In Douluo Continent, I am the mastermind behind the scenes.

After the power was divided, the five families who used to dislike each other changed their attitude and turned hostility into friendship. They not only supported each other, but also intermarried for generations. Even though one family was experiencing a lack of successors, the remaining families did not kick it out of the circle.

After all... they didn't want to set a bad precedent. The five major families had been intermarrying for generations, and the heads of each family were all related to each other to some extent. They knew their own family affairs. Regardless of their strength, at least they were all of one mind and belonged to the same interest group. You never know what attitude the next family to rise to power would have. It's better to keep the meat in the pot than to eat it in the mouth of the Sea God Pavilion, right?

Going back to reality.

Xu Fangling, the head of the White Tiger Clan, spoke first, "The Vesbania ore, the sudden disappearance of eight Shrek Academy members, and the scandal involving the Yuanen family... if nothing unexpected happens, it's all the work of the same force. Now... the Sea God Pavilion doesn't want Yuanen Yehui to die, so they staged this clumsy drama with Yuanen Zhentian. Hmm... what attitude should we take towards this matter?"

"What kind of attitude can we have?" Bing Muxue said sarcastically. "We can't be fools and actually mobilize troops to besiege the Yuanen family. There's no need to do something so thankless. At most, we can respond to the voices of the lower classes and symbolically condemn the Yuanen family and the Sea God Pavilion on a moral level. Isn't that the same attitude from Qian Gu Dongfeng?"

As she spoke, Bing Muxue turned her gaze to Xu Huaiyun.

Xu Huaiyun shook his head and said with a solemn expression, "Qian Gu Dong Feng is not one to stand idly by. He wants to... take this opportunity to make some big moves."

"A big move?"

Bing Muxue, Xu Fangling, Ying Hongchen, and Kong Yuxing frowned subconsciously, a hint of doubt flashing in their eyes. In the current situation... what big move could they possibly make?

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"Ninety-seven, ninety-eight, ninety-nine, one hundred!"

"Brother Hao, you're amazing! In less than three days, you've already independently performed a hundred-fold refining process, touching the threshold of a first-level blacksmith. You're a rare talent in the entire Douluo Continent!"

Tang Wulin excitedly gave Huo Yuhao a bear hug, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

Huo Yuhao: "..."

Is the threshold for becoming a Level 1 Blacksmith really that hard to reach?

To put it nicely, it's forging; to put it bluntly, it's blacksmithing. Blacksmithing is simply picking up a forging hammer and hammering it onto the metal. There's absolutely no skill involved, and you can figure out the techniques for applying force on your own. Is something so easy to do really worth praising?

As those who have read "The Legend of the God of Destruction" know, the Star Luo Empire's guardian deity, God Domain Douluo Enci, raised the levels of blacksmiths, mecha makers, mecha designers, and mecha repairmen to level eight in just three years, and even created a top-tier three-word battle armor for himself.

Thinking of this, Huo Yuhao hurriedly pushed aside the door and turned his gaze to Mu Xi, the little princess of the East Sea City Blacksmith Association, asking with a strange expression, "Miss Mu, I have a question. Why don't you focus your energy on cultivation? When your soul power breaks through to Soul Saint or Soul Douluo, the strength of your arms will be equivalent to a level seven or eight blacksmith. Wouldn't it be more advantageous to learn blacksmithing then?"

Hearing this, Mu Xi tilted her head, looking puzzled, and said, "Aren't blacksmiths all trained from a young age? Hmm... Huo Yuhao, you said that learning blacksmithing will give you a greater advantage later on, so why are you getting into blacksmithing now?"

"We came from humble beginnings and needed to earn money through forging to supplement our family income and make some friends, which would help us in making battle armor in the future," Huo Yuhao said solemnly. "Miss Mu Xi, your father is the president of the East Sea City Forging Masters Association, a highly respected eighth-level Saint Craftsman. Your one-word, two-word, or even three-word battle armor... Senior Mu Chen may have already prepared it for you. With your status, you have no shortage of friends. Why are you so shamelessly trying to learn forging now?"

"The prerequisite for becoming a master craftsman is to possess the cultivation level of a Title Douluo. Under such circumstances, the development of the soul master himself is of paramount importance. To put it another way, even if there is no hope of breaking through to the Title Douluo level in the future, it is not too late to learn forging."

Upon hearing this, Mu Xi's face instantly turned ugly. Ever since she started school, her classmates, regardless of their family background, had spent a lot of time and energy learning a second job.

Even her father, Mu Chen, only said that girls are weaker and advised her not to enter the blacksmithing profession. Instead, he told her to focus on cultivation and to learn blacksmithing later.

Did her father not love her? Did he allow her to waste her energy on forging, thus limiting her future achievements?

How... is that possible? So many young masters and ladies from large Soul Master families devote a lot of energy to their second professions. She, Mu Xi, is not the only one with the same experience.

All of this... seemed to be pre-arranged. If Huo Yuhao hadn't pointed out this issue, she probably would still be in the dark.

And so, Mu Xi walked out of the studio door, her mind elsewhere.

Seeing this, Tang Wulin whispered, "Brother Hao, do we... really not need to put so much energy into forging?"

Huo Yuhao said calmly, "Wu Lin, you must remember that forging is just a tool we use to win people's hearts. A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime. Any powerful ability must be protected by matching strength. Otherwise, someone will capture you and force you to mass-produce four-word battle armor for those people."

"How about this... from now on, we'll only forge for one or two hours a day to earn extra money. Once our cultivation breaks through to the next level, or when you break the seal of the Golden Dragon King and your power increases significantly, then we can try to improve our blacksmith level."

"In this way, we can forge every day, ensuring that our forging skills don't become rusty, while also preventing us from slacking off in our training. It's a fairly balanced approach."

After saying that, Huo Yuhao put away the forging hammer in his hand, grabbed Tang Wulin's wrist, and walked out of the studio with a cold expression.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

He suspected that... the entire Douluo Continent had been cursed by some unknown entity, and all the Soul Masters had been rendered stupid!

Not only in this time and space, but even in his first incarnation as the Great God King Huo... there were huge problems.

Take Jing Hongchen for example. Why didn't he focus on cultivation when he was young? Instead, he would take medicine to learn soul guidance techniques.

Does the Hongchen Clan lack high-level Soul Masters?

Why not improve one's own cultivation level first, and then learn soul guidance techniques? (End of Chapter)