Douluo Continent: Outwitting the Ceiling of Wisdom - Yuhao Faks His Death for Ten Thousand Years

Chapter 84 Laughing at the Mortal World: That's right, I am a once-in-a-millennium genius.

Behind the desk, a handsome middle-aged man with black hair and black eyes was sitting upright reviewing documents.

When he looked up and saw Huo Yuhao and the other three people entering the office and politely greeting him, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, which was then replaced by a strong sense of anticipation, causing him to widen his eyes slightly.

Then, Zhenhua quickly put down his pen, stood up, pointed to the sofa next to him, and said gently, "Four children from the Spirit Pagoda, you must be tired from your journey. Please have a seat."

Of course, Zhenhua had no idea at that moment that these four seemingly young "kids" he was talking about were actually all much older than him.

However, Zhenhua knew in his heart that these four core disciples from the Spirit Pagoda of Donghai City were definitely not ordinary young soul masters.

Despite being a titled Douluo-level expert, he subtly released a wisp of soul power to quietly probe the true cultivation levels of the four individuals.

This investigation, however, stirred up a storm in his heart.

"One Soul Master, three Soul Venerables! —" Zhenhua clicked his tongue in amazement, his gaze sweeping over the four of them, especially when it lingered on Huo Yuhao, the Soul Master, his expression becoming increasingly complex. "According to that kid Mu Chen, these are just four nine-year-old children??"

This is just too absurd.

Even he, a master craftsman with extensive experience, couldn't help but repeatedly confirm in his mind that a nineteen-year-old Soul Master or Soul Venerable was beyond the scope of genius and was simply unheard of!

And even more noteworthy for him, and the one he was most looking forward to today, was the nine-year-old five-star grandmaster, Xiao Hongchen—

What kind of monsters are these?!

Thinking of this, Zhenhua took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the shock and excitement surging in his heart.

His gaze slowly swept over the four people, filled with a mixture of inquiry and anticipation, before he asked, "May I ask—which one of you is my young friend Xiao Hongchen?"

Upon hearing this, Meng Hongchen, sitting next to Xiao Hongchen, immediately perked up, raising her chin preemptively, her tone brimming with undisguised pride: "Master Zhenhua, this is my brother! A genuine nine-year-old five-star grandmaster!"

As she spoke, she patted Xiao Hongchen's arm beside her, blinked her bright eyes, and looked like she was saying, "My brother is just that amazing."

Huo Yuhao sat to the side, watching Meng Hongchen's excited expression, and couldn't help but slightly curl the corners of his mouth.

He could naturally see that although Meng Hongchen always liked to bicker with Xiao Hongchen, he was genuinely proud of his capable older brother.

Upon receiving a definite answer, Zhenhua's eyes narrowed instantly, and his previously calm expression became more serious.

He couldn't help but stand up, slowly walking to Xiao Hongchen, carefully scrutinizing the young man before him—

His light blue short robe accentuated his tall and straight figure, and his beautiful silver hair shone with a soft luster under the indoor light. His pair of heterochromatic blue-green eyes were particularly eye-catching, and his brows and eyes carried the unique arrogance of a young man, yet also revealed a composure that did not match his age, without showing any childish immaturity.

Seeing Zhenhua stand up, Xiao Hongchen also stood up, his posture upright.

He nodded slightly to Zhenhua, his tone clear yet steady, neither humble nor arrogant, and said, "Junior Xiao Hongchen greets Master Zhenhua."

The voice was clear and crisp, yet it secretly startled Zhenhua—such a composed demeanor, how could it be like that of a nine-year-old child?

Subconsciously, Zhenhua released a faint trace of soul power from his fingertips, tentatively touching the aura surrounding Xiao Hongchen.

The next second, as the number one blacksmith in Douluo Continent who was capable of performing Heaven Forging, he quickly and keenly sensed a strange and gentle fluctuation coming from the other party's body.

It's an innate affinity for metallic elements, as if the metallic particles floating in the surrounding air are involuntarily drawn to him and responding, forming a wonderful resonance.

The last trace of doubt in Zhenhua's heart vanished instantly, replaced by an overwhelming and intense shock.

He looked at Xiao Hongchen, his tone full of admiration and emotion: "The top-tier beast spirit, the Three-Legged Golden Toad—truly lives up to its name! In all my years as the president of the Blacksmith Association, I've seen countless geniuses, but I've never seen anyone with such a talent as yours, perfectly suited for forging!"

Having confirmed Xiao Hongchen's astonishing martial soul talent, Zhenhua could no longer contain his anticipation and was eager to witness his unique and powerful metal control firsthand.

He took a few deep breaths, trying to calm his surging emotions, and turned to walk quickly toward the storage shelf next to him.

Zhenhua's fingertips precisely traced a row of ores, finally extracting a fist-sized black ore. The surface of the ore was covered with cracks and emitted a faint chill.

"This is deep-sea sunken silver ore, extremely hard and difficult to remove impurities. Even a level six blacksmith would need a soul-guided furnace to process it." Zhenhua handed the ore to Xiao Hongchen. "Young friend, may I witness your metal manipulation skills?"

Xiao Hongchen took the ore; it felt cold and heavy in his hand.

He didn't immediately use his soul power; instead, he closed his eyes and gently stroked the surface of the ore with his fingertips.

A moment later, he opened his eyes, a golden glint flashing in them.

The Three-Legged Golden Toad Martial Soul quietly possessed Xiao Hongchen, and a small and exquisite three-legged golden toad phantom appeared behind him, radiating a soft golden soul power.

The next second, something happened that shocked Zhenhua immensely:

The hard, deep-sea silver ore slowly softened in Xiao Hongchen's palm, like melting wax, and the cracks on its surface gradually healed.

The black impurities seemed to come alive, slowly flowing from his fingertips and condensing into tiny particles on the ground.

The entire process did not involve any furnace or any soul skill; the separation of impurities and purification of ore were completed solely by relying on the metal control inherent in the martial soul!

Zhenhua's eyes widened, and his breathing became rapid.

He strode forward and picked up the purified deep-sea silver ore.

It feels warm and smooth to the touch, with a uniform texture and a purity that is close to 100%—a level of metal purification that even master craftsmen can hardly achieve!

"Good! Good! Good!" Zhenhua exclaimed three times, his voice trembling slightly with excitement. His eyes blazed with intense light as he looked at Xiao Hongchen. "A natural talent for controlling metals! This is a true forging prodigy, a once-in-a-millennium genius!"

Hearing this, Xiao Hongchen couldn't help but think to himself: You're right, I really am a once-in-a-millennium genius—

Then, Zhenhua paused, his tone filled with intense anticipation, and asked, "Young friend, would you be so kind as to demonstrate your Spirit Fusion Forging process to me? Let me broaden my horizons once more!"

At that time, he, the only divine craftsman on the Douluo Continent, would finally have hope of retirement.

Faced with Zhenhua's eager request, Xiao Hongchen revealed a perfectly measured smugness, his tone calm yet brimming with confidence: "No problem, Master Zhenhua."