Lord Sovereign

Early the next morning, Fei Hong picked up the forged armors and went to the library. As soon as he entered through the door, Senior Brother Lin stood up and looked at Fei Hong with a bright smile: "Junior brother Fei is here, how is it going?"

Fei Hong smiled back and put the black iron armor on the table. As soon as Brother Rou Lin saw the black iron armor, his eyes suddenly glowed fervently. After all, in the Sacred Swords Sect, he was just an insignificant disciple. Hence, it was not easy to have such a black iron armor. Moreso, the black iron, the material used for making this black iron armor, had been accumulated for over seven years, till present.

Immediately, Brother Lin put the black iron armor on his body, and then put on a long robe over it on the outside. He was delighted to see that people would find it difficult to see that there was a close-fitting black iron armor inside the robe.

"Ha, thank you Junior brother!" Senior Brother Lin continued to thank him, and then suddenly asked: "By the way, Junior Brother, have you practiced that "Golden Heaven Technique"?"

Fei Hong was startled. He couldn't tell if Senior Brother Lin knew about the shortcomings of the Golden Heaven Technique, so he didn't know if he should feeling a little annoyed or not. If he knew, why didn't he tell him? If it weren't for Senior Brother Zhang Long's words, he wouldn't have prepared. Otherwise it would be hard to say whether he still had a life or was alive!

"Well, I have practiced!" Fei Hong replied, resisting his anger and nodded.

"Oh..." Seeing that there was nothing wrong with Fei Hong, Senior Brother Lin hesitated to say anything for a while. After thinking about it, he said, "Brother Fei, I'm sorry. I can't help you anymore with the technique."

Brother Lin's words surprised Fei Hong. After thinking about it, he understood that brother Lin didn't want to waste his own life explaining the dificulties facing the techniques, but to direct anybody towards a new book of tactics. Everyone would read the label carefully. The flaws of "Golden Heaven Technique" could definitely be seen on it. When he saw it, would he be so stupid to practice it again!

Thinking of this, Fei Hong was much relieved that Ruo Lin had no ill towards him. He waved his hand. "Senior brother shouldn't worry himself much, that technique is something Fei Hong wants to practice, and it has nothing to do with you, senior brother."

Seeing Fei Hong's smile, Senior Brother Lin scratched his head. "Indeed, Younger brother has a broad mind, Ruo Lin admit that he is inferior..."

The two chatted for a few more words, and Fei Hong said his goodbyes and left. He went back to wait for Zhang Long to come and collect the short silver blade.

Towards noon, Zhang Long hurried over: "Junior brother, has the short blade be successfully refined?"

Seeing Zhang Long's anxious look, Fei Hong started to joke around, pretending to be in agony. "Brother, this Junior can't help you to refine the silver short blade. It has been broken... …"

"What?!" Zhang Long's face changed drastically when he heard it. He frowned and looked at Fei Hong, his lips trembled, and he couldn't speak for a while.

Fei Hong lowered his head, a warm smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: To be truthfull, he grew up so big that not many people felt the to be kind to him. Except for his grandfather, Zhang Long is the second person to make him feel human kindness. Although he was a senior, he still treated him well. Like a big brother and a friend.

But what Fei Hong didn't know was that this joke almost made Zhang Long's head explode in disappointment!

"Okay..." After waiting for a while, Zhang Long slowly recovered his calmness and sighed.

Fei Hong slowly raised his head and saw Zhang Long's disappointed face. He smiled inwardly, realizing the importance of this short blade to him. He quickly added: "Senior brother, I'm only joking with you. I have refined the short blade. All good!"

After that, he took out the short silver blade from behind and handed it over.

Zhang Long was startled. There was uncontrollable joy on his face. He couldn't help but feel happy after taking the short blade. After swinging it for a while, he stopped, and looked at Fei Hong with a smile. "Brother, you almost gave the me a serious concern. I have been in the sect for several years. This short blade is the only true weapon I can call my own. If something had gone wrong with it, it could..."

"Hey, Senior Brother is wrong!" After all, Fei Hong was just a fifteen-year-old boy, and at this moment, it showed in his behaviour.

Zhang Long pretended to punch Fei Hong angrily, as if thinking of something. "By the way, Junior Brother, one month from now, it will be our Sacred Swords School's five-year competition. Your new beginner disciples are going to participate in the introductory competition. Those disciples with ordinary qualifications will be eliminated from the school."

"Expel?"

"Yes. Fei Hong, you can leave this place and join some of the other workshops outside our sect."

Fei Hong understood what Zhang Long was trying to say, and his heart sank. True, he might not be made for this sect, but he love working the forge with master Hao Zhou. So he couldn't help but asked him this, "Brother, should I step up my training? Will that work?"

"Well, yes. At that time, those who have not entered the third gathering stage of the embryonic realm will be expelled from this sect and arranged to enter the outside workshops. Even if the stage is reached, but the talent is average, they will be sent to the outside workshops. In fact, you are 200 new disciples. Only about fifty people can stay."

Fei Hong nodded: No wonder, recently Brother Lin, Long Zhang, and even the two uncles, are all building their own armors and weapons. It now looked like they were preparing for the competition in a month's time. He now realized that after this competition was held, not only people would some people be eliminated, some would be promoted because of their strength as well.

Zhang Long talked to Fei Hong for some seconds more, then got up and left in a hurry. Fei Hong ate some food casually, while thinking about the competition. It wasn't until afternoon that he slowly knocked on the door of Master Hao.

"Come in."