Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

Today, the 8 year old Xiang Nang, who entered the sect 7 months ago. It was odd to say that his father Xiang Shore, although busy, has always been able to make time to head back home almost everyday. But suddenly, he noticed a change in his father's pattern. His father would vanish for 4 days and only return for 2 days before vanishing again. This pattern continued for months until one day, his father told him he would be going to a different kind of school if he passed the entrance examination. But what school? And how come this was the first time he was hearing anything of it?

Because he lost his mother young and could still remember it, little Nang had grown overnight. Of course, although he was 8, his older brother was 17. He also had grandparents too.

It was strange to say that one day, his father pulled him and his brother to attend some entrance examination, but he didn't question it, knowing his father must have his reasons. It was just that he could never imagine the reason behind it would be so magical. And now after 7 months of staying within the academy, little Nang feltthis was the place he truly belonged. Which hot-blooded 8 year old wont get excited when aced in such an adventurous place? Today, Xiang Nang was rushing towards his Master's courtyard again. And from a distance, he could already hear his Master's loud yellings cover the entire hill. "You bastards! Are you trying to give me a heart attack? How much Glanzen Crystallite will you use to create such puny weapons? Again! Melt and redo again!" Sigh… Old Bho was at it again. One would think that with his hit tempered nature, he would have less and less disciples. However, many were actually crowding around his way, hoping and praying daily to get accepted by him. In fact, if you look at it carefully, all sect elders were crazy in their own way. Some were crazy about alchemy, like Old Hou, while others were crazy about swordsmanship, Beast Taming… you name it. Old Bho was a typical example of a strong mouth but soft heart. "Little Nang, what the hell are you standing around for? Come here and help me do the fittings!" Before Little Nang could say anything, Old Bho had dropped something in his mouth. "You this kid. Why are you so puny? At 8 years old, I was already slaying tigers in the wild." "_"

If Xiang Shore heard this, he would definitely curse Old Bho for being shameless. What slaying tigers? How can a man who has never won a battle against the iron lady dare to say he was slaying tigers at the age of 8? The iron lady in question is Old Lady Ghu. It was amazing how she was able to beat Old Gia, Old Ghu, Xiang Shong, Old Su, Old Hou and several other people without batting an eyelash. You dare to brag to his son when you couldn't even beat up a 7 year old girl when you were 8? Bah!--

Shameless! …

Gulp~

Swallowing the pill seed in his mouth, Xiang Nang quickly picked up a hammer while absorbing the nutrients from the pill. "Everyone, stop and gather around! This is how I want it done!!!" Grmm!~

In a flash, everyone felt that little Nang's arms had grown muscular and bigger than it was a second ago. Veins now filled his arms that looked very Macho now. Ting, ting~

The sound of his hammer clashing against the metal ore was all they could hear. But don't think it was just simple hammering he was doing. "Incredible!... He's fusing his spirit power with the elemental properties at just the right time to change their nature." "Ahh! I see. I see. I see… one wrong turn, and it's all ruined. No wonder my sword breaks at the apex upon impact." "1 breath… 2 breaths… 3 breaths… after the first 3 breath intervals, he's increasing his strength! But how? I thought we were to maintain the 4-Klum step first before increasing the speed." "Amazing! Amazing! Truly a genius! No wonder he is Elder Bho's favorite disciple."

Many nodded their heads, burning the image of all they saw in their hearts. Even if you're envious, you must admit that little Nang had the ability and talent to make Old Bho treasure him so much…. Especially after seeing the Tier-4 Spirit weapon the 8 year old boy had just made. And now, all the wonder of the weapon will have to do, infuse his spirit power into the weapon and it will be his. Of course, after all spirit weapons are made, Old Bho who was also a formation master, places the sect's formation signature on the weapon, meaning that only after purchase can one acquire it. The demand for weapons was getting greater and greater by the month. The stronger one advances, the more useless their current weapons would be for them. So they must keep looking forward to stronger weapons. Of course, a weapon created by them can also hide within a coin and be drawn too, it isn't a spirit weapon. Ordinary weapons must be carried around at all times. Again, during battles with stronger opponents, weapons can also break. So more and more weapons must always be available for the hundreds and thousands of members within the academy.

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Little Nang was a little embarrassed after receiving praises from everyone. "Alright, that's enough! You all line up for me and do a good job! We've got orders to fill before the end of the month!... Little Nang, you follow me." "Yes, Master." Little Nang gave a respectful bow. And soon, they both ran through the vast sect domain. It should be noted that they were still within the living spaces of the academy. They weren't in the forest or any parts out of the walls. It can be said that the walls surrounding the main academy area, enclosed quite a lot of space. One could say that the space enclosed was about the size of several islands put together. Right now, they were heading towards the Floating island high high in the sky with the large plaque called <Blacksmith Pavilion> on it. Hoop-hoop~

Little Nang allowed his hands to flare behind him while jumping on the various floating rocks. 7 months ago, he would have found it all strange and would even be a little scared. But now, he was jumping on plate-width rocks without any safety gear while advancing higher and higher into the clouds. Soon, his feet touched the soft blades of grass. Before him looked like the gateway to the heavens. It was such an imposing structure. And only those who reach a certain level can pass through the gateway. Old Bho led him into what looked like a vast fortified training courtroom, one that he had never been into before. WHAT?

Little Nang's eyes almost bulged out of their sockets when seeing the incredulous number of weapons on the walls. "Was that… was that a Sacred Weapon he saw over there?" Swish! Old Bho threw a tier-4 weapon at him. Little Bing then came back to his senses, already feeling the supreme difference between this tier-4 weapon and his. "Do you feel it?... This weapon was created by the Grandmaster 12 months ago."

"Little Nang, your aptitude is commendable, but you still have a long way to go." Swish! Old Bho tore the air with another tier-4 weapon. "Little Nang, the only way to truly break your bottleneck, is to understand how the weapon in your hand differs in battle, compared to the one you just made today." "Note that I won't be going easy on you just because you're my disciples…. So… are you up for the challenge?" Little Nang clenched the weapon hard, excitement brimming in his heart. "Yes!" He, Xiang Nang, will one day create a weapon rivaling the Grandmaster's creation! Most importantly–

The 8 year old Xiang Nang felt his heartbeat quickening when thinking of the upcoming war. 'I'm running out of time…'

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