As Huang Lin walked, he said to Fang Xingjian, "It seems that the association thinks very highly of you this time around, sending one of the top ten masters in the Royal Armory, Griffin. "When you speak to him later, you must be more polite. These masters may not be very strong, but their craftsmanship in creating weapons and equipment can be said to be at the peak of perfection. If you want him to put in more effort, you must be polite."
"Oh, right." With that, he passed a silk bag of money to Fang Xingjian. "You don't have much savings now. Use this money to pay for your expenses."
Fang Xingjian weighed the bag of money in his hand, estimating that there were about two hundred gold coins in it.
Two hundred gold. Based on his current allowance for Knights, he would need to save up for twenty months without eating or drinking. Clearly, this was not a small sum of money to Huang Lin. Huang Lin had truly treated him as his personal disciple.
However, looking at the bag of money in his hand, he could not help but feel that it was interesting. The methods of bribery in this world were really simple and crude. However, this was what Fang Xingjian liked.
At the next second, he fell silent for a moment, thinking about what an ordinary person would want to say when they were touched. Huang Lin waved his hand and said, "There's no need to say anything else. Work hard for the rest of your life. If you can become a Divine level expert and let me, Huang Lin, teach a Divine level expert's disciple, that would be the greatest repayment to me."
"I'll work hard, Master."
Fang Xingjian followed Huang Lin to the study. Huang Lin waved his hand and said, "You can go. I'm not willing to meet people from the Imperial Capital. I'll wait for you in the training field. Your medicinal water has been soaked in. From today onwards, you can spar with me every day. The Regional Selection is different from the Prefectural Selection. After learning Killing techniques, actual combat is an extremely important part." With that, Huang Lin left, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Fang Xingjian nodded and headed for the study. A white-haired old man was already waiting there, sitting on a chair and drinking tea slowly.
Seeing that Fang Xingjian had entered, he raised his eyebrows and looked Fang Xingjian up and down, as if he was judging him. He said, "Calm disposition, powerful steps, slender hands, and sharp eyes. You're really a good swordsman."
Then he waved at Fang Xingjian and said, "Come here, let me measure your size first."
Fang Xingjian walked up and handed the bag of money to the white-haired old man.
The white-haired old man seemed to have a tacit understanding. He took the bag without saying a word and stuffed it into his arms as if nothing had happened.
However, just as he reached out to weigh the bag, a smile immediately appeared on his face.
"I'll help you measure your body first. You can tell me what kind of weapon you want." The white-haired old man smiled and said, "By the way, my name is Griffin."
The old man took out a measuring tape and started to measure Fang Xingjian's fingers, arms, and even his chest, waist, height, and other measurements as he listened to Fang Xingjian's description.
Fang Xingjian had long since discussed the Empire's Divine Weapon he wanted with Huang Lin, and he had also heard the Headmaster's description of the Empire's Divine Weapon.
He said, "I want a longsword. Firstly, it has to be sturdy, and secondly, it would be best if it has the effect of a flexible sword. It has to be able to freely change its shape and even extend its length. Of course, sharpness is also a must.
"I cultivate the Supreme Mistwind Sword, so I hope to carve out wind prints and wind holes on the sword. When the air currents are sliced by the sword, they will be able to produce special sword Qis."
After listing out a bunch of requirements, the white-haired old man nodded as he finished measuring Fang Xingjian's physical attributes. In the end, Fang Xingjian said, "Also, I hope to use the remains of a Knight (first transition) or above as the main material. It would be best if the person had been in a job that controlled the atmosphere when they were alive."
Griffin sized up Fang Xingjian and said, "You're someone who knows your stuff."
Experts who were at the first transition and above of the Knight level would usually have some success in cultivating Waves and communicating with ether particles when they were alive. Moreover, under the strengthening of their Waves for a long period of time, their bones would usually be as tough as steel. This was especially so with the continuous strengthening from ether particles. Even after their deaths, they would still possess some special abilities.
As long as the attributes of the Waves were matched well, the weapons created from such remains would usually be able to increase the prowess of the user's Killing technique.
However, there were not many experts who would be willing to donate their remains to the Empire for the creation of weapons. Most of the Empire's experts' remains came from external wars, and each of their remains was worth a thousand taels of gold.
Ordinary weapons and armors that were forged from precious materials and possessed all sorts of strange abilities were known as the Empire's Divine Weapons.
And those that used the remains of a Knight were known as Remains Divine Weapons. Those made from the remains of a first transition Knight were known as Inferior Remains Divine Weapons, while those made from the remains of a second transition Conferred Knight were known as Superior Remains Divine Weapons.
There were also armors forged from the remains of Divine level experts and known as Divine Remains Equipment. They possessed unbelievably powerful abilities and were rare treasures in the world. They were also known as Divine Equipment.
Seeing Fang Xingjian's gaze, Griffin smiled and said, "It's basically impossible for ordinary Knights to obtain Remains Divine Weapons. However … "
With that, he changed the topic, saying, "Fang Xingjian, you're really lucky. Your talent is outstanding, and you've already attracted the attention of an important person. He told me to take care of you and rewarded you with the spine of a Conferred Knight (second transition). I'll use this spine to forge a longsword for you. It's a Superior Remains Divine Weapon."
Griffin patted Fang Xingjian's shoulder and said with a hint of envy, "With the care of this important person, you'll definitely have a meteoric rise. With the support of that person, it's not impossible for you to become a Divine level expert. "I'll also need you to take care of me in the future."
Fang Xingjian's eyes lit up slightly, and in that instant, many emotions surged in his heart. He understood that what was to come had finally come.
During this period of time, putting aside the aristocrats in Kirst, many clans and influences had tried to extend an olive branch to Fang Xingjian. However, they had all been stopped by Huang Lin and the Headmaster.
However, this time around, the olive branch from the Imperial Capital had been extended by one of the top ten grandmasters in the Royal Armory. It was clear that it was very difficult to reject it.
However, Fang Xingjian did not intend to reject it. In fact, it was just as he had said to Kyle. There was no such thing as a person who was completely free in this world. Even with his talent, before he became invincible, he would still need to find a strong backing.
As the saying went, those who acquired knowledge in literature and martial arts had to belong to the royal family. He did not mind selling out his martial arts and future, but he had to sell it for a good price.
Therefore, he asked, "I wonder which lord in the Imperial Capital is so generous?"
Griffin said, "Come and meet him yourself." As he spoke, he took out a piece of yellowed paper from his bosom. The edges of the paper were somewhat irregular, and there was a peculiar smell of sulfur on the paper. It was unknown how many years it had been through.
What was more noteworthy was that Fang Xingjian could sense that the paper was filled with an evil aura.
Griffin threw out his hand, and the paper floated in the air. He knelt down and said respectfully, "Your Highness, please come."
Before he finished his words, the paper in the air combusted without any fire. However, the paper did not turn into ashes. Instead, streams of flames were emitted from the paper, jumping about in the air and forming the portrait of a man.
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