The Hidden Myth of Ji Dara - Chapter 181

“Hmph! Can you mundane minds comprehend what is possible in the field of forgery!?” Elder Smith bellowed with authority as an aura of a master descended on him through the ventilated roof, surrounding him in a unique glow of light as all the workers went silent and bowed their heads slightly, unwilling to look at him in the eye… Though no one knew the phenomenon that just occurred, not even Elder Smith himself, but Long who was far away within the depths of Min Hong’s consciousness could sense it, but not precisely since he was using Dara’s current strength cannot allow him to use even 1% of his mental prowess; ‘A Master has been born within this backward planet!?’ He was truly stunned and surprised, but back at the Forgery, no one knew what happened, but Elder Smith only felt slightly spaced out and realized that not only has his mental prowess increased drastically, it also seemed to possess more speed unlike before, whilst he could also feel a sense of loftiness that was natural to him but was the simple cause of the aura of a master that descended on him… He felt unmoving and unfazed, but not from impetuousness, but because he now possessed and increased level of composure and calmness, which was also a byproduct of the aura of a master! Then after about half an hour, the glow automatically bored through Elder Smiths body, creating some unique meridians whilst clearing some things it found unworthy of being within a master; but it happened in such a subtle way that not even Elder Smith felt anything; “Alright, for the final part of this demonstration…” Elder Smith called the attention of the workers back to the situation at hand; “Take!” He handed the bow and arrow to the curious youth and told him; “Shoot me!” “Not at any vital area, but a place like my thigh would be okay… Any other part of my body and I won’t be able to forge anything for life!” Elder Smith quickly added as the youth kept looking at him with a stunned expression as Elder Smith bellowed at him in a bid to snap him out of his daze; “Come on, I don’t have all day! I still have to go-” Huala! Spurt! “Eh!?” Elder Smiths bellow did its job, as the Youth fired the arrow, but just as the arrow reached a few inches from Elder Smith’s thighs, it glowed brightly like it was resonating to something within that thigh, and as if having a mind of its own, it made a beeline for the Youth who