Jared, Flaxseed, and Zelda followed behind, with Zelda clinging to Jared closely. Along the way, Flaxseed’s mouth watered at the suggestive sight. Soon, they arrived at the foot of a towering mountain. Jared sensed a different aura emanating from within this mountain range, unlike the spiritual energy or the sword energy he had encountered before.
Hammerhead noticed Jared’s odd demeanor and smiled slightly. “This is Ferric Mountain. It is rich with spirit ores at its core, and it was thanks to these spirit ores that Divine Smithing Sect was able to craft various divine weapons. Without these spirit ores, even with our superior smithing techniques, we would not be able to create divine weapons.
As the saying goes, one can’t make bricks without straw. The spirit ores in Ferric Mountain are extremely difficult to mine. Even up until the leader of Divine Smithing Sect was captured by Fire Incineration Sect, we hadn’t been able to extract much. Otherwise, Divine Smithing Sect would have produced even more divine weapons,” Hammerhead explained as he led Jared and the others up Ferric Mountain.
Soon, they reached a pitch-black mine entrance on Ferric Mountain. The entrance was enormous, and when standing there, the distinct aura became even more concentrated.
Surrounding the entrance were scattered stones that were visibly different from the others. Each of these stones emitted a faint and various colored light, albeit very weak. Jared picked up one of the stones casually, and a surge of energy entered his body, causing the stone’s light to dim, turning it into an ordinary stone.
“These are spirit ores. Each type of spirit ore is unique and is required for smithing different divine weapons,” Hammerhead clarified. “The ores discarded here lack sufficient Smithing Force and are thus unsuitable for weapon crafting.”
Jared observed the spirit ores. If they were brought to the mundane world, they would be incredibly valuable. However, in the eyes of Divine Smithing Sect, they were nothing but trash.
Roar! Suddenly, a tremendous roar echoed from within the mine, startling Jared and the others. “D*mn, why are there demon beasts here?”
Flaxseed exclaimed in surprise. Furrowing his brows, Jared realized that he had only sensed Smithing Force emanating from: the spirit ores in the mine, not the presence of demon beasts. It would be dangerous to venture in without caution.
Upon hearing the roar, a look of astonishment and delight flashed across Hammerhead’s eyes. “After more than ten years, there are still surviving armored beasts in the mine?”
Having said that, Hammerhead rushed toward the mine urgently, followed closely by Jared and the others. Inside the mine, they spotted several figures lying on the ground not far from the entrance, wriggling
Roar! Another roar echoed inside the mine. After Hammerhead released several beams of light, Jared and the others finally managed to see clearly. There were several armored beasts lying on the ground, covered in scales. However, the once golden scales had now become dull and lackluster.
These armored beasts were emaciated, and their auras extremely weak. The previous roar had likely exhausted their last remaining strength. Upon seeing the armored beasts before them, Jared and Flaxseed were stumped.
Meanwhile, Hammerhead displayed a mixture of shock and tenderness, gently crouching down to stroke the head of one of the armored beasts.
“After more than ten years, I can’t believe you guys are still alive. It’s a miracle, an absolute miracle!” Tears welled up in Hammerhead’s eyes.
