Inside the workshop.
"Luo Chuan and Wu Lin, step outside for a moment."
"I need to talk to your father about something."
Mang Tian took a deep breath and looked in the direction of the two children, speaking patiently.
"Alright."
After the two children left the scene, Mang Tian turned his gaze toward Tang Ziran, his eyes filled with astonishment.
"Making Luo Chuan a forger."
"Ziran..."
"Are you out of your mind, or am I?"
Mang Tian stopped his forging task, casually tossing the heavy forging hammer aside, causing a loud clang. He couldn't help but voice his thoughts.
He had already learned about Tang Luochuan's Martial Soul talent from Tang Ziran—a never-before-seen dragon-type Martial Soul with Innate Full Soul Power.
Such a Martial Soul condition destined the boy to have at least the potential of a Titled Douluo in the future, and it also granted him immense natural strength, making him extraordinarily powerful.
With such a head start in the path of forging, he would already be ahead of almost everyone. If Mang Tian could have a disciple like this, he would wake up laughing from his dreams.
If someone else brought such a genius to learn forging, he would be overjoyed. But since this was the son of his old friend, he had to consider much more.
Because this was no ordinary person!
"This is the idea of the two kids."
"As their father, of course, I have to fulfill their wishes."
Tang Ziran smiled gently and spoke slowly.
"You..."
Seeing Tang Ziran's calm demeanor, Mang Tian felt a wave of confusion. Others might not know what kind of person Tang Ziran was, but he did. Not only was Tang Ziran's Soul Power several times stronger than his own...
He was also an outstanding Level 8 Mecha designer and manufacturer.
Apart from the top-tier Titled Douluos, almost no one could manage multiple professions. Tang Ziran was already one of the rare exceptions.
The reason he hadn't progressed further was that his cultivation level wasn't high enough to support the creation of stronger Mecha. Now that he had such an outstanding son, shouldn't he be nurturing him toward becoming a Level 9 Mecha Manufacturer?
"Can I hear your reasoning?"
"Because, from any perspective, they seem more suited to follow in your and your wife's footsteps in Mecha design and manufacturing, rather than forging."
After a moment of silence, Mang Tian spoke slowly.
"You're right that Mecha manufacturing and design are excellent secondary professions, and they do suit Luo Chuan. I don't deny that..."
"But what about Wu Lin?"
Tang Ziran looked at him and spoke slowly.
"This..."
Hearing this, Mang Tian fell silent.
Tang Ziran didn't just have one genius son. The other child, Wu Lin, only had Level 3 Innate Soul Power.
"With his Martial Soul and talent, he can hardly engage in Mecha manufacturing or design. Even maintenance requires a certain level of mental strength. He won't be able to pursue this path in the future."
"Only by taking a different route can he have a future. Let's see if he has the potential to be a forger."
"..."
Mang Tian remained silent, eventually just patting Tang Ziran's shoulder, all his emotions turning into quiet understanding.
He wasn't a father himself, but that didn't stop him from sensing the genuine emotion in Tang Ziran's tone and the deep love for his son.
"Bring them here."
"But I can't guarantee that your younger son will become an outstanding forger."
Mang Tian glanced at him and spoke slowly.
"You, a Level 6 Forging Grandmaster, can't handle a child?"
Tang Ziran chuckled and shook his head at his words.
"You're still trying to be slick with me..."
"I'm only one level higher than you in the blacksmithing hierarchy. Don't blame me if I can't teach your son well."
The latter shook his head in response.
"The man who created a miracle in the blacksmithing world—I couldn't be more at ease entrusting my son to him."
Tang Ziran laughed heartily, not minding at all. He wasn't just flattering; he truly meant it from the bottom of his heart.
Although the other man was only a Level 6 Forging Grandmaster and hadn't broken through to the ranks of the top hundred Saint Craftsmen after decades in the industry, there was an undeniable reason for this...
His cultivation level was only at the 35th rank.
This was a miracle. In the entire blacksmithing world, it was common for a Soul Venerable to become a Level 2 Blacksmith, and rare geniuses could reach Level 3. But Level 4, Level 5, and especially Level 6—there was only one such person.
Perhaps he knew nothing about forging techniques beyond Level 6, but when it came to the foundational skills below Level 6, he had already mastered them thoroughly.
"I hope so..."
On the surface, Mang Tian remained calm, but being praised by a top Mecha Designer still gave him a sense of satisfaction.
"Before the two little ones enter intermediate academy, I'll make sure to teach them everything they need to know about forging."
"..."
"Luo Chuan, Wu Lin, come in."
Seeing the man in front of him agree, Tang Ziran's face broke into a wide smile, and he immediately called the two youngsters over.
"Huh?"
"I thought Uncle Mang Tian was going to test us."
Tang Wulin's eyes were filled with surprise as he couldn't help but ask.
"I already know what you two are like. Testing is for others, but for you..."
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"It's unnecessary."
Mang Tian patted Tang Wulin's little head and led him and Tang Luochuan forward, speaking slowly.
"Starting today, each of you must come at least every three days and strike metal at least a thousand times with your forging hammers."
He handed over the hammers.
"Yes, Uncle Mang Tian."
Unlike his excited younger brother, Tang Luochuan had already quietly picked up the forging hammer in front of him. As he looked at the metal on the platform, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.
[Host's talent "Peerless Comprehension" activated. In forging, you will possess a god-level talent that is beyond the reach of ordinary people.]
Peerless Comprehension, God-level Blacksmith talent!
With such an ability, if he couldn't become a powerful blacksmith, he might as well be dead.
"Let's begin."
"Wait, Luo Chuan, not that one..."
Mang Tian was about to say something, but when his gaze fell on Tang Luochuan, he couldn't help but pause in astonishment.
Because at that moment, what Tang Luochuan held in his hand wasn't the ordinary forging hammer he had prepared, but his old companion—the Level 6 pinnacle Spirit Forged Sea Silver Hammer, crafted with his strongest forging ability.
This wasn't something just anyone could wield.
"The one big brother is holding..."
"It looks so much more impressive than mine."
Tang Wulin used all his strength to steadily lift the small Hundred Refined Tungsten Steel Hammer in his hand. As he looked at the glowing forging hammer in his elder brother's hand, he couldn't help but speak sincerely.
"As expected of a genius."
Mang Tian couldn't help but sigh in admiration, feeling that the speed at which the boy would grasp the basics would far exceed his expectations...
And indeed, that was the case.
Three days later, Mang Tian looked at Tang Luochuan, who had already entered the ranks and become a Level One Blacksmith, with a big question mark on his face.
For a moment, he absentmindedly touched his own hair.
Entering the world of blacksmithing…
Was it really this simple?!
A month later, as he watched Tang Luochuan skillfully craft a Hundred Refined forging hammer and even extrapolate to create various metal products, Mang Tian's lips twitched slightly.
This foundation…
Wasn't it built too quickly and too solidly?
Three months later, seeing Tang Luochuan, who had already reached the level of Thousand Refined and moved with practiced ease, Mang Tian once again absentmindedly touched his own hair.
Was the path of a blacksmith really this easy…?
"Uncle Mang Tian."
"I've laid a solid foundation!"
It was on this day that Tang Wulin looked at him with excited eyes, his face
filled with joy.
"Hmm…"
"Truly impressive."
Mang Tian gave a deep look at Tang Luochuan, who had been hiding his true abilities, and smiled as he gently patted Tang Wulin's little head, speaking slowly.
The fault wasn't his.
It was Tang Luochuan's.
(End of Chapter)