Gravis was still a bit confused, but as he saw his father's expression getting increasingly annoyed and bored, his eyes widened in realization.

"Wait, you're going to teach me!?" Gravis asked incredulously.

"Is that so strange?" his father asked.

Gravis rubbed the back of his neck in nervousness. "Well, don't take this the wrong way, but you never really taught me much regarding cultivation. I never even thought about the possibility that you would personally teach me something," Gravis said.

"That's because I want you to forge your own path," his father said, "but you can't forge your own path if you don't know how to forge."

Gravis blinked a couple of times. "Was that another joke?" he asked.

"Yes," the Opposer said with narrowed eyes.

"Eh, okay," Gravis said.

Some seconds passed in silence. Then, his father sighed.

"I'm your father. Teaching you something shouldn't be that strange to you," he said.

"I'm sorry, father. I just hadn't thought about that," Gravis said helplessly.

"It's okay," his father said, "I didn't really teach you much. So, such a reaction is to be expected. Anyway, we should get started."

Gravis nodded and stood up.

"Where are you going? You don't want to learn how to forge?" his father asked with his usual, even voice.

Gravis was confused again. "We're inside your room. I don't think we can forge here," Gravis said.

"Why not?" his father asked.

Gravis ruffled his hair in confusion. "Well, there is no oven, smelter, or whatever it's called. There is no water to cool the products or anything else. There is no equipment here," he said.

"Will you have such equipment in the middle world?" his father asked.

"Eh, no," Gravis answered.

you a forging technique that needs

his brows. "I don't

not your technique, at least. You only need something to

Whoop!

has an ocean-load of water. You shouldn't need more in the middle world,"

bottle and picked it up. It wasn't heavier than a regular bottle, but when he sent his Spirit

he said in

Were there millions of tons? Billions? Trillions?

an ocean?" Gravis

nodded. "You haven't

heard about it. The lower world also didn't

a Natural World," his father said. "There is no need for an ocean. Many beasts would live in the ocean if it had one, and not many humans

oceans here, and humans in this world are powerful enough

Gravis said. "What about Natural

way, you can't retrieve anything from the bottle. Otherwise, you would find a way to use it as a weapon or bargaining tool. You could flood an entire middle world easily with that,"

how am I supposed

like a bucket. Hold the weapon into it, and it will cool. Get comfortable with the

I need in regards to

material malleable. After that, you need to temper it so that it actually gets converted into a hard weapon. Then, you need to draw the Formation

sounds simple," Gravis

is," his father

for some seconds.

teach you some mystical way of swinging a hammer to imbue materials with some kind of law or meaning? The real world

"You know, you're really taking all

world works. Anyway, we should get started," his father said as he summoned a thin booklet. "This has all the important materials relevant to a middle world written down. The first thing about forging is to treat the mineral correctly. If you can't make it malleable, you can't do the other stuff.

Pack!

tossed the booklet over, and Gravis looked at it. "That's a pretty small book. Are there

You'll see,"

completely black. When Gravis saw that, his brows furrowed, and

"What?"

just

a black page,"

the book and showed the black page

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