Gal Douluo: Love Becomes God

At first, I was dismissive.

Then came the doubt.

In the end, it turned into shock!

There was even a hint of barely concealed emotion.

Because what Tang Tian forged was not a sword, dagger, or any kind of farm tool or ironware.

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 Yin...

Even the blue silver grass made of steel.

It even exudes a gentle charm.

How did this kid... manage to do that?

He clearly has no blacksmithing skills whatsoever.

How can you type out such a similar feeling?

Meanwhile, Tang San was also dumbfounded.

"Is this Blue Silver Grass?"

"Brother, you went to 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 kind of artwork has no practical value whatsoever.

Besides wasting time and energy, what's the point?

But Tang Tian didn't care about what others thought.

He was completely absorbed, as if he were sculpting 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.

Blue Silver Grass (Affected by Gains and Losses)

The master used that hammer again...

[As expected, 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...

[Ugh... Am I going to fall out of favor?]

【It doesn’t matter……】

As long as the master is happy...

I'd be willing to use it even just as a decorative item...

[Just don't throw me away...]

Looking at Xiao Lan's humble, almost dusty, inner voice.

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 completely formed.

Tang Tian used pliers to clamp it and put it into water to quench it.

Sizzle—!

White smoke rose.

A simple and rustic design.

Yet it exudes a unique gentleness from the black iron ring.

It lay 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 wiped the iron ring dry and polished it thoroughly.

Then, under Tang Hao's complicated gaze, she put away the iron ring and turned to go back into the house.

"I'm going back."

Tang Hao did not speak.

He just stared at that back view and took a big gulp of wine.

In that instant, he actually felt that this eldest son, who was always so carefree and irresponsible, was...

Perhaps it's not as simple as he imagined.

That focused look in my eyes really reminds 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 Silver Grass martial spirit in his palm.

And that black iron ring that had just been made.

He was carefully putting it on the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul.

It's like a ring made just for her.

Tang Tian looked at the little blue thing in his hand, his eyes so tender they seemed to melt with tears:

"Did you like the gift I gave you?"

"Although it is just ordinary iron."

“But I’ve incorporated all your favorite treasures into this.”

"From now on, take it with you, just like I'll always be with you."

Tang San was completely petrified.

What kind of operation is this?

The eldest brother not only spoke to the martial spirit.

They're even giving rings to martial spirits now?!

This is beyond being obsessed!

This is mental derangement!

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 my 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, they don't even look at who hit them."

"This is a gift, so it must be unique."

Tang San:"……"

It's hopeless, utterly hopeless.

However, what's even more hopeless is Tang Tian's mental state.

This moment.

Little Iron 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 iron ring?

I worked so hard all day, put in so much effort, and cooperated so perfectly...

[So the item I created was for that useless weed?!]

【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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