“Never would I expect that Master Zhong Xiru would be here,” Rong Yuan thought to himself while watching the people from the Luosheng Sect stream in.

Gu Lingzhi’s eyes lit up. The only one in the entire Luo Sheng sector that was capable of shouldering the title of a “Master” was the utmost legendary Weapon Forger — Zhong Xiru.

Through Gu Lingzhi’s look of excitement, Rong Yuan pinched her cheeks and gazed towards one direction before saying, “There, the one in black is the high-grade Earth-Level Weapon Forger Master Zhong Xiru from the Luosheng Sect.”

Gu Lingzhi followed Rong Yuan’s line of vision towards a middle-aged man with a sturdy physique and healthy bronze skin. On his waist held a distinctive compass that was evidently unique due to its shape and texture.

“So, this is Master Zhong? What a pity I am unable to discuss the art of weapon forgery with him,” Gu Lingzhi sighed.

As a Weapon Forger herself, she admired Zhong Xiru the way Martial Artists idolized the True Gods. Unfortunately, she was assuming her true identity as Gu Lingzhi. If she assumed the identity of the Black Thorn, she could shamelessly go up to him...