Tang Hao glanced at him.
His eyes held a hint of indifference.
In his view.
The eldest son was mediocre in both martial spirit and physical attributes.
It did not inherit the domineering nature of the Clear Sky Hammer.
It also did not inherit the resilience of the Blue Silver Emperor.
He's a complete loser.
Suddenly you want to forge iron?
It's probably just a passing fad, nothing more than a three-minute fad.
"what ever."
Tang Hao coldly uttered two words and continued to pour wine.
Don't waste my good charcoal.
Tang Tian shrugged.
I've long been used to my cheap dad's attitude.
As long as the stove works, it's fine.
Flames rose, and the temperature gradually increased.
Tang Tian threw the rusty, broken knife into the furnace.
As the flames licked at it, the iron block gradually turned red and softened.
Next comes the crucial moment.
Tang Tian took a deep breath, and a flash of light appeared in his left palm.
Buzz—!
That little iron hammer that had been neglected for two whole days.
It was finally summoned.
That instant.
Tang Tian's spiritual sea seemed to have exploded.
Little Hammer, who had been feigning death and even showing signs of turning evil.
The instant you feel the outside air.
Instantly fully restored!
[Little Hammer (Tsundere in Full Force)]
My plan worked!
You must feel incredibly guilty!
Feeling ignored?
[You idiot Tang Tian, take this!]
Hmph!
I knew it! I knew it!
What good is that useless weed? When it really matters, you still have to rely on me.
Only my noble Sumeru hammer blank can help you complete the crucial task of forging!
[How about it? Regret ignoring me now? Now you know who your real benefactor is, right?]
Hmph! I wasn't going to bother with you anyway...
But since you've finally come to your senses, I'll take pity on you and help you this once!
Looking at the messages that flooded the screen instantly.
Tang Tian chuckled inwardly.
Sure enough, a proud and arrogant person is a proud and arrogant person.
Give her a way out, and she can win herself over.
They even started to mentally create dramatic scenarios for themselves.
[Little Hammer (acting arrogantly)]
However... I can't forgive him so easily this time.
I want to give him a taste of success first, make him dependent on me, and then I'll firmly reject him!
That's right! This is the classic case of playing hard to get!
I want him to kneel on the ground, begging me and crying as he says he was wrong!
[Ha ha ha ha! ]
Accompanied by Little Hammer's childish inner monologue.
She was originally hitting herself.
It even developed a faint dark sheen.
An unprecedented sense of ease spread through Tang Tian's arm.
It was as if the hammer had come to life.
They are actively cooperating with his efforts.
"Is this the benefit of a martial soul having self-awareness?"
Tang Tian was overjoyed.
"Even though I haven't learned the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique."
"But with the help of the small hammer, the feel of hammering is surprisingly smooth!"
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The crisp sound of hammering echoed in the blacksmith's shop.
Tang Tian's eyes were focused, and each hammer strike was incredibly precise.
The red-hot iron block deformed, stretched, and extended continuously under his hammer.
Tang Hao sat to the side, observing coldly.
His eyes gradually changed as well.
At first, I was dismissive.
Then came the doubt.
It ended in shock!
There was even a hint of emotion that was hard to hide.
Because what Tang Tian forged was not swords, daggers, or farm tools.
He took that piece of iron.
Slowly, it was forged into a slender vine shape.
Then, at the end of the vine, two lifelike leaves were tapped out.
That is...
Blue Silver Grass!
Tang Hao's hand holding the wine bottle trembled slightly.
Through the red-hot iron.
He seemed to see that haunting figure again.
Ah Gin...
Even the blue silver grass forged from steel.
It even exudes a gentle charm.
How did this kid... manage to do that?
He clearly had no blacksmithing skills whatsoever.
How can you type out something so lifelike?
Meanwhile, Tang San was also dumbfounded.
"Is this Blue Silver Grass?"
"Brother, you went through all that trouble to melt down that precious sword, just to make a Blue Silver Grass ornament?"
"And this shape looks like a circle? Or a bracelet?"
Tang San couldn't understand.
In his view.
Blacksmiths exist to forge weapons and tools.
This is an artwork that has absolutely no practical value.
What's the point besides wasting time and energy?
But Tang Tian didn't care about what others thought.
He was completely absorbed, as if he were carving a rare treasure.
In his spiritual world.
Another chaotic scene is quietly unfolding.
Because Tang Tian summoned his second martial soul.
Little Blue felt very uneasy and was now timidly hiding in a corner, peeking out.
Blue Silver Grass (Affected by Gains and Losses)
The master used that hammer again...
