The Blacksmithing Prodigy Huo Linglang: One Strike Slays Gods and Demons

My name is Gongshu Ban. I was born into the greatest family of divine craftsmen in the world, yet I was a forging good-for-nothing, unable to sense the “spirit within a weapon’s core.”

My father called me a blockhead, my clan saw me as a disgrace, and my fiancée tore up our engagement in front of everyone and threw herself into the arms of the clan’s greatest prodigy.

On the rainy night I was cast out of my home and reduced to an ordinary knife sharpener in a blacksmith’s shop, I awakened the talent that had lain dormant for eighteen years: [Divine Weapon Manual].

I can’t forge divine weapons, but I can “heal” them!

In my eyes, every broken, tarnished, or flawed weapon is a patient suffering from a terminal illness.

[Cracks] are its wounds, [rust] is its diseased tissue, and [fading spirit] is its dying wail.

And I am the one and only divine physician of weapons!

While others fight tooth and nail over a piece of dark iron, I’ve already used an ordinary piece of iron to repair the legendary broken “Fish Intestine Sword”!

While the clan’s greatest prodigy smugly shows off the family treasure, I’ve given a beggar’s fire poker the power of the “Dog-Beating Staff”!

The demonic magnate’s “Soul-Eater Banner” is broken? Hand it over! Repair fee: all the power you’ve cultivated in your life.

The righteous fairy’s “Ice-Soul Zither” has a broken string? No problem! Consultation fee: play a tune with me.

From then on, a legend spread through the martial world: if you can get Gongshu Ban to take a look, he can give even an embroidery needle the power to slay gods!

Those who once looked down on me now kneel at my door, begging me to restore even an inch of sharpness to their broken swords.

Gongshu Ban: “Remember, I’m no blacksmith. I’m a divine physician of weapons. My rules are the rules!”