Douluo Continent: Ghost Rider, Heavenly Blade Burning Soul!

Chapter 87 Top-Tier, Flame Dragon Carving Knife

Qin Hao placed the molten dragon bloodstone onto the forging table.

He then gave up his position and commanded, "Begin your work! I need to see your most perfect forging skills."

"Don't worry, young master! I have great confidence in my forging skills." The setback in smelting metal just now made Giant Hammer Douluo quite embarrassed.

This time, he will give full play to his abilities.

Without saying a word, Giant Hammer Douluo immediately unleashed his Martial Soul.

The enormous iron hammer slammed down on the dragon blood stone.

With each hammer blow, the Dragon Blood Stone was infused with the spiritual and soul power of the Douluo who refused to fight.

With continued tapping, the volume of the dragon blood stone gradually decreased.

1/10——1/20——1/100.

After a few days,

Of the two hundred pounds of dragon blood stone, less than one pound remained, just a fist-sized, bright red metallic lump.

Qin Hao was heartbroken; this was a top-grade Dragon Blood Stone!

One pound can be exchanged for thousands of pounds of super-strong rare alloy.

Two hundred pounds were condensed into one pound.

This carving knife consumed 1/200 of his Dragon Bloodstone reserves.

This method of construction pained Qin Hao deeply.

As the metal mass grew smaller, each hammer blow produced a series of dragon-like roars.

The entire piece of metal seemed to possess a soul.

Giant Hammer Douluo quickly wielded his hammer to forge the lump of metal into the shape of a pre-planned carving knife.

Giant Hammer Douluo, his eyes bloodshot, shouted, "Young Master, give me some of your essence blood!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Hao forced out his essence and blood, merging it into the carving knife.

After absorbing Qin Hao's essence and blood, the carving knife glowed brightly red, with a faint fire dragon swimming inside.

"Carving knife, done!"

After shouting, Giant Hammer Douluo collapsed to the ground, exhausted. To create this piece, he had worked tirelessly for three days and three nights, swinging his hammer no less than ten thousand times.

The moment the carving knife was produced, it became connected with Qin Hao's spirit.

The carving knife can provide three attributes.

The carving knife is 18cm long, has an excellent feel, and is a bright red color. The blade has wavy dragon scales on it, and the tip is so sharp that it feels like it could pierce your eyes at first glance.

It also has three talent attributes.

【Burning: Inflicts a burning effect on soul tools made of fire-type metals and ordinary metals, continuously damaging enemies and suppressing health regeneration】

[Critical Hit: 10% chance to deal critical hit damage]

[Severe Injury: Strength Core effect bonus increased by 30%]

"Excellent carving knife! Let's call you the Flaming Dragon Carving Knife!"

Qin Hao was speechless with excitement; the three innate attributes of this Flaming Dragon Carving Blade were all extremely abnormal.

Soul tools are extremely useful for both melee and ranged combat.

After the name was given, the carving knife emitted a dragon's roar, seemingly expressing its extreme satisfaction with the name.

Giant Hammer Douluo got up from the ground and congratulated him, "Congratulations, Young Master, on obtaining such a high-quality carving knife!"

Giant Hammer Douluo was clearly very satisfied with this piece; it was undoubtedly his masterpiece of divine craftsmanship.

If it weren't for the fact that his forging technique was still somewhat lacking, he could very well have reached the level of a divine craftsman.

"Thank you for your hard work these past few days."

Qin Hao patted Giant Hammer Douluo on the shoulder, then took out several secret manuals from the Clear Sky Sect from his soul tool.

"These are the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique, the Nine Absolute Techniques of Haotian Sect, and the Great Sumeru Hammer Combat Technique. Take them and study them; they should greatly improve your strength and forging skills."

"My goodness! Young Master, you're from the Haotian Sect?"

Giant Hammer Douluo held these secret manuals in his hands, trembling with fear.

This is a closely guarded secret of the Clear Sky Sect, a treasure coveted by hammer-type Soul Masters.

Cultivating it to the highest level is comparable to a divine skill!

It's even more terrifying than the soul skills granted by a 10-year-old soul bone. This kind of thing is simply beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"Just take what's yours, don't ask any more questions."

Qin Hao didn't dare to scare him.

If he knew that these manuals were obtained from a top expert of the Haotian Sect, he would probably throw them away immediately.

"Thank you, young master. Lou Dun is willing to serve you faithfully, even at the cost of his life!"

Lou Dun was so excited he took off.

"No need for me to go through fire and water. I'll give you a week to forge another carving knife with extremely cold properties for me."

It only takes three days to make a carving knife. Qin Hao also gave him four days to rest.

Working three days on and four days off is already considered a model of integrity in the industry.

"Absolutely no problem!"

Encouraged by the three divine skills of the Haotian Sect, Giant Hammer Douluo is now full of energy.

His drowsiness vanished completely, and he even considered staying up all night to continue.

However, in order to ensure that the carving knife was in its most perfect condition, Giant Hammer Douluo abandoned the idea.

……

As soon as Giant Hammer Douluo stepped out of the forging room, he was surrounded by his friend, Giant Strength Douluo.

The Mighty Douluo looked him up and down curiously and asked, "Hammer, what did you get from the Lord of Slaughter? You look radiant!"

Giant Hammer Douluo replied, "That's certainly a good thing! But I can't tell you."

It's best not to reveal the good stuff of the Haotian Sect casually; it should only be used as a powerful trump card for self-preservation.

Otherwise, if he were targeted by the Haotian Sect, he would definitely be in deep trouble.

The Haotian Sect is the most powerful hidden sect in the world. Their true strength is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

"Ah, I truly envy you! To be favored by the Lord of Slaughter. In a few days, I'll be going to the battlefield with His Majesty!"

The Mighty Douluo was helpless; his martial soul was the Thousand Army Ant King, whose strength was in no way inferior to the Giant Hammer Douluo. His reconnaissance and perception abilities were also top-tier.

He watched as his former friends, who were once similar to him, gradually became stronger than him by obtaining good things from the Lord of Slaughter.

That feeling was worse than killing myself.

Giant Hammer Douluo comforted him, "The battlefield isn't so bad! With your abilities, once you've earned some military merit, I believe the entire Star Luo military will soon be yours."

The Thousand-Pound Ant King martial spirit does indeed have some unique advantages on the battlefield.

One can summon thousands of ants, which are powerful weapons for defeating enemies.

"That's what they say, but at our age, it's not good to keep running around like this. We don't know when it will end."

"To be honest with you, I don't think there's much of a future in following His Majesty. He's too benevolent; he can't accomplish anything significant."

"If you still consider me a brother, please put in a good word for me when you have time. I believe the Lord of Slaughter will still be able to discover my talent."

The Mighty Douluo has no desire to go to the battlefield now.

The Star Luo Empire is currently dirt poor and doesn't know when it will be able to satisfy the demand for soul bones.

The battlefield is extremely dangerous, and there is always the risk to one's life.

Then look at the City of Slaughter; they're even willing to offer up 10-year-old soul bones as rewards. Just how abundant must their resources be to dare to squander them?

Giant Hammer Douluo couldn't help but boast, "If you have the chance, I'll put in a good word for you with the young master. The Lord of Slaughter is really generous. The good stuff the young master gave me is even more powerful than 100,000 soul bones. Following him, getting stronger is as easy as drinking water."

"Good brother, don't say anything! Let's have a drink." With Lou Dun's promise, the Mighty Douluo was in a great mood.

(End of this chapter)