Yingwu observed the ten pieces of smelted silver metal in front of him. Two of them had already been forged into Grade 2 of Thousand Forging, while the other six were just ordinary Grade Thousand Forging. As long as he successfully forged another Grade 2 of Thousand Forging, he would be able to break through to the fourth level of blacksmithing.
when!
when!
when!
The deep silver, stained red by the high temperature, was struck by a heavy hammer made of thousand-times-forged deep silver, producing a deafening sound.
He wielded these two forging hammers, each weighing several hundred kilograms, with ease, without showing the slightest fatigue.
With each hammer blow, a large amount of impurities in the slush were expelled.
With his powerful spiritual energy at the Spirit Abyss Realm, he gently probed into the sunken silver, sensing its spirituality.
He could clearly sense that chilling spirituality.
As the forging hammer continued to fall, a rhythmic metallic clanging sound gradually formed.
As the spirituality gradually becomes active with this rhythm, the hammer, imbued with the blacksmith's soul power and spiritual strength, continuously propels the spirituality to sublimate.
The volume of the sunken silver was shrinking, and its texture was changing from chaotic to orderly. The spirit of the sunken silver was cheering, jumping for joy, and even actively cooperating with the rhythm of Chen Yingwu's hammer blows.
The two pieces of silver gradually revealed dazzling cloud patterns, and they became brighter and brighter as they were struck.
boom--"
As the final hammer fell, a beam of precious light rose up and appeared before Chen Yingwu.
This is the outward manifestation of spiritual light; even if it is only fleeting, it can still be called a second-grade refinement.
But this flash of inspiration was far more than just a little; it reached nearly three feet high.
Three feet long, forged a thousand times to become a top-grade official.
He not only broke through to become a fourth-grade blacksmith, but is also about to reach the threshold of first-grade thousand-forging.
Chen Yingwu lowered his gaze, looking at the shrunk silver, its size reduced by half, its metallic texture as deep and solemn as a formation of thousands of soldiers.
"I've passed Level 4..."
Chen Yingwu couldn't help but feel happy.
A twelve-year-old fourth-grade blacksmith, who is about to reach the first grade of a thousand-fold forging, is already considered a top-tier blacksmithing genius in this era.
Besides, he had focused on his cultivation in the past and hadn't dabbled in forging much.
In addition, his talent for cultivation is so high that the dilemma that ordinary blacksmiths face in being unable to improve their blacksmith level due to the difficulty of breaking through the Soul Master level is as easy as eating and drinking for him.
A person who wants to become a high-level blacksmith needs not only excellent blacksmithing talent, but also a certain amount of cultivation talent.
For example, even if you become a master craftsman, you can't complete the Heavenly Forging if you can't cultivate to the level of a Title Douluo, no matter how high your forging talent is, because you simply can't withstand the elemental lightning tribulation.
All things considered, his blacksmithing talent is unparalleled.