Chapter 464 (1/2)

Chapter 464: Church and Base

Translator: Yukidaruma Translations Editor: Yukidaruma TranslationsFrom there, that question was followed by the members of the upper echelon trying to get hold of a variety of information about Fang Xingjian. They even asked Gardner a series of other questions, including what Fang Xingjian’s character was like, what Fang Xingjian’s thoughts about the Church of Universal Truth were, about the God of Universal Truth, as well as if Fang Xingjian had any intentions of getting married.

At the end, they then stressed again on the questions regarding Fang Xingjian’s appearance. They even got Gardner to transmit images of Fang Xingjian’s appearance through his martial will.

The countenances of the numerous members of the upper echelon changed slightly, and they left the room after exchanging nods.

Gardner respectfully watched as they took their leave. Had Fang Xingjian’s appearance attracted the attention of the upper echelon of the Church of Universal Truth after all?

Simultaneously, he could not help but ask his supervisor, “Boss, what’s going on? Is the Church thinking of dealing with Fang Xingjian?”

“It’s not really about dealing with him.” Gardner’s supervisor gave it some thought before saying, “You’ll get to know about it sooner or later. I might as well tell you first.

“Three days ago, within Sinkodati’s Great Western Region, Fang Xingjian single-handedly defeated three people who had joined forces. One of them was a level 29 expert, another was a Demigod with one tier of perfection, and the third one was a Demigod with two tiers of perfection. Under such circumstances, Fang Xingjian killed two of them, and the remaining Demigod, with two tiers of perfection, escaped.”

“What?!” Gardner listened to this piece of news in a daze. He felt as if he could understand all the individual words his supervisor said, but when all the words were put together, he was not able to make sense of it.

“Fang Xingjian defeated a Demigod with two tiers of perfection?”

At the next moment, an insuppressible surge of dejection filled up Gardner’s entire body.

Gardner now knew that he had been mercilessly surpassed by Fang Xingjian and that he would never be able to catch up. With time, the gap between them would only get wider and wider.

“Is talent… really that important?”

…

Anthony sat on the couch uneasily, letting out a helpless sigh as he looked at the refreshments placed on a table next to him.

This was already the tenth day since he had arrived at the Eastern Sand Region’s Wang Clan.

The reason why he was here was of course to invite Wang Clan to participate in Fang Xingjian’s plan to forge a longsword. The longsword intended to be a Divine Remains Equipment with that piece of Divine level spinal bone as its primary ingredient.

However, aside from having been received by Wang Clan’s Eldest Miss on the first day, no other members from the Wang Clan, who had the authority to make decisions, had came to meet him.

Just like that, he would visit everyday, generally waiting from morning till night. He would be told repeatedly this person or that person was very busy and unavailable to meet him. They would then tell him to visit again the next day.

However, it was not as if he had not gained anything at all by toiling through these ten days. At the very least, he was very clear of Wang Clan’s attitude.

As the world’s best blacksmith clan, a clan with a legacy which included having experience with forging Divine Remains Equipment, Wang Clan was acting very haughtily.

For the past ten days, Anthony had seen numerous factions coming to request for a weapon but returned with nothing. Countless people had prepared all the materials, hoping to request for the Wang Clan to help them forge a weapon, but none of them had succeeded.

Beside Anthony, an old man said, “It seems like there’s no chance again today.” The old man had arrived three days earlier than Anthony and had also waited for a very long time.

Anthony smiled but did not say anything.

Just then, a steward walked over, threw a glance toward Anthony and the old man, and then said casually, “The chief steward isn’t free today either. Please take your leave.”

As Wang Clan’s steward, he was already used to being fawned upon and cajoled by those who came to purchase weapons.

The old man walked up, stuffed a few gold coins into the steward’s hands and begged, “Steward Zhao, please help me out.”