The Greatest Dominance

Extraordinary

"Dad, Mom, I'm back." After fighting with Zhu Saiyin, Ning Fusheng and Zhu Saiyin found Shen Lanlan together. The three little ones played until the evening before going home.

"Come in." Ning Bufan said in the room.

Ning Fusheng responded and was about to go into the house, but he saw that the sickle he made was gone. Obviously, the sickle had been in the hands of his father. When he entered the house, he saw Ning Bufan drinking while looking at the sickle he made in the afternoon.

"Dad, how is it?" Ning Fusheng asked cautiously. Although he was very satisfied with his work, he had no confidence at all when facing his father.

Ning Bufan glanced at Ning Fusheng and said, "You have refined the iron block into a sickle three times, and the temperature was okay the last time. But because you hammered it less than 500 times, the sharpness of the sickle is not satisfactory. When quenching, you immersed it in water for too short a time, and the water was not very cold, which greatly shortened the life of the sickle. I gave you one catty and two ounces of iron and asked you to forge a sickle of eight ounces and nine cents, but you only forged seven ounces and four cents, which I am not satisfied with."

Ning Fusheng felt a chill on his back when he heard these words, but for the sake of dinner and his own butt, he said with a playful smile: "Dad, didn't you say that there are impurities in the iron block? Only after the impurities are refined as much as possible, the tool will be durable. Look, I turned a piece of iron weighing one catty and two ounces into a sickle weighing seven ounces and four cents. Doesn't this prove what you said? This is called a hundred times of tempering to make steel, right?"

"Bullshit!" Ning Bufan threw the sickle in front of Ning Fusheng, and then snorted angrily: "If you refined it ten times and hammered it eight hundred times each time, your statement might still be valid. But you only refined it three times, and only the last time did you hammer it five hundred times. The first two times, it was less than three hundred times. This is bullshit steel made by refining a hundred times."

Ning Fusheng was completely out of temper at this point, because everything his father said was right, as if he had seen it with his own eyes. For this, Ning Fusheng admired Ning Bufan's eyesight. 

No matter what he made, Ning Bufan only needed to take a glance and he could tell the process of making it word for word, and he would not make any mistakes. 

Once, Ning Fusheng suspected that his father was peeking at him while he was forging iron, so one time, he ran to the entrance of the village and forged a kitchen knife there, but after taking it home, Ning Bufan could still tell the process of making it at a glance. 

For this, his butt was almost beaten to pieces by Ning Bufan.

"Anything else to say?" Ning Bufan said.

Ning Fusheng sighed inwardly, then lay down on the bench obediently and said, "Go ahead and beat me to death."

Ning Bufan chuckled and said, "But I am quite satisfied with your performance this time. I won't hit you this time. Let's eat."

Ning Fusheng cheered and shouted, "Long live Dad."

Mo Ruoying smiled and shook her head. When Ning Fusheng finished his dinner, Ning Bufan said to him, "Go to bed early tonight."

Ning Fusheng said strangely: "Dad, what happened to you today? I used to work as a blacksmith for an hour at night."

Mo Ruoying smiled and said, "Your father told you to sleep, so just go to sleep." As she spoke, her hand gently touched the back of Ning Fusheng's head, and then Ning Fusheng knew nothing.

Ning Bufan smiled helplessly at this, "You use this method on your own son, aren't you afraid of any sequelae?"

Mo Ruoying rolled her eyes at him and said, "Don't you know my abilities?" After that, she waved her hand and a green mysterious light floated out. In the green light, a yellow light ball was spinning, as if it was embedded in the green light.

After that, Mo Ruoying raised her lips and turned back to the bedroom. When she moved, the green light also brought Ning Fusheng in. 

After putting Ning Fusheng on the bed, Mo Ruoying placed both hands on his chest, and the green light continued to flow. 

After a moment, Mo Ruoying withdrew her Xuansha power and said in shock, "Why is this child's meridian so solidified?"

Ning Bufan said: "In this case, even if Fusheng learns to practice the Xuansha power, he will not be able to absorb it. Even if he has a great opportunity, his Xuansha power will not be able to break through the orange realm." When speaking, Ning Bufan's face was a little heavy, but there was also some relief.

