Amid the astonished, envious, and admiring gazes of everyone present, Zhen Hua personally and solemnly pinned the dark gold badge inlaid with six brilliant stars, representing the status of a Level 6 Forging Grandmaster, onto Wang Chuan's chest.
He gave Wang Chuan's shoulder a firm pat, overwhelmed with emotion.
"Xiao Chuan, congratulations!"
"You've made history again!"
The other Saint Craftsmen nearby also gathered around to congratulate him, sparing no praise in their words.
Some even half-jokingly, half-seriously tried to poach him, asking whether Wang Chuan was interested in taking up other auxiliary professions or becoming a guest elder for their families. Zhen Hua promptly glared them down.
"Get lost!"
"You dare set your sights on my last disciple?"
"Have you no shame?!"
After the lively celebration, Wang Chuan finally managed to get away and returned to his private lounge on the Association's top floor.
After the consecutive high-intensity assessments, even with his physique and Mental Power, he felt somewhat exhausted.
When he pushed open the door, however, he found a familiar slender figure sitting on his soft bed. It was Wu Sidu.
She seemed to have been waiting for a while and was casually flipping through a Soul Tool design catalog.
Wang Chuan had already grown used to this.
Although Wu Sidu had been assigned an excellent room of her own.
For some reason, she simply liked staying here with him, whether reading, meditating, or simply spacing out.
He had told her several times, but she never listened, so Wang Chuan let her do as she pleased. The room was big enough anyway.
"Congratulations, our youngest Level 6 Forging Grandmaster in history."
Hearing the movement, Wu Sidu looked up. A faint smile rippled through her icy blue eyes as she teased him.
Wang Chuan unceremoniously threw himself onto the