Weapon Master

Chapter 873 - Heavenly Sword Hall

"Hmm?"

The yellow-clothed man let out a soft cry and his footsteps paused. He suddenly turned his head around. The somewhat familiar back figure was quickly disappearing from his line of sight.

"Rank Seven True Spirit... Rank Six True Spirit... "

After muttering for a moment, the yellow-clothed man suddenly remembered that he'd seen that person before. In the next moment, his eyes turned in front of him and landed on Nie Kun, who was standing not far away. Dense shock appeared on his face, "Junior Brother Nie, he …."

"That's right, my room was indeed taken by him!" As if he knew what the other wanted to say, before he could finish, Nie Kun had already revealed a smile.

"What?"

Even though he had already realized this earlier, after hearing it from Nie Kun himself, the yellow clothed man's eyes were filled with uncontrollable shock and disbelief, "This … How was this possible … A cultivator from the Rank Six True Spirit, no, Rank Seven True Spirit, can actually cultivate on the fifth floor of the stone pavilion? "

"Senior apprentice-brother Luke, at the beginning, I also felt that this was incredible. However, after seeing him come out of my room, I had no choice but to believe him."

Nie Kun said with a smile.

"The pressure on the fifth floor of the stone pavilion is so strong that even ordinary Innate realm cultivators would not be able to withstand it. How did he do it?"

"I don't know either."

Nie Kun shook his head and laughed, "I don't need to know about this. I only need to know that his surname is Tang. That's enough."

After speaking, Nie Kun's body was like lightning as he rushed out of the round stage's protective barrier. With only a blink, he already entered the stone house.

"Tang Huan?"

After a short moment, he was startled and could not help but blurt out, "The disciple of the Silver Sword who has just joined the Wind Division, Tang Huan?" At this moment, he finally understood why Nie Kun didn't pursue the matter of his room being occupied.

These few days, the name Tang Huan had practically spread throughout the entire Yan Yang City, and also quickly spread amongst the disciples of "Pure Yang Sword Sect".

Pure Yang Sword Sect, there are hundreds of them.

Amongst these people, there were 21 in Weapon Refining Grand Master, 10 in Lower Grade Heavenly Blacksmith, and 3 in middle Heavenly Blacksmith. However, there was only one in Upper Grade Blacksmith.

Amongst the fourteen Heavenly Blacksmith s, the success rate of Upper Grade Blacksmith Meng Xingchun in forging a low rank Heavenly Soldier was not bad, but the chances of a high rank weapon appearing was pitifully low. Furthermore, that person was the Great Elder of the Fire Clan of the "Pure Yang Sword Sect".

As for the other thirteen middle stage Heavenly Blacksmith s, none of them seemed to be able to forge top quality weapons.

Under these circumstances, the value of a Weapon Refiner that was able to forge a large number of low-ranked Heavenly Soldier could be imagined, especially the fact that that person was even able to forge a high ranked Heavenly Soldier that was known as the "Sea Heart Divine Level Stone". This was something that not even the Upper Grade Blacksmith Meng Xingchun was able to do.

With a Lower Grade Heavenly Blacksmith as powerful as the Tools Method Attainments, if he were to join the Pure Yang Sword Sect, if he could build a good relationship with it, he would not have to worry about his future weapons.

However, Tang Huan was just a True Spirit Level Cultivators, the Golden Sword Sect disciples were always so high up in the sky, they would not be able to lose face in a short period of time. As a result, the room being occupied by Tang Huan, for Nie Kun, was not a bad thing. Instead, it was an opportunity to befriend Tang Huan.

It was no wonder that not only did that fellow not have trouble with Tang Huan, he had a face full of smiles instead.

"Tang Huan..."

Lu Jia glanced at the stone room that Nie Kun was in with a hint of envy. After a long while, he continued to move forward and walk out of the barrier …

… ….

The situation inside the stone pavilion was exactly the same as it was a few days ago.

On the round platform on the first floor, there was a long queue, with many True Spirit Level Cultivators s quietly waiting for the opportunity to enter the stone hut to cultivate. Tang Huan did not stay any longer, he only took a few glances as a reflex, then quickly entered the arched door and left the space.

"Looks like the things that I did in the Sword-fighting Villa have already made me quite famous. However, this is still far from enough. The current reputation I have is limited to the disciples of the 'Pure Yang Sword Sect's' seven divisions."

Tang Huan thought.

His plan was actually very simple. If he could make his name known to the world, and let Feng Ming, Shan Shan and the others know of his existence, even if they hadn't reunited temporarily, it would still be able to calm them down. In addition, there was still a trace of hope left in his heart. It was because of this fame that he had managed to attract his mother.

With his current strength, he couldn't even go to the Hai Continent, much less the Tian Clan that was even further away from the Sea Clan.

"While increasing my strength, I need to make myself as famous as possible!"

Tang Huan took a light breath, he suddenly stopped in his tracks and looked over. On the side of the plaza, two figures suddenly appeared, walking towards him with leisure, their speed however was extremely fast, in the time of one or two breaths, the distance between the two was only about ten metres.

"Huh?"

Tang Huan exclaimed in his heart.

Of the two people, one was dressed in a black robe, with white hair and beard, and a thin appearance. The other had white hair, but his appearance was extremely young, and he was actually the Southern Goblin Marshal, Zhuo Dongqing. When he returned from Snake Clan, Zhuo Dongqing had already left, he did not expect to meet him here.

Other than that, Tang Huan had a faint premonition that Zhuo Dongqing and the Black Costume Old Man might have specially come to the "Heart Sword Stone Pavilion" to look for him.

"Little brother, how have you been?"

Zhuo Dongqing spoke with a face full of smiles before pointing at the Black Costume Old Man and introducing him, "Little brother, this is Elder Wu Zizhi!"

"Greetings, Senior Zhuo! Senior Wu! "

Tang Huan came back to reality as he cupped his hands and smiled.

"I never thought that in such a short amount of time, little brother, your cultivation would have already risen to the Rank Seven True Spirit realm, and even joined our 'Pure Yang Sword Sect'. It's truly a cause for celebration."

Zhuo Dongqing's brows were filled with an unconcealable sense of praise, "Little brother, let's not chat so much with each other. Let's go to 'Heavenly Sword Hall' first."

"Heavenly Sword Hall?"

Tang Huan's eyes flashed with fear.

According to Hu Chan's memories, that "Heavenly Sword Hall" seemed to be a place where the sect master and the seven great elders discussed matters. Generally speaking, cultivators "Pure Yang Sword Sect", even if they were elders, were not allowed to enter, nor were they allowed to enter … Of course, the rules of the "Heavenly Sword Hall" had never changed in the past two thousand years.

Just that, what was the reason for calling him there?

"Tang Huan, don't worry, it's just that the sect master and the seven great elders want to chat with you." Wu Zhe stroked his beard and smiled.

"Senior Zhuo, Senior Wu, do you know what the Sovereign and the rest want to talk about?" Tang Huan said with a slight headache.

"It's not a bad thing." Zhuo Dongqing said while beaming.

"..."

This sentence sounded extremely familiar. Back then, when they were at Tiger Clan, Clan Guardians Tong Hu Xiao had brought him there, and she seemed to have said the same thing.

Forget it, no matter what the sect master and the seven great elders' goals are, just randomly adapt!