This primordial world is extraordinary.

Chapter 74: Activation of the Second Special Ability

"Ahem, how much is this?"

Yin Yang Daoist was a little nervous as it was his first time buying something.

"It's a shovel, a shovel," Xi Yi whispered a reminder.

"Oh right, how much is your iron shovel?" the Yin-Yang Taoist immediately changed his mind.

The shopkeeper across the street, the blacksmith, was a tall, burly man with six arms, three legs, and three heads.

He stood steadily between three iron blocks on three legs, with six arms in pairs, and one head looking at one of the iron blocks.

Like having "three heads and six arms", it can forge three pieces of ironware at once.

Born with the divine body of an ox or horse for blacksmithing.

Sparks flew as it swung the hammer.

Upon hearing that someone wanted to buy something, the blacksmith with his bizarre three heads didn't even turn his head.

Then, his abdomen churned, and two more arms emerged, along with a human face on his stomach.

"Oh, what has caught your eye, sir?"

The Yin-Yang Taoist was taken aback.

It's a monster of wealth, with eight arms and four heads, no less than that rich man.

Moreover, while he was communicating, the remaining three heads and six arms did not stop at all, and continued to work hard to forge iron.

Kunwu seemed to have finally snapped out of his daze after the cow dung incident.

"Forging iron, casting metal, refining weapons... Is this what weapon refining is? I think I understand now, I've got it."

Kunwu seemed to have awakened his bloodline abilities.

He had heard Kunpeng say that he was the ancestor of metallurgy and casting, and the ancestor of weapon crafting, but he only had a concept of it and had never seen the real thing.

At that moment, he began to understand.

Is this what weapon crafting is?

He had a feeling that he might be better than the bizarrely crafted tool.

This blacksmith's bizarre claim of crafting and forging is actually just hammering away at fragments of limbs and bones, twisting the rules of crafting, and forging them into a single object through a thousand hammer blows.

There are absolutely no skills or supernatural powers involved.

After watching for a while, he realized that he didn't like this bizarre craftsmanship.

Is it nothing more than this bizarre 'form'?

Hmm? That's something worth learning from!

Three heads and six arms, forging three at once—I need to learn that myself.

"How much is the iron shovel?" the Yin-Yang Taoist continued to ask.

"Sir, this iron shovel is made of four strings of the finest iron..." the blacksmith introduced his shovel with a quirky, enthusiastic and proud manner.

"Alright, alright, no need for introductions. Four strings of cash per bundle. That means three bundles for one tael of silver?"

The Taoist priest was a bit confused; he didn't know how many strings of cash were in one tael of silver, so he didn't ask.

There were some mistakes.

Moreover, he is not good at math, and even the price he quoted might not be accurate.

To be honest, he himself didn't know whether he made a profit or a loss; he was just making empty promises.

What a coincidence?

The blacksmith is eccentric and confused; his forced combinations, which already distort the rules, won't count.

I don't know if I made a profit or a loss by selling three for one or two taels of silver.

"Yes, that's right, sir."

But that didn't stop him from wanting to make a deal.

No one has come to buy anything for a long time. It looks like the craftsmanship passed down from our ancestors is about to be abandoned. This won't do.

We must pass on the family craft; let's sell it first and worry about the rest later.

"And what about the pickaxe?" Yin Yang asked, pointing to the pickaxe.

"Uh? Four strings too," said the eccentric blacksmith.

"Alright, I understand." The Yin-Yang Taoist felt he understood and took out a silver ingot from his pocket: "This is two taels. One tael is three sticks. Give me three iron shovels and three iron picks."

With a "smack!", a silver ingot was slammed onto the table.

"Silver?" The blacksmith's arm, protruding from his grotesque abdomen, stretched out rapidly and took the silver in his hand without moving his body.

It even bit the belly of its mouth, seemingly testing its quality.

Then, very satisfied, a broad smile spread across his face.

The business has reopened. The craftsmanship of our ancestors has not been lost; people are still buying my products.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!" The body remained still.

The arm in his abdomen stretched out and quickly handed over three iron shovels and three iron pickaxes.

Xi Yi and the other two were actually quite confused.

The deal is done, it seems like a success.

Can the silver coins fabricated by the Yin-Yang Taoist really buy things?

Without hesitation, the three men each picked up an iron shovel and a pickaxe, ignoring the thick bloodstains on the shovel handles and the unmelted bone fragments.

Let's take it first and talk about the rest later.

Thank you for your patronage.

The blacksmith's face, contorted with a grotesque belly, was all smiles, though it was a little awkward and disgusting.

Besides that, he was also a very good blacksmith and would provide smiling service.

"Uh? Let's go!"

Xi Yi looked at the iron shovel and pickaxe on his shoulder, completely bewildered.

"Wait a minute." Kunwu suddenly called out to the three of them.

Looking at the blacksmith with a hint of longing, he asked, "Um, I just wanted to ask, would you like to buy this set of tools?"

He pointed to the blacksmith's bizarre furnace, workbench, hammer, and other tools.

"What?"

Suddenly, the blacksmith's demeanor shifted from a smiling, attentive attitude to one of anger: "Are you trying to end my family's tradition?"

The three-headed, six-armed creature, which hadn't turned around from beginning to end, also stopped forging and hammering.

Each arm had a hammer, and the three heads glared angrily at Kunwu, as if to say another word and they'd smash him to death with one hammer.

"Don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand, we're just asking," Xi Yi quickly stopped them.

He hadn't expected Kunwu to say something like that.

I thought it was the Taoist priest who was being disobedient.

Who would have thought it was the Kunwu Taoist, who had been in a daze since the cow dung incident?

"My junior apprentice saw that Master Tie's skills were superb and his hammering techniques were exquisite, and he had the idea of ​​wanting to learn from you. Please don't misunderstand, it's not about cutting off your family's tradition."

Xi Yi quickly tried to salvage the situation.

"snort!"

The three heads simultaneously snorted coldly, "That won't do either. He's not my son. Why should I hand him over? I wouldn't even pass on my skills to my own daughter, let alone an outsider like him. Get out of here."

With a wave of his six arms, he looked as if he would beat the three of them to death if they kept talking.

"Okay, okay, you're busy, you're busy."

Xi Yi breathed a sigh of relief and quickly left with the eager Kunwu Daoist.

After jogging for a while, the three of them finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, fellow Daoist, what are you doing?" Even the kind-hearted Xi Yi couldn't help but scold Daoist Kunwu.

"He wanted to lie on the board to keep Yang Mei company, but I didn't dare to do anything reckless." The Yin-Yang Taoist arrived late.

Even the Iron Duo couldn't stop him from being a hermaphrodite.

"No, I felt my second special ability was activated. As you know, Fellow Daoist Kunpeng said that I am also the ancestor of metallurgy and weapon forging." Kunwu was also covered in cold sweat.

I was truly frightened by the blacksmith's bizarre and menacing appearance.

This is the first time I've experienced this; they all seem distorted and bizarre, yet they are all very powerful.

If it weren't for my special abilities, I really wouldn't be able to beat him.

These bizarre creatures possess both the power of distorted rules and the raw courage of flesh and blood, as well as physical strength.

Don't be fooled by the fact that they are all Frankenstein's monsters; Frankenstein's monsters don't necessarily mean weak.

After Kunwu said that, the two understood. That's how it is. They had awakened their second special ability?

As Captain Kunpeng once said, the primary goal is to develop one's own abilities.

If resources and one's own special awakening are encountered at the same time, the first choice is the special abilities of fellow cultivators, and resources are secondary.

The two fell silent, suddenly realizing what had happened.

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