Inside the assessment area.
Su Yu quickly settled on the most perfect forging method in his mind.
But just as he was preparing to purify the materials, he suddenly remembered something.
This was his first time forging, and he didn’t have a forging hammer.
Su Yu turned around and looked at the elderly examiner sitting in the rocking chair.
“Examiner.”
“Do you have a forging hammer here?”
“Could I borrow one?”
The moment he said this, the elderly examiner, who had been dozing off, abruptly opened his eyes.
He stared at Su Yu as if he were looking at an alien.
His face was filled with astonishment and speechlessness.
“Borrow a hammer?!”
The elderly examiner actually laughed in anger.
“Kid, are you here to make a joke?”
“A forging hammer is a forgemaster’s second life! Who the hell would lend his own hammer to someone else?!”
“You didn’t even bring the tool you make your living with, yet you came to take the exam?”
The old man impatiently waved his hand.
“Shoo, shoo, shoo!”
“There are standard forging hammers for sale in the basic materials section downstairs. One hundred thousand yuan each!”
“Why don’t you go buy one yourself?!”
“Stop disturbing this old man’s sleep!”
Su Yu thought it over and was just about to go buy a hammer when—
“Click.”
The glass door to the assessment area was pushed open from outside.
“It is rather presumptuous to come without even a hammer.”
An old yet powerful voice rang out from the doorway.
With his hands clasped behind his back, Zong Yan strode inside.
Hearing the voice, the elderly examiner instinctively turned his head.
The next second—
The old man shuddered violently and sprang straight up from his rocking chair!
“E-Elder Zong?!”
The examiner’s voice trembled. He hurriedly bowed at a perfect ninety-degree angle, his attitude reaching the utmost level of reverence.
“What brings you personally to the assessment area?!”
Zong Yan paid no attention to the examiner.
His gaze remained fixed on Su Yu.
“Young man.”
Zong Yan walked up to Su Yu and looked him over from head to toe.
The admiration in his eyes grew increasingly intense.
Yet on the surface, he deliberately kept a stern expression, putting on an imposing and severe demeanor.
“In the path of forging, the greatest taboos are impatience and inadequate preparation.”
“However…”
“This old man happens to be in a good mood today, and you seem rather agreeable.”
Zong Yan flipped his wrist.
Voom—!
An incomparably terrifying aura, heavy and bottomless as an abyss, instantly filled the entire assessment area!
Even the temperature of the surrounding air seemed to be forcibly suppressed in that moment!
A massive forging hammer appeared in Zong Yan’s hand. It was dark gold from head to handle, with countless complicated formation patterns carved across its surface!
The hammerhead was as large as a water tank!
The handle was thick, like the backbone of a dragon!
Merely held in Zong Yan’s hand, it caused the surrounding space to emit faint groans, as if it could barely bear the weight!
A national-guardian-grade weapon!
The Mountain-Shaking Hammer!
“Borrow this hammer for your use.”
Zong Yan handed the Mountain-Shaking Hammer to Su Yu, a sly hint of testing flashing through his eyes.
This hammer weighed tens of thousands of tons!
It was an unparalleled treasure that he normally used to forge the core components of national-guardian-grade mechs.
Extremely precious!
He had brought it out not because he genuinely expected Su Yu to use it for forging.
Rather, he wanted to use the terrifying weight and pressure of this national-guardian-grade weapon to teach this arrogant kid, who had come without even bringing his tools, a lesson.
He wanted Su Yu to understand that there were heights beyond the heavens and depths beyond the earth.
Once the kid was crushed beneath the hammer’s weight, left red-faced and thoroughly humiliated, Zong Yan would then graciously produce an ordinary hammer for him and offer a few pointers.
A perfect script.
He would establish his authority while extending a favor.
The corners of Zong Yan’s lips curled into an almost imperceptible smile as he watched Su Yu expectantly.
Su Yu looked at the enormous dark-gold forging hammer held out before him.
A trace of surprise flashed through his deep eyes.
What a fine hammer.
The formation patterns were somewhat crude, but the material was indeed top-tier starcore meteorite iron.
“Thank you.”
Su Yu did not stand on ceremony.
He simply extended his right hand and grasped the thick hammer handle.
Whoosh—!
The heavy Mountain-Shaking Hammer was like a piece of weightless foam in Su Yu’s hand.
He lifted it effortlessly.
In fact—
Wanting to test how it felt, Su Yu even held the hammer one-handed and smoothly spun out a dazzling flourish in midair!
