The two of them quickly finished showing off their nutrition liquids and returned to the school before 2 p.m.
Cang’er swaggered into the director’s office, while Mia was carried off by Karl.
“Come with me, little girl. Today we’ll have class somewhere different,” Ji Feng said, leading Cang’er through a winding path to a pitch-dark room.
He turned on the light, revealing three rows of silver metal shelves, all stacked with various low-grade metals: Brown Soil Gold, Stone Soil Gold, Turtle Black Gold… and so on.
“This will be your personal practice room from now on. I’ve prepared low-grade metals for you here. Only when you can forge them all into the shapes you want will you move on to intermediate metals.”
“Let’s begin.”
Ji Feng sat down on a small sofa nearby, leisurely taking out a tea set and brewing himself some tea.
Cang’er nodded and walked to the first metal on the shelf: Black Iron, the most basic, lowest-grade metal.
She infused it with her spirit power, and in less than a minute, it became a thin sheet of iron.
She glanced at Ji Feng, saw him nod, and moved on to the second metal on the shelf: Soft Silver, an ordinary low-grade metal. With a bit of spirit power, it was quickly molded into a moon-shaped silver piece.
She continued in order with several more metals, finding the metals on the first shelf quite easy. So she skipped the first shelf entirely and approached the second shelf.
This time, she started with the last metal on the second shelf. Infusing it with spirit power and forging it, she effortlessly turned it into a star-shaped piece. The metals on the second shelf were also no challenge.
After drinking a nutrition liquid and resting until her spirit power partially recovered, she moved to the third shelf.
Brown Soil Gold. She picked up a fist-sized piece, tossing it lightly in her hand. It was the same size as the Brown Abyss Gold she had used last night but felt lighter.
After assessing it, she directed her spirit power to cover and permeate it, forging it into a thin sheet. Seeing its flexibility, she rolled it up slowly, forming a shape similar to a 21st-century egg roll.
When she finished, the familiar tingling in her temples returned. She withdrew her spirit power and approached Ji Feng, who was still seated on the sofa.
Ji Feng was dumbfounded.
From the moment she began forging the last metal on the second row, he had widened his eyes in shock. What a phenomenal talent! At just fourteen, she could manipulate low-grade metals with such ease, continuously forging several metals with almost no pause.
“Master, these metals you gave me are too boring. They’re nothing compared to what I played with last night,” Cang’er said, plopping down on the sofa beside him and sipping her tea.
“What metals were you forging last night?” Ji Feng asked stiffly.
“This,” Cang’er said, setting down her cup and waving her hand. A large steel plate crashed onto the floor—the very Brown Abyss Gold Ji Feng had given her when they first met.
Ji Feng jumped to his feet, running over in quick steps. Trembling, he pointed at the perfectly joined seams.
“You forged this too?”
“Yes, though it’s a bit ugly,” Cang’er nodded. The two steel plates had uneven thickness, and her perfectionist eye found it a little unattractive.
“You can leave today. Come back tomorrow,” Ji Feng said, exhaustedly waving his hand.
Ji Feng himself had been regarded as a genius on the Hongyu Continent, capable of forging intermediate metals at seventeen and causing a sensation. This little girl, at fourteen, was forging advanced metals! Where did such a freak come from? She made all those self-proclaimed prodigies look like nothing.
“Hahahahaha…” Thinking of this, Ji Feng couldn’t help but laugh again. This was his treasured disciple. He couldn’t wait to bring her back to the Hongyu Continent and wipe out those old-timers.
“Hahahaha… hahahahahaha…”
Cang’er, watching Ji Feng alternately laugh, frown, and then explode with joy, just turned and walked away.
Cherish your life—stay away from lunatics.