The Azure-Eyed Golden Feather Eagle folded its wings in front of itself, blocking the fire tornado. Its golden feathers, after being scorched by the high temperature, remained smooth and shiny, without even a black spot.
"Boom!"
The Azure-Eyed Golden Feather Eagle spread its wings, and a ball of golden light exploded before its eyes, instantly blinding it temporarily.
Qian Mo tossed Gu Yuena upwards, his wings flapping behind him. Gu Yuena controlled the wind element, applying a gentle breeze to Qian Mo's wings to increase his speed.
Like an arrow released from a bowstring, Qian Mo instantly appeared behind the Azure-Eyed Golden Feather Eagle. The Holy Cross Sword slashed down diagonally, precisely striking the softest feathers on the eagle's neck.
The sharp sword mercilessly pierced into its neck. The Azure-Eyed Golden Feather Eagle let out a tragic cry, and its entire head was directly severed by Qian Mo.
After dealing with the Azure-Eyed Golden Feather Eagle, Qian Mo moved his position, accurately catching the falling Gu Yuena and holding her in a princess carry.
"How was that? Pretty cool, right?" Qian Mo said proudly to Gu Yuena in his arms.
Gu Yuena turned her head away, not letting Qian Mo see the slight blush on her face, and whispered, "You're a bit narcissistic."
Qian Mo raised an eyebrow and said with a smile, "Then I'll take that as you thinking I'm handsome."
Upon hearing this, Gu Yuena couldn't help but roll her eyes and said coldly, "To be so shameless at such a young age, what will you be like when you grow up!"
At this, the smile on Qian Mo's face completely dropped. He pursed his lips before saying, "I won't stoop to your level. Let's go quickly and absorb the energy from that Azure-Eyed Golden Feather Eagle."
Qian Mo led Gu Yuena to the ground, found the dropped energy, and began to absorb it cross-legged.
"Three hundred years of energy is too little. Let's go find a few more hundred-year soul beasts," Qian Mo said to Gu Yuena with a frown, feeling that the soul ring in his body had barely grown after absorbing the energy.
Gu Yuena nodded and slowly said, "But both of our soul spirits have relatively high lifespans, so the energy from a few hundred-year soul beasts probably won't be enough either."
"There's no other way. Not only is it too risky for us to deal with thousand-year soul beasts with our current strength, but there are also few of them in the beginner Soul Ascension Platform we're in."
"So our main goal is still to use the realistic environment here for practical combat training. As for ascending to thousand-year soul spirits, we'll have to wait for the elders of our clan to take us to the intermediate Soul Ascension Platform," Qian Mo said calmly.
Qian Mo and Gu Yuena cooperated well in the beginner Soul Ascension Platform, venturing through it and finding several hundred-year soul beasts, absorbing a lot of energy.
It wasn't until they were targeted by a pack of Flaming Lions that they fought and retreated, being chased for half the forest, eventually exhausting their stamina.
Qian Mo gave the persistent lion pack the middle finger before he and Gu Yuena simultaneously pressed the distress signal on their wrists, exiting the Soul Ascension Platform.
The darkness became bright again. Qian Mo rubbed his head and sat up from the metal cabinet, feeling a bit mentally exhausted.
Chen Luo walked up to Qian Mo and Gu Yuena and said in a deep voice, "You performed well. From now on, come to the Soul Ascension Platform for training every three days. Once your mental strength and physical condition can bear thousand-year soul spirits, I will take you to the intermediate Soul Ascension Platform for ascension."
"Let's go. You still have theoretical studies this afternoon," Chen Luo turned and led Qian Mo and Gu Yuena away from the Soul Ascension Platform.
The following days were indeed as Chen Luo had said, going to the Soul Ascension Platform every three days.
At the same time, during regular training, Chen Luo's methods became increasingly ruthless, hitting Qian Mo so hard that he couldn't get up every day without soaking in a medicinal bath.
In response, Qian Mo couldn't help but protest, stating that he was only six years old and still a child, and that Chen Luo was abusing him!
But Chen Luo simply stated calmly that based on his observation of Qian Mo during his training in the Soul Ascension Platform, Qian Mo was very mature mentally, had excellent willpower, extremely high physical quality, and was durable and tough. The benefits of ordinary training were minimal, and only devilish training would suffice.
Yue Jing also agreed, strongly endorsing Chen Luo's view. Qian Mo could only be forced to accept this difficult life.
Although the process was incredibly painful, the gains were also immense. The Six-Winged Blazing Angel martial soul brought Qian Mo a strong physique and excellent mental strength, coupled with the naturally more mature mindset he had from transmigrating.
This allowed Qian Mo to withstand devilish training far exceeding that of his peers, fully excavating his potential, and was supplemented by medicinal baths specially formulated with several rare heavenly treasures.
His constantly hammered bones grew stronger, and his meridians also grew tougher.
Life continued in this cycle day after day, until a year later, early one morning, Qian Mo's forging teacher, the seventh-level blacksmith, Yue Zheng Gang, excitedly rushed into Yue Jing's office.
"Xiao Jingzi, we must find the best forging teacher for A Mo," Yue Zheng Gang said excitedly to Yue Jing, his white beard trembling constantly.
Yue Jing looked up from his work and said with a smile, "Third Uncle, aren't you A Mo's best forging teacher? Why do we need to find another one?"
Yue Zheng Gang waved his hand and said impatiently, "Don't flatter me, I'm talking about something serious!"
Upon hearing this, Yue Jing put down his pen and said with a smile, "Then tell me, Third Uncle, what is your serious matter!"
Yue Zheng Gang leaned his hands on the table and said mysteriously to Yue Jing, "Do you know what happened this morning?"
Upon hearing this, although Yue Jing still had a smile on his face, his eyelids twitched wildly, and he felt incredibly speechless.
No, I'm not a clairvoyant or have enhanced hearing. Today, I haven't even left the office, and no one told me, so how would I know what happened?
But the person in front of him was not only his Third Uncle but also the most outstanding blacksmith in the Holy Angel family in a hundred years.
One must know that people from the Holy Angel family have always had little talent for forging. The Yue Zheng Gang in front of him was a seventh-level blacksmith that the family had managed to produce with great difficulty, so they could only spoil him.
At this moment, a hint of embarrassment also flashed across Yue Zheng Gang's face. He obviously realized the inappropriateness of his words, so he quickly said.
"This morning, Qian Mo broke through to become a second-level blacksmith."
Upon hearing this, Yue Jing's pupils contracted violently, and a look of shock appeared on his face. Yue Zheng Gang was already so excited that he was almost dancing with joy as he continued.
"A seven-year-old second-level blacksmith, do you know what this means? As long as we take A Mo to the Blacksmith Association for testing, Qian Mo's name will be inscribed in the history of blacksmiths, becoming the youngest second-level blacksmith in history."
"A Mo is simply a forging genius rarely seen in a thousand years. It's fortunate that he chose to be a blacksmith back then, otherwise, entrusting him to other secondary professions would simply be a waste of talent."
Yue Jing lightly tapped the table with his fingers and said with surprise, "Is A Mo's physical quality that outstanding?"
As soon as Yue Zheng Gang heard this, his originally excited expression instantly changed to one of fury.