Free Web NovelThe rolling, scorching flames distorted the light of the sky.
Deep within the Forging Institute, the heatwaves made every breath feel as if one's internal organs were burning.
"Li Mo's Hammer Technique talent is beyond doubt."
"Indeed."
Elder Han He and Elder Zeng, two old men who often bickered, for the first time reached such a swift consensus on a matter.
Every Inner Sect Disciple who entered Shenbing Peak had to first undergo Hammer Technique training before being allowed into the Forging Institute to learn the art of forging.
God Hammer Little Overlord directly skipped this step.
"Excellent craftsmen usually have extremely good Hammer Technique."
Elder Zeng stroked his beard and smiled, saying, "But those with good Hammer Technique do not necessarily become great craftsmen; they also need extraordinary endurance."
Forging is not just about hammering metal.
There are many complex techniques involved, and one is constantly exposed to high temperatures from being around the fire pulse year-round.
"Li Mo, I heard you used to do Alchemy with Lao Xue?" Elder Han He asked curiously, putting down his hammer.
Every time he met Xue Jing and the conversation turned to Li Mo, within three sentences, he would invariably hear a familiar phrase:
'This old man was foolish; why didn't I let him follow me to learn Alchemy back then?'
Elder Han He agreed with this sentiment.
Whether he had talent in the Dao of Alchemy or not, it was certainly better than following that scoundrel Shang Wu....
Li Mo thought for a moment and said, "To be precise, I was the one being refined."
Elder Han He: "?"
Elder Zeng: "?"
Why did the words that came out of this kid's mouth often have a beauty that was hard to understand?
"Come with me, this old man wants to see how much high temperature you can endure."
After Elder Han °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° He finished speaking, he opened the back door of the Forging Institute, revealing a downward tunnel.
"I'll come too."
Elder Zeng also followed.
Li Mo followed the two, and as soon as he entered the tunnel, a scorching heat assailed him, as if even the air was distorted by the burning, and the stone walls appeared a dark red color.
Was this the fire pulse where the hammer treasure was once placed?
The further down they went, the higher the temperature became.
Within the tunnel, the sounds of metal forging also echoed, becoming sparser further in. freewebnøvel.com
"To become a craftsman, the first step is naturally to learn to refine iron. The higher the temperature, the better the quality of the Materials produced," Elder Han He said as he walked.
Elder Zeng also cautioned, "If you can't bear it, just say so. Never try to be brave, as scorching your Meridians and internal organs would be no small matter."
The two exchanged glances.
They walked for a while longer.
'Is Xiao Mo still doing okay?'
Elder Han He exhaled heavily, faint sweat visible on his forehead.
'It should be about time.'
'The first time this old man came, he only went a hundred zhang deep into the fire pulse.'
Elder Zeng thought this to himself and looked back.
The two old men had the same thought, exchanged glances, and turned their heads simultaneously.
Then they saw Li Mo strolling leisurely, looking around with a relaxed expression.
Seeing them stop, he asked curiously,
"Why aren't you walking anymore?"
"Heh heh... This old man thought you couldn't stand it anymore. Let's go."
"Kid, I'm curious to see how far you can go."
So Li Mo followed the two and began to delve deeper into the earth pulse.
Ten minutes later.
Li Mo was walking ahead instead.
Elder Han He, who was behind, was already sweating profusely, his body trembling slightly.
Elder Zeng's eyes were dull, as if he had aged considerably. While Li Mo wasn't paying attention, he pulled out a bottle of hanquan pill.
"Old Zeng, give me one."
"This is a hanquan pill! I only take it when forging Mystic Weapon! How dare you ask for it!"
"Quick... give me one..."
The two old men were there, whispering and gesturing.
Li Mo noticed the movement, turned his head, and asked doubtfully,
"Elders, why are you walking so slowly? If you're hot, be sure to tell me."
He was impervious to fire and water.
The two old men immediately grumbled.
"Heh... heh heh, it's just my old cold legs acting up."
"This small amount of temperature is nothing to a forging grandmaster like this old man; I only feel excited."
"Alright."
Xiao Li was a bit strange, but he didn't think much of it.
After all, when he retrieved the hammer treasure, he saw a forging platform deep within the fire pulse.
He assumed it was used by Elder Han He.
Elders must have special means to withstand high temperatures...
Actually, it was used by the Ancestral Master of Shenbing Peak.
After walking for a while longer, firelight was already visible ahead.
"Something's not right, this kid... something's not right..."
Elder Han He's eyes were black, and his voice was hoarse like a broken bellows.
"Cough cough cough! Water... water..."
Elder Zeng seemed to have shrunk, and his whole body began to tremble.
But when Li Mo looked back in confusion.
The two old men immediately stood at attention, hands clasped behind their backs, appearing calm and leisurely.
"Elders, do you eat barbecue?"
Li Mo had just taken advantage of the fire Qi from the earth pulse to roast some lamb skewers.
"Heh... it seems like it's dinner time, huh..."
"Mm, this old man loves lamb skewers the most, they smell so good..."
Taking the lamb skewers, and seeing the bright red chili powder on them, the two old men exchanged glances and, at the same time, swallowed with dry throats.
If they didn't eat!
Wouldn't it make them seem guilty, and inferior to a junior?
In the future, what face would they have to call themselves great craftsmen?
What face would they have to attend the Forging Conference?
The two, who were strong-willed throughout their lives, hardened their hearts and ate the spicy lamb skewers.
"Cough, did I put too much chili... after all, it's a bit hot here."
"Hiss... not spicy."
"Hoo... not hot."
"....."
Looking at the two old men's 'red temperature' that rivaled red copper Ore, Xiao Li finally realized something was amiss.
Emmm.
The two old men now looked like two small cookies, seemingly ready to crumble at a touch.
You two are almost dehydrated! And those three suns aren't in a three-body problem!
Just as he was thinking about whether to use his Tianming Divine Eye to take a look.
Thump—
With two dull thuds, the two Elders rolled their eyes, fell backward, and passed out.
"....."
After an unknown period of time.
Elder Han He and Elder Zeng slowly opened their eyes, finding that the deadly fire pulse aura seemed to be gone.
But the clear firelight before them made them realize.
They were currently deep within the fire pulse.
What was going on?
Clang—
A thunderous sound exploded.
Elder Han He and Elder Zeng instinctively looked up, following the sound.
"Hm?"
"Ah?"
Clang—
Another deafening roar, like a mountain collapsing, thunder from a clear sky.
Violent sparks splattered, reflecting in the eyes of the two old men, causing their gazes to flicker slightly, and illuminating the figure of the youth holding the hammer.
In the fierce flames, by the flowing lava, he stood shirtless, breathing in the fiery heat and strong winds, raising the glowing, crimson Divine Hammer high, bringing it down with unwavering strikes, one after another.
He was like a god from ancient times, mastering fire and forging, striking the Human Race's first iron tool.
No, that was not a god.
It was Li Mo.
