The Returned Genius Blacksmith has Awakened as an all-Master - Chapter 50

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Chapter 50
050. The Answer Is Already Written
The Collector Kalis, recognizing that gleam in his eyes, felt a profound fascination for Geumsohn as well.
“Haha, you really are… fascinating. Truly fascinating!”
It seemed the Collector Kalis had genuinely taken a liking to Geumsohn.
Kalis harbored no regret at failing to acquire the Phantom Elementia’s Egg.
Far more intriguing was this discovery of the existence called “Geumsohn.”
Intriguing enough to add to his collection.
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Yeom Tae-hun.
The future Spear Ghost, Yeom Tae-hun, returned to Geumsohn the moment he received his spear.
He came straight to the training grounds in Neman Village, where the Spear Instructor Bark held court.
Bark let out a dry chuckle upon seeing Yeom Tae-hun reappear after several days.
“Hmph, here again, are we? Stubborn wretch. Insisting on reaching 1,000 thrusts… Still clinging to such delusions?”
Bark’s words were laced with provocation.
But Yeom Tae-hun did not flinch as he had before.
In his hands was the Azure Flash Spear, forged by Geumsohn, held with steady conviction.
“I’ve come to challenge you again.”
At the unwavering light in Yeom Tae-hun’s eyes, Bark’s brow twitched ever so slightly.
His gaze flickered briefly to the new spear in the boy’s hands.
“Ho, so you’ve managed to acquire a serviceable spear somewhere. But what matters is not the weapon itself—it is the will of the one who wields it. With that feeble resolve of yours, you could challenge a hundred times and achieve nothing.”
“You’ll see once I try.”
Yeom Tae-hun said nothing more and walked toward the wooden dummy.
Several Players training nearby began to murmur among themselves.
“Huh? That guy’s back. Isn’t he the stubborn one who failed after over 800 attempts last time?”
“Wow, seriously tenacious. Why not just finish the quest normally? You only need a hundred thrusts anyway.”
“Wait, his spear changed? Is that… one made by Geumsohn?”
Their whispers never reached Yeom Tae-hun’s ears.
His eyes held only the red mark painted on the dummy’s solar plexus.
He drew a deep breath, and as he exhaled—
Thrust!
The first strike.
The spearhead pierced the center of the red mark with perfect accuracy.
It was a movement incomparably more stable and sharp than before.
For the first time, interest flickered across Bark’s watching eyes.
Thrust-thrust!
The second strike.
Azure light traced the arc of its path.
Thrust!
The third.
His own trajectory, similar to Geumsohn’s yet distinctly different, carved through empty space.
He no longer forced the strike through sheer strength alone.
Time began to flow.
The ambient noise receded, and the murmurs of the Players faded away.
All stood transfixed, their breath held, watching Yeom Tae-hun move as though dancing.
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Thrust!
The 998th strike.
Thrust!
The 999th strike.
Sweat poured from Yeom Tae-hun’s brow like rain, and the muscles in his arms swelled as though they might burst.
Yet his eyes remained utterly unflinching.
He poured every ounce of his consciousness into the spear’s tip for this final blow.
Thrust!
Crack!
The 1,000th strike.
The spearhead pierced the dummy through and shattered it clean in half.
Silence fell.
Every eye in the training ground fixed on Yeom Tae-hun.
“I did it…… I actually did it.”
Yeom Tae-hun collapsed to his knees, breathing heavily.
Though his body felt drained of all strength, his face was split by a radiant smile.
“That’s insane…… he really pulled it off. This guy is no ordinary fighter.”
“Where did that spear even come from? He couldn’t have succeeded without it, could he?”
“Is it the spear’s effect? I have to say, it looks more like pure effort on his part.”
The Players murmured amongst themselves, analyzing Yeom Tae-hun from every angle.
Bark stepped forward, leaving the observers behind, and regarded Yeom Tae-hun with a question.
“This year…… things are quite entertaining. Tell me, what’s your name?”
“Yeom Tae-hun, sir.”
“Yeom Tae-hun…… a fine name. One that suits that unbreakable will of yours.”
In that moment, system messages cascaded across Yeom Tae-hun’s vision.
He read them through, and his fist clenched tight.
Bark’s expression softened into a satisfied smile, and he extended his hand to Yeom Tae-hun.
“Get up, Yeom Tae-hun. Would you consider becoming my disciple?”
“You’re willing to take me as your disciple?”
“A talent like yours? Without question. But it would be a waste to let you wither away in this remote village. Come with me to the Royal Capital. I’ll teach you everything I know, and introduce you to my old companions there as well. With your aptitude, I’m certain you could become the greatest spear master on the continent.”
Without hesitation, Yeom Tae-hun grasped Bark’s outstretched hand.
“I will go with you, Master.”
At his answer, Bark laughed heartily.
As Yeom Tae-hun prepared for the journey to the Royal Capital, he gazed down at the Azure Flash Spear held in his hands.
And a word from Geumsohn surfaced in his mind.
“Whenever the day comes that you need help, all I ask is that you answer my plea.”
