The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 817

The third round of assessment ended fairly quickly, lasting only about thirty minutes.

However, Fitch didn't immediately announce the results, although the admission list seemed to have been finalized already.

It was as though he and the other two were waiting for something, or someone.

Soon enough, a streak of grayish light came from the sky and landed on the square.

"Steward Foster!"

The three of them called out in unison as they quickly walked up to where the light was.

A male figure materialized as the light faded. As it turned out, the man who was addressed as "Steward Foster" was a cultivator refining at the preliminary stage of Master Realm. Dressed in gray, he looked like a plain middle-aged man who was around forty years old.

"Which one of them is the Marsh guy you have mentioned?"

was the first thing Foster asked once his feet touched the ground.

"Come, Marsh," Fitch called out. "Come and meet our steward, Foster."

With a wide smile, he gestured at Austin to come near.

Austin was a bit taken aback, but he went up anyway, trying to look calm.

Upon arriving in front of Foster, he greeted him politely, though hesitantly. "Hello, Steward Foster." In response, the man nodded his head.

"It's Marsh, right? Fitch and the others have told me all about your performance in the assessments.

If they weren't making things up, you seem to be a really talented young man and is worth training," Foster said with a smile.

"But to know if that really is the case, you will go through another test. This time, however, I will personally test you," he explained, his face mellow but serious. "If you are able to pass it, I myself will nominate you to become an enlisted alchemy disciple of our Magic Hand Sect.

What do you think?"

Foster's inquiring eyes were locked on Austin.

'An enlisted alchemy disciple of Magic Hand Sect?'

Austin repeated in his head. He was now even more confused and because of that, he didn't say anything for a while.

'Wait--didn't they say they were recruiting refinery assistants?

Then what's an alchemy disciple all about? Why did they suddenly change the rules?' Austin thought as he tried to figure things out.

"Hey, Marsh. Our steward just asked you a question.