Chapter 42 Akash {Blacksmith Rank}

"Follow me," Samuel said while he walked inside room three and he closed the door there was a man who graded the students he was shocked to see a nine year old there. 

"There are 15 kinds of metal here. Pick one of them to purify. I will grade you based on the metal you choose and the degree of purification. If your score surpasses 60, then you'll earn the title of a rank 1 blacksmith."

"Yes."

Akash stepped forward and he looked at the metals his eyes traveled around then he saw the Heavy Silver without any doubt he picked this one and he smiled while he held out his hand and he looked at Samuel.

"This one."

Good boy he didn't let him down he is truly Alan disciple.

"Little guy, your strength truly isn't small!" The surveyor exclaimed in astonishment. She was slowly thinking that the nine year old boy in front of her could actually pass the blacksmith's test.

"Masters, may I begin now?"

The surveyor sighed.

"You may begin. You have one hour to finish. Purify it as much as you can. The degree of its purification will determine your score."

Akash took in deep breaths and stretched while he adjusted the soul power within his body.

The reason he chose Heavy Silver wasn't because he wanted to show off to his peers, rather it was the last metal he had forged with. After his initial forging of it, he had gained a thorough understanding of its characteristics. Furthermore, the chunk he picked was also very similar to the one he had forged with originally. It was like seeing someone else hunting, and being excited by one's memories of the thrill of the hunt, and so before he knew it, he had chosen it.

However, he still remembered Alan's words. He mustn't use his Thousand Refined Heavy Silver Hammers unless he was alone. At the very least, he couldn't reveal his Thousand Refined Heavy Silver Hammers until he was fifteen years old.

Akash gradually adjusted his breathing as he watched the metal's temperature on the forging table and sharpened his gaze.

Samuel stood to the side motionlessly as he watched Akash.

When he saw Akash's gaze sharpen, he couldn't help but secretly exclaim in his heart, 'Oh, Alan, Alan, Alan. You've truly picked up a gem.'

Samuel was the greatest advocate of single-minded devotion to forging within the blacksmith community. He wasn't particularly talented, it was just that he liked the profession. He had gotten to where he was now by proceeding one firm step at a time, whilst relying solely on his love and devotion to forging. In the end, he gained the acknowledgement of the blacksmith world.

Akash was just a nine year old child! A nine year old child was actually able to achieve such a state of concentration. This meant that he truly understood the meaning of forging. When faced with such a child, Samuel's expression immediately brightened.

Akash left hand quickly pressed the button, bringing it out of the forging table at just the right temperature.

Hastily, the surveyor began writing this down.

As the surveyor of the blacksmith's ranking test, she was extremely experienced in her role. From Akash's details, she could determine that this wasn't the child's first time forging Heavy Silver. How could a blacksmith who hadn't even registered yet truly forge Heavy Silver?

Akash began!

"His listening to the metal feed back!" 

Peng! The tungsten hammers sang a note as the Heavy Silver depressed inwards a bit.

Akash's pair of large, pretty eyes began shining at that moment as the hammer in his left hand quickly followed.

Peng! Another boom resounded in the room.

The two booms echoed within the room while Samuel's eyes widened a bit. 'Those are… Thousand Refined Tungsten Hammers!?'