After absorbing the soul ring, Qian Renxue's aura transformed.
The holy flame symbolizing judgment now radiated a sharp and solemn air.
A trace of heroic spirit appeared between Qian Renxue's brows, adding a sense of resolve and majesty to her already peerlessly beautiful face.
She wore a flowing white-and-gold divine gown, its hem swaying lightly with each step.
Her right hand was shaped like a blade, and a long sword formed from holy fire condensed in her palm.
The searing energy made her fair hand glow with a sacred heat, as if the sun's fire surged from within her, burning away all filth and darkness.
She slashed the air with her hand, releasing a wave of sword energy flying into the distance.
Boom boom boom!Massive boulders at the foot of the mountain shattered in response, while Qian Renxue continued channeling her soul power.
Qian Renxue beamed:"Xiaofeng, I feel like this soul skill is great for transformations! How long until you can form the fifth soul vessel?"
Lin Feng spread his hands helplessly:"I'm only at level 43. I need to become a Soul King first, right? I haven't even finished forging myself yet—how can I help you condense one?"
Qian Renxue circled behind him and wrapped her jade arms around him, her red lips parting gently:
"Xiaofeng, I remember you once said that whale glue, although it gives less improvement later on, can still boost soul power a little.
Even a little is still something. Can we use it more often in the future?"
Lin Feng twitched his lips. Honestly, he was sick of the taste.
At the rate she used it, where would he find so much ten-thousand-year-old whale glue?
And lately, it seemed like whale glue only had one purpose in her hands—bedroom activities...
In the end, he had become what he once hated.
Ling Yuan covered her mouth and chuckled from the side, her eyes also filled with expectation. If Xiaoxue could use it, so could she.
Lin Feng cleared his throat and patted Qian Renxue's soft arm:"Are you sure you brought enough?"
Qian Renxue paused and scanned her storage ring with spiritual power. Her brow furrowed:"Why is there so little left? Where's the whale glue?"
Lin Feng shook his head, chuckling:"Whale glue needs real fire to melt. It looks like a lot at first, but when melted, it turns into liquid.
With the way you pour it, of course it runs out quickly. You think ten-thousand-year-old whale glue grows like cabbage?"
Qian Renxue huffed:"Then use the thousand-year kind."
Lin Feng gave her a strange look:"You sure?"
She froze, remembering the foul stench of some thousand-year whale glue. No, absolutely not!She shook her head quickly:
"Forget it. It's fine without whale glue."
She tapped Lin Feng's chin with her finger:
"Xiaofeng, our soul power levels are only eight apart now. You'd better work hard and reach level 50 soon."
Lin Feng grabbed her fidgety hand:"Don't worry, I'll get there quickly. Don't forget, my soul vessels are completely different from yours~"
"Hmph~"
Qian Renxue shot him a glare:
"Technically, both my second soul ring and Sister Ling Yuan's are fire-type, matching our inner flames—so why don't we get the same buffs you do?"
Lin Feng raised his palm, revealing the Innate Treasure Pearl, his meaning clear.
Ling Yuan blinked and said:"Xiaofeng's martial soul… what mutation did it go through? It's so powerful. I've never heard of a soul like this before.
It even gives off colored light based on the soul vessel shaping—how peculiar."
Lin Feng shook his head. All he knew was that in his past life, this thing got him killed.
"Alright, let's not linger here. The stronger Xiaofeng gets, the better. Let's cross the mountains first. Oh, are we bringing the heavenly dragon horse corpse?"
Lin Feng quickly shook his head:"Horse meat is too gamey. Not tasty."
"Oh, then forget it."
Gengxin City, located within the Star Luo Empire, leans toward the inland regions—opposite from Longxing City, which lies in the southeast of the Heaven Dou Empire. Gengxin City lies in the southwest of the Star Luo Empire.
It is known as the City of Steel, with every corner infused with the essence of the industrial age.
Its bridges, city walls, towers, and streets are all distinct from other cities.
Gengxin City is also the official site for blacksmith certification exams and credential issuance, attracting countless blacksmiths and forging enthusiasts.
The blacksmith hierarchy here is clearly defined, including:Apprentice Blacksmith, Intermediate, Advanced, Forge Master, Master Smith, Grandmaster, and Divine Smith.
Currently, there are only three Divine Smiths on the entire Douluo Continent:
Tang Hao, father of Tang San
Titan, chief of the Strength Clan
Lou Gao, president of the Blacksmith Association
But to be honest, the title Divine Smith in Douluo Part 1 doesn't quite live up to the name.
If you judged Tang Hao's forging skills… he'd barely be considered a watered-down Divine Smith.
The title "Divine" isn't something to hand out lightly.
This city holds vast reserves of metal resources, including rare ones—an ideal place for crafting top-tier hidden weapons.
Inside the city lies the Steel Association:
Floors 1–2: Trading area
Floor 3: Blacksmith rank exams and registration
Floor 4: Auction house—selling rare metals, treasures, and high-grade weapons
Above the city, plumes of steam rise like drifting clouds.
Steam gushes from towering smokestacks, blending into the air to form a magnificent scene.
The streets are lined with blacksmith shops. Each forge glows hot, radiating intense heat.
In this city, steel is the eternal theme. Even at the gates, carts of iron ore and coal can be seen.
Forging is the soul of Gengxin City. At the city's heart stands the Steel Association—a sacred space where blacksmiths display their craft and exchange insights.
The glow of fire reflects off their determined faces as they hammer the metal on anvils. Sparks fly with every strike, creating a symphony of rhythmic clangs.
They swing their hammers, transforming ordinary metal into exquisite weapons and armor.
"You don't get it! Adding carapace fossils here is what unleashes the weapon's full destructive potential!"
Another voice roared louder:
"Bullshit! That'll ruin its durability! Use Silande stones instead! They preserve accuracy and hardness while keeping the weapon light!"
"You're all clueless! Instead of debating materials, how about you go practice your forging, huh? Get lost, all of you!"
Crude shouting and boisterous banter could be heard at any moment here.
It reminded Lin Feng of a game he played as a kid in his previous life: Summon Night: Swordcraft Story.
Just like in the game—forging was life, forging was everything!
If you wanted to talk to the people here, you needed to offer something they valued: either exceptional forging skills or masterfully crafted tools.
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