Refining Division's Vice Head

The announcement shook the whole school. Everywhere, people were discussing this topic. Some were shocked and excited. Others were angry that their seniors were not named the Successive Disciple.

What they all were wondering however, was 'Who is this Roland?'

It didn't take long for people to start digging. The academy may have tried to hide the facts, but they can never beat the power of gossip.

Soon, rumours started to spread about his test scores, and aptitude, as well as his abundant Spirit Energy.

The worst was when they founded out that, he had only been here for less than a day. It took this person less than a day to become the Successive Disciple? Was this person the reincarnation of God?

Or was he the bastard son of the Division Head?

While some learned about his record breaking Spirit Energy and accepted the fact, others thought that wasn't enough. Especially since he had only been a disciple for less than a day.

Adding fuel to the fire, another shocking fact came. It turned out, he was a disciple of the Medical Division. This threw the whole Refining Division into an uproar.

How dare this disciple from another division actually try to become the Successive Disciple!

Especially the Medical Division. As if they didn't hate each other enough.

The loudest of these protesters was from the top 'geniuses' of the Refining Division. One of these 'geniuses' is Richard Dickinson.

While his name may sound hilarious, he is no joke. He is a Level 3 Martial Practitioner, as well as a Level 5 Pill Refiner and Level 4 Liquid Refiner.

To Zhang Wei this may not seem much, but in the eyes of the academy, this was a bona fide genius!

"A trash from the Medical Division became the Successive Disciple? Is this a joke! What qualifications does he hold to earn this!"

Since he is one of the front runners to become Successive Disciple, he is obviously quite angry at this.

If the disciples were causing a scene about the announcement, then the Elders and the higher ups of the Division was about to descend into chaos. Every single Elder rushed to the Division Head's office.

"Division Head, you must explain this!" All of them were confused and frustrated.

Division Head Syamil looked at this bunch of old fogeys and glared, "Since when did I need to report to all of you of this decision?"

"Of course you don't, but why did you pick that new disciple as the Successive Disciple? Surely there are better choices."

Division Head Syamil looked at the Elders with disdain, "What's wrong with that? I tested him out, and I deemed him qualified. Compared to your trash disciples, that Roland is many times better."

The Elders were taken aback. If it were anyone else, they could retort, but against this, once in a generation genius Division Head, they had no way to comeback.

All of their disciples occupy the Jade Dragon Ranking, but compared to Division Head Syamil, who broke half of all the refining records in his first year of enrollment, these disciples might as well be babies.

One of the younger Elders, spoke out "Who's trash? My disciple, Richard is 5th on the rankings! You think that new disciple can hold a candle to him?"

A bunch of the Elders looked at this Elder like he was mad. [What is this idiot doing] floated through all of their minds.

[Just because you became an Elder, you think you can fight the Division Head? Kill yourself you fool! He'll use you against us!]

Division Head Syamil flashed his devious smile, which from now should be called, 'The Syamil Smile', when he heard the young Elder.

"Faiz!" Division Head Syamil shouted loudly.

A man came out of one of the rooms yawning, "What is it? I was busy." His face was riddled with annoyance.

"What do you want? I was doing something important."

"Important my ass." Division Head Syamil glared at the young Elder who talked back. "This Elder here broke the first rule of the Division."

The man named Faiz yawned and looked at the young Elder. "Why do I have to do it? You can just do it yourself."

"Just do it already. Then I won't bother you again." The Division Head replied impatiently.

The young Elder was confused at what was happening. [Who is this man? Why did he speak so nonchalantly to the Division Head?]

The other Elders also wondered the identity of this man. A few old ones saw him and sucked in a cold breath of air.

[Vice Head Faiz!]

This man was not to be trifled with!

They knew exactly who this Vice Head was.

When the selection for the Division Head six decades ago was at its peak, he and the current Division Head were the top two contenders.

In the end, Syamil became the Division Head, while the Vice Head was Faiz.

The only reason Division Head Syamil only managed to break half of all the records in the Refining Division was because, the other half were broken by Vice Head Faiz!

These two were unrivalled.

According to their knowledge, no one had seen the Vice Head for a while, so they thought he had left the academy. Who would have thought that he would appear right here?

[That's it. This fool is dead meat. To think this monster is here too.]

The old Elders knew this young fool was a goner. Now that he was accused by Division Head, there was no way he would come out alive.

Vice Head Faiz was still drowsy. He had been asleep before he heard the Division Head's shout. He was very irritated and wanted to vent it on someone.

Luckily there was a nice prey right in front of him. He pointed at this fool and hoped something in his heart.

"You. I hereby relinquish your position as Elder."

The young Elder was surprised. He fired back. "Who are you to relinquish me? I'm and Elder of this Division!" He found it ridiculous that this man said whatever he wanted.

The old Elders sighed. [Why can't the young be wiser? Well since he's going down anyways, let's make sure we're not implicated.]

Vice Head Faiz heard that reply and The Syamil Smile appeared.

[I was waiting for that!]