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Chapter 761 Sacrificing Oneself for the Furnace
Therefore, her hammer became much lighter.

It's no longer as heavy as it was at the beginning.

Ning was somewhat surprised, not expecting that a woman would be the first to grasp this pattern.

However, as time went by, Ning Gong's expression became more serious.

He was astonished to discover that the woman had fallen into a special rhythmic state.

Each of her movements carried a unique rhythm.

Others couldn't understand it, but he could see it clearly.

Therefore, the hammer became extremely light and was no longer an obstacle for the woman.

She was completely unaware of all this, and continued forging the sword blank on her own.

At this point, many people have already begun to give up.

Just swinging the hammer and smashing it down again and again is an extremely difficult task.

Not to mention the actual forging of swords.

At this moment, many who had come to make up the numbers realized the difficulty of forging the sword and chose to give up.

Ning waved his hand, and those people stood in the corner, looking at the remaining people with resentment.

I originally thought the first level would be easy, but now it seems that very few people will be able to advance to the next level.

"boom--"

Song Wanning brought down the hammer again.

"clang--"

A pleasant tapping sound rang in my ears.

Song Wanning didn't feel tired at all. She gradually got the hang of the rhythm and became more and more happy with it.

What she didn't know was that each swing struck heavily on her soul.

My soul is getting stronger little by little.

So she felt increasingly relaxed.

The forging process lasted a day, and Young Master Xue was the first to finish the task.
He put away the hammer and glanced at Song Wanning indifferently.

Upon discovering the other party's condition, a cold glint flashed in Young Master Xue's eyes, along with a hint of shock.

He never expected that the woman would actually be able to persevere.

This is truly unexpected.

With Young Master Xue taking the lead, others gradually completed the task as well.

After delivering the final blow, Song Wanning also snapped out of that state.

Looking at the sword blank before her, she was very satisfied.

He casually twirled the hammer in his hand a few times, and the originally incredibly heavy hammer suddenly became so light.

"First stage complete!"

"Seven people have advanced to the next round. Let's try again tomorrow!"

Ning Gong glanced at the group indifferently, then got up and left.

All the remaining people were eliminated. Out of several hundred people, only seven made it to the next round.

It is easy to imagine how difficult it is to forge a sword blank.

Many people gathered around, congratulating the winner with fawning attitudes.

Only a few women offered their congratulations to Song Wanning.

The men ignored her, still looking down on her.

Song Wanning didn't mind, thanked them, and turned to go back to her room.

However, before they even entered the house, a voice suddenly called out from behind them.

"Gulan, are you really going to pretend you don't know me?"

An unfamiliar male voice sounded from behind.

Song Wanning turned around and saw Young Master Xue.

Young Master Xue still wore that black cloak, standing there with a cold and aloof expression, his merciless eyes seemingly carrying a sense of accusation and malice.

It seems the original owner knew Young Master Xue!

Song Wanning looked at him calmly, having no memory of the original owner of the body, and naturally unaware of their connection.

Perhaps Song Wanning's behavior was too indifferent, and Young Master Xue curled his lips in a sarcastic smile.

"What? You weren't this cold-hearted when you were plotting against me before."

"Quran, how does it feel to be driven out?"

“If you had obediently been my father’s canary, I wouldn’t have laid a hand on you. But you were restless and dared to scheme against me.” Young Master Xue’s eyes were filled with undisguised ruthlessness, and his tone became full of murderous intent.

"But I didn't expect that you not only survived, but also dared to participate in Ning Gong's apprenticeship competition."

To everyone's surprise, she actually passed the first test.

A wicked glint flashed across Young Master Xue's face, his malice written all over his face.

Song Wanning also gleaned some information from these few words: So the original owner of this body was Xue's father's woman?
Concubine?

Perhaps so; she was a concubine who was abandoned and died under the arrangement of Young Master Xue.

It was only because he possessed her body that "she" came back to life.

Young Master Xue was quite surprised.

Song Wanning wasn't afraid of being seen through; she simply raised the corners of her lips.

"What, are you getting anxious because you realize you're not as good as me?"

"This is just the beginning."

A hint of mockery flashed in her eyes, and then she ignored Young Master Xue and turned to enter the courtyard.

Young Master Xue was amused by Song Wanning's arrogance.

But he did feel a sense of threat, and after taking a deep look at Song Wanning's back, a murderous intent flashed through his mind once again.

...

The next day, the second stage began.

The second step is to forge the sword blank once more.

At the same time, it must be thrown into a fire to be fired until an initial sword blank is formed, only then is it considered a success.

This is similar to the sword-forging process in the cultivation world, so Song Wanning didn't find it unfamiliar and started operating it right away.

She wielded the hammer with impressive skill, no longer the helpless woman she was yesterday.

The others also worked very hard and began to forge their skills.

Ning Gong remained silent throughout, simply sitting to the side and watching, his eyes revealing an unfathomable depth.

...

The second task was not simple, but for the three cultivators, the steps were familiar.

So all three of them succeeded.

Young Master Xue also succeeded.

The four then advanced to the third round.

The three of them successfully discovered each other's identities.

Their gazes met, and something strange happened.

Ning Gong noticed it, and so did Young Master Xue, who muttered under his breath, "Indecent."

Song Wanning: "..."

"What, you still have to observe mourning for your father, huh?"

She wasn't the type to swallow her anger; if Young Master Xue dared to insult her, she would insult him back.

"you--"

Young Master Xue was furious that Song Wanning dared to curse his father.

Song Wanning simply rolled her eyes at him and walked away.

Ning Gong didn't care about their relationship and went straight to the requirements of the third stage.

"To die for the furnace."

Upon hearing those four words, all four thought they had misheard.

What did Engineer Ning just say?
To sacrifice oneself in the furnace?
Is he crazy, or are they crazy?
"Master Ning, we're here to learn sword-making techniques, not to die!"

Young Master Xue's face darkened, and he spoke to Engineer Ning without any politeness.

Song Wanning and the other two also changed their expressions, looking at Engineer Ning with unfriendly expressions.

To sacrifice oneself in the furnace—what else is that but suicide?
But Ning Gong stood up without any hurry and said meaningfully, "If you want to pass the test, you must sacrifice yourself in the furnace. Otherwise, you will not pass."

"Back then, I sacrificed myself in the furnace to achieve what I have today."

"If one cannot achieve a spiritual connection with the sword furnace, how can one forge a sword?"

As he spoke, he looked at Song Wanning.

"you first!"

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