Chapter 8: BloodSmith

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Everything had been wiped out. Yan Jin only had his wooden case and the meteorite piece left as valuable things in this world. He dove into the pit that used to be his home to get a better look at the rock.

Like in the morning, the metal had cooled down, but the rock still gave off some heat. Yan Jin rubbed the surface with his hand to try to figure out what shape it was. It wasn't perfectly round; some of the lines were burned to look like veins. It was over 100 kilograms; for such a small rock to be so heavy, it had to have the biggest density he had seen since he came to this world.

What interested him was the energy it gave off. Not only did it bother his genes and soul power, but it also felt like it was almost alive. He picked up the metal and put it in his box. "Since you ruined my savings, you will be my payment." Before he could get used to the extra weight of his bag, his posture fell.

He took a walk toward the grave of his uncle. "Uncle, I need to go." I'm not coming back tomorrow, and I'm not sure when I will. Don't worry, though; I'll pay off your bill. He then turned to leave and ran into Old Ma and Xiao Xiao. He could tell by the smell of the old man's breath that he wasn't going to live for much longer. He also knew what was going to happen.

"I know you're leaving the town." "Gu Zhen and his son have already left, and the others are packing up and leaving one after the other," Old Ma said. "The aunt of Xiao Xiao runs a store in Pine City." Because I let you stay in the workshop for so many years, could you take her there?" He then put out his hand to Yan Jin and held a book and a black hammer in it.

"The only thing I taught you all these years was the basics, but I know you're good at making weapons better." The blacksmith in my family left this book to me, and the hammer is a blood tool. It would be payment if you want to move forward on that path. There is a letter for the aunt of Xiao Xiao.

He then said, "When you're done with the book, give it back to Xiao Xiao." A series of coughs cut him off. It's her legacy and her only way to stay alive.

Yan Jin looked at the dying man and asked, "You give a book to a blind man?"" I don't understand where your faith comes from. Even though I'll do my best, I can only do so much."

"A blood-resonating ore is used to make blood tools." The bloodsmith can make magical tools that connect with bloodline based on the properties of the blood-resonating metal and the mixture of ingredients.

"Blood tool grades are the same as the bloodline cultivation level: awakened, blood purification, blood resonance, and bloodborn."

"To forge a blood tool, the bloodsmith needs to have an inner flame and learn vein pattern inscription."

"Vein inscription is a soul-powered technique that allows blood warriors to flow blood energy into external tools."

As they walked along the side of the road to Pine City, Xiao Xiao's small voice could be heard. There was sometimes a flying creature that came straight at Little Creek Village. Random roars or loud blasts could be heard from time to time.--

After going for about six hours, Yan Jin decided to take a break to give the little girl a chance to rest. They sat in the shade of a pine tree and talked about how good it smelled. He could tell they were getting close to their goal. He gave the little girl something to chew on and then sat down in a meditation pose. He jumped for a second, but his face didn't show it.

After one heartbeat, a group of men in red robes walked up to Yan Jin. They were tired and had a lot of weapons. As they looked in every direction for signs of their prey, they had probably been in a hot chase.

If Yan Jin could see, he would be able to tell that the outfits of the Yan Family had symbols on the shoulder blades.He didn't wait to be asked a question before asking, "Who is there?" He was waving his hands around and trying to grab his cane.