Mo Fan gripped the Level 7 Soul Forging carving knife, silver light erupting from his eyes.
Under his microscopic vision, he did not use traditional single-layer carving; instead, he utilized Space Magic to open up a dual-layered, superimposed topological space within the sinking silver.
On the upper layer, he inscribed the Level 5 Energy Gathering Core Array and the Elemental Filtering Array of the Douluo Continent.
On the lower layer, he inscribed the constellations of the Magic World to serve as energy pathways, imprinting them into the microscopic gaps between the metal particles.
The hardest part was the energy source, and Mo Fan made various attempts.
Soul Power drive attempt: When pure Soul Power was injected, the Soul Power activated the upper energy gathering array, subsequently forcing the activation of the lower elemental constellations; the elements within a hundred-meter radius gathered to be driven by the energy gathering, but they could not be absorbed.
Magic energy drive attempt: When his own magic energy was injected, the violent magical energy instantly activated the lower layer, generating an extremely strong elemental tide.
Seeing that the two vastly different energies were about to cause the array to collapse due to a conflict in laws, Mo Fan immediately stopped and added a method of Chaos Order between the two layers of the array.
The originally rigid and chaotic energy was sorted into order, as if it had been imbued with spirit; the violent elements and the gentle Soul Power instantly achieved a perfect symbiosis, forming an energy Taiji with its head and tail connected inside the core.
After dozens of days and nights of forgetting to eat and sleep, he constantly adjusted the core array and the order of the constellations.
The moment Mo Fan put down the carving knife, the piece of black jadeite on the workbench suddenly erupted with a restrained yet extremely profound black light!
The originally transparent emerald green jadeite had transformed into a black jade color as deep as the night sky; the lines of the entire jadeite, under the reshaping of energy, became rounded and winding, connecting head to tail, vaguely outlining the appearance of a vivid black little loach.
“Hum—!”
The moment the magic tool started, the air in the exclusive production room suddenly solidified; immediately after, the free elements within a radius of hundreds of meters seemed to have been summoned, turning into strands of visible colorful light flowing in.
Scarlet fire, vibrant purple lightning, verdant wind, heavy earth… countless elements intertwined, filtered and purified by the energy gathering array on the black jadeite, and finally transformed through the lower magic star trails into a source of energy that was pure to the extreme, which was absorbed by the Spiritual World and fed back into Soul Power cultivation.
Mo Fan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, looking at the little loach pendant on the table, his eyes full of wild joy.
“It’s done… my little loach!”
He couldn’t wait to reach out and grabbed the slightly warm little loach in his palm; in an instant, a wonderful feeling of being connected by flesh and blood welled up. New chapters come out on novelping.com first.
There was no need for him to actively meditate; the magic tool began to autonomously and frantically devour the surrounding elements, continuously injecting them into his Spiritual World.
That feeling of comfort from being in a state of rapid cultivation at all times made Mo Fan groan with pleasure; it was still the familiar feeling!
Although it did not have the suction power of the little loach holy artifact from his previous life, in terms of this automatic cultivation function alone, it was definitely a divine object that could be called heaven-defying on the current Douluo Continent.
It was just that this was customized by Mo Fan for himself, and others would probably not be able to digest that energy; however, the idea of this spirit tool could provide inspiration, and perhaps one day there would be a universal spirit tool for automatic Soul Power cultivation.
“If just a Level 5 core array has this effect, what if it’s upgraded to the limit? Uncle Saint Craftsman Mu Chen said this thing can withstand a Level 8 core array, so it seems I don’t need to replace it for the time being.”
Mo Fan chuckled and carefully hung the little loach on his chest; feeling the warmth coming from his chest, that sense of emptiness was finally completely filled at this moment.
In the blink of an eye, three months had passed since the start of school.
After completing the little loach, Mo Fan went into seclusion for another ten days or so, raising his Soul Power level to thirty-one and a half.
Afterwards, he asked Saint Craftsman Mu Chen for a pile of rare treasures and made a recovery magic tool, which looked like a colorful metal bracelet; it still converted magic energy into Soul Power and could refill Mo Fan’s Level 31 Soul Power five times.
There was no need to worry about insufficient firepower for a short time.
Putting the recovery bracelet on his wrist, Mo Fan pushed open the door of the studio that had been sealed for three months.
“You brat, you finally decided to come out.” Saint Craftsman Mu Chen looked resentful.
For these three months, whatever Mo Fan wanted, he gave him, including all kinds of rare materials and high-grade dietary supplements; everything was available.
As a result, he wanted to ask Mo Fan to use psychic magic to help him complete a top-grade Thousand Refinement, but the brat was either in deep research or deep meditation, making him feel too embarrassed to disturb him.
“Haha, Uncle, I am now full of energy and can help you.” Mo Fan patted the little loach pendant on his chest, smiling brightly.
“Consider yourself having a little conscience, you brat!”
Saint Craftsman Mu Chen glared at him, but the excitement in his eyes could not be hidden; he was a dignified Level 8 Saint Craftsman, and which Forgemaster wouldn’t hope to get his guidance in normal times?
Yet here with Mo Fan, he seemed like an apprentice thirsty for knowledge.
The two did not delay and went directly to Saint Craftsman Mu Chen’s exclusive Master-level forging room.
As soon as they entered the door, two pieces of metal emitting completely different auras firmly attracted Mo Fan’s attention.
The one on the left was crystal clear throughout, with faint blue light flickering inside like neurons; it was the top-grade rare treasure that psychic and space-type Soul Tool Masters dreamed of—Titanium Crystal.
And the one on the right was a mass of pitch-black Meteorite Iron that seemed to be able to swallow the surrounding light, with brilliant silver light occasionally flashing across its surface, as heavy as Mount Tai—the best among rare metals, Star Meteorite Iron. This chapter was taken from g.com without permission.
“I have already purified these two treasures once, but they have not been awakened yet.” Saint Craftsman Mu Chen looked solemn and took a deep breath, “I need you to use that strange magic to help me check for gaps and fill them, and then use that psychic magic to help me awaken them.”
“Don’t worry, leave it to me.”
Mo Fan stepped back and closed his eyes; in an instant, the high-level mental force of the Spirit Sea Realm poured out without reservation: Spatial Perception · Microscopic Reconnaissance.
After sensing the two pieces of metal for five minutes, he marked the subtle nodes with spatial fluctuations, allowing Saint Craftsman Mu Chen to perceive them directly using mental force.
With this cheating-like method, Saint Craftsman Mu Chen removed all the flaws in just a few moments, and the purity of the two pieces of metal was compressed to the extreme.
The next part was the main event, the most magical step.
“Psychic Awakening · Recovery of All Things!”
Invisible psychic threads penetrated into the two stubborn pieces of metal like spring rain, instantly awakening all their inertia.
“Uncle, now! Hammer them!” Mo Fan suddenly opened his eyes and shouted sharply.
“Good!!”
Saint Craftsman Mu Chen’s eyes erupted with dazzling brilliance, and the terrifying aura belonging to a Saint Craftsman-level Forgemaster exploded.
He stepped forward, and the heavy forging hammer smashed hard onto the two pieces of metal.
“Clang!! Clang!!”
The sound of the hammer was like thunder, resounding throughout the entire Blacksmiths Association.
With a loud noise that shook the soul, two extremely dazzling beams of light shot into the sky!
On the left, a crystal-clear phantom of a phoenix condensed from blue light.
On the right, a pitch-black long river gathered from ten thousand starlights.
Top-grade Thousand Refinement, the metal has become sentient!