Wuuu—!!!
The hammer’s tens of thousands of tons, accelerated to such a speed, instantly tore through the air!
The violent pressure of the wind was like a Level Twelve hurricane. It blew the elderly examiner’s beard straight upward, nearly tossing him off his feet!
Silence.
The stern, sly expression on Zong Yan’s face froze.
He stared blankly at the Mountain-Shaking Hammer, which Su Yu was swinging as if it were a toy. His mind instantly short-circuited.
At that moment—
Su Yu suddenly stopped moving as well.
He looked at the giant hammer in his hand, radiating terrifying pressure.
Then he looked at the dumbfounded Zong Yan standing across from him.
A trace of awkwardness flashed through his eyes.
Damn it.
Su Yu cursed inwardly.
The dark-gold divine blood flowing through his body now amounted to one hundred million points, and his physical strength was comparable to that of a Martial Emperor.
To him, tens of thousands of tons really were no different from a feather.
But the problem was—
To keep people from discovering the truth, he had disguised his outward vital-energy value.
It was only one thousand points!
A vital-energy value of one thousand was roughly equivalent to that of an ordinary Martial Master.
At most, his strength should have amounted to a few thousand or ten thousand pounds!
A Martial Master with only ten thousand pounds of strength—
had just lifted a national-guardian-grade hammer weighing tens of thousands of tons with one hand, then casually and effortlessly spun it through the air?!
Newton’s coffin lid was probably about to be blasted into outer space!
This—
was indeed rather awkward!
“What’s wrong?”
Lin Xiaoxiao, who had been standing outside the glass door, noticed the strange atmosphere inside. Unable to hold back, she pushed the door open and poked half her body through, asking with concern,
“Is there something wrong with the hammer?”
Hearing Lin Xiaoxiao’s voice, Zong Yan finally recovered from his extreme shock.
He suddenly sucked in a cold breath!
The way he looked at Su Yu had changed completely. He was no longer looking at a genius.
He was looking at a living monster!
Something wrong with the hammer?
What could possibly be wrong with the hammer?! That was this old man’s national-guardian-grade bonded weapon!
The one with a problem was this kid!
Zong Yan never considered the possibility that Su Yu had concealed some peerless cultivation.
After all, no matter how young this boy was, even if he had begun cultivating from the womb, his vital energy could at most have reached the Grandmaster realm.
What was more, as a Saint-level powerhouse, Zong Yan’s senses were extraordinarily sharp. The vital-energy fluctuations emanating from this kid truly were only at one thousand points!
Therefore—
There could only be one truth!
“Natural divine strength!!!”
Zong Yan roared inwardly, his blood boiling with excitement!
“Was it the Primordial Tyrant Body? Or the legendary Heavenly Bloodline?!”
“His vital-energy value is clearly only one thousand points, yet his physical strength is so terrifying that he can completely ignore the weight of tens of thousands of tons!”
“This is simply an unparalleled divine physique born for forging!!!”
Zong Yan’s eyes reddened with excitement, and both his hands trembled violently.
He had struck gold!
No!
This was a sign that the Ancestor had manifested—directly dropping the future of Great Xia’s forging world right in front of him!
Exceptional talent! Terrifying concentration! And, on top of that, natural divine strength rarely seen once in ten thousand years!
If this kid didn’t learn forging, it would be nothing short of a criminal waste of his gifts!
Faced with Zong Yan’s fanatical gaze, which was as ravenous as a wolf’s and almost seemed ready to devour him, Su Yu fell silent for a moment.
Since the other party hadn’t pressed him for an explanation, he couldn’t be bothered to offer one.
He hefted the Mountain-Shaking Hammer in one hand, lightly weighing it twice.
Then he offered a heartfelt compliment.
“This forging hammer…”
“Is truly exceptional.”
With that, Su Yu turned around and once again faced the fist-sized chunk of star-pattern steel ore.
The small talk was over.
It was time to get down to business.
He turned around.
At that moment, Su Yu’s ten-billion-year muscle memory fully awakened.
There was no flashy warm-up.
No complicated, drawn-out pattern-guidance process.
Su Yu merely raised the Mountain-Shaking Hammer in his hand.
His breathing somehow fell into astonishing synchronization with the leaping flames in the forge!
His waist sank slightly.
The great dragon of his spine suddenly unfurled!
The thousand points of qi and blood he had deliberately suppressed at the Martial Master level surged along an extremely strange yet flawlessly perfect route, instantly coursing through his entire right arm!
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
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