Chapter 42: My Dad wants to meet you

Just after leaving the Blacksmith Association, Xia Yi began to examine the rewards he had received.

In addition to the blacksmith rank badge, the Blacksmith Association had also provided each blacksmith with a soul communication device and a storage soul tool, as long as they passed the blacksmith rank test.

Looking at the soul communication device and the storage soul tool in his hands, Xia Yi couldn't help but quietly marvel at the generosity of the Blacksmith Association.

The soul communication device was the latest model, and the storage soul tool was of very good quality. Xia Yi's storage soul tool was a ring, with a full ten cubic meters of space inside.

"Maybe I should switch cities, change my name, and take the test again to get more free rewards," Xia Yi thought with a gleam in his eyes.

If Mu Chen knew what he was thinking, he would probably be so angry he would spit blood.

For such a noble and sacred profession as a blacksmith, Xia Yi was willing to give up the dignity of a blacksmith just for a soul communication device and a storage soul tool.

Back at East Sea Academy, Xia Yi began to browse through the Rare Metals Compendium that Mu Xi had given him.

The compendium listed a variety of metals, most of which Xia Yi had never heard of.

Of course, a big reason for that was that he didn't recognize many rare metals to begin with.

Soon, Xia Yi focused on one particular metal: Qingshi Copper, which had a high density and good malleability.

Note: Strong resistance to impact, hard to forge, high starting point, low endpoint, cannot be imbued with life.

Although he had only recently started blacksmithing, Xia Yi could understand this note. Essentially, it meant that Qingshi Copper was not only difficult to forge, but it also couldn't undergo higher-level forging.

Mu Xi had told him earlier that when forging at high levels, one needed to imbue metals with life and soul.

Since Qingshi Copper couldn't be imbued with life, it naturally couldn't undergo high-level forging.

Nevertheless, Xia Yi chose this metal.

He wanted to forge his own hammer.

Yesterday, when he saw Wu Qian's thousand-forge hammer, he didn't feel much. It was just another thousand-forge hammer. But today, when Mu Xi forged with hers, Xia Yi could sense that her hammer was in perfect harmony with her, almost like a second martial soul.

After asking, he learned that Mu Xi's thousand-forge hammer had been forged by herself and had been blood-sacrificed. Only she could use it.

On the other hand, Wu Qian's hammer wasn't made by her, and aside from saving some effort, it wasn't much different from any other ordinary hundred-forge hammer.

"Hey! Who's this?"

"It's Xia Yi!"

"Did you buy a soul communication device?"

"It was given to me by the Blacksmith Association."

"You joined the Blacksmith Association?"

"Yes."

"That easy?"

"Yeah, it was a bit too easy."

"What's up?"

"I want to borrow a little bit of Spirit Gold."

"Spirit Gold?" Gu Yue gritted her teeth. How dare Xia Yi ask for it. "Have you not seen that the Lake of Life is almost dried up? How can you still think about Spirit Gold?"

"I just need a little bit!" Xia Yi said earnestly.

"Spirit Gold really can't be used. Can you ask for something else?" Gu Yue frowned slightly.

"Didn't you want me to become a God-level Blacksmith? If you give me Spirit Gold, I might just become a God-level Blacksmith," Xia Yi said.

There was silence on the other end of the soul communication device. After a long while, Gu Yue finally spoke.

"I'll give you some Spirit Gold, but first, you need to show me that you have the potential to become a God-level Blacksmith. Here's the deal: if you can become a third-rank blacksmith within a year, I'll give you some Spirit Gold."

"That's what you said?" Xia Yi's eyes lit up.

"I said it." Gu Yue responded flatly.

"Becoming a third-rank blacksmith in a year? Dream on."

Although she had never studied blacksmithing, Gu Yue knew from Tang Wulin how difficult it was for a blacksmith to level up.

"It's a deal!"

"It's a deal!"

After hanging up the soul communication device, Xia Yi was in a great mood. Although he didn't know that he was already a third-rank blacksmith, what did that matter? He was confident that he could become a third-rank blacksmith within a year.

On the other end of the communication device, Gu Yue shook her head helplessly after hanging up.

