Tianyang Forging Guild.
This is a light golden building about several hundred meters high. It looks like an inverted golden hammer, and the building body shaped like a hammer handle reaches straight into the sky. On the hundred-story building, there is a pair of huge golden wing patterns.
Walking into the glass door on the first floor, there is a ten-meter-high glass wall in front of you, on which there is a relief of a golden hammer that is at least eight meters high.
The hall on the first floor was very empty and so quiet that one could hear one's own footsteps echoing on the ground.
At the front desk of the hall, there was only an old man in a gray robe. He wore a pair of crystal-lens glasses and his eyes were kind and gentle.
Seeing Le Qianyao walk in, the old man pushed his glasses and asked with a smile: "Little friend, are you lost?"
Le Qianyao raised his head and replied, "No, I'm here for the Blacksmith Level Assessment."
The old man was slightly startled, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes. He looked Le Qianyao up and down and couldn't help asking, "Are you alone? Where are your teachers or parents?"
"I came here alone." Le Qianyao said calmly, with a maturity in his tone that was inconsistent with his age.
"Alright." The old man nodded and pointed ahead. "Turn right at the elevator entrance and go straight up to the fifteenth floor. Someone will meet you there."
After saying this, the old man secretly became cautious, picked up the phone and reported Le Qianyao's situation, and specifically instructed the people above to pay attention to this special child.
After all, although it is not common to see such a young child coming alone to participate in the blacksmith level assessment, it is also possible that he is a master's favorite disciple who comes out to gain experience.
"Okay, thank you." Le Qianyao responded politely and walked towards the elevator.
As soon as I entered the fifteenth floor, I heard the clanging sounds of forging. There were many independent small rooms on the fifteenth floor. These were the test rooms for the blacksmith level assessment. When I arrived at the front desk, a staff member asked:
"Are you here for the blacksmith level assessment?"
"Yes," Le Qianyao replied.
"Please fill out this form." The staff handed over a form.
After Le Qianyao filled it out, he handed it to the staff. The staff took a look and asked in surprise:
"Six?"
"That's right, there shouldn't be any age limit for the blacksmith level assessment, right?"
"There's no such restriction. Go to test room number 10. There will be an evaluator there to meet you."
"Okay, thank you." Le Qianyao said.
Walking through the long corridor, Le Qianyao came to the test room No. 10, where there was a forging table. Twenty pieces of different metals were placed on the shelf on the left, and rows of forging hammers were placed on the shelf on the right. Of course, you can also use your own forging hammer.
An evaluator came forward and was secretly surprised when he saw Le Qianyao. Why was he coming for the blacksmith level evaluation at such a young age?
"Le Qianyao?" asked the reviewer.
"Yes, I am." Le Qianyao replied.
"Okay, next to you are twenty rare metals. You only need to choose one to forge. The different metals and the degree of purification will determine your final score. If you score above 60, you will be promoted to a first-level blacksmith. Please use your best abilities and do not use any external force during the process. If you are caught, your score will be invalidated."
Le Qianyao casually selected a piece of red-veined copper, placed it on the forging table, and said to the evaluator, "I choose this one. Master, can I begin?"
The reviewer's eyelids jumped. Red-striped copper has excellent metallic ductility and soul power conductivity, but because of its overly active soul power conductivity, it is extremely difficult to forge, which is not very friendly to novices.
"Let's get started. Just a reminder, if the forging fails, you'll need to pay for the materials yourself."
I hope it's not some dandy messing around! The reviewer prayed silently.
"Start the timer!"
As the mechanical female voice sounded, Le Qianyao quickly put the red-striped copper into the furnace for heating.
The dark red furnace spewed out blue-purple flames, and the red copper in the furnace was quickly burned red under the high temperature of the molten chain.
Afterwards, Le Qianyao placed the entire piece of red-veined copper on the forging table and picked up a convenient forging hammer from the side.
Le Qianyao took a long breath, his aura instantly deepened, and he quickly got into the state.
Holding the forging hammer, he smashed it steadily towards the red-veined copper.
"clang!"
The collision of metals made a dull sound, and a deep hammer mark was left on the red copper.
"Oh!" The reviewer was slightly taken aback. He hadn't expected Le Qianyao to be able to enter the state so instantly. This kind of mentality was difficult for many beginners to master. Moreover, looking at Le Qianyao's forging technique, he was skilled and steady, and every movement was just right. He didn't look like a novice at all.
As Le Qianyao continued to hammer, the red-veined copper in front of him shrank, the texture on the surface became clearer, and it emitted a unique rhythmic pattern.
"wrong!"
The reviewer became more and more shocked by Le Qianyao's forging techniques.
"I'm afraid this kid isn't planning to forge a hundred times. Judging from his posture, he's preparing for a thousand times!"
