Chapter 5102 — Gifting Pills
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"Who are you calling a dog? To publicly insult a candidate disciple of the Snow Sword Sect right to my face—am I to take this as a provocation against my sect?" Xue Jianming demanded, his expression turning ugly at once.
"I never said who the dog was. Listen carefully—what I meant is that some people are worse than dogs." Qiu Lingshan tilted her chin up. Xue Jianming might still command some authority before the other secular-world cultivators, but in her eyes and in the eyes of Wu Chengtian and the others, he truly carried no weight at all.
"Oh my, your skill at cursing has improved. Still, out of the most basic respect for life, we really can't insult dogs like that—they are humanity's best friend, after all," Wei Zhao said teasingly. As for Xue Jianming and Yan Zhongding and the rest, he did not take them seriously in the slightest.
"You—!" Xue Jianming ground his teeth in fury, but the moment he saw Wei Zhao's gaze swing toward him, his heart quailed. Stirring up trouble was one thing, but if he stirred it too far and drove Wei Zhao into a rage, he would be the one to suffer for it. He could only give a cold snort and say, "Right and wrong rest in the hearts of men. I scorn to argue with the likes of you."
"Exactly, exactly. Thank goodness Senior Brother Xue spoke up and set us straight—otherwise we'd all have been kept in the dark by someone's heretical nonsense. If we'd really cultivated according to what he said, we'd have gone mad from deviation for sure. Anyone who follows a man like that is doomed." Yan Zhongding seized the moment to chime in.
The other secular-world cultivators all wore expressions of belated dread. There is no small matter in cultivation; one wrong step can breed grave consequences. Even if it were only some minor points of principle, if they had truly swallowed Wei Zhao's cultivation insights whole, they could forget about any future in cultivation at all—they should count themselves lucky merely not to suffer deviation halfway through.
On one side stood Wei Zhao's personal heresies; on the other, the mainstream understanding of the Ancient Alliance. Which side to choose was plain at a glance.
Qiu Lingshan was about to retort, but Wei Zhao reached out and stopped her, saying mildly, "It's true that those who follow me do have rather bad luck. They're forever being made to swallow all sorts of odd pills—Foundation Establishment Pills that can send you straight into the Foundation Establishment stage, or even raise you another level once you're already there, for instance. I'd originally meant to let you people have a taste, one apiece at the very least, and now look—I can only give them to these three unlucky wretches."
With that, three pills suddenly appeared in Wei Zhao's hand, and he handed them out one by one to the three candidate disciples of the North Island Cangwu Sect standing nearby.
"Foundation Establishment Pills? Top-grade?" Xue Jianming's eyelids twitched violently at the sight. In the Ancient Alliance, such pills were exceedingly hard to come by on the open market, and top-grade ones were rarer still. Though they were of little use to a cultivator like him, already at the peak of Foundation Establishment, even so one fact could not be changed: these were treasures money could not buy!
It was not only Xue Jianming. The senior brothers leading the other Ancient Alliance sects all gasped at the sight, staring at Wei Zhao as though he were some kind of monster. What manner of creature was this, to casually give away three top-grade Foundation Establishment Pills?!
"You three, thank your Grand-Uncle-Master at once! Do you realize that with a top-grade Foundation Establishment Pill, your breakthrough into the Foundation Establishment stage is all but guaranteed?" Even Xin Yi'an could not help swallowing hard at the sight. Such extravagant generosity—even the Grand Elders themselves had surely never displayed the like, had they?