"Just talking. He really took it seriously. God-level Blacksmith? How could he say that? Do you know that to become a God-level Blacksmith, you need to be at least a Title Douluo?"

"Master, you said you would give him Spirit Gold once he becomes a third-rank blacksmith, not a God-level Blacksmith," Zi Ji appeared beside Gu Yue and said helplessly.

"So what? Don't forget, I said he has to become a third-rank blacksmith within a year," Gu Yue said coldly.

"Master, Xia Yi is already a third-rank blacksmith," Zi Ji said with a bitter smile.

"A third-rank blacksmith? You're not lying to me, are you?" Gu Yue stood up abruptly, her voice serious. "Didn't he only go to the Blacksmith Association yesterday?"

"That's right. He passed the second-rank blacksmith test as soon as he went, and today he completed a thousand-forge," Zi Ji said solemnly.

Gu Yue's eyes gleamed, and she said in a deep voice, "Tell me everything. Don't leave out any details."

Zi Ji nodded and began telling Gu Yue everything that had happened to Xia Yi over the past two days.

She had been secretly following Xia Yi, and except for the night before, when she couldn't approach because of the Saint Spirit Douluo Ya Li's presence around Xia Yi and Wu Jin, she had been by Xia Yi's side at all other times.

Zi Ji gave a very detailed account, not leaving out any details, but the more Gu Yue listened, the more shocked she became.

Just watching Wu Qian, who had just become a first-rank blacksmith, forge and complete a hundred forges of purification, and then seeing Xia Yi become a third-rank blacksmith in less than an afternoon—it was a talent that could not be overlooked.

If Xia Yi could break through to Title Douluo, he would undoubtedly become a God-level Blacksmith.

Master, are you giving him the Spirit Gold or not?" Zi Ji asked cautiously. Spirit Gold was too important to the Star Dou Forest and could not be used lightly.

"Wait until he gets the third-rank blacksmith badge, then give him a little," Gu Yue said, taking a deep breath. If Xia Yi really had the potential to become a God-level Blacksmith, she would train him no matter the cost.

In the following time, Xia Yi worked even harder at learning blacksmithing. Unfortunately, Mu Xi no longer taught him about the thousand-forge knowledge but instead focused on teaching him some basic blacksmithing knowledge and common forging techniques.

Xia Yi wasn't frustrated by this. What he needed most right now was the foundation.

In just a month, Xia Yi gained a very clear understanding of blacksmithing.

Of course, soul power was still fundamental, and Xia Yi didn't neglect it. He had completely absorbed the lingering resentment in his body from the last time he took in Wu Jin's resentment. His soul power had now broken through to level 12.

The moment school ended today, Mu Xi's car appeared in front of him as usual.

What surprised Xia Yi was that ever since a month ago when he had forced Mu Xi into the passenger seat, she would always voluntarily give up the driver's seat when the car came to him.

But today, she didn't.

"Get in, I'll drive today," Mu Xi said as she rolled down the car window.

"Alright." Xia Yi nodded. After a month of getting to know her, he realized that Mu Xi's driving skills were actually very good.

It was just that on that day, when he was shocked by the news, he wanted to rush back to the Blacksmith Association quickly, which led to the unexpected event.

After getting into the car, Xia Yi noticed that Mu Xi seemed a little uneasy today. Not only did she have a faint fragrance around her, but she was also wearing light makeup and a luxurious black dress. Her long golden hair cascaded over her bare shoulders, making her appear noble and elegant, like a celestial being.

"Is it really appropriate for you to go to the blacksmithing room dressed like this?" Xia Yi asked curiously.

"We're not going to the blacksmithing room. My father wants to meet you," Mu Xi said in a deep voice. Xia Yi had learned in one month what had taken her years to master. His blacksmithing level had caught up to hers, and she truly had nothing else to teach him. She had no choice but to hand Xia Yi over to Mu Chen.

Xia Yi nodded. Indeed, if he were going home, it would be more appropriate to dress up a little more finely than if he were going to the blacksmithing room.

"Tang Wulin is your father's disciple, right?" Xia Yi asked.

"What, are you afraid that my father might hide something from you?" Mu Xi suddenly laughed. It was the first time she had seen Xia Yi show such a look.

(End of this chapter)