The crazy uncle-master went on a killing spree, and the whole sect was burned to death!

Chapter 760 Sword Forging Challenge
Song Wanning still couldn't figure out where she was.

But one thing is certain: that Engineer Ning is no ordinary person.

This might be the breakthrough point.

Song Wanning happened to be very interested in sword forging, after all, her spirit sword was waiting to be upgraded into a celestial sword.

Now that I have this opportunity, I should definitely study it carefully.

So she settled down and prepared to participate in the apprenticeship ceremony.

But... we don't know where that person is, or if they've also come to the Ning residence?
Song Wanning's lips curled slightly, a cold glint flashing in her eyes, before she found a place to rest on her own.

...

Time passed by, and Song Wanning rested in her hotel room for the night before getting up early the next morning.

At this moment, the courtyard behind was already full of people, all of whom had come to participate in the apprenticeship ceremony. They stood there densely packed, eagerly waiting.

Song Wanning's appearance went unnoticed by anyone.

But Song Wanning noticed someone else, none other than the young master Xue from before.

Young Master Xue was a man of exceptional talent and appearance; just by standing there, he made everyone around him pale in comparison.

It wasn't that he was particularly handsome, but rather that his aloof and cool demeanor created a natural barrier between him and those around him.

Song Wanning glanced at him a few more times, and just as she was about to look away, Young Master Xue suddenly turned his head and looked at her.

Their eyes met.

Young Master Xue suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth, revealing a cruel smile tinged with a hint of ferocity.

The expression on his face quickly shattered his usual coldness, revealing only a sinister and ruthless air.

Song Wanning frowned and glared at Young Master Xue.

This young master Xue is also unlike that cultivator; their temperaments are completely different.

But the other party's attitude was definitely not right.

Could it be another cultivator?
But he doesn't seem like the junior brother on the shore either...

Song Wanning felt a sense of doubt and also became wary of that young master Xue.

This person is definitely going to cause trouble; their malice is so obvious.

Soon, the much-anticipated Engineer Ning finally appeared.

Contrary to Song Wanning's expectations of a swordsmith, this person was actually a frail-looking young man, appearing to be about twenty years old. His demeanor was very gentle and scholarly, more like a civil official than a swordsmith.

But the people around him became excited as soon as they saw him, wishing they could be selected by Engineer Ning immediately.

"I am very grateful that everyone has traveled a long way to gather here. I'm sure you all know the purpose of this trip, so I won't go on and on!"

Ning Gong's expression was indifferent, and even when he spoke politely, he showed no emotional fluctuation whatsoever.

He glanced at the people around him, and then immediately ordered his servants to bring up all the tools.

"My first hurdle in selecting disciples is very simple: forging sword blanks!"

Only those who successfully complete the forging process can advance to the next round of selection!

He stated his demands with a cold expression, and then sat down to the side.

He does seem to be in poor health.

Song Wanning stared at him for a few seconds before looking at the things that had been brought up.

Each person has a piece of fine iron and a hammer.

Having nothing else meant that everyone had to rely solely on physical strength to forge the sword blanks.

That makes sense, though. How can a swordsmith forge a sword if he doesn't have the physical strength?

Without any questions, Song Wanning reached out to grab the hammer.

The hammer fell suddenly, grazing the tip of the shoe, and almost smashed a small hole in the ground.

Song Wanning was startled and gritted her teeth. Who would have thought that she would be so frail and weak one day?

But she's the kind of person who can't be forced; the more she can't lift something, the more she wants to pick it up.

So she began to try again and again, gritting her teeth as she tried to pick up the hammer.

Her appearance drew ridicule from many. "She can't even lift a hammer, what's she doing learning sword forging?"

"Exactly! Women should stay at home, be good wives and mothers, why do they have to come out and embarrass themselves!"

Many people looked at Song Wanning with disdain.

Song Wanning was already somewhat unconvinced, and upon hearing this, she suddenly mustered her courage and struggled to pick up the hammer.

She then landed heavily on the stone platform in front of her.

A loud bang startled the people who were still mocking him.

Especially Song Wanning's murderous gaze, it was quite frightening!

Everyone fell silent and began picking up their hammers.

But once they got their hands on the hammer, their smiles vanished.

This hammer is clearly something's wrong; it's more than ten times the weight of a normal hammer. No wonder that woman couldn't lift it.

Those who had initially looked down on him were quickly proven wrong, as the sound of hammers falling echoed throughout the yard.

The sounds rose and fell, like a musical performance.

Their faces turned red as they desperately pulled on the hammer.

As a result, more than 20 people were eliminated before they even picked up the hammer.

Now no one dared to laugh at Song Wanning anymore.

But Young Master Xue stood out among the group. He picked up the hammer with ease and began to forge rhythmically.

The waving motions were quite pleasing to the eye.

"Tsk, as expected of Young Master Xue, his forging skills are truly impressive!"

"That's right. Young Master Xue was a child prodigy from a young age. Nothing could stump him. It's just a pity that he was born with a weak and sickly body, which means he's destined not to live long."

"that is!"

Everyone felt it was a great pity, as Young Master Xue's name was renowned throughout several countries.

It's just a pity that his health was too poor.

But at this moment, he didn't look sick at all.

Song Wanning mentally complained, and then began to think of ways to forge a sword blank.

She let out a long breath, then rubbed her hands together and tried to pick up the hammer again.

This time, the hammer seemed to be a bit heavier.

She gritted her teeth and tried more than ten times before she finally managed to lift the hammer.

"boom--"

The hammer slammed down hard on the refined iron.

The refined iron remained completely unchanged, without any deformation, and looked extremely sturdy.

On the contrary, Song Wanning's hands were instantly blistered, and waves of pain came.

She didn't care and raised the hammer again to smash the refined iron.

Each time you pick up the hammer, it takes more than ten attempts before you have a chance to drop it.

It's easy to imagine how much effort it would take to forge that refined iron.

At this moment, fellow disciples from the Bodhi School were also among them, their expressions serious as they vigorously swung their hammers.

Although they didn't know the significance of this place, since they had come here, there must be some opportunity.

No one wanted to give up.

However, no one could tell who the other two were, nor did they know where the other two were or who they had possessed.

...

The sound of forging could be heard intermittently in the backyard.

Ning Gong sat to the side, his gaze sweeping over everyone before finally settling on Song Wanning.

This woman looks delicate and frail, but she has clearly found her rhythm.