Chapter 1494 — The Palace Master of the Ice Palace
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If they made their move, they would inevitably offend Zhang Naipao's side—and the grudge was Zhang Naipao's own. Ancient-tier disciples were a proud lot; they would not suffer another to thrust his hand at will into a feud of theirs. Yet if they did not act, were they simply to sit and wait for Wei Zhao to come and beat them?
One might say that Feng Nitian had weighed the matter thoroughly. The man who could stand as one of the strongest contenders for the headship of the Feng family was no hotheaded brute.
At this moment, in the room next door, Wei Zhao and Yu Bing heard every word of the two men's talk! Yu Bing had not yet slept. The trial would begin the next day, and his heart was wound tight with nerves; at such a time he could not sleep soundly, and the instant he heard movement at the door he sprang up.
Hearing that Yu Shan meant to do away with him, a flash of fury crossed Yu Bing's face. He had never imagined Yu Shan could be so ruthless! Wei Zhao had only meant to cripple Yu Shan, yet Yu Shan intended to tear him out by the roots and kill him!
"You heard him? You are merciful, but your cousin is not." Wei Zhao, who had also seen the anger on Yu Bing's face, said mildly.
"Hoo..." Yu Bing drew a deep breath, as though he had come to a great resolve. "You are right... some things are beyond my power to change. Rather than live on in dread of being murdered in secret by my cousin, it would be better to settle this once and for all!"
"Heh..." Wei Zhao smiled. "You should have come round to it long ago."
The night passed without further words. At half past five the next morning, Wei Zhao returned from his cultivation space to the real world, called out to Yu Bing, and went to the washroom to freshen up.
Because Yu Bing had Wei Zhao for an "alarm clock," his sleep, though brief, had been sound; he need not fret about being late for the trial. Woken by Wei Zhao, he washed up quickly, and together they waited for someone from the Ice Palace to come and fetch them.
At six o'clock sharp, the square before the inn was already filled with disciples who had come for the trial. All of them held to the notion that it was better to be early than late, and waited for the Ice Palace's envoy to arrive.
Even Zhang Naipao and Feng Nitian dared not be negligent, and waited there along with everyone else.
At the summit of the Ice-Snow Spirit Mountain, where the Ice Palace stood.
"This is the list and the dossiers of those taking part in this trial. Please look them over, Palace Master." Xiao Qing presented the registration book to the woman in white before her.
This woman in white was the Palace Master of the Ice Palace—a person whose word, within the Ice Palace, was law.
The woman in white took the registration book from Xiao Qing's hands and began to leaf through it.
She read from the first page to the last, examining each person's origins and history in close detail. When she had finished, she could not help but feel disappointed; even so, she asked, "Aunt Qing, is Yang Qiqi the only girl taking part in this trial?"
"That is right, Palace Master. And she is an external-school cultivator besides..." Xiao Qing nodded.
"This trial, I fear, will disappoint my master once again..." The woman in white sighed softly. "It is all because I am good for nothing—I could not comprehend the inheritance of the Ice-Snow Spirit Mountain..."
"Palace Master, young as you are, you are already a fine hand at the peak of the late Heaven Tier—a talent seen but once in a generation. But the inheritance of the Ice-Snow Spirit Mountain also has to do with one's own constitution..." Xiao Qing consoled her. "Look across the other ancient-tier sects and clans—how many are there who, at your age, are already Heaven Tier masters?"