The Dou Qi that cannot become a Soul Fighter is like nourishment for a Soul Weapon, or rather, an amplifier for the Soul Weapon to exert its greater power. In short, a warrior from the Demon Subduing Nine Battles carrying a low-grade Soul Weapon could make a warrior from the Demon Subduing One Battle or even the Demon Subduing Two Battles run for their lives.

Continuing to read, there were forging directives for Soul Weapons. Combined with the forging experience of the past two years, these things were not difficult to understand, especially with the special hammering technique of the Eighteen Hammers of Ascending Edge.

With enough practice, even Gan Jin might master the 'Qi Jing' (Dry Force), meaning it wouldn't take a hundred attempts with a hundred parts of material to achieve a single success with such a low success rate. This is...?

Gan Jin stared blankly at a line in the book. [A Soul Weapon must have a Soul Eye!

No Soul Eye, no Soul Weapon! What is the Soul Eye?

The core of a Super-Grade Magical Beast!] A High-Grade Magical Beast Core! Gan Jin recalled the materials in Fabredice's hand; that was not a complete set of materials, but was missing a crucial item: the High-Grade Magical Beast Core!

Without this item, even with those materials, success would be impossible. Whether they were Blacksmiths, Forging Masters, or even Grandmasters or Divine Physicians, they were not the true Gods of Forging as rumored; they could not magically imbue a weapon with a so-called '[Soul],' although it wasn't a living 'soul,' such a thing was beyond their capability to grant.

A so-called Divine Artisan could merely refrain from wasting rare metals, turning them into truly useful items. "Is there no substitute?" Gan Jin flipped through the pages rapidly, drawn to another line.

[If there is no Super-Grade Magical Beast Core, the entire body's blood of a strong individual, or the blood of a High-Grade Magical Beast combined with a magical artifact crafted by an Inscription Master, can also substitute the Magic Core.] "This is too cruel, isn't it?" Gan Jin shook his head repeatedly while reviewing the notes. Indeed, the more powerful the equipment for a warrior, the stricter the material requirements.

The Soul Weapon needed for achieving Sainthood was astonishingly demanding. Flipping further, Gan Jin found no other suitable substitutes.

He mused that upon leaving the Endless World, he would need to tell Fabredice and see if he had a better idea. As for hunting a Super-Grade Magical Beast for its core?

Forget about it! Although Fabredice was powerful, he probably couldn't even defeat an ordinary High-Grade Magical Beast.

Against the powerful existences among High-Grade Magical Beasts, escaping alive would be difficult. As for a Super-Grade Magical Beast, stronger than High-Grade ones?

How strong are the Ten Great Bloodline Warriors? According to the Gan family's notes, even the strong among the Ten Great Bloodline Warriors were unwilling to provoke a Super-Grade Beast.

Fabredice hunting a Super-Grade Magical Beast would mean he was tired of living and actively seeking death. He savored and studied the pages one by one until it was time to leave Uncle Black's courtyard; he hadn't even finished reading the entirety of the Basic Forging Directives for Soul Weapons.

"Next is Inscription!" Gan Jin excitedly left the courtyard and headed straight for the Inscription Room. Reading books!

The first learning task in the Inscription Room was also reading. Gan Jin drank the Memory Potion and continued to study the knowledge related to Inscription.

The sheer number of magical arrays that could be derived from a single inscription character was vast. Without the Memory Potion's aid, learning just one character might take several years, and still not be complete.

Sixteen hours passed in a blink. Gan Jin exited the Endless World, stretched, and pushed open the door to leave the basement.

On the long table in the main hall were placed all sorts of strange plants, animal bones and furs, and some shriveled bodies of small lizards or snakes. On the floor were piles of metal ores or already forged metal pieces.

The moon was high in the sky; Fabredice and the others were already asleep. In the main hall, apart from these inanimate objects, there was nothing else.

Gan Jin walked out of the hall into the courtyard. The forging tools listed on the demand, as well as some tools for compounding potions, were all in place.

They had even acquired a brand new blacksmith's furnace. He picked up the blacksmith's hammer, weighing it in his hand, and suppressed the urge to test its feel by striking a piece of metal.

