Celestial Weapons Artificer - 1 Chapter 1

“So unlucky. This brat was too damn weak, dying in a few breaths.”

“Brother Hong, do you thing we are going to be in trouble?” “He is my uncle’s son after all. If my uncle finds out ”

“He is just an illegitimate child. What is there to be afraid of? Besides, who besides us know that it was us who did it?

Now Go! Go!” Lets Hurry up and leave this damned place!”

“…”

Suddenly, Tang Huan seemed to hear a wave of cursing voices, and following that, what entered his ears was the sound of chaotic footsteps that were gradually disappearing in the distance.

“Uncle?” An illegitimate child? ”

These words flashed across his mind blurrily. Tang Huan suddenly quivered and woke up, flipping over to sit up, “I’m actually still alive?” He said to himself.

Tang Huan subconsciously looked around himself in the blink of an eye and was stunned at the sight before him.

This place was not his quaint bedroom, but a simple and crude shed. The bed he had been lying on was not the familiar comfortable bed, but the dirty floor.

Surrounding him was a dark wall made of wooden planks, hung with sabers, spears, swords, sticks, and other weapons of all kinds. On one side of the shed, there was something similar to a stove, bellows, and a metal block, and beside the block, several large and small iron hammers were placed haphazardly.

After checking his surroundings, Tang Huan could immediately tell that this was a blacksmith shop.

“I did pass out while forging a sword in the workshop. If I was saved by someone, I would wake up in a hospital instead of a foreign smithy. How could I appear in such a place like a smithy?”

Tang Huan couldn’t help but think back to the last scene he saw before all this, but his head was in so much pain that it seemed like it was going to explode. In that instant, countless information and memories that didn’t belong to him quickly surfaced in his mind.

“En!”

With a groan, Tang Huan could not help but hold his head tightly, his face slowly turning pale white.

After an unknown period of time, Tang Huan’s expression finally improved, but as if he had seen a ghost, his eyes opened wide, his mouth slightly open, and his face was filled with disbelief.

“Yakruin Continent?”

After a long while, Tang Huan finally regained his senses and mumbled to himself in disbelief.

He was a Sword Crafting Master and was already renowned throughout the world when he was not even aged thirty. Each and every one of his handcrafted swords were sold for millions of Dollars, and even then they were all in short supply.

However, Tang Huan himself was not satisfied with what he accomplished thus far. He wanted to refine a peerless famous sword like the Ancient Great Night’s Ravine.

Therefore, he started to look through all kinds of ancient books and research ancient techniques. Finally after countless hours his hard work paid off. In the end, he had managed to find a crafting furnace and a strange sword forging technique.

Tang Huan immediately tried as though he had obtained a treasure.

At the beginning, everything went smoothly, but as the treasured sword that he was forging was about to be completed, an unexpected accident happened.

According to the method of forging the sword, one had to obtain the blood of the Craftsman as a guide, in order to give the sword a true spirit, and not just an ice-cold weapon.

Tang Huan would naturally not be stingy with his blood.

However, what he did not expect was that when he dripped his own blood into the furnace, the Crafting Furnace was actually like a hungry wolf, desperately trying to suck him dry of all his blood.

Not long after, Tang Huan completely fainted.

When he woke up, he had actually come to this place called Yakruin Continent. Moreover, there was another person’s memories in his head.

The person in his memories was also called Tang Huan, and was at the age of sixteen. He was the illegitimate child of the Nu lang City’s Tang Family Patriarch.

His mother was originally a servant girl of the Tang Clan and was a woman blessed with beauty. She was chosen by the Tang Clan Master as concubine, but not long after she became pregnant with his child. Unfortunately because of that the clan master’s wife couldn’t her and her child’s existance. So she was quickly expelled from the Tang clan and then taken in by a kind old blacksmith from Nu Lang City.

Tang Huan soon understood the other Tang Huan’s situation. Also after only a couple of years his mother died of an illness. He had been living with the old blacksmith ever since, learning the art of forging from him.

“The people here can actually cultivate?”

Tang Huan was quite surprised. In the memories of the young man, Tang Huan, the people of this world could produce true qi in their body after cultivating their cultivation Techniques. Only such a person would have the chance to become a respected Artificer, and forge a weapon that truly possessed great power.

For example, the old blacksmith was said to be a low-ranked Artificer.

The young Tang Huan was also extremely interested in being an artificer, but unfortunately, his aptitude was far too ordinary.

One day because of an unknown reason the old blacksmith suddenly left and since then it has been a month but the old blacksmith has yet to return. Because the old blacksmith left the teenager with a limited amount of money, he was left with no choice but to take out a few weapons to sell.

On his way to the market, in unexpected twist of fate he ran into a few Tang Clan Disciples. The Disciples recognised him and because of his illegitimate status they started bullying him.

In the end he ended up losing his life. He was then thrown back into the blacksmith shop in order to cover up what they had done.

“This kid is already dead, why is his memory still in his head?” Tang Huan said to himself.

Tang Huan was startled for a moment, then remembered the conversation he heard while he was in a trance, a bad premonition arose in his heart, and immediately he subconsciously looked down. What came into view were his hands that were rough, full of calluses, his body that was long, he wore coarse clothes, and on his feet was a pair of black cloth shoes that had been washed to the point of being pale.

After looking down for a while Tang Huan came to a startling conclusion. This was definitely not his body!

Tang Huan was shocked, he suddenly jumped and started looking around for a mirror. After a while, Tang Huan found one and stood in front of the bronze mirror, looking at the handsome yet bronze-skinned stranger’s face, and he was dumbstruck at what he was seeing.

Finally he realized something.The him on Earth was already dead, but his soul had mysteriously entered the body of the Yakruin Continent and unexpectedly into the body of the young boy who had just died, “Tang Huan”, and received his memories.

Only after a long while did Tang Huan wake up as if from a dream, and a trace of a bitter smile surfaced on his face.

It seemed like he wouldn’t be able to go back no matter what. In this world where he didn’t have a cell phone, computer, television, or a car, would he be able to live on?

But since things had come to this point, there was no point in self-pity.

“Fine, since I am already here, let’s settle down in this new world!” said Tang Huan.

Tang Huan took a deep breath and finally accepted the reality helplessly. However, if he wanted to live a better life in this world, he needed to have a strong ability or else he would be like the old Tang Huan. Even if he were beaten to death by the Tang Clan Disciples, there probably wouldn’t be anyone who would come to seek justice for him.

“Cultivate!” Only by cultivating could one have the power to protect themselves, and only by cultivating could one become a respected Weapons Artificer! Otherwise, I can only allow myself to be bullied by others! ” A flash of determination flashed across Tang Huan’s eyes, and he began to carefully recall the memories of that youth, Tang Huan.
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