Every material possessed its own nature. Just like cultivators.
Some metals were naturally conductive, channeling energy with ease. Others were resilient, absorbing impacts without deforming.
Some were flexible, capable of bending without breaking. Others were rigid, maintaining their shape even under extreme pressure.
And each of those characteristics served a different purpose, a different application in the art of blacksmithing.
As Kyrian reflected on all of this, Sun Luguo walked toward the largest furnace.
The structure was impressive, nearly three meters tall, a massive construction that dominated the center of the workshop. Its entire surface was made of a dark, heat-resistant stone, covered with countless spiritual inscriptions that glowed with a crimson light whenever the temperature rose.
