War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens

Today, two people stood in the main hall. One of them was clad in purple and was sitting in the main seat. It was none other than Duan Ling Tian.

The person standing below him was a regularly clothed, middle-aged man whose face was covered in untrimmed stubble as though he had not groomed himself for a long time now.

”Are you a grade one weapons craftsmen?” Duan Ling Tian looked at the middle-aged man and asked nonchalantly.

”Are you the Sect Leader of the Ling Tian Sect?” Despite his sloppy dressing, his eyes were as bright as stars as he studied Duan Ling Tian from top to bottom.

”Interesting.” Duan Ling Tian took a good look at the man. ”Thatʼs right. Iʼm the Sect Leader of the Ling Tian Sect.”

Poof!

With a raise of his hand, the man quickly ascertained his identity.

Of course, it was not just his actions. The main thing that proved his identity was a flame that was surrounded by a golden-purplish color that gushed out of his palm with just a flip of his hand.

A grade one Weapon Flame!

”Do you plan to enter the Ling Tian Sect and become the sectʼs grade one weapons craftsman?” A glimpse flashed across Duan Ling Tianʼs eyes as he asked.

Even though he had confirmed that this middle-aged man was a grade one weapons craftsman, he still did not reveal any strange expression at all as if the person standing in front of him was just an average Joe.

Duan Ling Tianʼs attitude took the man by surprise.

The man replied in a calm tone, ”As long as I can confirm that your Ling Tian Sect really does have a weapons craftsman who can refine a grade one spirit weapon that gives a strength boost of 90%, Iʼll stay.”

”Confirm?” Duan Ling Tian smirked. ”Didnʼt you go take a look at the Zhou Clanʼs mansion?”

”I did, but that doesnʼt prove anything,” he replied.

”Oh?” Duan Ling Tian took a hard look at the middle-aged man before he asked, ”Whatʼs your name?”

”If the Ling Tian Sect can make me stay, Iʼll naturally tell you. If you canʼt, well, whatʼs the point in me telling you?” The man replied coolly.

Duan Ling Tian was stunned before studying the middle-aged man carefully as he said, ”How do you want our Ling Tian Sectʼs grade one weapons craftsman to prove himself to you? By refining a grade one spirit weapon in front of you?”

”Well, thatʼd be best.” The man nodded as his eyes gleamed brightly.

Whoosh!

Soon, horror dawned on his face when he realized that the Sect Leader of the Ling Tian Sect, who had been in the seat in front of him, was gone.

He was even more startled by a piercing cold wind blowing towards him, which only meant that the Sect Leader of the Ling Tian Sect was charging at him at that very second.

”What? Are you shocked?” Duan Ling Tian stood firmly in front of him before asking with a ridiculing smirk.

”What are you trying to do?” Staring at the purple-clad young man standing so close to him, the middle-aged manʼs face was a little sallow.

”What? Donʼt you want me to prove it to you?” Duan Ling Tian flashed a charming, bright smile. ”Take out your grade one spirit weapon,” he ordered.

Upon hearing this, the man was dumbfounded.

Even though he already had all sorts of suspicions in his heart, he still took out a foldable fan that seemed extremely odd. It only had fan ribs and had no paper covering it. However, it was still a grade one spirit weapon.

”A grade one spirit weapon with a boost of 89%?” When Duan Ling Tian took the foldable fan from him, his eyes lit up right away.

”H-How d-did you know?” Witnessing how Duan Ling Tian could tell that his foldable fan was a grade one spirit weapon that could provide a boost of 89% the moment he touched the fan, the manʼs eyes grew as big as saucers.

When he looked at Duan Ling Tian again, it was as though he had seen a ghost.

However, Duan Ling Tian did not reply to him at all.

Poof!

With a flip of his hand, a gust of tyrannical flame which was dark caramel in color burst out from his palm.

The moment this dark caramel flame appeared, the middle-aged man regained his calmness.

In the next instance, he focused on the flame in Duan Ling Tianʼs hand like he was possessed.

Duan Ling Tian threw the foldable fan into the dark caramel flame that spouted out of his palm. In the span of just a few breaths, the foldable fan had transformed into a pool of liquid.

”T-This is a Weapon Flame that has a much higher level than the grade one Weapon Flame!” The middle-aged manʼs eyes narrowed as he cried out in a deep voice, losing his cool.