I Turned My Daily Skills Into Divine Ability

Chapter 3: The Liver Clears to Reveal the Bright Moon

When Wei Yi started swinging the hammer to forge iron, Wei Xue and Wei Qing exchanged a glance, both with surprised expressions on their faces.

But after the surprise, they felt somewhat moved.

They didn't expect Wei Yi to wholeheartedly do something he hated for the sake of their family.

Although they didn't know if Wei Yi could really master the skill of blacksmithing.

But his frail figure, refined temperament, fair complexion, and hands even more delicate and soft than a woman's, all seemed out of place in the ironworking environment.

When he stood there swinging the hammer to forge iron, it gave people a sense of heartache from being forced by life.

Wei Xue's eyes turned slightly red. "Yi'er has really grown up!"

Although she felt sorry for Wei Yi, she didn't try to stop his choice.

Because she understood Wei Yi's temperament. Once he made a decision, others couldn't persuade him at all.

Unless he gave up on his own.

But with his stubbornness, it seemed like the word "give up" didn't exist in his dictionary.

"Brother has really gone through a lot!" Wei Qing also felt sorry for Wei Yi.

She knew how much Wei Yi used to dislike dealing with those iron lumps and was even afraid of the red-hot iron.

But now, for the sake of their family, he could do even the most detested and feared things.

Looking at Wei Yi's stubborn and unyielding figure, Wei Qing also felt inspired.

It felt like what their father said, that one must bravely face the misfortunes in life.

No matter how bitter and difficult it is, as long as a person faces it bravely, they will eventually see the clouds part and the moon shine.

With their brother here now, the sky of their family won't collapse.

Perhaps in a few days, their father will return safely, and everything will get better again.

Clang, clang, clang...

Wei Yi continued to pound the iron block with one hammer blow after another.

The information in his mind quickly integrated and became part of his memory.

This information wasn't complicated; it was an introduction to the functions of the "Liver Emperor System."

This Liver Emperor System was a way to reach the pinnacle of various daily skills by improving proficiency.

Not only that, it could even directly turn these skills into martial arts and divine abilities at the apex level.

This was truly abnormal!

For example, the Blacksmithing Skill. As long as one continuously gained experience, not only could they improve their own forging technique, but they could also turn it into martial arts and divine abilities.

In an instant, Wei Yi felt the gloom that had shrouded his heart dissipate.

The bright sunlight shone into his heart, illuminating his future.

He felt a sense of clarity and enlightenment, as if the world suddenly became clear and bright.

With this Liver Emperor System, why should he worry about not being able to forge high-quality swords?

In the future, he could even become a noble master-level swordsmith.

At that time, not to mention supporting the family, it would be effortless to rescue his second uncle.

In the Great Yan Dynasty, blacksmiths registered with the Swordsmithing Bureau were called swordsmiths.

They obtained a high social status, especially the top swordsmiths.

Currently, the registered swordsmiths in the Great Yan Dynasty were divided into five levels.

From low to high, they were: Ninth Grade Swordsmith, Seventh Grade Swordsmith, Fifth Grade Swordsmith, Third Grade Swordsmith, and First Grade Swordsmith.

The First Grade Swordsmith was also known as a master swordsmith.

Swords crafted by swordsmiths could obtain the "Royal Pearl Seal," an official certification mark bestowed by the court.

It could be said that as long as a sword had this seal, its value would instantly skyrocket.

It was like the difference between a bag with a logo of a donkey and one without.

The swords crafted by Ninth Grade Swordsmiths were considered one-pearl swords.

Seventh Grade Swordsmiths crafted three-pearl swords, followed by five-pearl swords, seven-pearl swords, and nine-pearl swords.

Wei Yi's second uncle had been striving to become a Ninth Grade Swordsmith.

Because once he became a Ninth Grade Swordsmith, it would be a qualitative leap.

Both his status and position would undergo earth-shaking changes.

It was like transforming from a sparrow to a phoenix.

The difference was similar to that between a worker and an engineer in Wei Yi's previous life.

And after becoming a registered Ninth Grade Swordsmith, he would have the right to sell and trade swords.

This was also a very important privilege.

For example, previously, Wei Tieshan could only help Myriad Sword Pavilion forge swords, and others could resell them at several times the price.

It was because others had the qualification to sell, while Wei Tieshan did not.

So if you can forge swords and sell them yourself, you can make profits that are several times higher.

