After he completed crafting the lower level talismans, Xiang Yu finally decided to tackle the more challenging task, crafting a few soul shock talismans. Fifth grade, of course. With how much the soul infant had improved since the last time he had attempted this, he was confident it wouldn’t let him down this time.
He settled into position and began the intricate process of crafting the soul shock talisman. The first attempt: light work, no reaction. The second: light work, no reaction. Third: light work, no reaction. Fifth: Ohhh, okay, it’s got a little kick.
The soul infant finally began to show signs of strain.
Xiang Yu decided to leave it at that for the day. He was confident he could push through and create a couple more talismans without causing serious harm, but he held himself back. He didn’t want to strain the infant too much, after all, he still needed it to cultivate his mind level for the entire day ahead. Overworking it now would only hurt his long-term progress.
During the intense crafting process, he had also broken through to fourth-grade talisman making. Still, since he hadn’t used the system to achieve this breakthrough, he didn’t gain the usual burst of insights and knowledge that normally accompanied system advancements. He didn’t even bother trying to explore his new capabilities, he would wait patiently for those revelations to come after the next reset.
Satisfied with this, Xiang Yu rose from his position and left the spirit vein. It was time to check on his blacksmithing candidates and see how they had fared in his absence.
When he returned to the School of Blacksmithing, the sight that greeted him was nothing short of chaotic disaster. Everything was a complete mess. Molten metal had splattered across the stone floor in wild patterns, creating treacherous puddles that glowed with residual heat. Some of the students were nursing obvious injuries—singed eyebrows, bandaged hands, and clothes marked with burn holes. The deafening noise of hammering filled every corner of the room, creating a cacophony that would have been impressive if it weren’t so clearly uncontrolled.
Well, it was kind of his fault for leaving them completely unsupervised, but still, how had things escalated to this level of chaos? These were cultivators, not complete novices to handling dangerous situations.
Xiang Yu channeled his qi to enhance his voice, ensuring it would cut through the overwhelming din. "Time is up, everyone stop!" he commanded.
His amplified voice sliced through all the noise like a blade, causing every single student to freeze mid-motion. Hammers stopped in mid-swing, and the sudden silence felt almost as overwhelming as the previous chaos.
Xiang Yu then began moving methodically around the scattered students, carefully observing their attempted productions and grading them on the spot without beating around the bush. "Fail, fail, fail, fail, pass," he announced as he moved from station to station.
In the end, the results were rather disappointing. Out of nearly a hundred eager candidates, only twelve had managed to pass his standards. The successful students were mostly male, their generally stronger physical builds allowing them to better handle both the intense heat from the forges and the demanding repetitive hammering required for proper metalwork.
He thought to himself that he would definitely need to create a body refining scripture for these students, or perhaps for the entire sect. It seemed that not many people in their sect actually practiced body refining cultivation, which explained the poor physical performance he had just witnessed.
His attention was drawn to one particularly impressive figure among the successful candidates. "Your name is?" he asked, looking up at a disciple whose massive frame cast a shadow over him despite Xiang Yu’s own respectable height.
"Grand Elder, my name is Zhu Rong," the giant spoke, his voice deep and respectful.
Xiang Yu was a little surprised by the familiar name, but he smiled in approval. "Good, you performed the best out of everyone here. From now on, you will be president of the School of Blacksmithing. Find Chairman Liu Qing and she will brief you on your duties."
The massive disciple straightened even further with pride. "I’ll listen to the Grand Elder’s instructions," he said, bowing his enormous frame before turning around and departing with the other successful candidates.
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"Martial aunt, congratulations on your breakthrough," Xiang Yu said warmly as he carefully served her plate.
Elder Huang looked down at her meal, then glanced curiously at the others’ portions. Her brow furrowed slightly in confusion. "Why is mine different from that old guy’s?" she asked, gesturing toward Elder Guo’s plate. She understood perfectly well that Li Yao ate second-grade food that would be too potent for them to handle, but why was she being given something different today?
"Since you’ve broken through, you should now be able to handle higher-level spirit foods," Xiang Yu explained. "I wanted to also give you second-grade, but you’ve just broken through and your foundation isn’t yet stable. This third-grade food will help stabilize your foundation properly."
When she heard this explanation, a smile spread across her face. "Oh, so that’s why. Thank you, martial nephew," she spoke with sincere gratitude.
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