Chapter 43: Divine-Grade Metal? I Choose to Go Further — Long Xingyu's Surprise!
"Let's start by forging an alloy from two special metals."
"The choice has already been made just now."
"Deep Silver and Magic Silver—when forged into Jade Silver, it can be said to be the alloy best suited for me right now, and for my Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul."
"The toughness of Deep Silver, combined with the magical conductivity—spiritual energy conduction—of Magic Silver, is quite the perfect match."
Ye Ling muttered softly.
Then, he stopped speaking and brought out carefully measured amounts of Deep Silver and Magic Silver, placing them onto the forging platform. Activating the Angel's Flame, he began incinerating the metals, preparing to fuse them into a single alloy.
This was the most critical step.
It would also be used to create the equipment for his future One-Word Battle Armor.
However, with his current combined strength, Ye Ling already had a clear plan for the battle armor he would use in the future. He had long anticipated the next steps.
Once the two rare metals had burned to a precise state, Ye Ling abruptly opened his eyes and began the forging process.
The clanging sound of metal rang loudly, but it wasn't grating—instead, it carried a rhythmic harmony that was pleasant to the ears, almost immersive.
To the side, Cai'er watched the scene in quiet wonder. She didn't know exactly what Ye Ling was doing and simply stared blankly with a hint of dazed curiosity.
Eventually, she turned to Long Haochen, whose eyes had already become warm from watching, and asked, "Long Haochen, what is Brother Ye Ling doing? Why is he doing what blacksmiths usually do?"
Long Haochen heard her and gave an explanation as best as he could.
Ye Ling had already taught him the relevant concepts.
From Hundred Refinement, Thousand Refinement, Spirit Refinement, Soul Refinement, to the most terrifying Heavenly Refinement—and now this Spirit Alloy forging—Ye Ling had imparted quite a bit of foundational knowledge and theory.
So Long Haochen could understand what Ye Ling was doing and was able to learn from every swing of Ye Ling's hammer. One could say that each strike, whether in angle or force, was textbook perfection.
It was terrifying.
So much so that he couldn't pull his eyes away.
Even Cai'er, upon hearing Long Haochen's explanation, couldn't help but let out a quiet sigh.
Ever since she was young, due to the Assassin Temple's compensation, she had never lacked equipment or anything else.
But she understood how rare, difficult, and laborious such equipment could be.
"So Brother Ye Ling can now forge magical, even spirit-magic equipment... and in the future he might even forge radiant-grade, or even legendary-grade equipment?" Cai'er wondered aloud.
She then took out her Death God Sword, her expression a mix of confusion and yearning. "Then, in the future, if Brother Ye Ling really succeeds at forging through Heavenly Refinement and becomes a divine craftsman, would he be able to forge divine artifacts?"
As she continued to gaze at Ye Ling, a gentle smile formed in her mind. The more she learned about him, the more admiration she felt.
As expected of Brother Ye Ling!
Ye Ling, unaware of Cai'er's thoughts, simply watched the Jade Silver gradually taking shape before him, a faint smile in his eyes.
"Though there's no testing equipment available, based on the Divine Craftsman's Notes, this should qualify as divine-grade metal—a piece of Jade Silver with fusion levels reaching ninety-five percent. This is also the limit of my current forging ability. Just relying on my physical body and the spirit energy I can release now, I can't break through to the next level."
Ye Ling murmured softly.
He had a firm grasp on both his limits and his baseline. He knew that, under current conditions, his forging could not progress further.
But—
This was only the basic upper limit.
"Although divine-grade metal is already quite good—ninety-five percent fusion is sufficient for my upcoming forging and battle armor crafting—if possible, I still want it to be even stronger," Ye Ling said earnestly.
Then, his expression shifted, and faint glimmers of light began to radiate from his body. Eventually, those beams of light expanded and took on humanoid form behind him—a grand, towering angel with six wings constantly flapping, appearing incomparably holy.
From within the angel, a terrifying aura of light burst forth, sweeping across the area. At the same time, Ye Ling began to draw out the terrifying power of his Six-Winged Angel martial soul to aid in his forging.
He was making an all-out push!
He was striving to elevate his first spirit alloy to an even more fearsome level!
And at that moment, as Long Xingyu—who had just been preparing to leave and go find Bai Yue—felt the terrifying light aura coming from the Six-Winged Angel, he could no longer remain seated. He stood up instantly, his face filled with shock as he stared at Ye Ling.
"What is that? The purity of this light-based spiritual energy completely crushes mine. Even those prodigies I've seen before who possessed the Blessing of Light at eighty points of innate spiritual power couldn't compare. They'd be overwhelmed," Long Xingyu murmured, disbelief flickering in his eyes.
Finally, he remembered something—above the Blessing of Light, there was indeed one more tier.
That was the Son of Light, one who possessed ninety points of innate spiritual power.
"So that means… Ye Ling is a Son of Light? A terrifying existence with ninety innate points? If I had to explain this, that's the only possibility," Long Xingyu said, unsure what else to think.
This revelation shook him so much that he no longer had any desire to go meet Bai Yue.
All he could do now was stand and wait for Ye Ling to finish forging, and then question him about it.
If everything was as he suspected, then Ye Ling's appearance would raise the entire Knight Temple's standing by countless levels, shaking the entire Temple Alliance to its core.
Six thousand years.
If one counted from the previous Son of Light—the one who became a Death Saint Magister—then it had been ten thousand years!
Ten thousand years!
All the other five great temples had produced God's Favored ones—some more than once.
Only the Knight Temple had never seen one.
And now… was one finally about to appear?
Ye Ling, of course, had no idea what Long Xingyu was thinking. He simply continued striking with unwavering focus, pouring terrifying light power into the Jade Silver.
And under the eruption of power from the Six-Winged Angel, the ninety-five percent fused alloy began a deeper fusion.
Ninety-six.
Ninety-seven.
Ninety-eight.
Ninety-nine.
And finally, the metal was enveloped in a terrifying divine halo, reaching a full one hundred percent fusion—surpassing even divine-grade metal—further enhanced by the Six-Winged Angel's extraordinary holy power.
[End of Chapter]
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