Baby with Daoist Monarch System-Chapter 596 - 238: Should I Call You Dad?

Xu Ran noticed that as the shadow of the snake approached, a white luminescence emitted from the Innate Qi within him.

More than three hundred strands of Innate Qi swirled around Xu Ran, and at the same time, the black liquid that had seeped into his body was refined into Innate Qi as well.

In an instant, what was formerly a foul-smelling body refining liquid transformed into a pleasant aroma, even intoxicating Lian Ji beside him.

"Little Ran smells better than me, a woman!" Lian Ji said enviously.

In just ten breaths, the phantom of the alien Snake Demon in the cauldron vanished completely, and all the black liquid was assimilated by Innate Qi.

Thus, Xu Ran completed his second body refining in no more than ten breaths of time.

Though brief, the effects were remarkable.

Xu Ran opened his eyes, a faint golden gleam in them, seemingly able to see through everything, captivating onlookers.

His body had grown ten centimeters taller, comparable to the height of a three-year-old child.

Feeling rejuvenated, Xu Ran leaped effortlessly from the cauldron.

"Hmm, the second body refining allows my body to withstand the pressure of this world. It seems that soon, walking on walls will be an easy task."

He then clenched his fists, gathering power within them.

"My strength has reached 1500 pounds, very impressive!!"

For Xu Ran, strength increases are secondary, as his nearly four hundred strands of Innate Qi provide him a significant boost.

This body refining primarily enhanced his physical attributes, helping him adapt to the gravity of this world, thanks chiefly to the Snake Bone of the alien Snake Demon.

That’s why he could leap lightly from the cauldron.

As he mused, cries of pain echoed in Xu Ran’s ears, surely the villagers undergoing body refining.

The sounds were more harrowing than slaying New Year pigs.

Xu Ran shook his head, "It seems this will be the sound around me for the next few days."

"I just wonder where my father went? He left saying he wanted to surprise me, I wonder what it is?"

...

Meanwhile.

Xu Binghu stood shirtless in front of the stove, vigorously working the bellows.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh----"

The violent sound of the bellows filled the small room, stirring waves of heat.

At this moment, a middle-aged bald man walked in, nodding approvingly at Xu Binghu, "How’s it going now, have the scales melted?"

The speaker was the blacksmith saved by Old Qi on the Great Mountain.

"Master Yang, in another hour, the scales will have melted," Xu Binghu replied.

Master Yang nodded, "Melting scales is difficult; even more so is the forging that follows. Without sufficient strength, all efforts could be in vain, requiring at least a thousand pounds."

Master Yang lovingly gazed at the scales being roasted by the fire in the furnace.

Xu Binghu said, "No problem, Master Yang."

Master Yang shook his head, "Since you insist, I won’t argue further. I’ve advised countless times over these three days."

"Moreover, since you were recommended by Old Qi, I can’t very well stop you."

"Consider this my way of repaying Old Qi’s lifesaving favor."

With that, silence returned to the room, save for the whirring of the bellows.

Finally, an hour passed.

By then, the scales in the furnace were glowing red.

"Alright, it’s ready!" Master Yang announced.

Xu Binghu removed the scales from the furnace and placed them on the anvil.

After a moment’s observation, he took a deep breath, then picked up the hammer beside him.

"Clang-- Clang-- Clang--"

The sound of hammering echoed through the room, each strike of Xu Binghu’s hammer sending vibrations through the air.

Master Yang, witnessing the commotion, widened his eyes, staring fixedly at Xu Binghu, murmuring.

"This young man has such immense strength!! This hammer weighs a hundred pounds."

"He lifts it effortlessly!!"

"No wonder Old Qi recommended him, no wonder he’s determined to forge scales so tough!!"

Three days ago, he received news from Old Qi saying someone would come here to forge a set of Armor.

He originally thought Old Qi was asking for help to forge the Armor, but it turned out to be a personal endeavor.

Frankly, even if he were to forge these scales, he couldn’t; he lacked the necessary strength and was old.

He knew that to completely remove impurities from the scales, eighty-one strikes were necessary, each requiring a force of over five hundred pounds. The greater the force, the better the effect.

With his current capabilities, he could only manage ten strikes with over five hundred pounds, twenty at most in his youth.

Yet this young man before him, no more than twenty-five years old, manages each strike with over a thousand pounds!!

Such strength is a blacksmithing prodigy!!!

While Master Yang pondered, Xu Binghu had already struck thirty times.

Each of these thirty strikes was above a thousand pounds of force.

Indeed, above a thousand pounds, a qualitative leap from when he first completed the second body refining.

Of course, this leap was thanks largely to his son, Xu Ran.

Every strike Xu Binghu made pounded on Master Yang’s heart, who eagerly wished to take him as a disciple.