I became a god through frontier slaughter, and I crushed the academy's prodigies!

Tianyun City.

The top floor of the Tiangong Division, the director's office.

A dusty, jet-black formal suit was carefully taken out of the glass display case.

Master Furukawa stood in front of the full-length mirror.

He was buttoning his shirt.

Chu Feng looked at the neatly dressed old man in front of the mirror.

His eyes were wide open, like copper bells.

My jaw almost dropped to the ground.

"Master, what's wrong with you...?"

He felt he might have gotten up too fast this morning.

Either the master is too aggressive.

Gu He, the Director of the Heavenly Crafts Bureau, is a towering figure in the weapon-making world of the Heavenly Fortune Prefecture.

A whole decade.

For a full ten years, he had not stepped out of the gates of the Tiangong Division!

Are you heading out?

Guhe didn't turn around, continuing to adjust his collar.

"Get ready, you're coming with me to the Zhen Tian Pagoda tomorrow."

"Attend the performance review meeting."

Chu Feng gasped.

A performance review meeting?

Are you kidding me!

Master Guhe has not stepped out of the gates of the Tiangong Division for a full ten years!

Every year at the performance review meeting, the prefectural lord personally sent someone to invite him, but Guhe didn't even lift an eyelid.

There's only one reason: I need to hone my mental strength, and I don't have time to listen to those brutes arguing.

This ancestor not only dug out his best-kept black formal suit, but also...

She even combed her hair, something that had never happened before!

Chu Feng swallowed hard.

"master."

What triggered this?

"Those generals who came from the front lines, all they do is argue and complain about being poor."

"Didn't you used to hate it when they begged you to forge iron?"

Guhe turned around.

At this moment, an unprecedented solemnity flickered in those cloudy old eyes.

He looked at his most prized disciple.

He sighed.

"You don't know anything."

"I didn't go before because those brutes weren't worthy of wasting my time."

"The scrap metal they brought could easily be dealt with by any deputy director."

"I need to use my time to strive for a higher spiritual realm."

With his hands behind his back, Guhe walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

Overlooking the bustling city of Tianyun.

"But today is different."

"I must go today."

"And we have to go in a high-profile way!"

Chu Feng was completely confused.

Why?

Guhe suddenly turned his head, his beard trembling.

"For Shen Tian!"

Upon hearing this name, Chu Feng's heart clenched painfully.

Shen Tian.

That prodigy who can conjure top-grade spiritual weapons with his bare hands.

Chu Feng's feelings for Shen Tian are complicated.

It evokes both admiration for unparalleled geniuses and a sense of frustration at being outmatched.

But he still didn't understand.

"Master, what does Shen Tian's attendance at the performance review meeting have to do with you?"

Guhe glared at him with disappointment.

"You're really stupid, you just don't get it!"

"Of the eight major cities and thirty-six fortresses, which one doesn't lack spiritual weapons?"

"Who wouldn't be envious of a high-level weapon forger?"

Guhe became more and more excited as he spoke, banging his cane on the ground.

"Shen Tian is only seventeen!"

"A seventeen-year-old can forge top-grade spiritual weapons!"

"What do you think will happen once this news is revealed at the performance review meeting?"

Chu Feng was stunned for a moment.

I thought about it following my master's line of thought.

"Will it be... snatched up like crazy?"

"It's more than just a frenzy of buying!"

Guhe pounded his chest in anguish.

"Those murderers will pounce like sharks smelling blood!"

"They'll pelt him with piles of alien beast materials!"

"I'll tempt him with more money than he could spend in several lifetimes!"

"They'll force all sorts of titles and honors upon him!"

Furukawa gritted his teeth.

"The weapon-making division is essentially a spiritual division."

"Forging weapons is merely one means by which we utilize spiritual power!"

"If we put the cart before the horse and become obsessed with forging weapons to gain worldly wealth..."

"Then his spiritual power will stagnate forever!"

