Eternal Life Starts as a Hunter-Chapter 320 - 131: Observing Fire, Melted Gold, Listening to Iron, Fetal Movement, Spirit Communication, Heavenly Smell

Chapter 320: Chapter 131: Observing Fire, Melted Gold, Listening to Iron, Fetal Movement, Spirit Communication, Heavenly Smell

Since Li Yuan began blacksmithing, he aimed to rely on cultivation and Add Points, to create a perfect enhancement curve and build the image of a "genius weapon forger"...

He had thought this through carefully.

Being a weapon forger was a very good identity, rare yet indispensable;

Next, he didn’t have to go out on missions and could still become a guest of honor of major powers;

Additionally, one could forge Fifth Grade spiritual artifacts even with merely Sixth Grade skills;

The most important point being, a weapon forger would never lack Blood Gold.

This identity was exactly what Li Yuan needed.

After the "Blood Saber Ancestor," he wanted to don the guise of the "weapon forger" anew, quietly advancing to Fifth Grade, forging a spiritual artifact for himself;

At the same time, he wanted to openly become a powerful Sixth Grade, not just an ordinary Sixth Grade from some small place.

Thus, the added value of marrying Cui Huayin was much more than just an "alliance." 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

As for Cui Huayin herself, Li Yuan actually didn’t mind; as long as she was a normal-looking girl, he could accept her, and then nurture the relationship in daily life to see if she could really become his family.

That Cui Huayin happened to be quite beautiful and had the title of "Princess Consort Yin" made things a bit troublesome for him...

But it didn’t matter, becoming a weapon forger came first.

On the first day, Li Yuan joined the blacksmith shop where Cui Santong was.

Two days later, [Weapon Casting Skill (Ninth Grade)] (1/10)

Four days later, [Weapon Casting Skill (Ninth Grade)] (1/20)

Eight days later, [Weapon Casting Skill (Ninth Grade)] (1/40)

Like a fool, he pondered deeply for a day before he suddenly understood.

Half a month later, [Weapon Casting Skill (Ninth Grade)] (1/80)

Ding!

Ding!

The young man focused on hammering iron, his muscles, sparks, steel, high temperatures, and sweat intertwining to form a picture of iron forging.

Initially, Cui Santong and the other blacksmiths in the shop were somewhat frightened, for everyone knew this was a Sixth Grade powerhouse.

A Sixth Grade powerhouse starting from the bottom as a blacksmith apprentice.

If they were only hearing about this, it would surely become a topic of casual conversation, with curiosity over what would happen next.

But since it was happening around them, all they had left was anxiety.

However, unexpectedly to them, this Sixth Grade powerhouse didn’t put on any airs; he even asked the people in the blacksmith shop to call him "Xiaoli" instead of "Master Li."

When he forged, he focused as if entering his own world, disregarding everyone and everything around him...

Half a month passed, and the other blacksmiths in the shop seemed to get used to his presence, but no one dared to call him "Xiaoli," most would compromise and call him "Mr. Li."

And the matter of a "Sixth Grade powerhouse starting as a blacksmith apprentice" was so intriguing.

These days, the front of the blacksmith shop was crowded, whether they were social world wanderers, merchants, or young lords and ladies, high-grade martial artists, they all came for a look...

However, while people looked at them,

Li Yuan continued his forging.

He didn’t mind, naturally displaying himself.

From dawn till dusk,

Li Yuan put down his hammer and stood before the fluttering thick cloth to wipe his sweat.

He looked up and saw quite a few people still standing outside the door.

Among them, a man dressed as a wanderer in the social world respectfully shouted as he came out, "Master Li, are the weapons you’ve forged for sale?"

Li Yuan glanced at the man, who was a bearded man, floating with an Eighth Grade marker above his head, presumably a social world person.

He slightly nodded, politely said, "Please, don’t call me Master Li, I’m just Blacksmith Li."

The bearded man said, "You are Master Li, you..."

Li Yuan interrupted him, "In terms of weapon crafting, I’m just starting out, being called a blacksmith is already overestimating me."

After speaking, he laughed boldly and said, "I haven’t been learning for long, now I’m just an apprentice, so if you’re going to buy my weapon, you won’t be able to. Because... I haven’t been able to craft a weapon independently. Hahaha."

The surrounding onlookers laughed as well, but it wasn’t mockery, rather a friendly laughter, each and all feeling that "this Sixth Grade powerhouse is really easygoing, different from what one might imagine."

Li Yuan steadily eyed the bearded man and said with a smile, "How about this, tell me the type of weapon you need, and when I can forge it, I’ll make one for you.

Or, you can come back then."

The bearded man was overwhelmed by favor as he replied, "I, I want a saber..."

As he spoke, he took out a thick-backed Ghost Head Blade from behind him, "Make it like this style..."

Li Yuan took the Ghost Head Blade, observed it carefully for a moment, and said, "Okay, I’ve got it memorized."

As a Sixth Grade, his memory was very strong.

At this moment, Cui Santong came out to arrange for the bearded man to pay a deposit, at the same time agreeing, "Once the product is finished, the weapon’s grade will be tested, and payment will be based on the market custom price."

With the bearded man taking the lead, immediately many more people clamored to order weapons.

Many of them might not necessarily need weapons, but felt that having a weapon forged by a Sixth Grade powerhouse was truly prestigious.

Cui Santong entertained them one by one, soon getting overwhelmed by the massive crowd, left in a state of "completely unable to cope..."

In the distance, in the late spring wind, a few remaining flowers slowly drifted from the evening branches, landing on the roof of a carriage, carried away by the wind...

In the carriage, the long-legged maid Yaojue was carefully pulling open the curtain, peeking out through the gap.