Chapter 5098 — Stirring Up Trouble Again
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 3
This result greatly exceeded Xin Yi'an's expectations. The Primordial sects set extremely strict standards for selecting disciples. Originally, by his reckoning, it would have been impressive if seven or eight had passed the first round. Clearly, the secular world truly brimmed with talent; it was only because the spiritual qi of heaven and earth was too thin that it had declined. Otherwise, its overall strength might not have been much inferior to the Primordial Alliance's.
After sending people to escort away the eliminated secular-world cultivators, Xin Yi'an was just about to announce the rules for the second round when Xue Jianming suddenly leaped out and shouted, "Hold on! Since this disciple selection assembly is a matter jointly agreed upon by the Primordial Alliance and the secular world, the secular world can't just muddle through half-heartedly, can it? Otherwise, where does that leave the dignity of my Primordial Alliance?"
"Thirty-three remain after the first round of selection—even your own Snow Sword Sect picked four. And you call that muddling through?" Xin Yi'an frowned and said in a heavy voice.
"A large number doesn't mean ample sincerity. Martial Uncle Xin, let me ask you a question first: if someone cultivated in the secular world to become a Heaven-Rank Great Perfection expert, wouldn't such a person count as talent with limitless potential?" Xue Jianming asked with a meaningful look.
"Of course they would." Xin Yi'an nodded. With the spiritual qi of heaven and earth so thin in the secular world and its cultivation resources so barren, reaching Heaven-Rank Great Perfection there was at least a hundred times harder than in the Primordial Alliance. To call such a person's potential limitless was no exaggeration at all.
"If the secular world truly meant to show sincerity, then shouldn't these people come to attend the disciple selection assembly? But from what I know, many Heaven-Rank Great Perfection experts are absent today—and those people are all his subordinates. As the lead Martial Uncle, shouldn't you look into this, Martial Uncle Xin?" Xue Jianming's spearhead pointed straight at Wei Zhao.
"This..." Xin Yi'an glanced at Wei Zhao with some difficulty, at a loss for how to answer for a moment. The Primordial Alliance and the secular world had jointly held this disciple selection assembly in a spirit of sincere cooperation; at least by reason, those Heaven-Rank Great Perfection experts ought not to be absent.
"Heh heh, Xue Jianming, you really never change, do you? Last time you suffered a loss over this very matter, and it's only been a few days—the scar's healed and you've forgotten the pain. You just don't learn, do you?" Wei Zhao said, eyeing Xue Jianming unkindly.
The memory of being unilaterally trounced by Wei Zhao last time was still vivid before his eyes, and Xue Jianming instinctively recoiled several steps in fright. Only after a moment did he react, his face red with embarrassment, and snorted with bluster masking cowardice: "Hmph, this is my Primordial Alliance's territory. If you dare act recklessly, you're openly provoking the Primordial Alliance—everyone has the right to put you to death!"
"This is plainly Shennongjia. Since when did it become the Primordial Alliance's territory? Still, from the look of you, you do have some memory left—seems that beating last time wasn't wasted." Wei Zhao curled his lip with a half-smile. Then he said, "This disciple selection assembly has one most basic principle: fairness and voluntariness. Whether to come or not is entirely up to each individual. Otherwise, if even the slightest compulsion remains, then this disciple selection assembly is utterly meaningless. If you can't even grasp this point, your intelligence is truly worrying—you'd better hurry off and top it up somewhere, before it gets deducted into the negative."