"Shen Tian possesses a talent that even I envy."

"His future achievements should never stop here."

"I absolutely will not allow such a promising talent to be ruined by those brutes who only know how to fight and kill!"

Guhe seemed to have thought of something, and began to grit his teeth.

"Shen Tian is a soft-hearted kid. Lei Wanshan made a casual request, and he ran off to Fengcheng. He hasn't come back yet."

"But a spiritual master who has achieved something should calm down and meditate."

"Go and hone your mental strength, and deduce new methods of weapon forging!"

Chu Feng was awestruck by his master's righteous words.

He could fully understand the master's concerns.

A seventeen-year-old boy, his mind is not yet settled.

Faced with the sugar-coated bullets thrown by those powerful regional officials who held considerable military power.

How could I possibly control myself?

Once you're caught up in endless work.

Shen Tian is truly finished.

"So, Master, what do you mean...?"

Chu Feng asked cautiously.

Guhe took a deep breath.

His eyes became incredibly resolute.

"I'm going to the Zhen Tian Pagoda today."

"We must protect Shen Tian in front of everyone!"

"I want to keep him in the Heavenly Crafts Bureau!"

"Stay right under my nose!"

"Isolate him from all external distractions so he can focus solely on honing his mental strength!"

Chu Feng hesitated.

"But Master."

"Why should Shen Tian listen to us?"

Guhe gave a cold laugh.

He stood tall and proud.

"He can choose any rare materials from the Heavenly Crafts Bureau!"

"All the ancient and secret texts of the Heavenly Crafts Bureau are now fully accessible to him!"

"If that's not enough..."

Guhe paused for a moment.

They dropped a bombshell that sent chills down Chu Feng's spine.

"So what?"

"I will give him the position of Director of the Heavenly Works Department!"

Chu Feng suspected there was something wrong with his ears.

The position of Director?

Give it to a seventeen-year-old boy?

The Tiangong Division, one of the six core departments of the Tianshu Bureau, controls the lifeline of equipment for the entire human race's rear.

This power is simply boundless!

The master did this to protect Shen Tian.

They're even willing to forgo their underwear?!

"Master...Master."

"Calm down."

"Will the lord of the manor agree to this?"

Guhe snorted coldly.

"He has no choice but to agree!"

"A future god-level mentalist, and an old man who is about to die."

"The Lord of the Manor will surely be able to figure this out."

Done.

Guhe strode towards the office door.

"Walk!"

"Get ready, you'll come with me to the Zhen Tian Tower tomorrow!"

"I'd like to see who dares to touch anyone from my Heavenly Crafts Bureau today!"

Longyuan Wuhan University.

Vice Principal's Office.

Gu Jian stood ramrod straight.

"Teacher, everything I said is true."

"One strike instantly killed a peak fifth-tier Mountain-Moving Demon Ape."

"He cleaved the beast in two entirely by the power of his sword."

Gu Jian's teacher, Yan Jinghan, is one of the vice presidents of Longyuan Martial Arts University.

As a well-established seventh-tier martial artist.

He knew all too well what this thing meant.

meaning.

That is a threshold that countless martial artists cannot reach even after a lifetime of hard work.

Once you grasp it, breaking through to the sixth rank will be a certainty.

The seventh stage is just around the corner.

They might even have the opportunity to reach an even higher level.

According to the footage of Gu Jianchang returning.

That boy in black.

The sword intent emanating from him was so condensed that it seemed almost tangible!

That kind of domineering power that cuts everything off.

Even Yan Jinghan, a seventh-level martial artist, felt a slight tremor in his heart.

"This is impossible..."

Yan Jinghan muttered to himself.

"How old is he?"

Gu Jian took a deep breath.

He said it himself, his name is Shen Tian.

"After I got back, I checked the publicly available information."

"Among many people with the same name, we found one."

"Seventeen years old, a high school dropout in Jiangcheng."