C10 [forging Weapons.]

"Thunder Hammer? Weapon Forging?"

Su Yun's face was a picture of confusion as the information swirled in his mind.

The Hammer Spirit clarified, "Master, with each upgrade, the Divine Hammer unlocks new abilities!"

"Abilities?"

Su Yun's eyebrows lifted in curiosity as he scrutinized the details of these two new powers.

The first was straightforward, akin to a soul skill—a combat ability derived from Cultivation Techniques, physical traits, or Soul Objects, designed to unleash more potent Soul Power attacks.

Previously, Su Yun had practiced a Cultivation Technique known as the Spirit Spell, imparted to him by his grandfather. Within it was a derivative soul skill called 'Soul Spirit Fist.'

Before acquiring the Divine Hammer, this was his primary combat tactic. But now, with his body reshaped into the Thunder God Holy Body, his arsenal had expanded.

The mighty blow that had launched Yun Feng into the air was a soul skill born from the fusion of the Thunder God Holy Body and the Divine Hammer.

This Thunder Hammer functioned like an amplification soul skill, tripling the strength of his thunder attribute energy.

However, the second ability, Weapon Forging, puzzled Su Yun.

He inquired, "What exactly does it mean that the Divine Hammer can randomly forge a Weapon or Soul Weapon with provided materials?"

"It means just that," came the reply.

"Just that?"

"So you're saying, if I supply the materials, the Divine Hammer can craft a Weapon or even a Soul Weapon, just like an Artifact Casting Master?"

"That's one way to look at it!"

"Really?"

Interest piqued, Su Yun leaned in. Artifact Casting Masters were highly sought after on the Soul Sky Continent, particularly those who could forge Soul Weapons—a rarity in the vast Tiancang Empire.

The Hammer Spirit then added, "Master, each forging requires three Spirit Stones as materials to ensure success."

"Guaranteed success?"

Su Yun paused, digesting the information. "So, with three Spirit Stones as materials, forging success is assured?"

"Indeed. But the chance of producing a Soul Weapon is somewhat low..."

"Holy shit! There's even a chance to forge a Soul Weapon!?"

Before the Hammer Spirit could even finish, Su Yun leapt from the bed, unable to contain his excitement.

Three Spirit Stones, it had to work! And there was even a chance to forge a Soul Weapon!

He wasn't an Artifact Casting Master, but that didn't prevent him from grasping the fundamentals.

A Weapon, a substitute blade capable of harnessing and unleashing Soul Power, required Spirit Stones and special metals to create. The odds of success were notoriously slim.

For an average Artifact Casting Master, succeeding once in five or six attempts was considered quite impressive.

But with the Divine Hammer, only three Spirit Stones were needed to ensure success, and there was even a possibility of forging a Soul Weapon...

"Gulp..."

The thought alone made Su Yun swallow hard with anticipation. "Can I start forging right now?" he asked eagerly.

"Absolutely!"

With the confirmation, he quickly opened a pouch at his waist, revealing over a dozen thumb-sized stones twinkling with light. These were the Spirit Stones.

On the Soul Sky Continent, Spirit Stones were a common resource for cultivation, with one stone going for ten gold coins on Yunhe City's trading street.

Though Su Yun had joined the Yun family with nothing to his name, he still had a stash of Spirit Stones.

He promptly selected three and set them on a nearby table.

"Forge!"

He uttered softly, and the Divine Hammer before him buzzed to life, its glow enveloping the Spirit Stones.

A rapid tapping ensued.

The stones within the radiance seemed to melt instantly, merging into a trio of liquid orbs that quickly took the shape of a sharp entity under the Divine Hammer's rhythmic strikes.

"Forging successful, low-level Weapon complete!"

A minute later, a voice announced the success in Su Yun's ear.

Simultaneously, a sharp dagger materialized amidst the fading light.

Shua! Shua!

Su Yun couldn't resist grasping the dagger, channeling a bit of Soul Power through it in two swift motions.

"It's truly a Weapon!"

He marveled at the vivid trail of Soul Power in the air, his face alight with astonishment.

Knowing was one thing, but witnessing it firsthand was a whole different thrill!

"I've hit the jackpot!"

Su Yun's elation was palpable, his excitement spilling into his every word.

Weapons are categorized into low, middle, and high tiers. Even the most basic low-tier weapon fetches a price of two hundred gold coins, equivalent to twenty Spirit Stones. Yet, he could craft one with just three Spirit Stones, netting a profit of seventeen Spirit Stones.

With these Spirit Stones, he could forge even more weapons, creating a cycle where weapons beget weapons and Spirit Stones beget Spirit Stones. The thought alone quickened Su Yun's breath.

What's the greatest need for Soul Cultivators? Unquestionably, it's cultivation resources. With a sufficient supply of Spirit Stones, would he ever lack cultivation resources?

"Continue!" Su Yun didn't hesitate, promptly taking out three more Spirit Stones and wielding the hammer.

"Forging complete! Low-tier weapon!"

Two minutes later, a chime signaled completion, and a short sword materialized before him. This spurred him on, and without a second thought, he used all his remaining Spirit Stones for forging.

"Forging complete! Middle-tier weapon!"

"Forging complete! Low-tier weapon!"

...

Half an hour later, Su Yun's table boasted four additional weapons. The highlight among them was a silver short blade—a middle-tier weapon. Just one tier higher, yet its value quintupled, fetching at least a thousand gold coins!

In just this brief session, the five weapons he forged from fifteen Spirit Stones had multiplied their worth tenfold. Exchanging them for Spirit Stones, he could produce an arsenal of weapons. And among them, there was always the chance of forging high-tier weapons, or even Soul Weapons...

The prospect sent a tremor of excitement through Su Yun's frame.

"To the trading street!" With no room for doubt, he wrapped the five weapons in cloth and hurried out the door.

...

Inside a chamber within the Yun family's estate, frustration boiled over.

"Imbeciles! A bunch of useless imbeciles!" Yun Linguang bellowed, his fury unabated as he gazed upon Yun Feng, bandaged head to toe on the bed, his life force as frail as a whisper.

The physicians, clutching their medicine boxes, knelt, quaking with fear.

Yun Linguang's anger was palpable. Despite their efforts, Yun Feng's condition had only deteriorated, his vitality fading ever more. Yun Linguang had examined his son and understood the weakness stemmed from an overpowering energy that defied suppression. Yet, his rage was irrepressible.

I've been supporting these doctors for so long, and they're completely useless when it matters most!

If I could, I'd wipe out these worthless fools with a single slap!

"Out! I want all of you out!"

Yet, he managed to contain his rage and bellowed.

The doctors hurriedly scrambled out of the room.

"Worthless bunch!"

Yun Liyao couldn't help but spit out a curse upon witnessing the scene.

Yun Linguang turned to someone nearby and inquired, "Hasn't Master Luo been summoned yet?"

"He's en route and should arrive any moment now!"

A middle-aged man bowed respectfully and added, "There's something else, Second Elder..."

"Yes?"

"Su Yun has left the estate!"

At these words, Yun Linguang's eyes instantly narrowed, "He dares to leave after harming my son? The audacity of that brat!"

He huffed coldly and shot a glance at the middle-aged man.

The man nodded, understanding the unspoken command, and bowed out of the room.

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