The Thousand Spirit Sect Supreme Elder and Third Elder stared intently at the Honored One of the Thousand Spirit Sect.
A strong spiritual pressure weighed down on the Honored One of the Thousand Spirit Sect.
"Our bond as senior and junior fellow apprentices has faded..." the Third Supreme Elder said with a bit of melancholy in his tone.
As if the person he was closest to and loved the most had betrayed him.
The Supreme Elder looked at the Honored One of the Thousand Spirit Sect with eyes asking why he wouldn't share the good fortune with them.
"Who says it's faded? I've already reserved our places."
"Two Immortal Tools for the Eldest Brother, two for me, and one for Old Three."
"The Great Master promised to help refine an Immortal Tool for each of us as soon as possible, as for the second Immortal Tool for me and the Eldest Brother, we'll have to wait until the Great Master has time to refine them."