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Chapter 21 - Chapter 21 The Youngest Spiritual Forging Master Sets Off to Mingdu

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"Buzz buzz…"

Under continuous communication, the blue womb copper quickly echoed, with increasingly strong blue flames emerging from it, and the spirit power in the forging hammer was swallowed by it like a mud ox entering the sea.

Feeling his spirit power gradually bottom out, Feng Zaixing wasn't flustered at all. He transferred the hammer to his left hand, swung both hammers with one hand, and wrapped his right hand in crimson Qi and blood, placing it on a corner of the blue womb copper, continuously imbuing it with the power of Qi and blood.

His movements were practiced, as if he had done them thousands of times, because from the very beginning, he had forged with the power of Qi and blood, not spirit power.

The blue womb copper showed no discomfort; instead, it transformed even faster. The faint blue halo grew weaker and weaker, and correspondingly, a crimson-gold halo, crimson from Qi and blood, gold from spirit power, swirled around Feng Zaixing's twin hammers.

"Blood Sacrifice!"

Withdrawing his right hand, Feng Zaixing forced out a mouthful of fresh blood, letting it fall onto the blue womb copper, which had shrunk to less than a tenth of its original size, and then he slammed down the final hammer blow!

"Boom…"

A crimson-gold flame shot up into the sky, rising more than eight feet, filled with the fluctuations of life. Inside the flame, tiny angels seemed to soar, freely enjoying their new birth.

The next moment, this piece of blue womb copper, imbued with the aura of life, miraculously melted into a liquid, merging with the forging hammer, and then silently dissolving into Feng Zaixing's palm, making the pale-faced youth look a little better.

Na'er busily handed him an energy drink, took out a silk handkerchief, and, standing on tiptoes, meticulously wiped the sweat from Feng Zaixing's Face, her movements light and gentle, her eyes filled with heartache, just like when Feng Zaixing had wiped away her tears upon their first meeting.

"Big Brother…" Na'er's eyes and voice were filled with deep heartache.

Mu Ye tapped out a wisp of spirit power from a distance, quickly helping Feng Zaixing recover.

"Na'er, don't worry. When has Big Brother ever had an accident? It's just a small problem."

Feng Zaixing returned to his senses and chuckled softly, then looked at Zhen Hua with expectant eyes, "Teacher?"

"With mind and Spirit as one, countless forgings give birth to life. The metal you personally imbued with life has fused with your forging hammer, elevating your forging hammer to a Spirit Forging-grade forging hammer, and integrating it into your body."

Zhen Hua's voice carried a sense of sacredness, solemn and excited, as he stared at Feng Zaixing and slowly said:

"Although I find this astonishing, I must say now, Zaixing, you have created a history that probably no one can surpass—the youngest five-star Forging Master."

"Congratulations, you have truly entered the hallowed halls of Forging Masters and gained your own spirituality."

Zhen Hua sighed, somewhat wistfully, and said, "You have mastered all the basic forging techniques. Next, your cultivation focus should be on spirit power cultivation. You can use three years to solidify this Spirit Forging technique, and then naturally achieve the Realm of a sixth-grade Grandmaster."

"I heard that from the Spirit Forging level onwards, we Forging Masters have to start trying to mix different metals in certain proportions to form higher-quality alloys, and the most important thing for alloys is the formula?"

Feng Zaixing's eyes darted slightly, and he chuckled, "Top-tier Battle Armor are all based on alloys. I can't let my craftsmanship fall behind. I'm about to go to Mingdu, Teacher, do you think you could give me some more support?"

Zhen Hua immediately rolled his eyes in exasperation, saying speechlessly, "Many people in the Association say you aim too high, and they're absolutely right. You've just completed a Spirit Forging and you're already thinking about alloy forging? That's the Domain of a six-star Forging Master. Why don't you break through to three rings first?"

"You're progressing too fast; it's time to settle down… Heh, I never thought I'd be worried about a Forging Genius advancing too quickly in his Realm."

Zhen Hua shook his head self-deprecatingly, but he had no choice. If he didn't suppress it, he felt Feng Zaixing would dare to attempt to become a Saint Craftsman before seven rings, or even force his way to become a Divine Craftsman.

If he left any hidden injuries, the consequences would be unimaginable, and even he and Mu Ye might not be able to fix it.

"Cultivation isn't difficult. If I wholeheartedly focus on Breakthrough, three rings are well within reach."

Feng Zaixing rubbed his hands, his Face full of anticipation, and said, "So, Teacher, you've agreed to give your Disciple some alloy formulas?"

"Give, give, give. I only have so much property; if not for you, then for whom? Inside is my token, which carries some Face."

Zhen Hua pulled out a beryl-colored spatial ring and tossed it to Feng Zaixing, clearly having prepared it in advance.

"But remember, after you arrive in Mingdu, do not easily expose your forging abilities. At least, before you become a Spirit Elder, do not go to the Mingdu Forging Master Association."

Zhen Hua said solemnly, "Our Forging Master community's status has steadily risen since my appearance, and over the years, countless people have coveted our abilities and resources."

"The four top-tier forces, the military's five great Families, and some ancient Spirit Master Families and Sects are all watching us, sending their own cultivated Forging Masters into the Association to gather intelligence. I'm not sure how many spies are lurking in Mingdu, but there are certainly many."

