"Continue pumping the bellows!"
Finally, Qin Ming didn't expect to melt it. Taking advantage of the Mutton Fat Jade Iron being heated red, he swung Big Hammer forcefully. Luckily, it was underground; otherwise, the noise in the middle of the night would have been too loud.
With the immense strength of Qin Ming, he was tired by the end because he never stopped, putting his full strength into every strike.
"Do I, an old man who has been reborn three times, have to become a blacksmith's apprentice?"
Old Man Liu could no longer stand by and watch. He entered the fray himself, more skilled than Qin Ming, having forged knives here with people from the blacksmith shop.
Qin Ming learned quickly. Taking Big Hammer again, he exerted all his strength to finally craft the blade.
After the final quenching, both of them couldn't sharpen it; it simply wouldn't grind.
