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Tang Wulin fell to the ground as he felt a strong sense of weakness. Mang Tian skillfully took out a piece of bandage-like material and stuck it on his wrist to seal the wound.
The Master Blacksmith had a strange expression on his face, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
A genius was still a genius. It didn't change because he didn't have a hammer as his martial soul. This level of comprehension was enough to make up for everything.
Thousand Refinements was an insurmountable chasm in the eyes of many blacksmiths, yet it was completed by a mere nine-year-old child. How unbelievable was this!
Tang Ziran had already rushed over to support his son.
Mang Tian was silent for a long time before he slowly said,"Genius, this is the work of a genius. Wulin, you must remember everything you've experienced today. This is just the beginning for you. It's the beginning of a world-shaking event."
Unfortunately, Tang Wulin did not hear his teacher's words clearly. After five hours of forging, he was completely exhausted. He fell asleep in his father's arms.
When he woke up again, he was already on his bed.
The sky was already bright outside. The sunlight shone through the window into the room and landed on the bed that Na 'er had once slept on.
Although Na 'er had left, Tang Wulin did not ask his parents to remove the bed. In his subconscious, he had always believed that Na' er would return one day.
Although his arm wasn't in pain, his whole body was still a little weak. His body was warm, and he felt an indescribable sense of comfort as he lay lazily on the bed.
A faint smile appeared on his face. The Thousand Refinements should be completed.
So that was how it felt to Thousand Refine.
Even though he was unconscious, he still clearly remembered that when he was forging to the final stage, every strike of his hammer seemed to resonate with the Heavy Silver. It was a very strange feeling. The Heavy Silver seemed to come alive. He breathed, and the Heavy Silver breathed as well. Every strike of his hammer felt like a massage for it, and it would send a comfortable feeling. When this comfort reached its peak, the Heavy Silver sublimated, accumulating a qualitative change.
Although he did not know what happened after that, he was still certain that he had succeeded.
I'm not trash, at least not in terms of forging. Moreover, my Blue Silver Grass isn't ordinary Blue Silver Grass either.
Na 'er, if only you were still here. You would definitely be happy with your brother, right? I will become stronger and stronger. I will definitely be able to protect you well and never let anyone hurt you.
Na 'er, come back quickly. Or, tell me where you are! Why did you leave without saying anything? I miss you so much.
Na 'er's sweet smile appeared in his mind. Her voice was as pleasant as a lark's when she called out the words' Older Brother'. It always made him feel so satisfied.
I'll definitely find you in the future. I definitely will.
Gradually, the warmth from his body made him fall asleep again.
When he woke up again, he was completely hungry. The sky outside had already darkened. Clearly, he had slept for nearly a day and a night since last night.
"Daddy, Mommy!" Tang Wulin turned over and sat up. His fatigue had completely disappeared. His stomach was empty, and he felt as if he could eat an entire cow.
"Son, you're awake!" The door opened and Lang Yue rushed in.
"I can Thousand Refine now, mom," Tang Wulin said proudly.”
Lang Yue's eyes were red. To her, that wasn't important. What was important was that her son was fine.
"My good son, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?”Lang Yue asked gently.
Tang Wulin shook his head. I'm just hungry. Mom, I'm so hungry. Is there anything to eat?”
"Yes, yes. Mommy bought you a fat chicken and made some chicken soup. I was waiting for you to wake up. Your teacher said that you're a little tired and that you need to eat something that's easy to digest when you wake up.”
Fifteen minutes later.
Lang Yue and Tang Ziran stared dumbfoundedly at their son who was still gorging himself. To their son, what was easy to digest? It seemed that as long as it was edible, it was easy to digest.
A whole fat chicken, a pot full of chicken soup, five steamed buns, and two plates of vegetables had already entered the stomach of this nine-year-old child. Moreover, he still looked like he was not done yet and was still eating the sixth steamed bun.
"Go and cook a few more dishes for our son.”Tang Ziran swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Seeing his son eating so happily, even he felt like his fingers were about to move.
Lang Yue hurriedly stood up.
Tang Wulin was truly a glutton, especially after he had consumed a large amount of his stamina. He ate for nearly an hour before he finally heaved a long sigh of satisfaction.
"Son, are you too full?”If Tang Ziran had not stopped her, Lang Yue would have long since stopped Tang Wulin from eating. His appetite had clearly exceeded the scope of a normal person.
"Mom's cooking is still the best," Tang Wulin said with a satisfied expression. It's so satisfying."
Tang Ziran pulled up his son's arm to take a look. A strange look flashed across his eyes. As expected, the cut on his wrist that Mang Tian had made yesterday had completely healed, leaving only a faint red mark.
"Father, did I succeed in Thousand Refinements yesterday?" Tang Wulin asked.”
Tang Ziran smiled and nodded. It was a success, a great success. Your teacher is full of praise for you. He said that when you wake up, he wants you to go and find him quickly.”
Tang Wulin jumped down from his chair and said,"Then I'll go now."
"It's already so late. Let's go tomorrow." Lang Yue frowned.”
Tang Ziran stood up and said," He just woke up. He won't be sleeping for a while. It's not too late yet. I'll bring him over." I'll be back soon."
Lang Yue rolled her eyes at him and threatened,"If anything happens to my son again, I'll hold you accountable. You'll sleep in the living room.”
Tang Ziran rubbed his nose awkwardly." It's like he's not my son."”
The father and son left the house and headed straight for Mang Tian's studio.
"Teacher, I'm here!" Tang Wulin shouted as soon as he entered. He was looking forward to seeing what his first Thousand Refined product would look like. The sense of accomplishment from completing the Thousand Refinements had swept away all of his dejected emotions.
Mang Tian walked out in his tattered work uniform. His usually cold face unconsciously broke into a smile when he saw Tang Wulin. His eyes were filled with satisfaction and even indulgence.
He nodded at Tang Ziran before turning to Tang Wulin."Follow me."
The piece of Heavy Silver was still in Tang Wulin's forging workshop. Mang Tian had not taken it away after Tang Wulin left with his father yesterday.
"Take a look, your masterpiece." Mang Tian pointed at the Heavy Silver as he spoke to Tang Wulin.
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