Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master

"Get down there!" as if he was battling against a beast, he slammed his hammer heavily with all his might, forcing the last lump to jolt for a brief second before finally following his will and falling over the empty mould.

During all this time, that melted mix got suspended in the air and didn't fall. It looked like it was magically held in place by some sort of invisible force, adding a more mysterious layer over William's actions.

The hit landed so fast. And when the final lump William cleansed fell, the entire mould trembled as if a meteorite had just landed on it.

*Thud!* and in the next moment, William's body landed weakly next to the mould, while panting for breaths.

"Are you ok?" Berry hurriedly ran to support him, and from the pale look on his face she knew he wasn't that well.

"I'm fine," he reassured her, "go now and bring me another mould."

"What about this?" Lang came and motioned with his head towards the mould that had that blue lump with black dots in it.

The big mix that was here before got greatly smaller, forming just a formless lump that didn't take up to one tenth of the entire mould space.

Thinking about it, Lang wasn't the only one feeling great shock. Everyone knew that the work of forging depended on cleansing the ores from their impurities, making them shrink in size.

But no one ever heard before about any material losing most of its bulk in the process. Especially when this didn't take longer than a couple minutes.

"We will leave it to cool down first," William said amidst his rashing breaths.

"Are you able to do it again?" Berry was worried about him. And against her and everyone's expectations, he slowly nodded.

"I have to… There isn't a single one here who can handle this task but me. Now go, bring me one more mould."

Of course, by his current speed, and the number of the available ovens, he wouldn't be able to match up. There were twenty-seven ovens working at the moment, meaning he got twenty-seven melted materials to work on.

And from the look of it, he could maintain that crazy move for just two minutes before taking a rest of one minute. Then he'd resume his crazy work again, working on another melted mix.

Yet he never asked them to stop, and they kept filling the moulds with the melted ores without pause the moment he finished cleansing.

"We are here under the orders of the fourth elder," just after half an hour of doing so, a group of fifty strong looking spirit masters approached them from far.

"At last," William was in the middle of resting, "it's time to start working on the next step."

William didn't want to just melt down the two materials and cleanse them. He wanted to use them over the arrows and spears he asked for.

"Is it William? I'm Kong, the fourth elder sent us to help," the silver spirit master called Kong stepped forward as he recognised William easily.

Among the group here, this dude looked like he was the leader or something, the centre of attention of everyone.

Plus, he was the only one wearing the white porter clothes of the academy.

"I'm grateful for your help," William nodded his head before pointing at the moulds he just finished, "I'm going to trouble you with something. I'll do a thing using these arrows and spears here, and you have to just follow my steps, got it?"

"Piece of cake," Kong seemed to be impatient and overconfident. Yet from the gazes of everyone, he felt something was off.

He didn't know what happened here, nor how weird William's orders and actions were. He came during William's rest and didn't see how crazy William acted just minutes ago.

"Look… You'll do this…" William resisted the accumulated fatigue that assaulted him and started to grab the final cleansed mix as if he was holding a clay or something.

Weirdly enough, the cleansed mix that everyone thought to be solid followed William's hands and acted exactly how clay was supposed to do.

The final mix got smaller in size, and not only that, but it was also left to cool down for a long time, enough to turn any melted ores into a solid form again.

"And then rub the entire spears and arrows with it this way," when William acted, everyone expected to see something grand and amazing.

Yet what they ended up with was just this simple and basic move, one that made them doubt what they were seeing.

Was it this simple? Did he take all this trouble just for doing this? That was what everyone in the first group thought about.

However what William said next made it clear how hard this simple looking move was.

"When rubbing it, infuse your spirit power gently into this substance. Don't worry, your spirit power will get absorbed and it will help the arrows and spears to absorb this material."

William didn't give a name to what he made. And when he said that everyone could see his bronzed coloured spirit power seeping into the substance he was rubbing.

Before using his energy, this substance just covered the arrows and spears in a thick layer like a coat. But when William infused his spirit power, it seemed like the substance turned into something new. It seeped slowly into the arrows and spears he touched with both hands, getting absorbed just like what he said.

William was already exhausted, and he exerted his spirit power all the time to support his actions with the hammer. So, he didn't prolong what he was doing and just stopped after doing this for a dozen arrows and spears.

"Got it?" he turned to ask, and Kong nodded.

"It's not that hard," the latter paused, "but how much can we use over these arrows and spears?"

The pile of arrows and spears William received from before was large. The number swelled up for tens of thousands.