The Return of the Legendary Golden-Handed Blacksmith - Chapter 182

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Episode 182
Episode 182.
-JinTube is actually really useful.
-Not just entertaining, but top creators really show exactly how they craft.
-Growth has been crazy since it’s a channel that didn’t exist before.
SharkNet Community.
While there were many posts praising Jin-woo on the community forum, there were just as many people complimenting the JinTube content.
JinTube was the only crafting channel among all the crafting MyTube channels that had minimal editing in its crafting process.
Most other crafting MyTube channels edited out the entire crafting process itself.
-I get that the crafting process itself is proprietary, but they hide it way too much.
-That’s why crafting MyTubers can’t really grow.
Because of that, people had quite a lot of complaints.
They subscribed to channels wanting not just to see finished crafted items, but to gain crafting knowledge—and they couldn’t get that knowledge.
-Jin-woo is really different.
-The approach is different. But if things go this way—
-Copycats are gonna show up, I’d say.
And sure enough.
“Wow. He really uploaded all of it.”
“Don’t you know why crafters cut out all their crafting scenes on MyTube?”
Jin-woo’s subscribers were quite diverse.
Among them were crafters like Jin-woo himself, and they were absolutely delighted watching the videos he’d uploaded.
“I needed something to watch and learn from.”
“And he’s showing it for free.”
Crafting is difficult.
Because of that, question posts appeared in the community every single day.
How to make a sword.
How to make armor.
What methods to use to craft better equipment.
Of course, those question posts rarely got answers. And when they did, the answers were extremely vague, making them hard to understand intuitively.
That made sense. Since crafting was so difficult, each crafting method was a treasure to the crafters themselves.
That’s why multiple crafter MyTubers uploaded videos, but nowhere showed the crafting process in as much detail as JinTube.
Of course JinTube had editing too, but compared to other MyTube channels, it showed a tremendous amount of crafting footage.
“Now I can do it like Jin-woo…!”
Everyone began eagerly following his methods.
First, it was the Hammering.
Clang!
“Huh…?”
Even though they’d done it exactly the same, the result was different.
“I did it the same way too…”
“It’s not working. This really doesn’t work.”
Clang! Clang!
It only felt like they were following along the same way.
Replicating exactly what Jin-woo did in the video was simply impossible.
Even though it looked easy.
“This isn’t easy after all…”
“Was that why he didn’t edit it out on purpose…?”
Only then did they realize.
Jin-woo already knew copycats would appear.
And he knew they wouldn’t be able to replicate it.
“There was a reason he didn’t edit it.”
“Insane.”
Those who’d tried it themselves began posting on the community.
-A review after watching Jin-woo’s video and trying to replicate it.
-I got schooled trying to do what Jin-woo does in his videos…
Dozens of comments poured in on each successive post.
“Tsk.”
“They really didn’t understand why he left the crafting footage unedited.”
Other crafters who saw those posts chuckled.
“How could you copy this? It looks simple because Jin-woo’s skill is overwhelmingly superior.”
“That’s it exactly.”
“Even if he showed you how, you couldn’t replicate it anyway.”
There’s no secret to Jin-woo’s crafting method.
It’s composed of extremely simple elements.
Only because Jin-woo alone could execute those simple elements did he not bother hiding them.
So JinTube’s uniqueness began shining even brighter.
Surpassing one million subscribers, it rocketed to 1.5 million in no time.
It was far faster growth than when it first hit one million.
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Yurolde’s eyebrows suddenly twitched.
Clang!
Against the claws of the tiger bearing down on him, Yurolde swung his fist again.
But his attention was entirely on Jin-woo.
Being sponsored by a god to become a Successor was an extraordinary thing.
It was something great, and it was impossible unless one achieved the talent, accomplishments, and achievements that satisfied that god.
Yet there were countless gods sponsoring that ancient god’s Successor.
“How is it possible?”
How much talent.
How many achievements.
What kind of results had he accomplished?
He himself had trained countless times with the Necromancer class.
At the end of life-staking training, Yurolde was able to gain the attention of the God of Bone and Death.
Starting from that attention, Yurolde accumulated achievements that suited the God of Bone and Death’s tastes. The accumulated achievements grew from attention into sponsorship, and eventually made him a Successor.
His first task as a Successor was to take control of this Underworld.
…
If one could receive sponsorship from a single god throughout their entire life, they could be considered chosen.
But Jin-woo had sponsorship from multiple gods.
Perhaps even more than ten.
“Even your crafting skill… enough to receive god sponsorship…”
Yurolde trembled once.
Those two dangerous subordinates wielding weapons meant they contained divine power. Of course, not directly from the god itself.
But it meant at least that Jin-woo had enough skill to capture the god’s attention.
Yurolde took a deep breath.
Those two pieces of equipment—he’d originally intended to smash them even if it meant taking some risk. But he changed his plan.
He felt he could truly lose if he did that.
Whoosh.
Seeing Yurolde’s changed movements, Jin-woo smiled.
‘He seems shocked by the gods behind me.’
Yurolde’s powerful restriction not working wasn’t simply because of the gods’ power.
‘If it were just that, he wouldn’t have struggled to manifest his form when I first entered.’
He could overcome this restriction thanks to a cleared Quest.
‘By clearing the Underworld Recapture Quest, the ownership of this Underworld has changed.’
Because he’d cleared the Underworld Recapture Quest, the Underworld now had two owners.
Yurolde, holding it by force, and Jin-woo, backed by the Primordial—the two were now the Underworld’s owners.
‘That’s why it weakened.’
The restrictions and laws Yurolde had spread throughout the entire Underworld no longer affected Jin-woo, who now held an equal position.
‘And on top of that, the gods’ power is added.’
