護花近衛 - 第4751章 有事相求 - 翰墨軒

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Chapter 4751 — A Request

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Ning Xuefei pursed her lips and was about to speak, but a single look from Ning Shanghe choked the words back. She knew her own affairs best and could only close her mouth in sulky silence.

"Thank you, Aunt Ning!" Wei Zhao agreed at once, readily. The matter of studying at the East Continent Academy was a rule of West Island, and he had assumed it would not be so easily altered; that Ning Shanghe had consented so readily showed that his prospective mother-in-law was no inflexible stickler.

This was good news for Wei Zhao. Otherwise, had Ning Shanghe truly been an old diehard clinging to dogma, then given her status and position, who knew how much needless trouble might have arisen hereafter. He had not expected her to be so reasonable—it seemed his days on West Island would not be too hard after all.

"This matter should have been yours to decide in the first place; there is nothing to thank me for." Ning Shanghe smiled, unconcerned, then suddenly changed the subject. "Wei Zhao, how exactly did you and Huo Yudie get out? Could you speak frankly with Aunt Ning about it? Of course, if it is inconvenient, no one will force you—it is only that this concerns the teleportation mechanism of the West Island trial, and I felt it necessary to have it clarified."

Wei Zhao's earlier account—that a Xuan Sheng stage expert had sent them out—might fool outsiders ignorant of the inner workings at best; plainly it could not deceive Ning Shanghe and the other West Island higher-ups. If a Xuan Sheng stage expert could truly activate the teleportation array, they would have discovered it centuries ago. That was simply impossible.

"Aunt Ning is perceptive. To be frank, this time I got out by relying on my own true qi," Wei Zhao confessed honestly. There was nothing to conceal in such a matter; before outsiders it was inconvenient to speak plainly, but now, given the relationship between Ning Shanghe and himself, she could hardly be counted an outsider.

"Oh?" Ning Shanghe was slightly startled. She had assumed Wei Zhao and Huo Yudie had found some flaw in the teleportation array—never had she expected the answer to be so simple.

"The might of my martial technique has long been comparable to that of a Xuan Sheng stage expert, while I am myself at the Nascent Soul stage. I suppose I exploited a loophole in the teleportation array, and so was able to pass through," Wei Zhao explained, sparing no detail.

"That explains it. To think that at your present realm you can match a Xuan Sheng stage expert—this is truly unheard of, unseen!" Ning Shanghe was astonished, and at once could not help but feel as though she had found a treasure. To have gained a prospective son-in-law of such heaven-defying means as Wei Zhao—this was likely the most gratifying harvest West Island had reaped in years.

In truth, because Ning Xuefei had never liked cultivating, Ning Shanghe had suffered no small headache over the matter in recent years. In talent and aptitude Ning Xuefei was in fact a genius rarely seen in this world—after all, the powerful bloodlines of her parents were there for all to see; she could not be weak even if she tried. But without diligent cultivation, of what use was the finest talent?

All of Ning Xuefei's interest lay in tinkering with various researches and inventions. Unfortunately, on Cloud Terrace Island this was, after all, a minor path that did not count as true cultivation. To take charge of West Island, in the end one must let one's own strength speak. If her strength were insufficient, then even if Ning Shanghe could raise her to the seat, she would not be able to hold it securely.