He was born as a blacksmith, but he dominated the world

Chapter 118 The Role of Monsters

Jiang Lin’s archery skills are not very good, just at level 1. Although there is an accuracy bonus, it is limited to a very short distance.

Fortunately, his emotions were stable enough, and his arrow was powerful enough to silence these people in the underworld with just one arrow.

No one wants to try what effect the arrow would have on themselves.

The man turned around and said in a deep voice: "If you want to kill the demon python and get the good weapon, don't cause trouble again. We all have blood on our hands, why waste time like this!"

Although many people were suspicious of Jiang Lin, no one was willing to leave.

Including the sturdy man holding the machete, he lowered the tip of the knife at this moment.

They didn't come here specifically to cause trouble, but to improve the quality of their weapons so that they could kill the python and earn money.

Now that I'm here, I have to see the result first, no matter what.

Seeing these people were intimidated, Jiang Lin put down his bow and arrow and said to the man, "Since you brought these people here, you will be the one to organize them. If you want to forge weapons again, pay the wages first."

The man nodded, stood in front of the blacksmith shop, and said loudly: "I heard what they said. Pay the money when it's time to pay it, and don't talk too much!"

A group of martial artists looked at each other, and soon someone handed over the silver and the weapon.

Jiang Lin took the weapon, without even looking at it, and stuffed it directly into the stove.

This seemingly reckless action made the thin swordsman in white clothes frown slightly.

Can you really make a weapon of good quality without even looking at it?
No matter what others think, Jiang Lin has already started to stir up trouble.

[Material quality improved by 1%...]

A familiar prompt floated by, and soon, the weapon was burning red.

Jiang Lin took it, picked up the hammer and started smashing it.

Someone with sharp eyes saw the hammer and immediately exclaimed: "This hammer is actually a fifth-grade iron weapon?"

The other people in the martial arts world looked over with curiosity and indeed discovered the four entropy patterns on the hammer.

They were very surprised. Most folk blacksmith shops were considered good if they had one or two pieces of quality ironware. Only the larger shops in the city could forge medium-quality ironware.

But this is just a small village, and the fifth-grade ironware seems a bit out of place.

But because of this, those people have a little more confidence in Jiang Lin.

Anyone who can produce ironware of this quality might be quite capable.

Soon, the clinking sound stopped, after a complete process of quenching and sharpening.

Jiang Lin put down his sword and said, "Okay."

The swordsman in white took the long sword, the blade was shiny black, and he chopped it with ease, making a sharp sound in the air.

It’s really a good product!
The white-robed swordsman's face lit up with joy, and he quickly bowed to Jiang Lin to express his gratitude.

Jiang Lin said calmly, "No need to thank me, you have paid me. Also, don't forget that this sword is to be used to kill the python. Otherwise, no matter how many nice words you say, I will ask someone to do it for you."

The swordsman in white said sternly, "Don't worry, brother. I won't go back on my word!"

Jiang Lin didn't say anything more to him and looked up at the others.

With the example of the white-clad swordsman, those martial arts people could no longer hold back. They immediately swarmed forward, clamoring to hit him with his weapon first.

If it weren't for that man and the white-robed swordsman who helped to stop the crowd and maintain order, the small blacksmith shop would have collapsed long ago.

It took quite a while to determine the order of priority, and there was some quarreling and even physical fighting in the process, needless to say.

For three consecutive days, Jiang Lin hardly had any rest before he managed to re-forge all of these people's weapons.

He intentionally controlled the quality, making it just barely acceptable, without much improvement.

Despite this, the group of martial arts people were still very happy, because at least they had high-quality weapons.

As a result, their confidence increased greatly. Those who had originally wanted to sneak away now stayed and joined forces to find trouble with the demon python. Jiang Xiu brought the food distressedly: "Little brother, eat and rest first, you are working too hard."

"I'm still young, so it's okay to give it a try. If they can really kill the python, we won't have to worry too much about the safety of our family." Jiang Lin said.

Jiang Xiu certainly understood that his brother was working so hard to forge iron in order to use these people to kill the python.

She also hopes that it will succeed.

Wang Hua came over and said, "My younger brother is a man with great potential. He can do whatever he wants. We don't need to say anything more."

Looking at his brother who looked tired, Jiang Xiu nodded silently.

……

After a night's rest, Jiang Lin was woken up early the next morning.

When I went out, I saw that a group of gangsters had already returned.

Most of the people were injured and there were fewer of them, but everyone had a happy look on their faces.

In the open space in front of the blacksmith shop, a giant python as thick as a bucket and more than ten meters long lay dead.

There were countless wounds on his body, his skin was torn and most of his scales were broken.

Seeing Jiang Lin coming out, the man immediately ran over and said with a smile: "Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission. The demon python has finally been killed. Bring it here for you to have a look."

Jiang Lin stared at the python curiously. It was indeed a bit scary, but he didn't see anything too strange about it.

Maybe it’s because monsters also have grades, and this monster python is just the lowest grade.

"Well, that's great. I'll make you an eighth-grade weapon later." Jiang Lin said.

The man came here just for this, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but feel happy.

He quickly pointed at the demon python and said, "Although this demon python is only a second-grade one, its fangs are extremely hard. I would like to give it to you as a gift in return."

Jiang Lin asked curiously, "What can this fang be used for?"

The man was stunned by the question. How could a blacksmith with such superb skills ask such a simple question?

How could he know that Jiang Lin had only been a blacksmith for three months at most and was still unclear about many things.

But the man didn't think much about it and replied, "The demon python's fangs can also be considered as one of the casting materials. If it is incorporated into a weapon, the quality will be higher. It's a pity that it is not of the third grade, otherwise it can generate a trace of ancestral power and can be attached to the weapon."

After some explanation, Jiang Lin finally understood that ordinary monsters of the first and second grades were just horrifying in size but did not have many strange powers.

But once you reach the third level, you can stimulate the hidden power of ancestral blood.

Even for the same kind of monster, the ancestral power after being stimulated may be different.

Some will increase their strength several times, some will change in size, and some can spit out flames or are highly poisonous.

As the grade increases, this ancestral power will also increase accordingly.

The more powerful the monster, the more powerful the ancestral force incorporated into the weapons made from its remains will be.

It is rumored that the magic weapon created by the blacksmith’s ancestor incorporated nine ninth-grade monster beasts.

Jiang Lin felt deeply moved when he heard this. It was indeed a strange world. Every time he learned more about it, it would broaden his horizons.

Without much hesitation, Jiang Lin nodded in agreement.

The man immediately used his weapon with joy to remove the fangs of the python and handed them over.

Jiang Lin took a look and a prompt immediately appeared in his field of vision.

[Ordinary fangs, can increase the strength of castings (can be stimulated by the hidden power of blood)]

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