Peerless Tang Sect: God Emperor Haotian

After obtaining the Xuanming Pill, Ye Sen immediately returned to Nanxi Village without stopping.

Ye Sen's hurried return immediately drew the attention of everyone in the room. However, before they could speak, Ye Sen handed the small porcelain bottle given to him by the Xuanming Sect Master to Cheng Wan and said, "Teacher Cheng, take a look, is this the Xuanming Pill?"

Upon hearing this, an eerie silence fell over the room.

Jiang Nannan, Ye Sen's maternal grandmother Ye Lin, and Cheng Wan all showed surprised expressions.

Xuanming Pill?

Ye Sen actually managed to get his hands on the Xuanming Pill?

Cheng Wan was the first to react. She immediately reached out and took the small porcelain bottle to examine it carefully. After a moment, she said with a look of surprise, "This is indeed the Xuanming Pill."

Upon hearing this, the surprise on everyone's faces deepened.

Not long ago, Cheng Wan herself said how precious and difficult to obtain the Xuanming Pill was. Yet, Ye Sen acquired such a rare and precious item so quickly?

Questions immediately arose in everyone's mind.

As Ye Sen's maternal grandmother, Ye Lin immediately asked with some concern, "Xiao Sen, this Xuanming Pill is so precious, how did you obtain it?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Nannan and Cheng Wan, who were standing nearby, both turned their gazes toward Ye Sen.

Ye Sen had no intention of hiding how he obtained the Xuanming Pill; it was an open and aboveboard transaction with nothing to hide.

After hearing Ye Sen's explanation, the room fell silent again.

In Xuanming City, the sect leader of the Xuanming Sect is an absolutely terrifying figure whose every stomp of his foot can shake the entire city.

Ye Sen, a child not even eight years old, actually had the courage to take the initiative to approach the other party and make a deal with them using a hollow favor?!

It's no exaggeration to say that many adults wouldn't have such courage!

Ye Lin frowned and said, "Xiao Sen, what you're doing is too dangerous. What if the Xuanming Sect has designs on you..."

Ye Sen smiled and comforted her, "Grandma, don't worry. I have no grudge against them, so why would they want to harm me?"

Before making this decision, Ye Sen had of course thought it through carefully. Using personal connections for a deal was not a rash act on a whim.

Firstly, the Xuanming Sect has an excellent reputation in Xuanming City and is not the kind of unreasonable and domineering soul master sect.

Secondly, the Clear Sky Hammer martial spirit is his best protection.

Regardless of his relationship with the Haotian Sect, as long as he possessed this martial spirit, the Xuanming Sect would not risk offending the Haotian Sect by attacking him if there were no enmity between them.

Finally, since the Xuanming Sect is definitely the one who wins in this deal, there is even less need to break ties.

It was precisely because Ye Sen had considered these points that he dared to take the initiative to approach them.

And as it turns out, his idea was absolutely correct!

"Brother Ye Sen, thank you for finding the Xuanming Pill for my mother." Jiang Nannan, her eyes red, threw herself into Ye Sen's arms and said gratefully, "You owe the Xuanming Sect a favor, and from now on, Nannan will help you repay it, okay?"

"Okay." Ye Sen smiled and patted her head, then said to Cheng Wan, "Teacher Cheng, now that we have the Xuanming Pill, we'll have to trouble you with the rest."

Cheng Wan readily agreed, "The dean has already spoken to me, so leave things here to me."

Neither Ye Sen nor Jiang Nannan were healing-type Soul Masters, so they couldn't offer much help in healing. Therefore, after the situation here was settled, the two returned to the academy the next day to continue their studies.

Jiang's mother's condition was completely cured a month later thanks to Cheng Wan's meticulous treatment.

With this, the matter has finally come to a perfect end!

......

Time flies, and two years later...

A corner of the Mingshui Soul Master Academy, a studio.

The clanging and banging of metal could be heard continuously coming from inside the room.

Beside the stove, a still somewhat immature young boy held a black iron hammer, sweating profusely as he wielded it.

The boy looked to be eight or nine years old, with delicate and handsome features. His short black hair was draped over his head in a messy and unruly manner, swaying gently with the swinging of his hammer.

At that moment, the boy was intently watching the metal block on the forging table in front of him.

This is a dark red metal called copper, a rare metal that only forms near volcanoes.

If an expert were present, they would immediately recognize the uniqueness of this piece of red copper. Compared to ordinary red copper, this piece not only has extremely distinctive textures on its surface, but its color is also noticeably brighter, subtly radiating a flame-like glow.

"Almost there, almost there! Just a little more and we'll be done!"

Ye Sen roared with excitement, as if his adrenaline was surging. He felt no fatigue at all. He swung the iron hammer in his hand, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, and struck the red copper metal with a very peculiar rhythm.

A moment later.

Ye Sen took a deep breath of the scorching air, and his right hand paused in mid-air for three seconds before slamming down heavily.

"clang--"

With a crisp metallic clang, the bronze on the forging table trembled violently. The next moment, a dense burst of flames erupted from within the bronze metal, almost instantly filling every corner of the room.

Faced with this bizarre scene, Ye Sen seemed not to see it at all, remaining motionless as if he were a clay sculpture. Yet, his aura was steadily rising.

A moment later.

"call--"

"We finally succeeded!"

As his gaze gradually regained focus, Ye Sen's face immediately lit up with ecstasy.

After three years, he finally succeeded in refining his own unique hammer intent. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he broke through his bottleneck and, two years after becoming a Great Soul Master, reached level 30 in soul power.

The speed at which one's soul power increases to level eight in two years is nothing short of astonishing.

He is actually only nine and a half years old now, not even ten.

Ye Sen was even confident that his cultivation speed might have broken the record for the youngest Soul Master in history.

Ye Sen remained in a state of excitement for a long time before gradually calming down.

Only then did his gaze find a moment of respite, turning to the dazzling red copper on the forging table.

"The thousand-times forging was successful!"

This is not ordinary forging, but a thousand-fold forging technique that only exists in the future world.

This pinnacle forging technique, which was only expected to be available in the future, was brought to life ten thousand years ahead of schedule thanks to Ye Sen's extraordinary talent.

Looking at the incredibly powerful aura of the thousand-refined metal before him, Ye Sen almost immediately thought of battle armor.

The creation of battle armor was facilitated by advancements in forging techniques.

Now that he has produced the Thousand-Refined Metal ahead of schedule, does that mean that Battle Armor might also be created ahead of schedule?

Ye Sen immediately thought of the Mingde Hall of the Sun Moon Empire.

Simply having thousand-refined metal isn't enough to forge a single-word battle armor; matching soul guidance technology is also required. Looking at this era, if we're talking about who might have this capability, it can only be the Mingde Hall!