The Urban Dao Child.
Yang Dao is an orphan. He does not speak much. He is so introverted that if not for his grades no one would have even known about him. One day it all changed. A red helicopter landed in front of him and a black-haired beauty walked up to him. She spoke in a joyful and emotional voice, "Young Master, this servant finally found you." ... Follow Yang Dao, a boy blessed by the heavens. A guy who was given four familiar spirits by the heavens. DISCLAIMER: THE COVER IMAGE DOES NOT BELONG TO ME.
Gathered.
As the people began to cultivate again, Yang Dao got busy crafting the artifacts and he did not bother with anything else. As he grew familiar with the process of casting the armor his speed increased, and the output rate would have shocked Elder Tao. The rhythm of his hammer began to pick up pace as he continued.
The disciples could not help but notice this, when they opened their eyes to check what this kid was doing, they found him holding two hammers in his hands and the strikes were raining down on the cast armor. The other thing that surprised them was Yang Dao molding the armor without any tool.
Amil asked, "Yo, Cal, what is he doing?" with a doubtful tone.