And without the royal seal, the most you can sell a treasure sword for is just a few dozen taels of silver.

But with one treasure sword, you can easily sell it for forty to fifty taels of silver.

For a three-treasure sword, the starting price is usually two hundred taels of silver.

For a five-treasure sword, it is worth five to six hundred taels, or even over a thousand taels of silver.

A single treasure sword is worth about the same as a luxurious mansion.

As for a seven-treasure sword, not to mention buying it with money, it is the personal sword of kings and nobles.

As for a nine-treasure sword, also known as the Shangfang treasure sword, only the emperor can wear it.

Of course, if you don't imprint the royal seal, and simply pursue the quality of the sword, even non-emperors still have a chance to own one.

In the Great Yan Dynasty, there are currently only two known first-grade master swordsmiths, both of whom are highly respected and esteemed.

The first is the royal master swordsmith, who is also the supervisor of the Astronomical Bureau.

The second is the master of the Cloud Heaven Sect, the number one sect in the Great Yan Dynasty.

So, as long as Wei Yi has this Liver Emperor System, he is confident that he can become a first-grade master swordsmith.

And this system can even turn this skill into a martial arts Divine Ability.

That means he might have a chance to explore the path of cultivation and obtain transcendent power.

He might even achieve immortality and become a transcendent being.

"It's just grinding experience, and that's what I'm best at!" Wei Yi was excited in his heart.

With this system, he will grind until the clouds part and the moon shines.

Grind until the universe is bright and become a Great Emperor!

Thinking like this, a smile appeared on Wei Yi's lips, and his hammer became even more fierce, causing sparks to fly from the iron.

Seeing Wei Yi's expression, Wei Xueshi and Wei Qing were even more surprised. They didn't expect Wei Yi to suddenly smile, and smile so happily.

Could it be that he suddenly developed a liking for blacksmithing?

Perhaps because of his good mood, Wei Yi felt his body filled with strength, becoming more and more enthusiastic.

Although his arms were a bit sore from swinging the hammer, and his palms were a bit numb, he felt he could still persist.

80! 80! 80! 80!

Seeing the proficiency constantly increasing, Wei Yi felt as if he was watching his account balance steadily grow, and he was delighted.

But after hammering the iron for a while, Wei Yi was ultimately exhausted.

His palms and wrists were numb, almost losing sensation.

After all, the conditions of this body were indeed a bit lacking.

Moreover, he had just recovered from a serious illness, and his physical endurance was a bit lacking.

"Ah, I can't go on, I need to rest!" Wei Yi put down the hammer.

The body is the foundation of revolution, and when grinding experience, one must also consider whether the heart can withstand it.

So he prepared to rest for a while on the bamboo chair nearby.

But when Wei Yi took off his gloves, he suddenly realized that his palms were burning with pain.

Upon closer inspection, blisters had formed on his palms.

Even wearing gloves couldn't prevent blisters from forming. It seemed that his hands had never done such rough work before.

And the muscles of his entire right hand were trembling involuntarily, accompanied by aching and weakness.

But this pain was nothing to Wei Yi.

Compared to the pain and torment of late-stage liver cancer in his previous life, this pain was like a mosquito bite, insignificant.

After sitting down on the chair, Wei Yi's mind moved, and a translucent system interface appeared before his eyes.

Name: Wei Yi

Root Bone Qualifications: Extremely Poor

Blacksmithing Skill: Unranked (73% proficiency remaining to level up)

Writing Skill: Rank Two (not started leveling up)

Painting Skill: Rank One (not started leveling up)

"The speed of improvement is not bad. If I work hard today, I should be able to grind the Blacksmithing Skill to Rank One!" Wei Yi said to himself.

Although his body was tired, his heart was full of ambition and motivation.

"Writing Skill Rank Two, Painting Skill Rank One. It seems that this system calculates the initial level based on my actual skill mastery.

In the future, I can combine work and rest, forge some iron, and when tired, grind calligraphy and painting!" Wei Yi said.

But he was well aware that if he wanted to quickly earn money and improve his social status, Blacksmithing Skill was the most direct and fastest way.

However, in the long run, it would be better to improve multiple skills.

He was also curious about the abilities of writing and painting, and what kind of Divine Ability he could develop in the future.

"Besides these skills, I also need to develop some new skills that might be helpful to me." Wei Yi said.

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(End of this chapter)