The commoners who watched the scene from afar were unaffected by the painting, whereas cultivators could feel the energliph as well as the mystical energy in it despite the distance. They knew that it wasn’t as simple as it looked.
As for the participants in the arena, each one of them was thinking carefully. Casting referred to the process of crafting a gliph weapon’s appearance. This was an extremely important process as failure in casting would result in a gliph weapon being difficult to hold or having uneven weight.
It was also the factor that Kiu Chi Gong, Chui Yim’s first disciple, lacked before he entered Chui Yim’s tutelage. Thus, this competition was a piece of cake for Chui Yim. His strength was already proven by the bow he made for Siu Suet the other day; it had an odd shape, but it was fully customised for Siu Suet’s height, arm length and so on. Only blacksmiths with great confidence in their skills would cast such a weapon.
Chui Yim was thinking about the analogy he felt from the spiked mountain toad. He had been a blacksmith for two lives and was incredibly experienced with forging to the point that he only needed a glance to gain inspiration.
Just then, numerous Metallic Blood War Gate disciples entered the arena with a pile of materials. It was a huge pile that consisted of countless gliphic plants, refined plant liquid which grass-refiners normally used, the forging workbench for fire-forgers, a glacier bench for the water-casters and much more. This was enough for the spectators to know how much the Metallic Blood War Gate prepared for this exchange. Chui Yim guessed that all the items combined would cost about 1,000,000 silver taels.
Chui Yim headed over and started to choose his ingredients. Other disciples were either staring at the painting to comprehend more information carefully, while some glued their eyes on him. Well, who asked Chui Yim to defeat Chau Ling? His fame rose greatly after the incident, especially in smithing, as many believed that he was the most talented blacksmith in his generation as he had never been a thirteen-year-old teenager who reached his realm before. Even today’s divine blacksmith, the Blazing Skies Mountain Sect Leader──Yim Yung, only reached the great master state at age twenty-one.
This meant that Chui Yim broke his record by eight years! All the other blacksmiths of his generation cared about his performance.
However, all the others saw was Chui Yim heating his ingredients, refining them and hammering like any other fire-forger. There was nothing special about his performance.
“Okay, I’m done.”
Not much later, Chui Yim approached Fung Seung with an ordinary, huge piece of metal in his hands. At this point, most participants still had yet to start!
His work received sneers from several spectating disciples. “So that’s the youngest great master in the world? A random piece of metal?”
Many others dared not make malicious comments, but the disdain was evident in their eyes. Amongst the outer sect disciples, Woo Hung laughed the loudest. “This guy must truly have luck on his side to befriend Grandmaster Choh Hang Sang and have him sacrifice his disciple’s reputation to make this guy famous!”
“Shut up.” Woo Nim glared at him, “In school, I don’t care about your personal conflicts, but as schoolmates representing the Cloud Palace, it’s all for one and one for all. I will no longer tolerate your actions if you continue to make unpleasant comments about your fellow schoolmates.”
Woo Hung spoke no more and scoffed at Chui Yim, for he never believed that there could be such a talent who excelled in both areas and managed to achieve the great master state at thirteen. So he stared at Fung Seung in anticipation for his comments that would ruin Chui Yim’s reputation!
Fung Seung looked calm on the viewing stage, but his eyes never left Chui Yim for two reasons. One, the renowned Chui Yim was the biggest competition to his current disciple and two; it was Chui Yim who won the everlasting wood that he was eyeing.
He reached the grandmaster state in forging, but Fung Seung was a grass refiner, unlike Chui Yim. It didn’t affect much though, as it didn’t matter much if you were a grass-refiner, water-caster or fire-forger since they were just variants of forging.
But as a grass-refiner, he would never admit that fire-forging was superior and believed that grass-refining was no weaker than fire forging. Yet, he was secretly fascinated by Chui Yim’s ordinary-looking actions.
After all, the spectators were only here for a show, as they didn’t understand the intricacies of forging. Chui Yim’s previous performance was of such a level that even the few blacksmiths present understood what happened. Fung Seung believed that only he could understand the situation if Choh Hang Seng wasn’t present.
Chui Yim seemed to be randomly heating up and refining some metals, but it contained red cloud iron and frost galactite. Just like its name, red cloud iron resembled a reddish cloud. It was fire-attributed and suitable for creating fire-attributed gliph weapons.
While frost galactite was obtained from the bottom of the Frosty Lake, and extremely cold. The two ingredients were polar opposites, but Fung Seung knew that red cloud iron contained significant earth-attributed characteristics, which boosted the metal for it to be considered a high-class metal.
Now, Chui Yim pushed the limit of the ratio of the ingredients and fused the frost galactite’s sustainable characteristics and other types of metal into the red cloud iron to boost it under the circumstances that he wouldn’t hurt the red cloud iron. The ratio must be perfect, and a slight difference would’ve led to an explosion! But Chui Yim continued unhesitatingly as if he was mixing paint.
Since Chui Yim was a blacksmith, it could only mean that he was so confident in himself that he could remain so calm as he knew he would succeed! His hammering looked casual, but it sounded like music to Fung Seung.
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