Douluo: The Thousand-Faced Angel in Dragon King

Chapter 16: Forging Assessment, Apprenticeship to Zhenhua

"Your Majesty the Divine Craftsman, long time no see." When Le Hanwen saw Zhenhua, a smile appeared on his face and he greeted him.

Zhenhua nodded slightly, exchanged a few words with Le Hanwen, then looked at Qian Mo and Gu Yuena, impatiently saying, "I heard that the Holy Angel family has a genius who's already a second-level blacksmith at the age of seven. Won't you let me meet him?"

Le Hanwen gently pushed Qianmo, who understood and stepped forward, saying respectfully, "Junior Qianmo greets His Majesty the Divine Craftsman."

Zhenhua cast a scrutinizing gaze on Qian Mo, looking him up and down carefully.

As Qian Mo practiced, his control over the six-winged seraph spirit became better and better, and the special aura he exuded became more and more obvious.

Standing around Qian Mo, as long as he doesn't deliberately hide his aura, your eyes will be involuntarily attracted to him, and then you will praise him in your heart, what a handsome and extraordinary young man.

For example, Gu Yuena often stared at Qian Mo in a trance, and then Qian Mo noticed her and teased her.

Zhenhua stretched out his big hand, placed it on Qianmo's shoulder and squeezed it, and a warm current instantly flowed through Qianmo's whole body.

"Wow, what an excellent physical fitness." Zhenhua looked a little surprised. "If you were a true martial spirit, an old friend of mine would probably be very interested in you."

Qian Mo raised his eyebrows. The old friend Zhenhua mentioned was most likely Makino.

"Come on, go to the forging room and let me see your skills."

Zhenhua stood up and took the three of them into the depths of the top floor and into his exclusive forging room.

The facilities in the Godcrafter's forging room are very simple, with only a huge forging table and several shelves filled with various rare metals.

"Pick out a piece of metal at random and purify it by forging it a hundred times." Zhenhua pointed at the shelf and instructed Qianmo. He wanted to observe Qianmo's forging carefully.

Qian Mo nodded, walked to the shelf, carefully selected it, and finally chose a metal called thorium.

The biggest feature of the metal thorium is its strong inclusiveness. It can accommodate various elements such as fire, water, and earth. It is very consistent with the diverse combat methods of the divine mask and is one of the metals required for Qianmo's future battle armor.

Qian Mo placed the thorium on the forging table, gently stroked the thorium with his left hand, and a blazing holy flame burned in his right hand.

"Ok?"

The moment Qian Mo touched the thorium, Zhen Hua, who was observing quietly at the side, keenly sensed that the thorium actually emitted a slight sense of flattery.

This discovery greatly increased Zhenhua's interest in Qianmo, and he lowered his arms that were folded across his chest.

Qian Mo did not choose the fire in the forging table, but placed the holy flame in the forging table to heat the silver.

The Holy Flame itself contained the ultimate properties, a supreme fire, inherently a fire of extremely high quality. Furthermore, Qian Mo had been using the Holy Flame since he began learning forging, and it was the most comfortable to use.

"Hu~~"

Qian Mo let out a long breath, his breathing gradually became even, his eyes focused, and he took out a black hammer with his right hand and swung it out with great swiftness.

"boom!"

At this moment, Thorin and Qianmo ran towards each other, and in an instant Qianmo and Thorin entered a state of fusion.

Fusion is the process by which the blacksmith and the metal they forge resonate with each other, entering a state of wondrous fusion. This state often results in exquisite craftsmanship, as the forged work embodies the blacksmith's emotions and philosophy. Upon witnessing this scene, Zhenhua was stunned, his worldview reeling. Fusion at the first blow of the hammer? Are you two related by blood, or something?
Qian Mo swung the forging hammer rapidly, hammering the silver continuously like a storm.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Every time the hammer fell, Qian Mo would get clear feedback on the changes in the internal texture of the thorium.

As the hammers fell, the silver kept changing its shape with each strike, and the buzzing sound kept responding to Qian Mo's strikes.

As time went on, the sound produced by the forging hammer colliding with the silver became more and more beautiful.

The silver gradually shrank, but its texture continued to improve, becoming clearer and more reasonable, as if emitting some kind of faint light.

"when!"

After the last hammer fell, the silver was now almost a circle smaller than before, and the gorgeous and complex patterns on its surface seemed to contain a bit of vitality.

Qian Mo put away the forging hammer, extinguished the holy flame, breathed slightly heavily, his chest heaving slightly, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

The forging room fell into a brief silence. Le Hanwen and Gu Yuena, standing in the corner, looked at each other, completely unaware of what had happened. Zhenhua just stared at Qian Mo blankly, the fire in his eyes growing brighter and brighter. In the end, it was Qian Mo who spoke up to break the silence.

"Senior, what do you think of my Hundred Forgings?"

"One hundred forgings?" Zhenhua laughed bitterly and said helplessly, "You really don't know how to appreciate the blessings you have. This is not just one hundred forgings, you're almost a thousand forgings!"

"Ah!" Qian Mo looked at the thorium on the forging table. He was just hammering it according to the method of a hundred forgings, so how come it was almost a thousand forgings?

"As the saying goes, a thousand forgings make it refined, and a hundred forgings purify it. A thousand forgings is the initial step to give life to metal. A piece of work made by a thousand forgings is actually a living being created by our blacksmiths. Metals with life are the most precious existence, and they will sublimate their own unique characteristics." Zhenhua explained.

"Your life has begun to blend with the thorium. Your aura is constantly infused into the thorium with its open heart, automatically giving it life. However, you are unaware of this."

Qian Mo pinched his chin, understood what Zhenhua meant, and sighed.

"It seems that my understanding is still not enough. I didn't even know that the Thousand Forgings had begun."

"No, this has nothing to do with comprehension," Zhenhua said seriously, word for word. "This is your innate talent. If you use it for forging, you will surely shock the entire forging world!"

"Child, your name is Qian Mo, right? Would you like to be my student? I promise that I will train you to become the next master craftsman." Zhenhua said solemnly.

At the same time, he had already made up his mind that he would accept this apprentice and would force him to learn forging from him even if he had to be tied up.

Upon hearing this, Qian Mo immediately knelt on the ground and paid his respects to his master.

"Student Qianmo greets the teacher."

"Okay, okay!" Zhenhua's face was filled with a smile that he couldn't hide. He reached out and helped Qian Mo up from the ground. "I don't need so many red tape here. As long as the intention is there, that's all."

Seeing that the trip was complete, Le Hanwen also walked over with a bright smile, clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty the Divine Craftsman, for helping this young generation of our clan."

"Hahaha, I should thank you for sending such a talented blacksmith." Zhenhua said.

(End of this chapter)