Yurolde drove the tiger back. The tiger stubbornly clung to Yurolde, but Yurolde’s altered movements made even the tiger tense and adjust its distance.
“My god.”
Experiencing this for the first time, Yurolde briefly sought advice from his god.
But soon Yurolde shook his head.
“I’m not worried. I’m not being overwhelmed.”
Whoosh!
Dark energy gathered in Yurolde’s hand.
“My god. God of Bone and Death. Grant me more strength. I will end this. I will properly establish the laws of this Underworld once more.”
Something appeared in Yurolde’s hand.
Flash.
“The Judgment Hammer.”
Yurolde, instantly sponsored by his god, swung the enormous hammer directly.
Screech!
Boom!
“Damn.”
Jin-woo suddenly cursed.
“That’s insane power.”
Then he grinned brightly.
What was that hammer made from to produce such destructive force?
“I want to melt that down.”
He was quite curious about what materials it was made from and what method was used to create it.
“Tiger!”
Jin-woo called out to the tiger.
“You can move with more confidence!”
The tiger’s skeleton was Jin-woo’s own creation.
‘The skeleton itself is a weapon.’
So it could attack far more ferociously than it was now.
Crack! Crash!
Upon Jin-woo’s command, the tiger moved fiercely.
Screech!
Yurolde, wielding the Judgment Hammer, had increased destructive power but reduced speed.
The Judgment Hammer itself was enormous, and proper stance was crucial to fully utilize its power. The tiger exploited that.
Crack!
“Ugh!”
Breaking his stance.
“Perfect. Timing.”
Opening gaps for First and Pur again.
First gripped the Phantom Blade tightly.
“I won’t be caught off guard like before.”
Yurolde was already aware of his timing falling apart. So instead, he drew it in.
“I’ll knock you down with strength against strength.”
He held the Judgment Hammer precisely and brought it down toward First.
First welcomed it eagerly.
“What. I. Hold.”
Whoosh!
“Is. My. Master’s. Crafted. Masterpiece.”
Screech!
Strength against strength.
The Phantom Blade and the Judgment Hammer clashed head-on.
Boom!
It was an enormous collision.
“Impossible…!”
Yurolde, pushed back, panicked. He’d driven the full force of the Judgment Hammer directly into that weapon created by the ancient god’s Successor.
Yet the weapon remained unscathed.
The Judgment Hammer was fine too, but blood trickled from the corner of Yurolde’s mouth.
And his stance had collapsed.
“I was pushed back…!”
He could be certain. This was a loss of equipment quality itself.
Pushed backward, Yurolde tried to recover his stance. But a follow-up attack was waiting.
“!”
Pur swung the Frostbone Naginta. Completely freezing Yurolde.
Clang!
The ice that had engulfed his entire body shattered in an instant, but blood still flowed from Yurolde’s mouth.
Crash!
And again, the tiger prevented him from regaining his stance.
First, having recovered, swung the Phantom Blade.
Abyss Dancer.
First began to dance.
“Damn it.”
Yurolde devoted himself to defense. Counterattacking in this situation was impossible. Even if he tried, he couldn’t pierce that Phantom Blade, so taking risks and attacking could result in receiving a Fatal Blow instead.
A vicious cycle descended upon Yurolde.
Jin-woo watched the sight and smiled.
“I learned a lot from Boros.”
What equipment was needed to face a strong opponent?
“This isn’t Eternal Sunshine, after all.”
Similar but everything was different.
“So I made sure to compensate.”
Jin-woo smiled.
Yurolde saw that smile. Saw that gaze.
For a moment, a thought occurred to him that had never crossed his mind before.
Defeat.
To equipment created by the ancient god’s Successor.
No.
To everything created by the ancient god’s Successor.
“To an ancient god’s Successor…!”
-Yurolde goes berserk!
Boom!
In the end, it all comes back to Jin-woo. If he can’t defeat Jin-woo, none of this matters! He decided against restrictions like before and unleashed direct attacks instead. If he couldn’t reach him, he’d attack from range!
Yurolde reached his hand toward Jin-woo.
“Hellfire.”
Whoosh!
In an instant, blue flames engulfed Jin-woo’s body.
-Rune, Flame Breath activates!
“W-what is…”
“Thanks for the healing.”
The flames couldn’t wound Jin-woo.
Yurolde unleashed cold air next.
“Infernal Cold.”
The God of Bone and Death was a deity who wielded fire and cold at will. So his Successor Yurolde could use both powers too.
“Let’s see if you can handle this!”
Whoosh.
Crack!
-Achievement Effect activates.
-Cold restores health.
“I handled it. Thanks for the healing again.”
“This bastard…!”
Yurolde raged.
Fire heals him, cold heals him—what in the world was this guy made of?!
With Jin-woo’s attention divided, the three subordinates spotted an opening and ruthlessly pressured and attacked Yurolde.
“Ugh—”
It was completely one-sided. Yurolde was busy just defending.
“Huff. Huff.”
Yurolde exhaled roughly.
Jin-woo watched and marveled.
“You’re strong. Really strong.”
He’d taken direct hits from the Phantom Blade and the Frostbone Naginta several times.
Yet he was still standing.
‘If this weren’t SSR Rank equipment, this could’ve gone really bad.’
“I needed a strong one like you.”
He needed a strong opponent who could push his equipment to its limit.
Yurolde clenched his teeth.
He couldn’t end it here.
“I’ll admit it. You are stronger than me.”
Bang!
But he still had one more card to play.
“I’ll set aside my pride. Think only of victory!”
Whoosh!
Rumble. Rumble rumble rumble!
Suddenly the ground around him trembled and a massive tower began rising.
“…Wow.”
Even Jin-woo was surprised.
“He summoned a tower?”
Suddenly Jin-woo smiled at the rising tower.
“Actually… this is better?”

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