Chapter 24: Blood-Sacrifice Forging—Grade One Complete, Using a Child as a Hammer!
Soon, Ye Ling and the others returned to the Bright Moon Branch.
As soon as he got back, Ye Ling wasted no time. He immediately applied to Nalan Shu for some funds, then went and purchased a small forge.
Once he confirmed that no one was around,
he began to carefully study the treasure he had just acquired.
"Forging technique… let's begin,"
Ye Ling murmured. When it came to forging, he was absolutely serious.
Mechasuits—now those were valuable!
Thinking of this, Ye Ling picked up a pair of forging hammers, each weighing around a hundred catties, and prepared to begin.
"Tch, these basic one-hundred-catty hammers are way too bulky. Too many impurities, really hard to use."
Looking at the hammer in his hand, Ye Ling couldn't help but complain.
But he didn't say much more. These tools didn't mean anything to him.
"Douluo and Sealed Divine Thrones really were written by the same author. Even the metals look the same. Convenient, though."
Ye Ling took out a piece of rare metal, and a smile flickered in his eyes.
This rare metal was known as Heavy Silver in the world of Douluo.
In the world of Sealed Divine Thrones, due to underdeveloped forging techniques, these rare metals weren't particularly hard to obtain, but they weren't seen as valuable either. Ye Ling had bought quite a lot of it in one go.
Very smoothly, in fact.
"Time to forge. Let's see how far I can get on my first try—using the Divine Smith's Notes in my head and the strength of my own body."
Ye Ling murmured, then said no more. Holding the ordinary hammer, he focused his senses on the forging technique and entered a meditative state.
The next moment, his eyes snapped open, a flicker of joy flashing through them. Without hesitation, he swung the hammer toward the piece of Heavy Silver in front of him.
Ye Ling was extremely strong—he had awakened the Golden Dragon King bloodline, after all.
With just one strike, the Heavy Silver instantly shrank by a fifth, and countless impurities were driven out.
"Just as expected—when it comes to forging, raw strength really is an advantage. Maybe… maybe I can reach Grade One forging on my very first try."
A smile tugged at Ye Ling's lips.
This basic hammer, too, had Heavy Silver impurities expelled from it—but that had taken other blacksmiths hundreds of strikes to achieve. And he did it in one.
If that didn't prove his capability, what would?
Without delay, Ye Ling struck again.
A loud clang echoed out, and the Heavy Silver shrank further.
But Ye Ling didn't stop. He delivered several more powerful strikes in succession.
Finally, on the fifth strike, the Heavy Silver stopped shrinking—and instead began to resonate with the forging process.
All impurities were now gone. It had reached the peak of Hundred-Forging, and was starting to break into the Thousand-Forging realm.
Ye Ling entered a mysterious and profound state. Though the hammer he was using wasn't ideal, for now it was still enough.
With each strike, unique patterns appeared on the Heavy Silver, forming more precise and refined structures.
Normally, at around ten strikes, Ye Ling would've reached the Thousand-Forging level—but since this was his first time forging, he was aiming for perfection.
He didn't just want Thousand-Forging.
He wanted perfect Thousand-Forging Grade One—and not just the entry level, but the absolute peak of it!
An hour passed.
Beads of sweat began to appear on Ye Ling's forehead, but he showed no signs of exhaustion. In fact, there was a trace of satisfaction on his face.
The Heavy Silver in front of him now gleamed with radiant patterns, flickering with a strange aura. Within the glowing lines, one could see the power of light, space-time, and deep within—
a savage golden dragon, roaring as it released overwhelming pressure. The presence was staggering.
Sensing that the Thousand-Forging was nearly complete, Ye Ling quickly gathered all his remaining power into his right hand. He made a shallow cut on his palm and let his blood drip into the Heavy Silver.
In that moment, the three imprints on the Heavy Silver seemed to come alive and began to twist and dance.
Ye Ling didn't pause.
Though the hammer in his hand was already nearing its limit, he raised it once more and delivered three final strikes.
But what changed first...
wasn't the Heavy Silver.
It was the hammer in Ye Ling's hand.
In the very next moment, the hammer collapsed completely—shattering to pieces.
Ye Ling casually tossed the broken tool aside.
His gaze fell on the thousand-forged Heavy Silver before him.
At that moment, the Heavy Silver began to emit a radiant glow. The brilliance surged once more, drawing all attention toward it.
The light was intense, and within it shimmered traces of spiritual resonance.
This was no ordinary spiritual fluctuation—
It had reached Thousand-Forging Grade One, and not just any Grade One, but the absolute peak of it.
Even Ye Ling could feel a deep, stirring pull from that piece of Heavy Silver—a subconscious desire to grow closer to it, like he was looking at his own child.
"So this is what blood-sacrifice bonding feels like? This connection… really is something else!"
Ye Ling murmured.
He then grabbed the freshly blood-bound Heavy Silver. Though it was still radiating heat, it was nothing to Ye Ling. With the Golden Dragon King bloodline in his body, what was a little heat?
The moment he picked up the thousand-forged Heavy Silver, Ye Ling immediately sensed its warmth, its closeness… and even a flicker of joy from it, as if it were celebrating its own creation—bubbling with excitement.
It even seemed to be sending Ye Ling a message.
"You want me to forge you into a hammer? Hmm… that's true. For a blacksmith, the forging hammer is the most important weapon. And nothing is more fitting than a metal bonded through blood-sacrifice. It really is the perfect material for a forging hammer."
With that thought, Ye Ling no longer hesitated. He picked up another pair of hammers and began separating the Heavy Silver, dividing it into two parts.
Then, he started hammering again.
Half a day passed.
Ye Ling had completed his new pair of forging hammers.
Although he'd destroyed ten ordinary hammers in the process, it wasn't a big deal. They were just tools—Ye Ling could afford to sacrifice them.
As long as he completed the Heavy Silver hammers, any cost was worth it.
After cooling them down, Ye Ling grabbed the finished hammer.
And immediately—even without starting to forge—he naturally slipped into a forging state. That was the effect of bloodline connection.
"Since a metal bonded through blood sacrifice becomes like a child, and I just forged it into a hammer… does that make me an unfit parent?" Ye Ling muttered sarcastically as he looked at the Heavy Silver hammer in his hand.
But he didn't dwell on the joke too long. Quips aside, it was time to hammer things into shape!
Quickly, Ye Ling gripped his new hammer, grabbed another chunk of Heavy Silver, and slammed it down.
Unlike before, this time—
Three distinct impact sounds rang out with just one strike.
Even more astonishing, the chunk of Heavy Silver shuddered slightly under the blow. Compared to the previous 20% compression from a single strike, this one shrank by nearly a third in one go.
"Stacked Strike and Shock Strike, huh?"
"Both are top-tier effects."
Ye Ling quietly praised the result in his heart, but said no more.
He immediately began the next round of forging, fully immersed in his craft.
(End of Chapter)
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