Eternal Heavenly Emperor

Huayuan Pills could expand the meridians tenfold, but this tenfold was relative to the state when the meridians were just opened, not a tenfold increase on the current basis, which would be too exaggerated.

After half a month, Chu Hao's cultivation had reached mid-Four Meridians, and half an hour later, under the effect of the pill, the fourth proper vein expanded again, reaching sixty times.

At this time, the effect of the first Huayuan Pill had been exhausted.

He immediately took the second Huayuan Pill.

Buzz, buzz, buzz. The cell furnace reopened, and his realm began to improve again.

Seventy times, eighty times, ninety times, one hundred times.

Reached the limit.

Couldn't expand even a bit further, or the meridians would surely burst.

Chu Hao didn't stop at all and immediately started attacking the fifth tier.

Penetrate the fifth meridian.

The higher the cultivation, the harder it was to penetrate a new meridian. Because now the Star Force would simultaneously flow into the four meridians, naturally requiring more precise control.

One day, two days, three days... time flew by, and on the ninth day, the fifth proper vein was completely penetrated.

The Minor Formless Mysterious Skill was indeed an Earth Level Middle-Grade Technique.

Chu Hao praised in his heart. He had previously practiced three techniques, using them to penetrate the initial three proper veins, but the speed comparison was truly worlds apart.

He began to consume the Huayuan Pills again.

Ten times, twenty times, thirty times. Under the effect of the pill, the meridians expanded rapidly. By the end of this day, eleven Huayuan Pills were consumed completely, elevating Chu Hao's cultivation to mid-fifth-tier.

He couldn't help but sigh. With the full support of a sect, the speed of cultivation was truly remarkable.

The Huayuan Pills were expensive, but as long as they were willing to spend Star Stones, would they be afraid of not being able to buy the required medicinal herbs and Spirit Fruits?

Money was indeed a good thing.

He walked out of the room to find Feng Yezi—it was time to repay the favor after receiving such benefits.

"You have penetrated the fifth proper vein already?" Seeing Chu Hao, Feng Yezi was suddenly amazed. It had only been nine days.

Nine days!

Chu Hao nodded and said, "I've not disappointed Master Feng. I believe my fire resistance ability should have improved again, and it's time to test it out."

Feng Yezi was left speechless. This kid was not only a genius in iron forging but also had terrifying talent in martial arts. How could the heavens favor one person so much?

He couldn't help but think of himself. Although he had ten disciples, none could reach his height. On the other hand, he was still far from attaining the skills of Tian Chengzi, unable to reproduce the techniques of the old master.

For Feng Yezi, fame, fortune, money, or beauties were no longer important. Instead, making his skills flourish and be passed down for generations was his most ardent wish.

And this wish was clearly impossible to achieve among his ten disciples.

But this kid in front of him... he would surely surpass himself and become the greatest Tool-Forging Master in history.

"Little Friend Chu, are you interested in learning how to forge Treasure Artifacts from me?" Feng Yezi said with a bright smile.

Chu Hao scratched his head and said, "I am a bit interested, but to be honest, I just want to make money to buy cultivation resources and improve my strength."

This kid was so straightforward, it was a bit frustrating.

Feng Yezi had always looked down on the fighting between martial artists. In his eyes, Treasure Artifacts were artworks, not tools for fighting. Chu Hao clearly had extraordinary talent in Tool-Forging, yet he was thinking about cultivating martial arts, what a waste!

Whether it was Tool-Forging or Alchemy, both required a certain martial arts realm for support, but never to the exaggerated extent of a War Emperor or War God. For Tool-Forging Masters and Alchemists, cultivating martial arts was one for providing energy, and two for extending longevity; combat power was of no use.

Though he only had Warrier-level cultivation, even in the presence of Tianhe Sect's Sect Master or a distinguished War General, he would be treated with utmost respect. In fact, even in front of a War King, he could stand as equal.

This was the status of a Tool-Forging Master.

Which martial artist didn't want an advanced Treasure Artifact? Hence, every Tool-Forging Master naturally had extensive social connections, making everything convenient. Just a word, and many strong individuals would vie to please.

Therefore, what need was there for greater strength? Instead of venturing into dangerous ancient caves or barbaric and ferocious lands, it was better to forge more Treasure Artifacts.

Feng Yezi sighed in his heart, but like Guo Zhen, he believed that once Chu Hao got into Tool-Forging and experienced its joy, his interest would naturally shift to Tool-Forging.

He was fully confident.

"You do not need to formally become my disciple. Although I would like to take you as my final disciple, I probably do not have that qualification. Just follow me, observe and learn. How much you can learn depends on your comprehension and fortune," Feng Yezi said.