This Teacher earnestly admonished him, "Although most Forging Masters are passionate about forging, there are also those with ulterior motives. Mingdu is not like Heaven Dou City. Even with me and Old Mu Ye making arrangements beforehand, you must be careful in everything."

"Once you become a Spirit Elder, you can start making Battle Armor. At that time, you can inform a small circle of people, and the problem won't be big; if it weren't for you needing to go out for experience, your Battle Armor could be entirely completed by Old Mu Ye."

Mu Ye stood beside him with his hands behind his back, a slight smile on his Face, and said:

"Yes, Zaixing, for the first three-word Battle Armor, you can find someone to make it yourself. The final four-word Battle Armor, leave it to your Teacher, me. I'm not boasting, but my strength in the field of mecha manufacturing is on the same level as Zhen Hua's strength in the forging Domain."

"Other nine-star mecha manufacturers are nine-star because that's the highest rank they can achieve. I'm nine-star because the current Realm only goes up to nine stars," Mu Ye said, puffing out his chest, his Face full of pride.

"Your Disciples will bear in mind what both Teachers have said."

Feng Zaixing stood in solemn respect, bowing deeply.

He clearly knew that ever since he broke through to two rings, Zhen Hua and Mu Ye had used many connections to make arrangements in Mingdu in advance. He would forever remember this grace of protecting his Dao.

Na'er's beautiful eyes flickered, and she jumped up, saying, "And me, and me! I'm learning cooking and mecha design from Teacher. In the future, I'm going to design the best Battle Armor in the World for Big Brother!"

"Haha, then I truly have a successor, hahahaha…"

Mu Ye burst into laughter, his eyes brimming with joy. His proudest achievements in life were not the Body Sect's unique techniques, but his Divine Rank mecha skills and culinary arts.

Now, his eldest Disciple had achieved success in cultivating Innate secret techniques, his second Disciple was proficient in various fields, and his third Disciple not only inherited some of his cooking skills but was also learning his most cherished mecha design and manufacturing concepts.

Na'er did not have a Spirit, but that didn't hinder her from learning the vast knowledge of mecha design. At such a young age, she was already a three-star mecha designer. Although not as dazzling as Feng Zaixing, she absolutely deserved the title of Heaven's Chosen Genius.

"It's a pity, child, that you ultimately cannot Cultivate." Mu Ye secretly smiled bitterly, not wanting to dampen Na'er's enthusiasm.

Na'er had high Comprehension Ability, strong mental force, and her Qi and blood power was also impressive; if she had a Spirit, even a useless one, she would be a Super Douluo seed, and at worst, undergo a second Awakening.

In the past year and a half, Na'er had cultivated the Body Sect's meditation method, picking it up very quickly, but without a Spirit, no matter how well she practiced, it was useless.

Regarding this, Mu Ye could only sigh with endless regret.

The difference between ordinary people and Spirit Masters was too great, first reflected in Lifespan and appearance. Thinking that the youngest and cutest of his three Disciples would pass away a hundred years later, he couldn't help but feel worried. Their entire Sect was made up of emotional people.

Damn it, what kind of useless people were Na'er's Family? Not only did they not want their daughter, but they didn't even have the ability to pass on a Spirit to her. A bunch of trash and scum!

...Half a month later.

"Big Brother, Big Brother, is this the train to Mingdu?"

In front of Heaven Dou City's giant soul-guided train station, Na'er, like a lively little elf, grabbed Feng Zaixing's slender hand, looked up, and asked sweetly.

"Yes, after taking this train and transferring a few times, we'll arrive in Mingdu."

Feng Zaixing held Na'er's hand with one hand, gently stroked Na'er's smooth, fair forehead, and smiled tenderly.

He was 1.55 meters tall, exceptionally tall among his peers, his white uniform spotless, and he himself was full of vigor.

"Great! Na'er heard Mingdu is very big. Will Big Brother accompany Na'er for a walk?"

Na'er placed her hands in front of her, her crystal-clear purple eyes sparkling with hope, moving slightly.

She carefully raised her cheek and tentatively said, "Na'er knows Big Brother is very busy, but if Big Brother could accompany Na'er… no, accompany Na'er for a walk once every three months, that would be great, okay?"

"Three months is too long; of course, it'll be once a month." Feng Zaixing shook his head and chuckled. Going to the Spirit Transfer Pagoda once a month, he always had time to spend with little Na'er.

Speaking of which, his lifestyle had always been very simple, just like the ascetic Cultivators of ancient times, until Na'er appeared, his life was no longer so monotonous.

"Yay! Big Brother is the best!"

Na'er jumped up, two small dimples appearing in her sweet smile, making her lovely. Many travelers couldn't help but focus their gaze on this strikingly beautiful brother and sister.

So pleasing to the eye, so beautiful, they really wanted to see them up close.

However, when everyone saw the bald giant A Ruheng, over two and a half meters tall, and Mu Ye standing beside the siblings, this impulse vanished. The two bodyguards clearly looked like tough guys.

The crowd was like a tide, bustling with activity, the sunlight brilliant, pouring down and illuminating the vision of a World.

Feng Zaixing looked at the people coming from all directions, and a few inexplicable smiles gradually formed at the corners of his mouth.

"There are quite a few notable people on this train. I hope I won't be the train killer."

"Mingdu, I'm here."

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