In the quiet of the deep night, with three moons hanging in the sky, the clanging sound of forging would severely disturb the rest of the nearby residents. "A bit boring..." Gan Jin turned to the empty small training ground in the back courtyard, summoned the Dragon-Slaying Saber from his Dou Realm, and began to practice the Dou Techniques he had learned.

These past few days had been extremely busy, and he hadn't had a chance to systematically and seriously review his techniques. The Seven Forms of Blood Battle inherited from Fabredice, the Tree-Felling technique taught at the academy, the wild fighting styles he created for survival in the West Mountain and the Four Seasons Valley—the Earth-Shattering Slash...

Using the Dou Techniques repeatedly under the support of his Demon Subduing One Battle Dou Qi, Gan Jin gradually forgot his surroundings. His Dou Qi shifted from being suppressed to being fully unleashed.

The Dragon-Slaying Saber cut through the surrounding air, appearing like a giant windmill in Gan Jin's hands. Occasionally, fallen leaves were drawn into the blade's momentum, instantly turning into hundreds of fine threads.

Gu Yuejiaying stood on the second-floor balcony in her nightgown, watching Gan Jin below through the window: "The Dou Qi is surging, the blade momentum is continuous, and every strike exudes a biting murderous dominance. How was this cultivated?

He seems to be comprehending something? Is he trying to fuse these different Dou Techniques together?

To create a new saber technique?" Gan Jin was immersed in the dance of the saber; his brain had long since ceased conscious thought, relying entirely on the instinct of his body to wield the battle saber repeatedly. His body and spirit were in an unprecedented state of relaxation.

At this moment, he even felt a surge of courage, confident that he could fight Fabredice himself. Fight, fight, fight, fight!

His fighting intent boiled to its extreme. Under the explosion of Dou Qi, the Dragon-Slaying Saber let out a sharp hiss, and the blade light continuously soared under the moonlight.

The Fourth Level Earth-Shattering Slash was aimed squarely at the ground. Boom!

Clang! The Dou Qi struck the ground first, and then the Dragon-Slaying Saber cleaved down onto the stone slabs of the training ground.

The solid stone slabs shattered instantly. The entire blade of the Dragon-Slaying Saber sank into the earth, shrouding the training ground in dust and fragments.

Gan Jin snapped back to reality, looking at the destruction he caused. He quickly closed his eyes, trying to recall the sensation at the moment of the final strike.

At that instant, the Dragon-Slaying Saber felt like an extension of his own body, no longer just a simple weapon. Recalling the moment again and again, Gan Jin slowly opened his eyes, quite surprised.

He truly hadn't expected that under such circumstances, his Dou Techniques would improve significantly. Although those techniques were still singular and couldn't be fused together, the preceding moment had vaguely established a pathway, a line that connected them all.

And the method of this connecting line... Gan Jin looked up at the three silver-plate-like full moons.

The Eighteen Hammers of Ascending Edge truly seemed to be more than just for forging iron, and they were not merely combat skills. It seemed to possess a special ability to forge learned Dou Techniques together—to 'forge them into a whole.' That’s right!

Gan Jin clenched his fists tightly. What connected those Dou Techniques just now was an instinct derived from his comprehension of the Eighteen Hammers of Ascending Edge.

The Eighteen Hammers of Ascending Edge, the Iron Forging Breathing Method... Gan Jin frowned.

Everything Uncle Black taught him was imbued with incredible magical properties. When advancing to Demon Subduing One Battle, the Iron Forging Breathing Method not only helped him succeed but also made the rotational speed of his Dou Qi reach an astonishing level.

Moreover, the quality of his Dou Qi, tempered by the breathing method, was incredible. "Then..." Gan Jin tapped his head, "What exactly is that magic hat?

Is it the legendary diagnostic tool? Are Uncle Black and the others the artifact souls of divine artifacts?" Looking at the chaotic training ground, Gan Jin sheathed his Dragon-Slaying Saber and stretched, realizing that he was the only one awake in the middle of the night, which was a very, very boring affair.

"With this level of strength, among warriors of the same age group, even when placed among those young warriors who awakened their bloodline power early..." Gu Yuejiaying slowly lowered the curtain, turned back to her bed, and murmured softly, "He would likely be among the top tier. I truly didn't expect that among the ordinary young warriors, such a genius would actually emerge." Returning to the basement again, Gan Jin took out the magic hat and examined it from all angles: "It's truly marvelous!

