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                                    What do you mean I'm a cultivator? - Chapter 55
                            
                                                            
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... ted fragment of spirit iron, was broken down meticulously into measured chunks. He placed these aside in neat piles.
The floor of the pit, once uneven and cracked from heavy use, and the hardening born from packing dirt that was dug to open the pit,
Was now being paved slowly, patiently.
Cheng didn’t rush. He shaped each chunk into thin plates, flattening them with precise strikes, hammering with a rhythm only he could hear — the heartbeat of the forge itself. Each plate ...
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