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.

why should I teach you a forging technique

his brows. "I don't need equipment to forge?" he

You only need

Whoop!

ocean-load of water. You shouldn't need more in the middle

than a regular bottle, but when he sent his Spirit into it, his

much water," he

couldn't even estimate how much water was in the bottle. It seemed absolutely endless. Were there millions of tons? Billions? Trillions? Gravis had no idea. It was

an ocean?" Gravis

nodded. "You haven't seen an ocean before,

about it. The lower world also didn't have

Many beasts would live in the ocean if it had one, and not many humans would go

world are powerful enough that they don't care about the

said. "What

way, you can't retrieve anything from the bottle. Otherwise, you would find a way to use it as

times. "Then how am

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

all I need in regards

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

sounds simple," Gravis

his

some

swinging a hammer to imbue materials with some kind of law or meaning? The real world isn't that mystical. Forging

sighed. "You know, you're really taking all the fun

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

Pack!

father tossed the booklet over, and Gravis looked at it. "That's a pretty small book. Are there really so few materials?" he asked with a raised

inside. You'll see,"

opened the book to the first page. The first page was completely black. When Gravis saw that, his brows furrowed, and he looked back

"What?"

nothing on here. It's just a blank, black

a black

showed the black page to his father. "It's a black

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