Having this, I can barely get a proper night's sleep. I'll sleep soundly tonight." Gan Jin flopped back onto the bed and, out of habit, pulled the magic hat over his face.

The darkness before his eyes suddenly twisted, and the surroundings reappeared with light and a familiar scene: the Endless World! "This!

What is going on?" Gan Jin jumped up in shock. He had tried this before in the Four Seasons Valley—whether he could re-enter immediately after exiting the Endless World—but every time, there was no response.

Entering one more time meant something, Gan Jin knew very well. He had tried for a long time in the Four Seasons Valley without success.

Today, when he genuinely intended to sleep well, he found that covering his face with the hat out of habit brought him right back to the Endless World. "System Spirit..." Gan Jin called out weakly.

The System Spirit, whom he hadn't seen in a long time, reappeared before him: "May I ask what service you require?" "What is happening?" Gan Jin pointed to his chest: "I remember it was restricted to eight hours per day, right? Why am I back here immediately after exiting the Endless World?" "This is a regulation.

Those who consecutively enter the Endless World for one hundred days are rewarded with three hundred and sixty hours of continuous login time. This means that after logging out, you can immediately log back in and continue playing for another eight hours.

If prompted to leave, you can still continue, and the system will calculate the time for you." The System Spirit spoke expressionlessly, "You have a record of continuous login for seven hundred days, so your rewarded login time is two thousand five hundred and twenty hours." Gan Jin stared blankly at the System Spirit as it turned and vanished. After a long pause, he finally reacted: "Damn it!

Why didn't you say so sooner? That's too irresponsible!" Gaining over two thousand five hundred hours out of thin air was equivalent to over a hundred days in the outside world.

Calculated within the Endless World, it was equivalent to over two hundred days. "I was just worrying about not having enough time to study," Gan Jin flung his legs out and sprinted back towards Uncle Black's smithy, beginning a continuous cycle of studying smithing, mysterious potions, potionology, and inscription.

Sixteen hours later, Gan Jin's vision darkened again, and he exited the Endless World once more. Having studied continuously for thirty-two hours, even with the Memory Potion's help, Gan Jin felt his head swelling.

He genuinely needed time to rest his brain; it turned out that simply reading was physically taxing work. Exiting the basement and entering the main hall, the smell of fragrant food reached him.

Gan Jin gave an awkward smile to the people around the dining table. Being missing for sixteen hours was indeed hard to explain, but thankfully, he could say he was contemplating forging techniques.

"Uncle..." Gan Jin jammed a large piece of meat into his mouth and gulped down a mouthful of plain water, "Although I don't understand much about making Soul Weapons, did you forget to bring out a material yesterday?" Fabredice paused, holding half a glass of red wine, "No, I didn't. I heard there are several types of Soul Weapons suitable for Fire-Type Soul Fighters, and one called the Heaven-Contending Blazing Flame Sword requires these materials." Gan Jin swallowed hard.

The Heaven-Contending Sword indeed required these materials; Uncle Black's notes stated the same. However, they also recorded another material: the core of a Super-Grade Magical Beast—the Fire Swamp Blazing Demon's Magic Core!

This was a mature Blazing Demon that had lived in the Fire Swamp for ages, absorbing the swamp's toxic flames to advance into a Super-Grade Magical Beast! Perhaps for several hundred years, no Blazing Demon could become a Fire Swamp Blazing Demon, but once it did, it immediately became a Super-Grade Magical Beast!

"The Heaven-Contending Blazing Flame Sword also requires the Magic Core of a Fire Swamp Blazing Demon as the Soul Eye for the Soul Weapon..." Before Gan Jin finished speaking, the wine glass in Fabredice's hand slipped, shattering on the floor. His gaze became completely rigid.

Duan Feng'er turned his head and spat out the food in his mouth in one gulp, coughing non-stop, the sound echoing through the hall. A Super-Grade Magical Beast!

And a Fire Swamp Blazing Demon at that? Its fire's heat was not only terrifying, capable of instantly incinerating a person to ashes, but far more dreadful was the inherent poison in the Fire Swamp Blazing Demon's flames.

Even if one wore all sorts of fire-resistant magical equipment, if they weren't burned to death by the flames, they would be poisoned to death. The hall fell deathly silent.

The previous joy and ease in Fabredice's eyes vanished, replaced by despair—utter, complete despair! More desolate than facing death.

