I've been transported to the orc continent.

The beastmen present were almost going crazy. It was only at this moment that Chief Zhan understood what Ling meant when he said that ironware would bring about earth-shattering changes to the tribe!

Zhan's gaze burned with intensity. The iron knife was so sharp, but what about the iron axe, the iron hammer, the iron pot, the iron sickle, and the iron hoe?

He looked at Bai Ling again. Zhan knew that it was Ling who had brought about these changes to the tribe. With Ling around, their tribe's life would definitely get better and better.

*

The tribesmen all rushed forward and surrounded Yue. Xiao was the first to take the knife. He found a small tree and chopped at it. The other tribesmen also chopped trees and grass. One tribesman even swung his steel knife at the air a few times. Even though he didn't cut anything, he was very satisfied with the sound of the steel knife cutting through the air and the flashing sharp light.

Zhan didn't use the steel knife to cut anything; instead, he directly ordered his people to go to the cave where the tribe stored food and bring back a piece of wild animal bone.

Chen immediately let out a howl and rushed out before anyone else could answer. Several other tribesmen followed suit, all eager to see what it would be like to cut a wild beast with a steel blade.

The Moon Blade was forged specifically for hunting. It's so sharp that it should be able to cut through the bones of wild beasts in just a few strokes.

*

When Chen returned, he was followed by a large group of tribesmen; all the tribesmen who were still in the tribe had come over.

Chen carried the ribs of wild beasts on his back, Xiao carried wild vegetables, while other tribesmen carried meat, fruits, or animal hides.

Zhan's expression was serious: "Didn't I tell you to bring bones? Why did you bring so much stuff?"

Although Zhan was serious, the tribespeople were not afraid of him. Cai chuckled and said, "I asked them to bring it. This is the first steel knife in our tribe. I wish I could bring everything in the tribe so that Yue could try it out."

Chen took the ribs out of the basket and placed them on a rock. Yue gripped the knife handle with both hands and controlled his strength to chop at the ribs. He didn't use his full strength, only about half of it, and the steel knife went in halfway.

Bai Ling said from the side, "This kind of knife is too big. It's not suitable for chopping bones. Once I make the kitchen knife and boning knife, those will be more suitable for chopping bones."

Bai Ling felt it was unsuitable, but the other tribesmen didn't think so, especially the newly arrived ones. They were extremely surprised to see that Yue had only used such a light force and the blade of the steel knife had penetrated more than halfway.

You know, when you cut this kind of bone with a stone knife, the first cut can only leave a small crack in the bone.

The steel knife cuts meat very easily, and it's even faster at cutting vegetables and fruits. However, it's not very convenient for cutting animal hides because the steel knife is too big, making it difficult to use.

Bai Ling silently made a mental note: she had to get the scissors out.

*

It was still early, but the tribespeople were still excited. They passed the steel knives back and forth, some brandishing them, some chopping vegetables, and others stroking the blades with a reluctant air, their smiles somewhat resembling those of lovesick fools.

Yue really, really likes this knife.

His eyes followed the steel knife being passed around among his people, his gaze gleaming with joy and excitement.

Bai Ling walked to Yue's side and asked, "Yue, why don't you give this knife a name?"

As soon as Bai Ling approached Yue, he noticed her. Yue turned his head to look at Bai Ling, his bright, icy blue eyes shining: "Ling, you forged this knife, so you should name it."

Bai Ling smiled and shook his head: "Yue, you were the first to discover the iron ore. Without you, I don't know when I would have been able to make ironware. We agreed before that the first piece of ironware we forged would be yours, and you would name it."

Yue lowered her head, her long, silvery-white hair blowing in the north wind, a few strands falling onto Bai Ling's face. Bai Ling's black eyes curved into crescents, his gaze almost fixed on Yue. Fortunately, Yue had her head down and didn't notice Bai Ling's burning gaze.

Yue moved his lips but didn't make a sound. After a while, he raised his head and looked at Bai Ling, saying, "Ling, let's name this knife Yue." He seemed embarrassed. "I'm terrible at naming things. Since you say this knife is the first iron weapon in the world, let's just name it after me."

“Moon is indeed a good name,” Bai Ling said with a smile. “The blade’s light shines as brightly as a full moon, so calling it Moon is very fitting.”

*

Having witnessed the power of the steel knife yesterday, the tribesmen are working even harder today. They wish they had three heads and six arms so they could do more work and forge more ironware.

Today, Bai Ling is going to forge a hammer, pliers, a sickle, a knife, an iron pot, a dagger, and scissors.

The sickle was for his father, the three knives were for his father, father, and younger brother, and the dagger was made by Bai Ling for himself.

Bai Ling plans to forge these three knives into long swords. These swords will be smaller than Yue's cleaver, with a narrower blade, making them easier to carry.

Bai Ling's father, Feng, and father, Cang, have come here to help. Ever since they saw the steel knife in Yue's hand yesterday, Feng and Cang's interest in ironware has skyrocketed. At first, they were just supporting their son, but now they are proud, satisfied, and full of anticipation.

Bai Ling first threw the wrought iron and pig iron into the blast furnace in order and started to burn them. When the red-hot molten iron flowed out of the blast furnace, Bai Ling used an earthenware pot to catch it and poured it into a mold. The red-hot molten iron flowed all the way until it filled the entire mold.

Bai Ling made three iron pots, which were of different sizes but all had one thing in common: they were very thick. This was for use in iron smelting, and making them thicker made them safer to use.

The iron pot, tongs, and hammer are all for smelting iron, so they only need to be hammered a little. The sickle is for cutting grass, so it doesn't need to be hammered much. However, the three long knives and daggers all need to be hammered carefully.

Since space inside the iron smelting workshop was limited, Bai Ling simply led his people to move stones to the open ground outside, and then lit a fire in the open ground to start forging iron directly in the open.

Bai Ling and Yue stood together. Yue held an iron sheet between two wooden sticks, while Bai Ling swung a stone hammer and kept striking it. Both of them kept their eyes down and remained silent, but their cooperation was very tacit. Occasionally, they would raise their heads, but it was always together. Neither of them spoke. They would just look at each other and smile, and then lower their heads to continue their work.

Despite the presence of many clansmen around them, the two only exchanged silent glances, as if the surrounding clansmen had no influence on them at all.

All day long, the clanging of blacksmithing echoed throughout the tribe. Apart from the tribesmen who went out to collect iron ore, everyone else came to watch. Even the tribesmen responsible for cooking cooked as quickly as possible and did nothing else but come to watch the blacksmithing.