Chapter 25: A Month Passes—The Trash Weapon Market of the Sealed Divine Throne World!
In the blink of an eye,
a whole month had gone by.
Ye Ling had stayed shut inside the forge for that entire month. Aside from resting and meeting basic physical needs, he had devoted himself entirely to forging.
At the door of the forging room, Li Xin stood with a slightly speechless expression. Clearly, she had just arrived.
"I don't even know what my little brother's doing in there. A full month… I haven't seen him at all," Li Xin muttered.
She glanced at the plaque hanging on the door and sensed the intense heat radiating from inside, leaving her a bit helpless.
Since when did her little brother get so obsessed with forging?
He wasn't into it before, was he?
Could it be that, after that brute-force showdown with Wang Yuanyuan, he realized he had a strength advantage and decided to pursue this?
She didn't know.
It was all a bit baffling.
Then she resolutely opened the door to the forge. Just earlier, she had asked some senior blacksmiths how to enter safely and properly.
Because entering a blacksmith's forge mid-work was incredibly dangerous.
Of course, that danger wasn't to the blacksmith—
but to the person barging in.
After all, every strike in forging used the smith's full strength.
If someone got accidentally smashed by a hammer? Oh boy—game over.
Most wouldn't dare interrupt.
But Li Xin wasn't just anyone. She was the current "Number One Prodigy of the Bright Moon Knight Branch"—Hell Rose.
There was no way she'd fail.
And so, Li Xin successfully stepped inside.
As she entered, her eyes searched around for Ye Ling. Soon, she spotted him up ahead, hammering away.
At that moment, Ye Ling was striking his forge, muscles perfectly defined and rippling with each movement. Li Xin froze on the spot.
Good grief—was she even allowed to look at this?
But watching Ye Ling in the midst of forging, displaying such masculine strength, Li Xin's face flushed faintly red. She didn't know why, but her little brother while forging...
was incredibly handsome!
The next moment, Ye Ling completed another piece. The glow of Thousand-Forging Grade One burst forth again—radiant and brilliant, dazzling Li Xin's eyes.
She had originally been confused about why Ye Ling suddenly became obsessed with forging. Now she understood—
Ye Ling's forging... was damn cool.
And also incredibly flashy!
Even more shocking, within the light, she could faintly sense a strong aura of life.
Was this sentience? Spiritual awakening?
That couldn't be, could it?
Forging was one of the top professions outside the six major cultivation classes, sure—but creating life?
That seemed impossible.
And yet…
It really was strange!
"Xin'er-jie, when did you get here?" Ye Ling finished forging, took a moment to calm his breath, then looked over and noticed Li Xin standing nearby with a confused look.
"Just now. Little brother, why'd you suddenly start learning forging?" Li Xin asked curiously.
"I've been thinking about it for a long time, but never had the chance. After winning the competition, I asked Uncle Nalan for leave to come out and forge," Ye Ling replied truthfully.
Yes, he had indeed gotten official leave from Nalan Shu.
Hearing this, Li Xin didn't comment much. Instead, she looked toward Ye Ling's forging station.
She had no objections to forging as a profession.
It was, on the surface, a low-barrier field—after all, even knight squires or trainee knights could forge. But in reality, it was one of the highest-threshold crafts—because only those with immense strength and exceptional skill could reach the profession's peak.
And peak blacksmiths were always elite combat cultivators too—regardless of whether they were knights, warriors, or something else.
Otherwise, six thousand years ago, the Throne of Sealed Gods, and in the six millennia since, the Refined Gold Thrones and Mithril Thrones that were gradually forged afterward—
never could've come into existence.
That said, it had to be acknowledged—
The forging industry in the Sealed Divine Throne world was utterly garbage.
Otherwise, there wouldn't be such a ridiculous weapon shortage.
Seriously, for the common and alloy-grade weapons, even regular people could manufacture those.
But once it came to magic-grade and spirit-magic-grade weapons, their value skyrocketed into the absurd. Even a single magic-grade weapon could become the core treasure of a major store in Bright Moon City. As for spirit-magic-grade gear, only the powerful nobility, branch hall masters, and high-ranking officials could hope to use them.
As for radiant-grade weapons—
Even branch hall masters weren't qualified. You had to join a Demon Hunt Squad and earn military merits before you could exchange for one.
And why were these so rare?
All because of the poor industrial system.
But Ye Ling?
He was about to sweep them all under the rug.
In terms of combat strength, the Douluo world was weaker than the Sealed Divine Throne world. But in terms of cultivation structure and professional systems? The Sealed Divine Throne world hadn't even fully developed yet.
"You've got incredible strength, so putting it to use in forging isn't bad," Li Xin nodded. "Just don't neglect your spiritual cultivation."
Ye Ling laughed. "Of course not."
"Oh right, Xin'er-jie, want me to forge a sword for you? I did break that magic-grade sword of yours before."
"Sure," Li Xin nodded. She didn't particularly care about the sword itself—it was the thought that Ye Ling wanted to make something for her that mattered.
"Then pick a metal from over there," Ye Ling waved his hand casually.
Over the past month, he had been forging nonstop. He had over a hundred pieces of rare metal at Thousand-Forging Grade One, and hundreds more at Grade Two and other levels—mostly failed experiments while trying new techniques.
As for Hundred-Forging?
He had none.
He could reach preliminary Hundred-Forging in just three strikes. Unless he deliberately stopped himself, it was impossible for him to make anything less.
Li Xin nodded and walked over to browse.
Eventually, she picked out a block of mithril.
Seeing this, Ye Ling paused and chuckled. "You really are my good sister, huh? Pulling out the mithril already."
He smiled wryly.
While rare metals in the Sealed Divine Throne world weren't as valuable as in Douluo, some still held high worth. Mithril, for example, was used to craft mithril thrones, and its value per cubic meter was nearly on par with magic-grade artifacts.
And Ye Ling had been able to purchase a lot of this grade of metal—
One could only imagine how many gold coins Nalan Shu had given him!
He really was trying hard to keep him around.
"Huh? This is mithril?" Li Xin blinked and looked down at the piece of metal with hesitation.
She'd seen mithril before. It was known for its compatibility with magic and even spirit-magic weapons, so she wasn't unfamiliar.
But…
This mithril was different.
It was beautiful. And faintly, she could sense a holy light radiating from it, luring her in.
Yes—this was the magic of Thousand-Forging Grade One!
Still, seeing how much it meant to Ye Ling, she hesitated and said, "Since this seems precious to you, I'll just—"
Before she could finish, Ye Ling stepped forward, took the mithril from her hands, and said:
"Jie, what are you saying? I was just saying you've got great taste! Out of all those metals, you picked the mithril. Impressive."
"As for whether it's precious or not—didn't really think about that."
Li Xin proudly raised her chin. "Of course I have taste!"
Ye Ling didn't answer, turning instead to the forging platform. He placed down the Thousand-Forged mithril, a grin in his eyes.
Then he began forging.
Mithril was hard, yet light. It had excellent spiritual conductivity—especially for inner spiritual power—making it an excellent material.
It was perfect for magic-based combat.
At least at this price tier, nothing surpassed it.
The only better options were the ultra-rare metals with sky-high prices.
But that wasn't a problem. It was just money.
And if it came down to it—
Let the Bright Moon Branch pay for it.
What made Ye Ling take this forging so seriously, though, was simple:
This was the first weapon he would ever forge.
And it was for Li Xin.
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