Chapter 125 - Number One of Spirit Peak
Chapter 125: Number One of Spirit Peak
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Time passed by gradually and in the blink of an eye, a day had passed.
The lights of the Ten Formations Pagoda’s formation patterns shone repeatedly through the day.
The first row on the Ten Formations Stele still had a blank column where the name was supposed to be.
By the time the last person was sent out of the Ten Formations Pagoda, there were still no changes on the Ten Formations Stele.
Not to mention the many trial disciples gathered before Array Peak, even the four peak masters looked to be slightly disappointed.
“Just who is that person? Why is he not here?”
“Could that person truly think nothing of fame at all?”
Little fatty actually obtained third place.
The prize for the number one of Spirit Peak was also the most generous. Not only was Feng Haoyu awarded with many spirit stones and contribution points, he could also choose an elixir from the Elixir Chamber, an inferior-grade spirit weapon from the Spirit Weapon Chamber and a Grade 1 talisman from the Talisman Chamber.
“Hehe, seems like someone will be crushed by Senior Brother Feng tomorrow.”
“That’s right. Even people like Leng Rou and Senior Brother Li who are at Perfected Qi Condensation lost to Senior Brother Feng. There’s no way Su Zimo is a match with his Level 8 Qi Condensation.”
After the Spirit Peak face-off, no one had confidence in Su Zimo.
“That Feng Haoyu had managed to obtain the number one of Spirit Peak with much ease. He did not even use his full strength,” The brown haired youth chuckled.
Wen Xuan could not contain his smugness as he nodded. “I’m never wrong in my judgment. If that wasn’t the case, I wouldn’t have pleaded with the sect master personally to let him learn our sect’s secret skill in advance.”
“To be fair, someone like Feng Haoyu with a wind spirit root is truly the best candidate to cultivate Ethereal Sword,” The cold-faced lady nodded.
Wen Xuan laughed. “Before this battle, I already told Haoyu that if he were to win his fellow seniors and juniors using the secret skill, he would have lost even if he got number one since no one would be convinced of his victory.”
“Not bad, Haoyu had not let me down.”
The disheveled old man remained silent and looked slightly worried.
The stronger Feng Haoyu was, the worse Su Zimo was going to be defeated tomorrow.
As his beloved disciple, he could not bear to see Su Zimo suffer such a blow.
“Wen Xuan, give me some face. Why don’t you tell Feng Haoyu to forget about the battle tomorrow?” The disheveled old man suddenly said after much hesitation.
Given his status, the fact that he was saying something like that to plead for mercy for a disciple was extremely rare.
Xuan Yi, the brown haired youth and cold-faced lady remained silent.
It was inappropriate for them to interfere in something like this.
Wen Xuan remained silent for a moment before replying, “The arrow is already on the bow and has to be shot. I can’t do anything about this matter.”
“But…”
Right as the disheveled old man was about to continue, Wen Xuan frowned and cut him off, “Su Zimo won Haoyu twice in a row but Haoyu’s not even allowed to win one? Your disciple is dear to you but mine isn’t dear to me?”
With that, Wen Xuan turned to leave and left the four of them alone.
Slightly awkward, the disheveled old man sighed.
The brown haired youth coughed gently. “Don’t blame him. Wen Xuan had poured too much effort into Feng Haoyu. Even though he did not say anything, he’s definitely feeling upset about Feng Haoyu’s two consecutive losses. It’s only normal.”
Xuan Yi patted the disheveled old man’s shoulder and comforted him. “It’s alright. It’s good to let Su Zimo suffer some setbacks too. His future achievements might not be any weaker than Feng Haoyu’s.”
“The road ahead… is still long,” Xuan Yi’s eyes flickered mysteriously as he said that.