Chapter 4188 — He Refused!
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It was only because Xu Lingchong and Wei Zhao both had their attention fixed on each other. Had either of them shifted their target, these ordinary new disciples would likely have been crushed outright by the sheer force of their aura.
One glance from them, and you would be flat on the ground of your own accord. They were all new disciples alike—and this was the gap between everyone else and Wei Zhao!
As the two sides faced off, for a moment black clouds pressed down upon the city, and the entire Welcome Pavilion seemed to hold its breath before the coming storm. The celestial portents might have been mere coincidence, but at this moment everyone's heart felt a heavy, suffocating weight—especially the ordinary new disciples around them, who had the distinct sense of gods brawling while mortals paid the price.
Yet for all the tense confrontation of their auras, neither Xu Lingchong nor Wei Zhao showed any intention of striking. Wei Zhao, naturally, had no need to; and though Xu Lingchong would have been glad to kill Wei Zhao and be done with it, he had no justifiable cause. He could hardly attack Wei Zhao without reason—that would get him seized by the Law Enforcement Hall and publicly, severely punished.
"Wei Zhao, this young master hears you've been acting pretty cocky lately?" Xu Lingchong suddenly curled his lip in a cold sneer.
"Heh, Senior Brother Xu flatters me. I just live my life dutifully. It's only that certain people with no eyes keep delivering themselves to my door looking for a beating—so I can only oblige them." Wei Zhao responded mildly.
"Very good. Since you're already a skilled early-stage Golden Core cultivator—rare indeed for a new disciple, and worthy of praise!" Xu Lingchong acted as though he had not heard the mockery in Wei Zhao's words at all, and instead made an offer: "This young master has the authority to make an exception and accept you as a formal disciple of the Chongtian Pavilion. Are you willing?"
The moment the words left his mouth, an uproar swept through the crowd. The Chongtian Pavilion was unquestionably the strongest of the Three Tiered Pavilions; in both resources and status it stood far above the other two. Under normal circumstances, any disciple of the Xuanji Pavilion or the Qingyun Pavilion who had the chance to join the Chongtian Pavilion would count it a dream come true.
And Xu Lingchong, as the managing senior brother of the Chongtian Pavilion and the legitimate grandson of its Third Elder Xu Yuanzheng, truly held such power in his hands. Given a suitable pretext, it was not so difficult for him to bring someone into the Chongtian Pavilion.
"No." Wei Zhao's answer was terse and clear, and jaws dropped all around him.
"Huh?" Xu Lingchong was stunned. He had blurted out that offer on the spur of the moment, but his ultimate aim had always been to deal with Wei Zhao.
After all, given his present status, he was one of the Chongtian Pavilion's representative figures—it simply would not do for him to trade blows with Wei Zhao. And if he wanted to issue a formal challenge the way Su Zhaohe had, he had no legitimate grounds. He could hardly broadcast the matter of his self-castration to the world, could he?
But if he could get Wei Zhao into the Chongtian Pavilion, then as its managing senior brother he could do with him as he pleased—round him or flatten him at will. Wei Zhao would never again escape the palm of his hand.
He had never expected Wei Zhao to turn him down without a second thought. Had this fellow seen through his scheme?
"This is a rare opportunity. If you refuse now, you'll have sealed off this road yourself—you can forget about ever entering the Chongtian Pavilion again. Have you thought this through?" Xu Lingchong persisted, unwilling to give up.