Yeom Tae-hun turned that promise over in his thoughts once more.
He made a vow to himself.
That someday, without fail, he would honor that pledge.
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While Yeom Tae-hun was passing Bark’s trial, Geumsohn
“I suppose this needs to come first.”
spread materials across the empty blacksmith’s forge that had been Dusar’s.
Phantom Elementia’s Egg (Damaged)
Ancient Void Iron Ore
Two primary pieces.
He picked up the Ancient Void Iron Ore.
Geumsohn exhaled slowly.
In his past life, in that era when humanity hurtled toward extinction.
What threatened mankind most were not merely the monsters with overwhelming physical force.
Legions of Otherworldly Mages pouring through dimensional rifts, commanding hordes of Spirits and Demon Beasts at their will.
The nightmare memories of defensive lines evaporating in a single wide-scale spell, thousands of soldiers vanishing without a trace.
‘What should I craft with this?’
Countless possibilities flickered through Geumsohn’s mind.
Memories from his past life, as well as every shortcoming he’d faced across countless battles.
These crowded his thoughts, overwhelming him with choice.
‘Should I forge a shield? Or perhaps defensive armor instead?’
His first instinct pointed toward armor.
The Ancient Void Iron Ore’s ability to absorb magical power seemed perfectly suited to defense at a glance.
He could certainly craft an absolute shield that would nullify any magical attack.
A safe choice.
Yet Geumsohn found his heart unmoved.
‘Something…… feels incomplete.’
Not wrong, exactly—just unsatisfying in some indefinable way.
As he hesitated, the properties of the Ancient Void Iron Ore surfaced in his memory.
‘Magical absorption, magical distortion, anti-magic field……’
Armor was certainly an excellent choice.
But it was merely defensive.
What Geumsohn needed was not simply to endure.
He needed overwhelming power to shatter the catastrophe head-on, to restore the grey sky to its original blue.
An aggressive force was what he required.
‘With Resolve Intuition I perceive physical weaknesses, with Vein Insight I perceive magical ones. What if I add the power of magical distortion to that equation?’
Simultaneously exploiting both the target’s physical and magical weaknesses while severing the very flow of mana itself.
A weapon that would truly become a calamity for mages was about to be born.
‘The same applies during crafting. The higher the material’s grade, the rougher and more unstable the mana dwelling within it, making it difficult to handle. But with this power…….’
Any material brimming with raw mana could be subdued.
There was no doubt he could fully draw out the potential latent within the materials themselves.
Geumsohn’s eyes gleamed.
His gaze turned toward his first masterpiece, hanging from his waist.
[Forgotten Craftsman’s First Hammer]
– Rarity Grade: Legendary (Level 50 Restriction)
– Craftsman: Geumsohn
– Status: Bound
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5. Passive Skill ‘Companion Growth’: As the wielder’s Level increases, the hammer’s potential unfolds.
‘Companion Growth, then…….’
Geumsohn was Level 31.
There was still plenty of room before reaching the equipment restriction of Level 50.
Yet now, he understood this was the optimal moment to upgrade the hammer.
‘I have no intention of dawdling until Level 50 to upgrade it.’
He had to reach Level 100 as soon as possible.
Only then could he set out to hunt the serpent.
‘That’s right, the answer was already decided.’
Geumsohn’s eyes took on a resolute light.
He lifted the hammer.
Not to create something new, but to break through the limits of what already existed.
By adding ancient power to this hammer that had grown alongside him, he would give it rebirth as a tool in a realm no one had ever imagined.
That was the only choice he needed to make now.
‘Let me start with some preparations.’
Geumsohn opened his detailed information and checked his Stats.
[Player Details]
[Basic Stats]
– Strength: 47(+20)
– Agility: 37
– Endurance: 37(+20)
– Mana: 37
[Unlocked Stats]
– Luck: 82
– Precision: 56
– Holy Power: 36
– Command: 40
[Remaining Stats: 88]
‘Stats really do accumulate fast.’
Unlike ordinary Players who gained 4 remaining Stats per level, Geumsohn gained 8.
Thanks to his Unlocked Stats, he acquired an additional 4 with each level.
With 88 remaining Stats already accumulated, Geumsohn distributed them accordingly.
He allocated them across his attributes.
[Strength: 47 → 67]
[Agility: 37 → 57]
[Endurance: 37 → 57]
[Mana: 37 → 57]
[Precision: 56 → 64]
[All remaining Stats have been invested.]
The grueling crafting work involving ancient materials loomed ahead.
He distributed the new power evenly, then invested an additional 8 Stats into Precision.
‘This should be enough.’
After distributing his Stats, he checked his character information.
These were the results he had achieved together with the Forgotten Craftsman’s First Hammer, crafted by his own hands.
[Player Information]
– Name: Geumsohn
– Level: 31
– Class: Blacksmith
– Subclass:
1. Mage Engineering
2. Alchemist
– Title:
1. Narcissist
2. First Heretic
3. Right Hand of the Sun
4. Heir to the Cog

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