[As expected, my master needs strength more than I do, doesn't he?]
That hammer is amazing...
Although I hate to admit it, she's really strong...
The moment she appeared, the master's expression changed...
[Waaah... Am I going to fall out of favor?]
[It doesn't matter...]
As long as the master is happy...
I'd be willing to be just a decorative accessory...
[Just don't throw me away...]
Looking at Xiao Lan's humble and insignificant thoughts.
Tang Tian's heart softened.
But he did not stop what he was doing.
Instead, it accelerated the forging process.
Because he knew that only the final product mattered.
That's the best way to reassure Xiao Lan.
finally.
With a final, crisp "clang".
The iron blue silver grass ring was fully formed.
Tang Tian picked it up with pliers and put it into water to quench it.
Sizzle—!
White smoke rose.
One with a simple and ancient design.
Yet it exudes a unique gentleness from the black iron ring.
It lies quietly in the water.
Although it is cold and hard steel, it seems to have the warmth of life.
Tang Tian smiled with satisfaction.
He carefully dried the iron ring and polished it meticulously.
Then, under Tang Hao's complicated gaze, he put away the iron ring, turned around and went back into the house.
"I'm going back."
Tang Hao remained silent.
He just stared at that figure from behind and took a big gulp of wine.
In that instant, he actually felt something for his eldest son, who was always so carefree and irresponsible.
It might not be as simple as he imagined.
The way he focused on one thing really reminded me of myself back then.
"Hey mistress, go see what he's up to."
Tang Hao said in a hoarse voice.
Actually, he wanted to go too.
But his damn pride wouldn't allow him to back down.
Tang San nodded; he had been incredibly curious for a long time too.
He tiptoed into the inner room.
The moment Tang San pushed open the door, he froze.
Tang Tian was sitting on the edge of the bed.
He held the blue Blue Silver Grass martial spirit in his palm.
And that black iron ring that had just been made.
He was carefully putting it on his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul.
It's like a ring tailor-made for her.
Tang Tian looked at the little blue thing in his hand, his eyes so tender they seemed to melt with affection:
"Do you like the gift I gave you?"
"Although it's just ordinary iron."
"But I've incorporated all your favorite treasures into this."
"Take this with you from now on, just like I'll always be with you."
Tang San was completely petrified.
What kind of operation is this?
The eldest brother not only speaks to the martial spirit.
They're even giving rings to martial spirits now?!
This is no longer just being possessed!
This is insanity!
He opened his mouth, wanting to ask, "Brother, are you alright?"
But seeing the focused and happy expression on my older brother's face...
All the words stuck in his throat.
Finally, all I could manage to squeeze out was a dry, labored sentence:
"Brother, this gift is quite unique."
Tang Tian turned and glanced at him, then said matter-of-factly:
"That's right, don't you even look at who hit him?"
"This is a gift, so it has to be unique."
Tang San: "..."
It's hopeless, utterly hopeless.
However, what's even more hopeless is Tang Tian's mental state.
This moment.
Little Hammer, who was originally gloating and thinking he had done a great job, was completely dumbfounded!
[Little Hammer (brain malfunctioning):]
[???]
Wait, what's going on?
Did I make that metal ring?
I worked so hard all day, put in so much effort, and cooperated so perfectly...
[So what I typed out was for that piece of trash?!]
[Aaaaaaah!!!]
Tang Tian! You're not human!
What do you take me for? A hammer?!
You're using me as a laborer to curry favor with that good-for-nothing?!
I'm so angry! I'm so angry!
I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill that blade of grass!
[Ding! Little Hammer has suffered an unprecedented mental blow!]
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Little Hammer was so angry he trembled all over.
He was just about to rush out and give Tang Tian a giant Sumeru Hammer head smash.
As it turned out, Tang Tian reacted quickly and decisively.
They simply shoved her back into the deepest corner.
"Sweetie, stop fooling around!"
By this time, Xiao Lan had completely fallen for him.
She held the blue silver grass iron ring tightly with two leaves.
This was made by the owner himself!
He even used his most precious childhood treasure!
I even made it look just like me!
Does this mean that my master actually loves me the most?
[Blue Silver Grass (So touching I cried)]
[Waaaaah... Master...]
I was wrong... I shouldn't have doubted you...
So you were using that hammer just now as a gift for me...
I'm so happy...
I feel my whole body brimming with energy...
I will protect my master!
[Ding! Your personalized gift offensive has been a resounding success!]
[Blue Silver Grass senses your profound love!]
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