Chu Hao couldn't help but feel respect. For most people, whether it was the Mad Demon Hammer Technique or the Tool-Forging skills Feng Yezi would teach in the future, these were absolute treasures.

But Feng Yezi and Guo Zhen were afraid he would not learn, giving him everything without any conditions.

They lacked any sectarian bias.

Chu Hao nodded and said sincerely, "Thank you for your teaching, Master Feng. I will work hard."

"Hahaha, very well. Let's forge the Mysterious Yin True Gold now," Feng Yezi brought Chu Hao to the backyard and took out a head-sized piece of metal from the Mustard Seed Ring. It was black with a tinge of green. Just taking it out exuded a biting chill, making the blazing flames in the furnace retreat.

Mysterious Yin True Gold, true to its name.

"Third-grade precious material, even I have seen it only a few times," Feng Yezi's hand rubbed the metal, his face glowing as if emitting light.

Chu Hao nodded. The grade of cultivation techniques, pills, and precious materials corresponded to the martial artist's strength. Otherwise, one couldn't hold onto them even if acquired. The strongest in Tianhe County was a War General, making third-grade precious materials unimaginably hard to obtain.

"I'll control the fire, and you hammer the iron. Also—" Feng Yezi handed over a pill. "This is a Snow Frost Pill, it will help you withstand the heat waves better."

Chu Hao took the pill and swallowed it in one go. Immediately, a chilling sensation moved like a thread into his stomach, then spread to his limbs and veins, making him shiver involuntarily and feel a strong aversion.

He had a Fire Attribute, naturally averse to such cold pills, but as the effect kicked in, he indeed felt the surrounding heat significantly reduce.

The older and younger ones cooperated seamlessly. Feng Yezi first heated and softened the Mysterious Yin True Gold, then Chu Hao hammered it. However, third-grade precious materials had impossibly high melting points; even Feng Yezi had to exhaust himself to fuel the furnace, barely making the metal pliable.

Clang, clang, clang, the sound of iron forging echoed, and the two were busy in a heated frenzy.

Third-grade materials were incredibly hard and tough.

Chu Hao felt it as soon as he started. Hitting the Fine Iron with a hammer would cause a noticeable deformation, but the Mysterious Yin True Gold? Minimal, almost negligible.

He calculated that it would take twenty blows to compensate.

But his stamina and Star Force were limited. Once exhausted, he had to stop to recover. Even with the Snow Frost Pill providing heat resistance, it could only help so much; he still consumed his own Star Force.

Thus, he had to rest every half hour.

Feng Yezi spared no expense, not only buying Warrior-level ferocious beast meat for Chu Hao to replenish energy but also preparing many Star Yuan Pills to quickly restore consumed Star Force.

Chu Hao worked like this, forging iron for a while, then stopping to eat some meat, chew a Star Yuan Pill or Snow Frost Pill, to recover energy before resuming work.

He couldn't help but wonder about the cost. The resources consumed on him alone were enormous. How many Star Stones would Feng Yezi sell this Treasure Artifact for to break even?

When resting, he couldn't help but ask Feng Yezi.

Unexpectedly, Feng Yezi gave him a completely shocking answer.

"This Treasure Artifact, I haven't charged a single Star Stone."

"It's because it's my first encounter with third-grade precious material. Being able to forge a weapon with such treasure is my lifelong dream. I should thank others instead of charging a fee."

Chu Hao couldn't help but admire him. No wonder Feng Yezi was willing to teach him Tool-Forging skills so generously. The old man had truly devoted all his thoughts to the art of forging.

Admirable.

With unwavering support, Chu Hao felt extremely energetic, maintaining peak energy throughout the day. He successfully forged the Mysterious Yin True Gold to paper-thinness, laying a solid foundation.

He considered cultivation as rest. After running the Minor Formless Mysterious Skill to absorb Star Stones for three hours, he returned to forging.

Day after day, within just ten days, he forged the Mysterious Yin True Iron into sixty-four layers. Unfortunately, his strength couldn't keep up, or he could have forged it to one hundred twenty-eight layers.

In such intensive labor, his physique significantly improved, each muscle becoming as solid as iron, providing strong defense even without circulating Star Force.

"You haven't slept in ten days. Now go rest properly. Cultivation cannot replace sleep," Feng Yezi said. The next steps didn't require Chu Hao's assistance, just observation.

Chu Hao nodded, intending to leave but suddenly paused and asked, "Master Feng, could you introduce me to a pharmacist?"

"A pharmacist?" Feng Yezi was puzzled, saying, "You look healthy and vigorous, doesn't seem like you have any hidden ailments."

"Actually, I've been poisoned chronically," Chu Hao admitted.

"What!" Feng Yezi was shocked. "There's no time to lose, I'll have the youngest take you to Physician Liu immediately."