The evaluator quickly reported Le Qianyao's situation. No matter what, Le Qianyao's situation deserves the guild's attention.
After a while, a man with a red face and beard appeared outside the forge. He was Duan Fusheng, the president of the Tianyang Forging Guild.
"President!"
Duan Fusheng nodded slightly and said, "Seal off the area. This matter cannot be spread out. Also, bring me this kid's information sheet!"
"Okay!" the reviewer responded and immediately turned around to prepare.
Duan Fusheng carefully observed Le Qianyao's forging technique, afraid of missing any details, and the shock in his eyes became solemn.
Le Qianyao turned a deaf ear to what was happening outside and continued with his forging.
The red-striped copper was folded by Le Qianyao and then heated again.
As Le Qianyao continued to forge, sparks flew in an instant, stirring up layers of metal waves, and the texture on the metal surface became more and more condensed.
Then, it was folded and heated again, and another hammer fell. The surface texture of the metal overlapped in circles, and feather-like crystal patterns gradually condensed on the surface.
Repeated operations, accompanied by a series of clinking sounds, the metal continues to solidify in the collision, like a pleasant crisp sound.
When the last hammer landed on the red-veined copper, the entire piece of red-veined copper had shrunk into a fist-sized block of red metal, its surface covered with nebula-like vortex patterns.
The crimson light illuminated the surroundings, which was also the light of Qianduan's formation.
"Nine layers of Yang characters, with sharp energy!"
"It's the Chongyang Overlay Forging Method!"
Duan Fusheng rushed to Le Qianyao's side, his beard shaking, and his cloudy eyes reflected the red light.
He looked at the thousand-forged cloud-patterned copper in front of him as if he were appreciating a rare treasure.
"Child, who is your teacher?" Duan Fusheng grabbed Le Qianyao's shoulders tightly, his eyes full of eagerness and curiosity.
"I don't have a teacher." Le Qianyao replied calmly.
"No teacher? How is that possible!" Duan Fusheng shook his head in disbelief. "Then who taught you your forging techniques? Moreover, you're only six years old, and you already have such advanced forging skills! Even if you started learning from the womb, you can't learn so quickly!"
"No one taught me, I learned it by myself." Le Qianyao spread his hands and said calmly.
Duan Fusheng's mouth twitched slightly. He had been immersed in forging for most of his life, and he couldn't help but start to doubt himself. Is there really someone in this world who can learn without a teacher?
"What a monster!" he muttered to himself.
But no matter what, it cannot change the fact that Le Qianyao completed the Thousand Forgings at the age of six.
He knew very well that if Le Qianyao's affairs were to get out, it would surely cause a huge storm on the mainland.
This is not just about breaking the continent's all-time forging record, it is also a groundbreaking advancement in the entire forging history!
Moreover, if Le Qianyao can grow smoothly, he will definitely become a master craftsman in the future.
On this continent, the significance of a divine craftsman is extraordinary. The amount of heavenly forged metal that a divine craftsman can forge in his lifetime is extremely rare and can only produce no more than ten four-character battle armor masters!
For those who aspire to become the strongest person on the continent, making friends with master craftsmen is an essential way.
However, the current master craftsman has not forged Heavenly Forged Metal for more than ten years. Due to age restrictions, he may have lost this ability.
There is no sign of the next master craftsman appearing yet. Under such circumstances, Le Qianyao is undoubtedly a person with great potential and worth investing in!
"Do you have anything else to say?" Le Qianyao asked the uncle with a red beard in front of him.
"Well, my friend! Since you don't have a teacher, why don't you take me as your disciple?" Duan Fusheng patted his chest and said enthusiastically, "Let me formally introduce myself. My name is Duan Fusheng, the current president of the Tianyang Blacksmiths Guild, and I'm also an eighth-level Saint Craftsman!"
"Holy Craftsman?" Le Qianyao did not show much surprise, but looked very calm, with a hint of smile in his eyes.
Is the Saint Craftsman a teacher to the Divine Craftsman?
I just don't have the ability of Tianduan for the time being due to the limitation of my cultivation level, but it doesn't mean that I don't have the strength of Tianduan!
Looking at Le Qianyao's expression, he seemed to look down on the Saint Craftsman.
"You brat! Do you think Saint Craftsmen are cabbages that are everywhere?" Duan Fusheng said in feigned anger, "Besides, no matter what, I am the number one person under the Divine Craftsman!"
However, when he said the latter sentence, his momentum was obviously weaker.
"Thank you for your kindness, President, but let's forget about becoming my disciple!" Le Qianyao said.
Seeing Le Qianyao's refusal, Duan Fusheng became anxious. No matter what, such a good seedling could not be let go.
Just when Duan Fusheng didn't know what to do, a faint voice came to his ears.
"Xiao Duan, bring him to see me!".