Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Now that he was no longer on the Sallow Continent, where he was familiar with most of the minerals, he had to start learning all over again.

He could only come up with his inventions after understanding the properties of the minerals in this world.

Its often mistaken by many that as a metalsmith, forging is your most important technique. Its definitely important. But if you arent familiar with your materials, no matter how good your skills are, its impossible to be a good smith. Think about it. How can someone be a chef if they cant differentiate between sugar and salt? That was something that Chui Yims master from the Swallow Continent always said.

Thus, besides a simple stone work table, there were no tools or anvil in the workshop.

In the workshop, Chui Yim was researching many different minerals while simultaneously jotting down their traits.

Rumble. Chui Yims stomach growled. He fished the buns out of his pocket and quickly stuffed them into his mouth.

Chui Yim quickly lost track of time as he worked. In no time, a pitch-black night had fallen. He wrapped up his research and left the cave, staring into the dark velvet sky.

He might only currently be five years old, but Chui Yim still had his indomitable spirit.

God has given me a second chance; Im definitely going to cherish it.

Ill live my life well, and there wont be anyone who can control my life this time.

In the past, Chui Yim was renowned as the best metalsmith of the Sallow Continent. He was so good at metalsmithing that even the most powerful fighters came to him for weapons. However, due to his burning passion for it, he spent his life creating weapons and artefacts, neglecting his strength.

Thus there was nothing that he could do other than to surrender to fate and leave his weeping brothers behind when his life was in danger.

That was a massive blow to Chui Yim, and he was determined to prevent history from repeating itself.

As soon as he knew how to walk, Chui Yim began his plan to become invincible in this world.

Every second was precious in order to become stronger.

Not only did he want to learn skills to fight, knowledge was also equally important.

Chui Yim shook his head, throwing those thoughts to the back of his head as he ran back to the village.

However, he failed to notice a figure standing amongst some trees a distance away, watching him silently.

Im back!

During these five years, he had been training his body whenever he got the chance.

Due to his heart condition, Chui Yim wasnt able to perform strenuous activity for long periods. After testing it many times, he knew now that working out twice a day was his limit.

Once in the morning.

And once now, in the night.

No matter how exhausting it was, Chui Yim always tried to push his limit. Just like the difference between an ordinary person and a marathon runner. An average person would be completely exhausted after a half-hour run, but it was just a piece of cake for a marathon runner.

Two years ago, Chui Yim could only last two minutes during his intense workouts and five minutes of normal exercises until he collapsed. If not for Chui Tins superb skills, Chui Yim would have already left this world when he tested his limits back then.

After that, Chui Yim learned his limits, which was working out twice per day, once in the morning and the other at night. He could also last for ten minutes now, eight minutes more than two years ago. However, he dared not test the number of sets he could do again.

Just like what happened in the morning, Chui Yim trained hard until he couldnt continue and laid down on the ground, bearing the burning pain in his heart.

When he felt better, Chui Yim then slowly walked back to his room to sleep.

As Chui Yim was training, Chui Tin was watching him through the window. His son had kept this up for the past two years. Rain or shine, he wouldnt miss his workout. It was as if he was in a hurry.

But for what?

The next day, Chui Yim got up with a sore body.

Feeling his muscles ache made him happy.

The soreness in his body symbolised growth after his training, and it showed that his body had become stronger. To Chui Yim, the soreness and pain meant becoming more powerful, which was just what he wanted. The thought of it made him smile in satisfaction.

After washing up, he was making his way to the yard when Chui Tin stopped him.

I cant teach you how to fight, Chui Tin said, looking at his son.

Huh? Chui Yim asked, not understanding him.

I dont know how to fight, nor do I know how to defend myself. But as your father, I can teach you other skills.

Do you want to become a gliphist?