“We part ways here, Yunfei.”

Several figures stood high up in the sky. It was a sunny day without a cloud in the sky. The one who spoke was Li Chengfeng.

Bai Yunfei nodded. “Fine with me, but remember what we said. Find me at the Crafting School three months from now.”

“How can I forget?” Li Chengfeng laughed, “I’m the one waiting to have you craft me a powerful soul armament. There’s no way I won’t come.”

“Uncle Bai, you have to craft me a super-amazing soul armament too! Don’t forget about me!”

Li Ruofeng piped up from beside Li Chengfeng.

“Haha, I will. I’ll craft you a suitable soul armament when the time comes.”

“And me! Uncle Bai, I’m here too!”

“Yes yes, Ruofeng will have one too…”

From beside Bai Yunfei, Tang Xinyun barely managed...