Death was momentary. Life required enduring despair for a long, long time, until the day death finally arrived.

So close to Sainthood—just one final step away—yet because of one Magic Core, the path to sainthood was utterly destroyed. The air in the hall was unprecedentedly oppressive, so heavy it made it hard to breathe.

After a long silence, Fabredice slowly tilted his head back, closed his eyes, and a faint tear glistened at the corner of his eye. Men do not weep when they bleed, because the time for true heartbreak has not yet arrived!

"It's not entirely without recourse, but the alternative method is also very difficult to achieve," Gan Jin couldn't bear to watch Fabredice. A mature Blazing Demon was immensely powerful.

He truly feared this powerful warrior would take his saber and search everywhere for a Blazing Demon, hoping for that sliver of hope. "What method?" Fabredice gripped the edge of the table with both hands, causing the food placed on it to jump up and then clatter back down onto the surface.

"The blood of a Blazing Demon..." Gan Jin drew a circle on the table with his finger, "And then use an Inscription Magical Artifact of this size, combined with the Blazing Demon's blood." "Blazing Demon... Blazing Demon..." Fabredice's fists clenched tight, his knuckles cracking audibly.

Thick, dark-green veins popped and jumped on the back of his fists. A mature Blazing Demon was almost entirely composed of a massive flame.

The rock-solid body it once had was long gone, with only very little flesh and blood near the core. The most suitable beings to kill a Blazing Demon were Mages, or groups of Mages, or perhaps top-tier Mages.

Warriors were at a disadvantage against them when they were of the same rank. Fabredice had not achieved Sainthood, so facing an adult Blazing Demon was even more disadvantageous.

"Brother Gan Jin..." Luo Qingqing asked quietly, raising her hand, "Can the blood of other Magical Beasts not work? I inquired yesterday; there will be the corpse of a High-Grade Magical Beast, a Blazing Flame Tiger, at the Eternal Flow Auction next month, though its Magic Core has already been removed." Gan Jin tapped his fingers lightly on the tabletop.

The most valuable part of a High-Grade Magical Beast was its Magic Core, followed by its pelt, as almost all High-Grade Magical Beast hides possessed varying degrees of magic resistance. Some bones could be used to make Bone Jade Staves, and the flesh and blood could be used to create Potions or Mysterious Potions.

"Blazing Flame Tiger... Blazing Flame Tiger..." Countless strange characters swam through Gan Jin's mind, and a smile slowly spread across his face.

He instinctively raised his arm and pulled Luo Qingqing into an embrace, exclaiming happily, "Yes! Qingqing is the clever one!

How could I forget this alternative method?" Qingqing's cheeks flushed red, wanting to push Gan Jin away, but her body lacked the strength. Her beautiful eyes were tightly shut.

Gan Jin then realized how overly excited he was about solving the problem. When he was happy with Luo Lin before, hugging was a natural reaction, but now, the person in his arms was a girl.

Although she was the woman whom Fatty Luo had explicitly asked him to marry before he died, still... "What method?" Fabredice looked at Gan Jin eagerly.

If he hadn't heard there was another way, he would have already taken up his sword to try his luck, attempting to find a Blazing Demon for a desperate fight! It was better to fight spectacularly than to live his whole life without achieving Sainthood in disgrace.

Gan Jin quickly raised his arm, offered a conciliatory smile to Luo Qingqing, then turned back to Fabredice and said, "Mysterious Potion!" Mysterious Potion? Everyone in the room stared blankly at Gan Jin.

That stuff was too mysterious; normal people wouldn't even want to be associated with it. For Mysterious Potions, regardless of whether you were a Saint or not, one careless mistake could truly lead to death.

There was once a Bloodline Warrior from the War God Bloodline Family whose bloodline had reached the Ultimate Awakening. He fought fiercely against an Undying King from the Demon Race whose bloodline was the Ultimate Awakening of a Demon Warrior.

Both were severely injured and retreated to their respective nations to recuperate. To accelerate his healing and attempt to break through the so-called Ultimate Power barrier to become a powerhouse surpassing all past Ultimate Bloodline Warriors, the War God Bloodline Warrior bravely consumed what was called the God-Making Potion by a so-called Mysterious Potion Master.

A: Many friends should be starting work today. I wish everyone success in their work.

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