Ou Yangming's eyes lit up. He cast a grateful look at Bai Zhiyi, then he fixed his gaze on the dancing flame.

Bai Zhiyi still did not adopt any concealing technique when he smithed; it was as though he was not worried about other people noticing anything at all. In actual fact, apart from Ou Yangming, who was a freak that possessed the Phoenix Fire, other blacksmiths could only use the elder's skills as references as they could neither grasp nor learn them fully.

If smithing art's knowledge could be mastered so easily, blacksmiths in the world would not be so precious.

As Bai Zhiyi's fire kept flickering, the lusters in Ou Yangming's eyes became brighter. He curled his lips as a child that obtained his or her most-desired toy, so much so that his body quivered a little. Moreover, the young fellow's hands were sometimes bent and sometimes straight as if he lost control of his body.

Nonetheless, the 3 blacksmiths next to Bai Zhiyi were appalled when they saw the movements from Ou Yangming's fingers.

What they and Bai Zhiyi learned were from the same inheritance, hence they noticed a clue from Ou Yangming's hands. The young fellow was actually imitating the elder's smithing method, and he made it look like how it should be.

It was worth noting that Ou Yangming was not the pioneer of seeking smithing methods through the changes of flames; various families and sects also used secret techniques from other sects as references. This was what was meant by accepting the strengths of 100 families to form one's own sect.

Despite all that, Ou Yangming was one in a million for being able to imitate a skill to such a level by only observing the changes of a flame without listening to a detailed explanation.

The 3 blacksmiths looked strangely at Ou Yangming as though they were not looking at a human, but a monster in a human's skin.

After a long time, the light in Bai Zhiyi's hands was curbed, and an ordinary greave was formed. He glanced at Ou Yangming without saying a word, but the young fellow nodded with a smile.

Without needing to converse at all, they understood what they wanted to express to each other.

Bai Zhiyi chuckled and casually tossed the equipment to one of the spirit beasts. The greave was quite suitable for it.

The spirit beast was dazed for a brief moment before it came back to its senses. It shouted with joy, "Thank you, Elder Bai!"

It would not be easy to get Bai Zhiyi to smith pieces of equipment, but the spirit beast acquired a Good Grade magic tool just like that. The tool was not a piece of Half-Silver Equipment, but it was also a free lunch.

Bai Zhiyi grinned and said, "Lil' Ou, remember to travel with me when you leave."

Ou Yangming was dumbfounded for a while, then he responded with a bitter smile, "Yes, I'll remember."

He cupped his hands and added, "I'd like to go up further, so I'll part with you for now."

Bai Zhiyi stroked his long beard and rejoined, "Very well."

With that, Ou Yangming turned around and went down the high platform, then he left leisurely with Big Yellow and the 2 other spirit beasts. The other spirit beasts below the platform were distressed. They wanted to follow him, but they recalled his promise earlier. If the human blacksmith could not smith pieces of Half-Silver Equipment for them, why should beg him piteously?

After all, Ou Yangming made it very clear that he could only smith Good Grade Rank One magic tools. Without the White Silver attribute, it seemed like such pieces of equipment would not mean anything to the spirit beasts. At the very least, they could gain better tools by staying with Bai Zhiyi.

Seeing as Ou Yangming left in a hurry, Bai Zhiyi smiled faintly.

One of his juniors asked softly, "Elder Bai, if you let him leave just like that, will he go missing?"

The blacksmiths could tell that Bai Zhiyi was extremely optimistic about Ou Yangming and intended to rope him in. If not, the elder could not have forcibly used 6 types of materials to smith a piece of equipment while knowing that the young fellow possessed a unique ability.

It was evident that the elder was expressing goodwill to gain the young fellow's favorable impression.

"That young fella's a cultured person. Since he promised me, he'll keep his word," Bai Zhiyi answered with a smile. He continued after a short pause, "I'm only afraid that he might not fancy our line. Heh, perhaps none of the sects in Danzhou can accommodate someone like him…"

The faces of the 3 blacksmiths changed. They wanted to say that that was impossible but when they recalled Ou Yangming's performance and how gifted he was after only learning smithing art for 3 years, they had even stranger looks on their faces.

Perhaps Bai Zhiyi was right—the whole of Danzhou might not be able to accommodate him.

After leaving the tall tower, Ou Yangming did not return to the main path; he walked along the trail. Big Yellow and the 2 other spirit beasts found it odd, but they followed him without objecting to the idea.

Having experienced 2 exchanges on different high platforms, Fat Antelope and the Silver Ridge Giant Leopard knew that they seemed to have followed a spectacular and mighty human.

Although the mighty being seemed rather young at the moment and was not unmatchable in smithing art yet, he definitely had a bright future.

