Chapter Thirty: Blood Sacrifice, Thousand Forges

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Actually, before he even got there, Tang Wulin had already walked up and was looking seriously at his own creation.

Compared to before, it had grown significantly larger. Its original bright silver color had transformed into a dull, metallic grayish-gold hue, deep, introspective, and ancient—that was Tang Wulin's first impression. On that grayish-metallic surface, layers of wave-like patterns seemed to contain boundless vitality. What was even more peculiar was that when Tang Wulin saw it, he felt a sense of being blood-connected to it.

This feeling is particularly wonderful, as if this piece of jade had always been a part of my body.

"Māng's voice came from behind, "To be frank, I didn't expect you to succeed on your first attempt at Thousand Forging. This has a lot to do with your physique and strength, but more importantly, your comprehension during the forging process. I wasn't wrong about you; in this line of work, you are a talent. Although your soul may not be suitable for forging, your aptitude in comprehension, as well as your divine power, have completely made up for it."

Tang Ziran looked at Mang with a hint of surprise. He knew this old friend well; for someone like him to say so much praise wasn't an easy feat.

"Mengge, you mustn't spoil this child too much," Tang Ziran said with a smile.

Meng glanced at him and said, "I've already restrained myself." Yes, he hadn't exaggerated. At least he hadn't mentioned everything, Tang Wulin had created the youngest record for a Thousand Forging Master in the Federation. If his age and this piece of silver were made public, it would surely cause a stir in the forging world.

"Now do you understand what a thousand temperings is" Mang asked Tang Wulin. His teaching style was unconventional, as he didn't usually teach too much. He only offered guidance when his disciples had insights during practical exercises.

Tang Wulin lightly nodded, “It seems, it gained life later on. Every time I hammered it, I could hear the sound it made.”

Meng laughed again, this time the smiles on his face outnumbered all those from the past year combined.

“Right, you got it. A thousand forges refine, a hundred purify. What's removed is impurity. But a thousand forges imbue with life. A piece forged a thousand times isn't just metal; it's a being created by our smiths. Metal with life is the most precious thing, it’s what allows them to develop their unique qualities.”

"A thousand hammerings forge perfection" Tang Wulin muttered these four words, his eyes suddenly shining with brilliance.

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“This is your first piece of work forged a thousand times, in our forging world there’s a tradition. Every blacksmith when they forge their first thousand-forged piece, this thousand-forged piece has to undergo a blood sacrifice, thereby making it forever become their own collection.”

"Blood sacrifice What's that" Tang Wulin asked curiously.

"If Qian Dan is to bestow life upon metals, then blood sacrifice is to bind it to your bloodline. To become something akin to a part of your own body. Metal forged through blood sacrifice even gains, in a certain sense, a faint sentience connected to your bloodline. Thus, it elevates into possessing even stronger characteristics."

Tang Zi Ran, standing beside them, couldn't help but interject, "Mang brother, if every piece of a Thousand Forging work were to be blood sacrificed, how much blood would your blacksmiths lose!"

"Don't spout nonsense if you don't understand. Do you think every thousand forged item is worthy of a blood sacrifice"

"The first thousand-forged piece a blacksmith creates must undergo a blood sacrifice. This is the rule. Aside from that, the blood sacrifice method is rarely used. Generally, it's only used for works that the blacksmith themselves are extremely satisfied with and intend to use. Once a blood sacrifice has been performed, the metal can only be used by him. No one else, whether forging or using it, will be recognized by the metal. If forced to forge beyond its limits, the metal will collapse directly. This is akin to a recognition ceremony."

Therefore, the finished products forged a thousand times are generally not sacrificed with blood. Unless the customer requests to perform the blood sacrifice themselves, it will not be used. Wulin, I also want to emphasize to you that in the future, unless you particularly need rare metals and forge them extremely successfully, do not easily use blood sacrifices. It will damage your vital energy.

"Yes, Teacher," Tang Wulin nodded firmly, but his gaze remained fixed on the piece of silver.

"It's yours now." Mango smiled.

"But, teacher, I can't afford it," Tang Wulin exclaimed, turning back in surprise.

"This is what you deserve. Silver has a price, but a thousand forges have no price. Besides, according to the rules of the forging world, no matter who provides the material, the first piece forged with a thousand forges belongs to the blacksmith themselves. You can't forge much with this tungsten steel hammer anymore, so this large chunk of silver is perfect for re-forging two new hammers. Before you report to the intermediate academy, finish casting them first. I'm also very curious to see what kind of sublimation effect your first thousand forged piece will have."

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"You really gave it to me" Tang Wulin's eyes were clearly filled with excitement.

"Can I still fool you" Mang said angrily. "It's getting late, go back first and rest up. Come over early tomorrow morning, and I'll forge your silver hammer for you."

"Woohoo, thank you, teacher!" Tang Wulin shouted with glee, bowing deeply to Meng. Then, he excitedly held the silver slab tightly in his arms.

The thousand-forged silver felt extremely heavy in Tang Wulin's hand. He estimated that this large chunk of silver probably weighed close to three hundred kilograms. However, it didn't seem too big in size.

The moment he touched the metal, he instantly felt a connection to his teacher's bloodline. As he held it, Tang Wulin felt as if it had always been a part of him. The sensation was both wonderful and strange. What kind of effect would it have if he forged it into his own hammer

The next few, Tang Wulin was completely immersed in the forging and the sense of accomplishment that forging brought him, making him full of energy.

He didn't know that when he finished his thousand forges, Meng was truly impressed with him and even stopped doing his own work just to carefully teach him.

After a thousand trials and tribulations, the silver hammer forged over thousands of times, finally completed.

Looking at the pair of hammers on the anvil, Tang Wulin's heart was filled with satisfaction. The thousand-forged silver forging had only been a blank, until now, this was his first piece of a thousand-forged work.

Visually, this Thousand Forge Silver Hammer doesn't differ much from the previous Tungsten Steel Hammer, even in size. But its weight is several times heavier. If it weren't for Tang Wulin's significantly increased strength after obtaining his soul core, wielding it wouldn't be easy.Station. 。Wu Changkong was still in his usual white attire, without any salutation. He clearly had a storage soul tool. 。Tang Wulin was the same, he only brought a few pieces of clothing and his two...