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Chapter298 - Meteoric Iron

“Hey!” Yuanen shouted. Seeing that he was about to be left behind, he quickly ran after the two. After all, he still needed to get his first-grade thousand refining.

Tang Wulin’s surroundings blurred as they flew. He struggled within the man’s grasp, but the scorching energy enveloping him made all attempts futile. Several seconds later, his body lightened and he found himself standing in an unfamiliar location.

It was in a large, messy room. Two shelves lined the walls, filled with an assortment of metals that made Tang Wulin’s eyes light up. If not for his teacher back in Eastsea City, it would have been near impossible for him to obtain some of the truly precious metals on the shelves.

A large forging table stood in the center of the room, its sparkling silver exterior a clear testament to its grade.

T-this workshop is enormous!

“You can spirit refine?”

Tang Wulin turned around and came face to face with the red-haired eccentric. “Who are you? Why did you bring me here?”

“Answer my question first. Can you spirit refine?” the man insisted.

Tang Wulin answered, “I succeeded once by chance.”

The red-haired man’s brows jumped, then he pointed to the forging table. “Good. Then show me your luck again.”

Tang Wulin shook his head. “No, I won’t try it. Last time was a fluke. I don’t even have three soul rings yet, how can I even hope to succeed? I’ll be gravely injured if I fail. I’m not doing it.”

“You don’t have your third ring yet?” Taken aback, the red-haired man scratched his head as he took in this piece of information.

“That’s right, I’m only thirteen years old right now! You can’t expect everyone at my age to have three soul rings.” Tang Wulin exclaimed.

“Indeed, that’s a bit too low.” The man nodded seriously. “Then thousand refine for me. I want to watch.”

Tang Wulin instantly hatched a scheme in his devious mind. “Alright, I’ll thousand refine for you. But I have a condition.”

The red-haired man rubbed his forehead. “You have a condition for me? Fine! I’ll accept one condition. Tell me, what is it?”

“You let me forge any metal I like in here and keep it after I’m done,” Tang Wulin stated.

“No problem.” The man answered without the slightest hint of hesitation as he nodded.

“Then can you tell me how to use this forging table? I’ve never touched one this expensive before,” Tang Wulin said.

The man used a few simple words to explain the mechanics of the forging table. With his years of forging experience, Tang Wulin instantly grasped how to use it.

“Okay. I’m going to start now.” Tang Wulin walked over to the shelf of metals as he spoke.

Just a while ago he had agreed to first-grade thousand refine for Yuanen. Now, luck had practically delivered a shelf full of metal to his doorstep. Although he also had the metals obtained from participating in the competition on behalf of the Eastsea Blacksmith’s Association,

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