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Chapter 90: Not stupid to the end
Chapter 90: Not stupid to the end
A few days later, in the early morning.
Before the Mao hour arrived, the sound of clanging hammers could be heard in the fire workshop.
Inside a casting house, hot air filled the air as Yuan Ming, shirtless, held a casting hammer in his hand, continuously striking the iron on the anvil. Bright red sparks scattered in all directions.
His expression was focused, his eyes fixed on the iron, as if there was nothing else in his sight.
His arm was tightly connected to the casting hammer, seemingly just a simple grip, but in reality, he secretly activated his driving technique, infusing his mana into the hammer, creating a sense of complete control.
Yuan Ming hammered one after another, his speed getting faster and faster, constantly approaching his target.
"Clang clang clang..."
The urgent sound formed a unique rhythm, like pearls falling on a jade plate.
Eight hundred and thirty-seven, eight hundred and thirty-eight...
Nine hundred and forty-one, nine hundred and forty-two, nine hundred and forty-three...
Yuan Ming was sweating profusely, with large beads of sweat falling from his forehead.
"Almost there, almost there..." Yuan Ming clenched his teeth, constantly repeating in his mind.
Nine hundred and seventy-eight, nine hundred and seventy-nine...
His arm had become stiff, and his swinging motion started to deform, but he tried his best to control it, not allowing the hammer to deviate in the slightest.
However, when human strength reached its limit, it could not be overcome by will alone.
At the moment when the nine hundred and eighty-first hammer fell, the originally crisp and pleasant sound became unexpectedly dull.
Yuan Ming knew that he had failed again.
He stopped his movements, no longer continuing the meaningless hammering, and watched as the iron on the anvil slowly cooled down.
The fire ferret, who had been watching by the side, also sensed Yuan Ming’s disappointment and quickly ran to his side, extending its claws to grab the casting hammer, as if wanting to help him continue refining.
Yuan Ming touched its head and smiled, putting the casting hammer aside.
He was not actually feeling disappointed, but rather reflecting. His spiritual power was not weak, and his driving technique cultivation was progressing smoothly, but there was still some distance to go before achieving complete mastery. This was the main reason for his failure in refining the embryo.
At this moment, a figure walked over from a distance, and it was Fang Ge.
"Your progress is faster than I imagined. Being able to continuously strike nine hundred and eighty-one hammers in just a few days is enough to refine spirit beast saddles and other things. It can be said that your level has surpassed most of the disciples in the Fire Refining Hall." He came to Yuan Ming’s side and stopped, looking up and down at Yuan Ming before speaking.
"Thank you for your praise, Senior Brother. However, I am still nineteen hammers away from that goal," Yuan Ming said.
"A slight difference leads to a thousand miles of error. Although it seems like only nineteen hammers away, in reality, it is still far," Fang Ge nodded, his face serious.
Yuan Ming wanted to continue with some polite words, but swallowed them back, feeling a bit awkward. He thought to himself, are you here to encourage me or to mock me?
"I understand that my gap is not just a matter of nineteen hammers, but also in terms of strength, technique, and even focus. There is still a considerable difference," Yuan Ming thought for a moment and said.
"I can tell that you don’t really like refining tools, so I am a bit confused. Master has already made it clear that you don’t have to refine embryos with screened materials, but why do you still insist on doing so and even put in more effort than others?" Fang Ge’s serious face showed a hint of confusion as he asked.
"Because I don’t like taking detours," Yuan Ming looked at this serious and earnest senior brother and replied.
"Hmm?" Fang Ge became even more puzzled.
"When I encounter a mountain, I prefer to climb over it rather than go around it," Yuan Ming explained with a smile.
Its eyes were mesmerized, and its mouth couldn’t help but curl up into a smile, but it seemed to think of Yuan Ming being in danger. It struggled forcibly, trying to resist this temptation.
But when those fire crystals and fire jade rolled towards it, it couldn’t resist the temptation and couldn’t help but pounce on them.
It wasn’t that it had no backbone, but there were just too many fire crystals.
The silver cat glanced at the fire ferret rolling on the ground, kicking its legs, and looked at it with disdain.
Then, her gaze fell on Yuan Ming.
At this moment, Yuan Ming’s face was not just pale. His eyebrows were furrowed, showing a painful expression.
His divine consciousness had almost poured out, wanting to travel through all the meridians and then rush straight to the dantian, observing all three internal scenes thoroughly.
But halfway through, he felt that his scattered divine consciousness was becoming somewhat weak.
"Could it be that the strength of the divine consciousness is not enough?" Yuan Ming wondered.
Just as he hesitated and hesitated for a moment, the remaining power of his divine consciousness in his sea of consciousness began to flow out and rush towards the meridians.
The scenes observed by Yuan Ming’s divine consciousness instantly expanded, and all twelve regular meridians and the Eight Extraordinary Meridians were thoroughly observed in this instant.
"Fool."
Just at this moment, the voice of the silver cat suddenly sounded abruptly in Yuan Ming’s sea of consciousness.
Yuan Ming suddenly realized that the voice was very different from before, as if it was far away from him and somewhat elusive.
Before he could respond, he suddenly felt his mind go blank, and a strong chaotic killing intent surged in his sea of consciousness, difficult to control.
In his sea of consciousness, the originally suppressed dark red mist began to spread frantically, without the power of divine consciousness to suppress and resist, it began to completely erode Yuan Ming’s sea of consciousness.
And Yuan Ming’s scattered divine consciousness in the meridians, like soldiers fighting outside, were caught off guard and unable to return to rescue in time.
Just as his sea of consciousness was about to be completely occupied, a bright moonlight enveloped him, and a mysterious and ethereal chanting sound echoed in Yuan Ming’s ears.
In his already eroded sea of consciousness, a bright light suddenly appeared, and the dark red mist was forced to retreat.
Yuan Ming finally got a moment of respite, and his divine consciousness immediately began to gather and return to his sea of consciousness. After a long time, it finally stabilized again.
He opened his eyes suddenly, bloodshot eyes filled his vision, and his whole body was soaked in cold sweat.
Yuan Ming’s eyes narrowed slightly. He first glanced at the fire ferret rolling on the ground, then looked at the windowsill.
A beautiful and mysterious silver cat was sitting elegantly on the windowsill, and a pair of different-colored eyes looked at him disdainfully, just like how it looked at the stupid fire ferret before.
"Thank you." Yuan Ming stood up and thanked the silver cat.
The silver cat glanced at the incense burner in his hand, ignored it, hesitated for a moment, and then turned to leave.
"Please stay." Yuan Ming hurriedly stopped her.The silver cat paused, hesitated for a moment, then turned half its head to look over.
"You previously gifted me the ’Death Moon Method’, did you see that I was suffering from the backlash of my fur-shedding technique and intentionally did so?" Yuan Ming asked.
"You’re still salvageable... not completely stupid." The silver cat finally responded, but still didn’t have any kind words.
"So it is, I owe you a favor then." Yuan Ming didn’t mind, he sincerely said.
(End of Chapter)