At the very least, he would achieve greater things in the future than Bai Zhiyi did.

Ou Yangming arrived at a secluded place. He looked around and released his mental conception to make sure that no living being was prying him.

His mental conception was far from that of ordinary spirit beasts; once he observed closely, even Venerable Ones might not be able to hide their tracks. This was one of the Military FIre's unique powers.

After Ou Yangming was done inspecting, he cleared his throat and instructed, "Big Yellow, watch over me with them, and don't let anyone disturb me."

Big Yellow instantly stuck out its chest and shouted, "Don't worry, I'll command them and won't disappoint you."

Fat Antelope at the Silver Ridge Giant Leopard glared at Big Yellow. Nevertheless, when they thought about Ou Yangming's astounding performance today, as well as his relationship with the big yellow dog, they immediately fell silent and dared not talk back to it. Whether or not they were convinced by the dog, they had expressed their standpoint through their actions.

Ou Yangming chuckled and glanced half-intentionally at the 2 spirit beasts, which quickly became respectful and obedient.

"If you follow me and do things well, you'll benefit too," he noted.

He would not have been so emboldened when he first entered the Spiritual Realm; he could only smith Common Grade magic tools for the 2 spirit beasts back then. Now, the young fellow no longer found it difficult if he were to smith a set of White-Silver-leveled Good Grade magic tools for them.

After gaining greater strength, he became more confident.

The eyes of Fat Antelope and the Silver Ridge Giant Leopard gleamed right away, and they yelled, "Thank you, Master Ou!"

As soon as Ou Yangming waved his hand, Big Yellow gave its order, and the spirit beasts split up to guard the area.

This was the 10,000 Beasts Venerable One's territory, but that powerhouse could not supervise the entire ridge at any time.

Since Ou Yangming was only temporarily occupying a small territory, there would be no problem as long as he did not cause any conflict.

After giving Big Yellow his instruction, Ou Yangming curbed his thought and retrieved many peculiar stones from his interspatial bag.

The stones were his rewards from smithing pieces of equipment. When he briefly sorted them, he realized that there were plenty of them, many of which were materials that he needed.

Ou Yangming made some calculations in his head and reached out to take 6 of them. He incorporated the Wish-fulfilling Clay into them, then he began to smith. The blazing Military Fire seemed to have come alive in his hands as they melted all of the materials together in a split second.

Without any spectators around, the young fellow unleashed his Military Fire's power to an extremity.

Being burned by the MIlitary Fire, none of the materials could endure it for too long. Needless to say, there were discrepancies in the temperatures of different areas in the fire. This could be achieved by almost every formidable blacksmith. For instance, Bai Zhiyi's fire could do the same.

Even so, being able to do it was one thing, doing it well was another.

Bai Zhiyi must make detailed adjustments and consume a lot of energy if he wanted to achieve it; Ou Yangming could do it with ease as if it was as easy as eating or drinking.

This was the notable disparity between the Phoenix Fire and ordinary spiritual fires.

After a brief moment—only a short while—a greave suitable for the Silver Ridge Giant Leopard was made.

Ou Yangming did not smith it for Big Yellow because this was merely his tester, whereas Fat Antelope did not need new pieces of equipment since it had a full equipment set. As for the reason he smithed the greave for the leopard, it was because he had a plan.

The young fellow weighed the greave and smiled faintly because it was a Good Grade Rank Two magic tool.

When he integrated 6 peculiar stones and matched them according to a fixed ratio, sure enough, there was an immediate result. Without needing to use the unique upgrading ability at all, he smithed a Good Grade Rank Two magic tool.

Once he grasped the skill, he managed to compensate for his biggest shortcoming in smithing.

Of course, he would need more knowledge if he wanted to further upgrade the tool, but he believed that he could surely do better.

Ou Yangming shook his wrist and opened his interspatial bag to pour out a number of Power Ores. Some of them were left behind by Fox Yi, but more of them were brought from the lower realm.

Just as Ou Yangming wanted to use the Power Ores on the greave, he was moved. He glanced at the Power Ores and was struck with a sudden yet weird thought.

'It'll be too eye-catching if I smith a legitimate piece of White Silver Equipment, but what if I produce a Tremendous Power Treasure Ore?

'If my Military Fire can absorb and upgrade a piece of equipment's various attributes, what if the material becomes a treasure ore? Can it still do the same?'

Lusters flickered in Ou Yangming's eyes. He put down the greave and moved his wrist slightly to draw 2 Power Ores at the same time.

Under the Military Fire, the 2 Power Ores melted at the same time, but they did not assimilate into any equipment. Instead, they flowed between each other and finally merged.