Night Without End
Chapter 84 - 52 It Really Came_3

Chapter 84: Chapter 52 It Really Came_3

"Continue pumping the bellows!"

Finally, Qin Ming didn’t expect to melt it. Taking advantage of the Mutton Fat Jade Iron being heated red, he swung Big Hammer forcefully. Luckily, it was underground; otherwise, the noise in the middle of the night would have been too loud.

With the immense strength of Qin Ming, he was tired by the end because he never stopped, putting his full strength into every strike.

"Do I, an old man who has been reborn three times, have to become a blacksmith’s apprentice?"

Old Man Liu could no longer stand by and watch. He entered the fray himself, more skilled than Qin Ming, having forged knives here with people from the blacksmith shop.

Qin Ming learned quickly. Taking Big Hammer again, he exerted all his strength to finally craft the blade.

After the final quenching, both of them couldn’t sharpen it; it simply wouldn’t grind.

Old Man Liu couldn’t take his eyes off the blade and sighed, "I think, once you go to a bigger place, you could reforge this blade. We’re truly powerless here; the material is simply too much to handle."

"Well, I still can’t determine what weapon I will use in the future. For now, let’s make do with this," Qin Ming said, staring at the white jade-like blade—its material was simply too striking.

He painted it with the mineral paint he had prepared in advance and dried it with fire.

If he really thought about removing the paint, with the adhesive properties of his Heavenly Light Force, he could just brush it off with his hand.

Given the limited materials, even including the handle, it was not as long as an arm, but it was sufficient, and Qin Ming found it quite handy.

As for the small piece of gleaming blue Jade Iron, Qin Ming didn’t touch it; such delicate small items couldn’t be forged here.

"Is it too early to borrow the Secret Book from that family now?" Qin Ming asked.

"The sky is as dark as ink, even the breakfast shops in town are not open yet. It’s inappropriate to go so early."

Both wandered around the town for a while, unable to even get breakfast.

Qin Ming’s pupils contracted—whatever he concerned, it came; he saw the black fog again.

It was haunting the town, just coming out from a house, seemingly noticed the two of them, and quickly approached.

"Uncle Liu, let’s go home first," Qin Ming spoke, pulling him and signaling Old Liu with his eyes in the dense night.

After three rebirths, Old Liu, even in such dark night, could clearly see his expression and immediately nodded, saying, "Okay!"

The two slipped into an alley, taking a different path.

The black fog also changed its direction and followed.

Qin Ming realized they had been thoroughly targeted; probably because there were no other people on the streets late at night, only the two of them were too conspicuous.

Another possibility was that they had encountered the black fog in Dalie Valley before; this wasn’t the first encounter, and the fog probably remembered them.

"Another possibility, did the black fog also notice me when I spotted it yesterday?"

Regardless of which scenario, today was probably not going to end well!

"Let’s go, back to the village, and catch some game to bring back!" Qin Ming said, naturally gripping the handle of the knife, and left Yinteng Town with Old Liu.

The black fog also seemed happy to follow them into the uninhabited area, silently trailing them.

As the trees along the road became denser, the black fog couldn’t hold back any longer and suddenly lunged at them.

Qin Ming was not confused; he was on guard for a long time, waiting for it to come near before counterattacking with a knife strike!

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