Chapter 5077 — What Sect?
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"What did you say? The Snow Sword Sect? Which 'snow,' which 'sword'?" Wei Zhao was startled at the words.
"The 'snow' that falls from the sky, the 'sword' that cuts." Fei Yangnian gave Wei Zhao a rather odd look. It was just the name of a sect, for heaven's sake—did it really warrant that kind of excitement?
Wei Zhao was struck dumb on the spot. Not only did it sound the same, it was written with the exact same characters. What a coincidence—a storybook coincidence, the kind you would not believe if you read it. Had he not known that the Tai Gu Little Jianghu and Cloud Terrace Island were two entirely different places, he would have assumed this was the Snow Sword Sect of Cloud Terrace Island.
Cloud Terrace Island and the Tai Gu Little Jianghu had nothing whatsoever to do with each other—they were two wholly separate planes. Anyone with sense knew such a thing was impossible. Yet even though he told himself it must be pure coincidence, Wei Zhao still had a faint, nagging sense that something was off.
Because he had suddenly recalled Xue Jianming's moves from a moment ago; they had seemed rather similar to those of the Snow Sword Sect on Cloud Terrace Island. Whether that was an illusion or the truth, he could not say. After all, his knowledge of the Snow Sword Sect's techniques came only from the few moves he had seen Wei Shenjin use, which at best gave him a rough impression, not any true certainty.
"By the way, do you know what sect Leng Leng belongs to?" Wei Zhao asked, changing tack.
"Uh, she's from our Snow Sword Sect too." Fei Yangnian could not help feeling awkward. Because of the improper designs he had once harbored toward Leng Leng, his heart jumped every time Wei Zhao so much as mentioned her name, and he was terrified the man would put two and two together and settle the score after the fact. That was why he had answered so vaguely the last time and glossed over it, so much so that Wei Zhao had never caught on that the two of them came from the same sect.
"Leng Leng is from your Snow Sword Sect as well?" Wei Zhao's interest was instantly piqued, and he pressed on: "Then tell me about your Snow Sword Sect."
"Yes, but I'm only an ordinary disciple in the sect. I really don't know much—at most, just the things everyone knows." Fei Yangnian's voice was small.
"Tell me everything you know," Wei Zhao said mildly.
"Yes. Our Snow Sword Sect is a first-rate sect within the Tai Gu Alliance; the disciples are generally a cut above those of ordinary sects. In most other sects, a Foundation Establishment disciple would already be a core disciple, but in our Snow Sword Sect that is merely the threshold for a formal disciple. Only someone as powerful as Senior Brother Xue, a Foundation Establishment consummate, or someone with talent as monstrous as Leng Leng's, can become a core disciple singled out for the sect's key cultivation." Fei Yangnian laid it all out, not daring to conceal the slightest thing.
Wei Zhao pondered in silence. That only a Foundation Establishment expert could become a formal disciple—on that point, this place was not far off from Cloud Terrace Island. After all, the formal disciples of the Threefold Pavilion on the North Island all took Foundation Establishment as their threshold.
"If a disciple's strength surpasses Foundation Establishment consummate and advances to the Golden Core stage, then he automatically rises to the rank of martial uncle or martial elder. Our Snow Sword Sect ranks its generations strictly by strength. Though true masters are still called master in private, on the surface, if a disciple also advances to Golden Core, then master and disciple must address each other as brothers." Fei Yangnian continued.