Chapter 12 (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Old Craftsman was speechless for a long time when he held the newly forged military saber.

He looked at Ou Yangming, intending to criticize him a little to prevent him from growing arrogant, but found he could not do so.

Although he could not tell the military saber’s specific attributes with his sight, he could sense that it was a top-notch Good Grade item. It had been a long time since he had met anyone who could forge a military saber of such quality using a concentrated iron ingot, and without mixing other items.

When Old Craftsman was forty, and his body quality had not declined, he was at his peak. He used concentrated iron ingots of the same grade to smith a top-notch Good Grade military saber.

Needless to say, the probability of him forging a fine item like that was very low, at most one in ten. Even then, it was what helped him become the chief of the Military Fire Blacksmiths, and he had been unsurpa.s.sed ever since.

Nonetheless, as he aged, it was no longer easy for him to perform something like that anymore.

A moment later when he looked at the Military Fire in his hands, his eyes went blurry.

‘B*stard, you don’t disappoint…’

Ou Yangming looked at him carefully, and asked softly, “Old Man, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing, you did pretty well, but you’re still lacking in some areas.” Old Craftsman waved his hand and held back his emotions. He then took Ou Yangming by the hand and showed him the mistakes he made during the smithing process, explaining how he could improve them.

Ou Yangming paid full attention to him and remembered everything that the old man said.

Though he had the wonderful purple light in his mind that allowed him to s.h.i.+ft attributes around, it did not mean that he did not need to learn the art of smithing.

Old Craftsman spoke for a long time before he said. “What you used were some concentrated ordinary iron ingots, so, by producing a military saber of this level, you’ve hit the limit. Mm, when I gather better materials next time, I hope that you can surpa.s.s me.”

Ou Yangming was moved. He asked, “Old Man, what if I smith a better weapon using concentrated iron ingot?”

“Don’t get your head in the clouds, you should know that. If you elevate the weapon’s quality by force, it’ll only end up breaking.” Old Craftsman shook his head, then added after a pause, “The amount of cargo on a s.h.i.+p depends on the s.h.i.+p’s size, the same goes to the amount of rice a person eats. You must remember not to force anything.”

Ou Yangming quickly nodded. He was aware of it because when he tried to improve the saber’s attributes earlier, he had a feeling that it was going to break. Luckily, he stopped, or the saber would have shattered into pieces.

After a moment of hesitation, Old Craftsman commented, “Your military saber is indeed a fine item, but the development of its edge is a little excessive, so you must be careful when you use it, or it’ll be damaged beyond its original quality.”

Ou Yangming was stunned, then looked at the military saber.

While the saber’s sharpness and toughness were at the upper limit of Good Grade, which was 10, its durability was only 6.

It was then that he finally realized his mistake. Compared to Old Craftsman’s method, his was indeed much fresher. Without the ability to subst.i.tute the attributes stealthily, his saber could not be compared with the old man’s at all.

He bowed to Old Craftsman, then mentioned sincerely, “Old Man, thanks for your pointers.”

Old Craftsman chuckled and waved his hand. “Alright, since you’ve smithed two military sabers in a row, you should rest. Remember, learn more, practice more, and think more.”

Ou Yangming answered him politely, then stared at the Good Grade Rank Five military saber for a long time.

Old Craftsman laughed. “You’re such a little weasel. Keep it, you smithed it after all.”

Ou Yangming cheered instantly, then picked up the military saber as well as a random scabbard before he left.

It was natural for a military camp to have strict rules. Though it was not strange to carry a military saber around, if a person carried one without permission and was found, it was a huge sin. Since Old Craftsman gave him permission, he was no longer worried.

After all, n.o.body would say anything about the old man giving his apprentice a martial tool.

Ou Yangming took long strides in the military camp while carrying his saber. Perhaps because he was finally carrying a sharp tool, his footsteps were very light.

Soon enough, he arrived at the camp’s entrance.

According to what he had heard, there was a dense forest 15 kilometers to the west of the camp. The forest had countless ferocious beasts, which made it a good hunting spot for the men in the camp.

Of course, those who hunted in the forest were first-cla.s.s men in the military, but people often went missing without ever returning. It was said that those who did not return were killed by the beasts, and their skeletons could not be found.

Nevertheless, the men from the military often went into the dangerous forest together to hunt, and they sometimes competed with each other over the number of kills they got.

Ou Yangming held his military saber tightly as he looked to the west fervently.

He pictured a beautiful scene in his head, where he used his saber to kill every beast in his way, and he hunted so many of them that he received a lot of respect.

It was natural for men in the military camp to dream about being victorious.

Knowing that it was impossible in reality, Ou Yangming buried this thought.