The clan elder Grandfather slightly stunned, then patted his head and laughed: "You see... I forgot that you are not a dwarf tribe, and even more so, you dont know anything about this world. Alright... since you want to know, Ill tell you in detail."

  After a moment of contemplation, the tribal elder spoke up: "In this world, warriors are divided into ten levels. They are: novice warrior, primary warrior, intermediate warrior, advanced warrior, swordsman, great swordsman, sword master, great sword master, sword sage, and war god. From swordsman onwards, each level is further divided into upper, middle, and lower ranks."

  At this point, the patriarchal grandfather stopped for a moment, giving me some time to digest. After listening to the patriarchs words, I finally understood what a great sword master and a sword saint meant.

  Seeing me reveal a smile of understanding, the patriarch continued: "Your current level should be top-level apprentice warrior. As your strength increases, you will gradually reach primary warrior, intermediate warrior, and advanced warrior. As for the levels beyond that, not everyone can achieve them."

  I looked at the patriarch with a puzzled expression and asked inexplicably: "How are these levels divided? What do you use to assess what kind of realm a person has reached?"

  The clan elder was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing: "You really asked the right question, I really dont know this one. These ranks are divided by various guilds on the mainland, and they all have detailed rules for assessment. However... our dwarf tribe doesnt have such an assessment system, so its impossible to determine what level someone is."

  He paused for a moment, and the clan elder pointed to the Water Buffalo Beast on the ground: "However... generally speaking, being able to single-handedly kill a Water Buffalo Beast already makes one a high-level warrior, its just that..."

  I looked at the clan elder in confusion and asked: "What is it, Clan Elder?"

  The clan elder hesitated for a moment, and said with a bitter smile: "But when you defeated the Water Buffalo Beast, it wasnt just pure martial power that you relied on. Wisdom accounted for half of it, the properties of your weapon accounted for half of it, as for your own martial power... this... this..."

  After listening to the words of the tribal elder, I couldnt help but smile. Yes... in the battle just now, I almost didnt use my own strength. Even the power to break open the water buffalos skin was borrowed from the water buffalos own momentum. I simply placed the knife there and let the water buffalo itself come into contact with it, and the sharp serrations on the blade would naturally cut through the thick and hard water buffalo skin. This seems to have nothing to do with my own strength; anyone else could have done it as long as they grasped the timing!

  I nervously lifted my head and looked at the clan elder, saying: "Then... Clan Elder, do I count as a low-ranking warrior now?"

  The clan leaders grandfather smiled wryly and furrowed his brow, saying lightly: "Alright! But not quite, from a combat perspective, youve already reached the standard of a primary warrior. I believe... even if you were to fight against a primary warrior, with your wisdom and your Hundred Battles Swordsmanship, as well as your Hundred Battles Treasure Sword, you would also have a chance of winning!"

  He paused for a moment, and the clan elder continued: "However, from the actual physical quality and strength, you have not yet reached the standard of a primary warrior, still in the stage of an apprentice warrior! In other words... you dont have enough power to subdue the phantom beast!"

  Furrowing his brow slightly, I asked in puzzlement: "Tribe leader grandfather, must... taming the phantom beast rely on brute force? Cant we use wisdom to tame it?"

  The clan elder nodded seriously and said, "Indeed, its true that you cant tame a phantom beast with just intelligence. You need to use great power to thoroughly subdue the phantom beast before it will willingly become your phantom beast!"

  The patriarchal grandfather explained, "For example, the water buffalo beast just now, if you take it as a fantasy beast, 100% will not succeed, because... it died very suddenly and inexplicably, and it wont obey you at all."

  With a faint smile, the patriarch continued: "If you want to subdue the Water Buffalo Beast, you must be tough and unyielding, defeat it in its strongest aspect without giving an inch, so that it has no temper left. Only then can it completely surrender. In other words, you must have a fierce confrontation with the Water Buffalo, smash it until it has no intention of resisting, only then do you have the possibility of making it your Phantom Beast."

  Helplessly looking at the patriarch, I finally understood what he meant. Generally speaking... as long as you defeat the Water Buffalo Beast, you are already a high-level warrior. However, this "defeat" refers to fighting the Water Buffalo head-on and relying on strength to defeat it.

  The clan elder laughed and said, "If it were humans, it would be easy to say. As long as you become a high-level warrior and learn the Dou Qi Jian, defeating the Water Buffalo Beast head-on is not difficult. But we dwarves are different, we cant learn Dou Qi, so we have to rely on brute force to chop it down. Even with my strength as a high-level warrior, its hard to kill the Water Buffalo Beast, so... most people in the village think that the Cow Beast is a fantasy beast!"

