Douluo Dragon King: I, the wielder of the Holy Sword, will vanquish all evil.

Chapter 6: Speak to my intuition!
She was a girl who looked to be about ten years old, with a slender figure and beautiful features. Her long golden hair was tied into a ponytail and swayed gently, and beneath her bangs were a pair of clear and bright eyes.

"Hello, Uncle Su." Mu Xi was polite and dignified, then curiously looked at the boy next to Su Wuyan.

With Su Qiu's current adorable appearance, he's simply irresistible to men, women, young and old. Especially the tuft of hair on his head that sways back and forth, making Mu Xi's heart itch.

After his martial spirit awakened, Su Qiu developed a cowlick on his head, unaware of it since he hadn't looked in a mirror yet. Su Wuyan, on the other hand, couldn't be bothered to pay attention to such a trivial matter.

"Xiao Qiu is here too."

Mu Chen looked up, his impatient expression instantly changing to a beaming smile. Cute children are always endearing.

He suddenly remembered that today was Awakening Day, and he figured Su Qiu must have just awakened her Martial Soul and come over.

Perfect timing, let's see how talented Xiao Qiu is physically. Strength is paramount if you want to master forging.

"Xiao Qiu wants to learn forging. Come with me, let's go to the forging room and take a little test."

Ignoring Su Wuyan in front of him and completely treating him as if he didn't exist, Mu Chen pulled Su Qiu out the door and headed towards a forging room.

"Tsk." With a sneer, Su Wuyan turned and followed.

With curiosity in her beautiful eyes, Mu Xi ran over on her short legs.

along the way.

A pang of regret flashed through Mu Chen's mind. Seeing Su Qiu again reminded him of that stunning couple. Their top-tier talent, coupled with their Martial Soul Fusion Technique, almost guaranteed them to become Limit Douluo. What a pity.

Entering the forging room, Mu Chen casually picked up a forging hammer weighing about 100 pounds and handed it to Su Qiu, saying softly, "Xiao Qiu, give it a try."

Su Wuyan said impatiently, "I've already tested Xiao Qiu's physical fitness and strength; they're about right."

"Did I ask you?" Mu Chen glared at him and retorted without any politeness, "You know about forging but I know about forging?" The scoundrel was even pointing fingers at him.

Mu Chen didn't say the second half of the sentence, afraid that the other party would get angry.

Su Wuyan snorted, unusually refraining from retorting. He decided to tolerate it for the time being, considering it was for Xiao Qiu's sake.

He picked up the forging hammer with ease; a hundred pounds was no effort for Su Qiu. He swung it around casually, as if it were nothing in his hand.

"Not bad." Mu Chen was somewhat surprised. This child's strength was at least a thousand jin, and he was only six years old and had just awakened his martial soul.

Take out a piece of rare metal, immersion silver, and place it on the forging table.

"Try hammering iron with the hammer in your hand."

"Uncle Mu, I don't know how to forge iron." Su Qiu hesitated. He was fine with strength tests, but he knew nothing about forging iron.

"It's okay, just tap it a few times."

For Mu Chen, an eighth-level master craftsman, one can almost tell a person's talent from their first encounter with blacksmithing.

Of course, testing talent in this way is too arbitrary, but with his insight, he can already see a lot.

"boom!"

He swung the hammer and smashed it hard, the booming metallic sound echoing inside the room.

"Bang, bang, bang"

Hammer after hammer, the movements direct and forceful, without any technique for deflecting or generating power. Su Qiu was simply venting his immense strength haphazardly onto the metal.

With each metallic clang, Mu Chen's brows furrowed more deeply.

Mu Xi, watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle. She was in a great mood today, having successfully completed the hundred-fold forging for the first time, and the ugly blacksmithing made her feel incredibly superior. She completely forgot that the other person was a first-time blacksmith, using a hundred-pound forging hammer.

With his mouth slightly open, Mu Chen prepared to call a halt; he had already discerned many things.

"boom--"

The metallic sound suddenly changed.

Huh?
wrong!

The chaotic metallic roar suddenly changed.

The crisp and dense sounds are very pleasant to the ear in terms of both rhythm and frequency.

It sounded like music was being played.

Su Qiu didn't know when it started, but his eyes were vacant, and his mind was blank. He seemed to have entered a strange state, completely surrendering his body to his sixth sense, repeatedly striking the metal. The angle and force of each hammer blow were almost perfect.

"boom!"

As the final hammer fell.

The hundred forgings are complete!
Silence fell over the forging room.

"Xiao Qiu, how did you do that!" Mu Chen stepped forward, grabbed Su Qiu's shoulders, and shook her excitedly. That was Hundred-Refined Heavy Silver! Even a Level Two Blacksmith's standard wasn't that high. Not to mention, this was his first time even trying forging!
Even Su Wuyan understood the significance of this.

"I just went with the flow and played casually, and that's how it was."

Su Qiu felt a little guilty, because his "hundred-fold forging" was actually largely unfounded and relied entirely on intuition.

He only discovered this when he was halfway through forging the sword; it seemed that the Holy Sword had not only modified his soul skills but also granted him intuitive abilities.

Intuition is the ability to instantly determine the most appropriate course of action in battle, and can even extend to the realm of predicting the future.

His intuition was even more special, allowing him to apply it to forging. It enabled him to complete a hundred forgings effortlessly, relying solely on his pure sixth sense.

simply put.

He opened it.

I have to say, being a Holy Sword wielder is really easy; the Holy Sword practically feeds you right to the mouth.

"I couldn't do it again."

This is a lie.

Although Su Qiu didn't know the reason, his intuition allowed him to replicate this Hundred Forging process no matter how many times he tried.

"That's incredibly impressive." Mu Chen's eyes burned with desire; his apprentice possessed the talent of a divine craftsman!

He completed the hundred-fold forging on his first attempt, relying solely on his intuition. He was absolutely confident that he could train Su Qiu to become a master craftsman.

"Uncle Mu."

"What Uncle Mu? Call me teacher!"

"Um, teacher, why don't you take a look over there first?" Su Qiu tilted her head.

Mu Chen followed Su Qiu's gaze and saw a girl standing there. He was then surprised to realize that his daughter was also there.

Mu Xi, who had been all smiles, could no longer laugh. Her eyes were red, her teeth were clenched, and tears welled up in her pupils.

Clearly, Mu Xi had broken down.

The girl was filled with resentment.

Why?

Because of her gender, her father never supported her choice of forging. But Mu Xi started practicing forging with a specially made small iron hammer at the age of five, and it took her two years of persistence to finally win over her father.

Three years later, she has successfully achieved the 100-fold forging skill. All she needs to do now is practice with other metals to become a first-class blacksmith.

No one knows how much sweat and toil she has put in over the years.

But why, why is it that some people can easily surpass her on their first attempt without any effort?

It was still a hundred-fold forging done with sunken silver, a level that was unattainable for her at the moment.

"dad"

With her Dao heart shattered, Mu Xi choked back sobs and suddenly threw herself into Mu Chen's arms, burying her face in her hands and weeping bitterly.

"Sigh." Patting his daughter's back, Mu Chen had a terrible headache, racking his brains to figure out how to appease her.

Su Qiu, standing to the side, remained completely unmoved by this, and even felt a little amused.

It's just that a strong-willed kid was discouraged by a genius; it's not a big deal.

Besides, Su Qiu never expected himself to be such a genius.

There's nothing we can do but tell him what his intuition tells him!
(End of this chapter)