Chapter 3858 — Rejected
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Though Wei Zhao's golden finger was bound by the laws of the heavenly dao and thus somewhat limited, he could still make out the cultivation grade of any cultivator weaker than himself.
Setting aside Meng Jueming and that long-suffering senior brother of his—the two stewards—and Wei Zhao himself, who had hidden his true strength, this woman could look down on the whole hall with ease. With power like that, why come to the Newcomer Pavilion at all? She could walk straight into the Triplex Pavilion!
But the long-suffering senior brother's answer made Wei Zhao freeze mid-thought: "Junior Brother Lin, you've guessed wrong this time. This woman's name is Murong Zhen, and she isn't here to play. Starting today, she's one of our own—a new member of the Azure Cloud Pavilion."
"Huh?" Wei Zhao was struck dumb. Of all the possibilities, this was the one that should have been least likely—and yet it had come true. What sort of game was this? More than two months had already passed, and now a disciple was being slotted in halfway through—a female disciple, no less, and one at the very peak of the early Foundation Establishment stage?
"I don't know why they suddenly shoved a female disciple in like this either—special case, special handling, the higher-ups all waved it through without a word," the long-suffering senior brother said. He paused, then leaned in and whispered to Wei Zhao and the others with an air of mystery: "Word is this woman has serious connections. She's a distant relative—a junior of the Murong Elder of the Skyward Pavilion. She's been back in her hometown all this time, and because her strength is decent, they only recently brought her over!"
Far from clearing things up, the long-suffering senior brother's explanation only left Wei Zhao more perplexed.
If she was a junior of the Murong Elder of the Skyward Pavilion—even a distant one—then she counted as true cultivation royalty, second or third generation. With her current strength, if she wanted to join the Triplex Pavilion, there was no need for this pointless detour through the Newcomer Pavilion. And even if she really did want to go through the motions somewhere, she ought to have gone to the Skyward Pavilion. So why on earth had she turned up at the Azure Cloud Pavilion?
There had to be something strange and unknown hidden in all this.
Just as Wei Zhao and the long-suffering senior brother and the others were discussing it, the other Azure Cloud Pavilion newcomers suddenly fell silent. Then the crowd parted to either side, and the woman who was the center of everyone's attention came pacing toward Wei Zhao with a graceful, alluring sway.
"You must be the Wei Zhao they all talk about? Allow me to introduce myself—my name is Murong Zhen. If you don't mind, you may call me Zhenzhen." Murong Zhen's pretty eyes brimmed with spring warmth as she extended a slender, delicate hand to Wei Zhao.
"Gulp!" The people around them could not help swallowing hard. Every heart was consumed with envy at the good fortune of this poseur Wei Zhao—to shake hands with Murong Zhen was a blessing one could not earn in several lifetimes!
Murong Zhen was not only a beauty but also a female cultivator of exceptional strength; and according to those in the know, her family background was unfathomably deep—she was cultivation royalty in the truest sense, third generation.
With those three halos combined, it was impossible for Murong Zhen not to be the center of attention. And if one could win her favor, then not only would one carry off the beauty—one might also become her honored husband and rise to the heavens in a single step, sparing oneself who knew how many years of struggle!
Before Wei Zhao arrived, plenty of people—Meng Zhou included—had tried every trick to strike up a conversation and catch her eye. Yet Murong Zhen would not even grant them a proper glance, let alone offer a handshake of her own accord.