Extracting all things: My attributes grow infinitely.

After crossing the lava river, Jiang Chuan arrived at a special area that was not mentioned in the intelligence.

This is a desolate wasteland strewn with the remains of fallen soldiers.

Broken sword, shattered blade, shattered shield...

Densely packed.

It stretched to the very edge of the field of vision, looking like a graveyard of weapons.

Jiang Chuan picked up a broken sword at his feet, activated the All-Encompassing Extraction, and only received one line of prompts:

This item has no extractable value!

He then picked up a shield that had been broken in two.

It is also worthless.

Jiang Chuan recalled what Shen Erbiao and the other scavengers had said.

Not all equipment can be recycled on the battlefield. Many pieces of equipment gradually lose their spirit over time and eventually become worthless rubble. This probably describes the weapons in front of us.

suddenly.

A gust of wind swept across the wasteland.

The wind carried countless tiny metal fragments, like millions of miniature throwing knives, which struck him densely, making a tinkling sound.

Jiang Chuan's skin, enhanced by his powerful physique, was as tough as iron; these metal fragments couldn't even leave a white mark on it.

But the clothes he had just put on weren't so lucky.

The sleeves, trouser legs, and hem of the shirt were all cut with long, thin slits, and it quickly turned into beggar's clothes.

Jiang Chuan sighed helplessly, "I should have known better than to wear it."

The wind picked up, the metal debris became denser, and visibility plummeted to less than ten meters.

Jiang Chuan squinted and sprinted forward at full speed. The longer he stayed in this place, the more uncertainties there would be. Getting out of here as soon as possible was the only right choice.

Ten minutes later.

The raging storm of metal debris that swept across the sky finally dissipated.

Jiang Chuan wiped his face, stood still, and looked back at the desolate wasteland where the remnants of the army lay.

"Not a single monster?"

There were no monsters, and no rewards; it seemed to be there simply to stop people from moving forward.

The same goes for the lava river in front; the formation of these two areas is truly bizarre and completely defies the logic of a secret realm.

"It's like someone is deliberately sabotaging us."

Jiang Chuan thought to himself.

At the end of the secret realm is a circular valley, shaped like a meteorite crater, surrounded by protruding dark rocks. Heat waves roll in from the valley, and the air is distorted.

The sight in the valley made him stop in his tracks.

In the very center of the valley stands a massive forging platform, its surface a dark blue-green stone, with a bronze pillar at each of its four corners.

Behind the forging table stood a tall figure, a humanoid creature over three meters tall, its entire body radiating a pale golden light.

His body was rugged and powerful, with shoulders as broad as a small mountain and exaggeratedly muscular arms.

He held a hammer in his hand and slammed it down on the forging table, each strike producing a deafening roar.

The moment Jiang Chuan stepped into the valley, the glowing humanoid creature stopped what it was doing.

He slowly turned around and looked down at Jiang Chuan. His luminous face had no features, only a blinding white light, but Jiang Chuan could feel that he was looking at him.

"Finally, someone has arrived."

The luminous humanoid spoke, its voice deep and resonant, like a great bell tolling in a valley, each word carrying a buzzing echo, "How many years... I can hardly remember."

【The Soul of a Craftsman: ???】

Jiang Chuan gripped the longbow tightly; he couldn't see the guy's attributes.

But it can be detected.

He was definitely more than one level stronger than those fifth-tier monsters on the road.

Jiang Chuan asked warily, "Who are you?"

The light-man's voice boomed, "I am the guardian of this place, here to carry out my master's orders and search for the inheritor of the spirit of the craftsman god."

"The successor?"

"right."

Jiang Chuan remained silent for a moment, then asked directly, "Did you cause the anomaly in the secret realm?"

Guangren said, "When someone triggers the inheritance conditions, the secret realm will be automatically sealed, forming the final trial. Whoever can pass the three trials will be able to inherit the master's mantle and become the new generation of Craftsman God."

Jiang Chuan frowned: "Three tests?"

"You've already passed two of them."

The man with the light raised the iron hammer in his hand and pointed it towards the lava river. "The first one is the lava river. Only those with a natural affinity for fire can withstand the scorching heat of the lava and reach the other side. This is the most basic qualification to become a weapon refiner. Without fire, there is no forging."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chuan pondered for a moment whether he was a fire-type affinity user.

I guess... it counts?

after all.

He actually swam across the lava river!

Guangren then pointed in the direction of the ancient battlefield: "The second trial tests your sensitivity to weapon spirits. Only those who are compatible with weapon spirits can find the weapon that resonates with their own will among the thousands of remnants of the army and pass through the storm under its protection. This is the qualification for weapon refiners to advance. Without understanding the soul of a weapon, one cannot forge a weapon with a soul."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chuan's expression immediately turned somewhat strange.

What kind of spirit?

What remnants of the army?

He endured it because of his abnormally strong physique; so this wasn't the normal way to pass the level?

Jiang Chuan asked, "What about the third trial?"

Guangren put down the hammer and stroked the forging table in front of him: "The third trial requires you to forge the remnants of the soldiers you brought from the second trial into shape here."

He said, "This is the last test that the master left for the successor. You don't need to forge high-level equipment. You just need to prove that you have the talent to become a blacksmith. Hammering technique, tempering, quenching, shaping—any one of these, as long as you can demonstrate basic forging ability, you will pass."

"You will receive your master's complete legacy, as well as control of this secret realm." A hint of anticipation lingered in the radiant voice. "You will become the new God of Crafts, inheriting your master's unfinished legacy and carrying forward the art of weapon crafting!"

Jiang Chuan was stunned when he heard this.

He skipped the second level and didn't even bother looking for the so-called remnants. How could he possibly pass the final trial?

Jiang Chuan tentatively asked, "...Can I choose to give up the trial?"

Why?

Guangren's tone unusually carried a hint of doubt.

Jiang Chuan shrugged: "Because I have no interest in becoming a weapon refiner."

The man of light remained silent for a moment before saying, "Then you will die. If you fail the final trial, you will never be able to leave this place unless you can wait for the arrival of the next successor."

Jiang Chuan frowned.

The next successor?

Then he'll have to wait until the year of the monkey and the month of the horse.

This secret realm is already at the fifth level of strength, and now there are two more trials. Even if ten million more people come, it is not certain that a second anomaly like him will appear!

To get through this hurdle, do I really have to go back and find that broken weapon that suits me?

Even if we find it.

He knew absolutely nothing about forging!

Jiang Chuan sighed and said, "I'm really not the right person to inherit this legacy. You don't want the master's legacy to fall into the hands of someone who doesn't like forging, right?"

"How about this, you let me out, and I'll help you find a better candidate."

"And also to ensure that this tradition can be carried forward and developed."

"how?"

The radiant voice boomed, "Once the inheritance ceremony begins, no one can reverse it. You have no choice but to pass the trial or die!"

Jiang Chuan's expression changed, and he sighed, "So there's no room for negotiation?"

The man remained unmoved.

Jiang Chuan suddenly said, "Actually, I think there's a second way to get out."

"What?"

He drew his longbow, nocked an arrow, pulled the bowstring taut, and aimed it at the man's chest.

"I'll kill you."

call out! !

The light flashed by in an instant.

The luminous figure's body trembled violently, a burst of brilliant sparks erupting from its chest. It froze for a second, then its entire body turned fiery red, like an enraged god: "Insolence!!"