Mo Ruoying sighed, glanced at Ning Fusheng, and said, "This child can only say goodbye to cultivation in the future, but this is not bad. After all, we have not let Brother Qi down."

Ning Bufan nodded helplessly. When Mo Ruoying left, he said to Ning Fusheng: "Son, Dad has no choice but to do this. Your biological father repeatedly told us not to let you practice. Moreover, practicing is not necessarily a good thing. Your father is a living example. So, Dad will not let you practice, but Dad will make you a great blacksmith!"

Ning Fusheng woke up early the next morning. He touched his head and said in confusion, "Why did I fall asleep so quickly last night? Was it because I was too tired?" 

When he walked out of the bedroom, he heard a burst of rapid knocking sounds. The sound was so dense that it was impossible to tell how many people were knocking at the same time.

Ning Fusheng's face changed, and he thought to himself: "This is definitely a master, a master blacksmith. Even my father can't hit so fast." While thinking, he ran to the yard, but when he saw that scene, he felt that he had underestimated his father.

In the yard, Ning Bufan was hammering a piece of red-hot iron. The hammer flew down quickly, leaving afterimages behind, making Ning Fusheng feel dry in the mouth.

"How much strength does it take?" Ning Fusheng had been a blacksmith for three years, so he knew how difficult it was to achieve this level. He ran over and was about to speak when Ning Bufan stopped him.

"Look carefully. From today on, Dad will teach you how to forge iron and gold hands! Look carefully, this is just the beginning!" With these words, Ning Bufan shouted in a deep voice, and the arm rotating the iron hammer suddenly grew several inches, and the clothes on his arm were torn into pieces.

Ning Fusheng was stunned. He had never seen his father so powerful before. He could even tear his clothes apart with the strength of his muscles. In his opinion, such things only appeared in legends. When he looked again, Ning Fusheng felt as if his eyes were blurry.

Ning Fusheng saw that Ning Bufan's arm and the hammer had become very slow, but the clinking sound in his ears was getting faster and faster. This strange illusion made him feel uncomfortable, and when he wanted to see Ning Bufan's movements clearly, he saw countless red iron filings scattered everywhere.

"Dad, be careful, don't get burned." Ning Fusheng shouted. He knew the power of these iron filings. Although they were small, they were very hot. If they touched him, he would definitely get a piece of skin burned off.

Ning Bufan smiled confidently and said, "Look carefully, this is the secret of forging iron and wrapping gold hands. No matter how many iron filings fly, they can't touch my father's arm at all." 

While speaking, he sprinkled some cold water with his other hand. This is a necessary process for blacksmithing, in order to remove as many impurities as possible from the iron.

"Forged iron and gold hands, it sounds very powerful." Ning Fusheng said with shining eyes, watching Ning Bufan's movements without blinking.

Although Ning Bufan's movements seemed extremely slow, Ning Fusheng understood that it was because he was moving too fast. 

Although Ning Fusheng was very smart, he could not get the true meaning of the Forged Iron Wrapped Gold Hands from Ning Bufan's movements. He only understood a little bit of the technique.

Not long after, Ning Bufan stopped, walked to his side without blushing or panting, and said, "What did you learn just now?"

Ning Fusheng said: "I only understand one thing, the reason why you are so fast is because you concentrate all the strength of your body on your right arm. Moreover, when you hammer, except for your right arm, every part of your body is like stone. In this way, your right arm is your whole body."

Ning Bufan showed a hint of surprise in his eyes. He didn't expect his son to be so smart. After a pleased smile, he said, "From now on, you should learn this technique."

Ning Fusheng nodded heavily. Although he hated blacksmithing, his interest was aroused when he saw such miraculous techniques.

"Your speed is not fast now, so the iron chips will not splash. But when your speed reaches a certain level, you will understand how difficult it is to avoid the iron chips while forging iron. Try your best. From now on, your first task is to increase your speed." Ning Bufan said.

Ning Fusheng nodded, not even bothering to eat, and ran to the stove and started beating.