  For a moment, I was stunned, and then I remembered those little beasts beside the smelting furnace. It turned out... that those little beasts were the fantasy creatures of each dwarf uncle! Haha... its really funny, that little thing can only blow air, it seems like it cant do anything else!

  But then again, just being able to blow wind is enough, dwarves only like forging anyway, with such a good wind-blowing fantasy beast, theyre much more at ease.

  "Usually, when we encounter a water buffalo beast, we will surround it and make a circle. This clumsy guy is very inflexible when turning around. When you turn to its back, you can attack it from behind and easily chop it to death!"

  The patriarch of the tribe looked at the corpse of the water buffalo beast on the ground and sighed, "Actually...the fantasy beasts of the dwarf tribe are not as powerful as they are said to be. Even such a water buffalo beast is difficult to tame, let alone other good fantasy beasts. The best fantasy beast that our dwarf ancestors had was the one that reached the great sword master, his fantasy beast was a fire tiger, it was precisely with this fire tiger that he became the first and currently the only great sword master of the dwarf tribe!"

  Helplessly shook his head, it seems... the Phantom Beast is not that easy to deal with, however... theres no use rushing now, might as well think of a way to reach the level of Primary Warrior first.

  Thinking of this, I turned around and asked the patriarch: "Patriarch, what level do you need to be at to be considered a beginner warrior and learn the Dwarf tribes Phantom Beast skills?"

  The village elder smiled slightly and explained, "Our dwarf tribe naturally has a set of measurement standards. First... you must use the entire set of 18 axes in front of all the villagers, and when everyone thinks your route and posture are correct, only then can you enter the next step of assessment!"

  Grandpa Tribesman glanced at me and continued, "Im not worried about this aspect. Your current axe skills are definitely flawless, and no one can pick out any flaws!"

  He paused for a moment, and the clan elder continued: "The second assessment project is to chop things with a dwarf axe. You need to chop a 10-year-old wooden melon tree, one axe at a time, and demonstrate the 18 styles of the dwarf battle axe. Each axe head must cut down a wooden melon tree. If you meet this standard, then you will be a primary warrior!"

  After listening to Grandpa Dwarfs words, I couldnt help but stick out my tongue in surprise. Dont think that a ten-year-old papaya tree is easy to bully, its as thick as a bowl mouth! And the texture of the papaya tree is hard and tough, wanting to cut off one with an axe, for me now, its simply an impossible task.

  Without saying a word, I bent down and picked up the ore basket on the ground, and walked towards the village with the tribal elder. At this point, I dont even have the qualifications to talk about primary warriors, the difference between apprentice warriors is too great, it can be said that the strength of primary warriors is absolutely more than one level higher than that of apprentice warriors.

  In the late afternoon, we returned to the dwarf village and handed over the copper mine to Uncle Nata Dorg. And I got the silver ore he promised me! Now... my Hundred Wars Treasure Knife has another material!

  Back in the room, I put the silver ore into the treasure chest and then continued to forge my War Blade. I must hone my skills to perfection before I can start forging my ultimate true War Blade! For now, Ill use this fine copper-made War Blade to practice, and when my techniques are fully matured and Ive grasped the essence of forging, only then will I begin crafting the true War Blade that I will be using for the rest of my life.

  In the midst of the flying iron hammer, I used every move and style of the Seven Cuts Slaying Technique ceaselessly, with the iron hammers falling like raindrops onto every part of the Hundred Wars Sword, all forty-nine styles of the Seven Cuts Slaying Technique landing on the Hundred Wars Sword.

  I had been practicing for several hours and finally took a break, washed up after the bath, returned to bed, and started my daily meditation practice...

  As the days of my practice gradually increase, I now feel more and more strongly. Now as soon as I think about it, I suddenly feel a burning sensation all over my body, like being roasted by a scorching sun that makes me warm and cozy all over, an indescribable comfort. However...the Qi sensation mentioned in the Nine Yang Scripture, I have yet to experience. Apart from warmth, I dont have any other sensations!

  The first volume of this book, "Evil Blades Birth", mainly introduces the origin of the protagonist Evil Blade and the source of his unique martial arts skills. It may be a bit dull, but it is the foundation of the entire article. I hope everyone will support me and continue reading. I wont let anyone who supports Old Cloud down.