Chapter 4764 — Why Are You Still Here?
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Ren Zhongyuan watched as she lifted the lid, and when he saw what lay inside, he felt as though he had been struck by lightning. There, neatly arranged, were three Lightning Mystic Pills!
"What? She actually gave you three Lightning Mystic Pills? Who refined them for you? Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Ren Zhongyuan was on the verge of going mad. Two days ago it had been nothing but a length of Lightning Mystic Vine, and now in the blink of an eye it had become three ready-made Lightning Mystic Pills. Were his eyes deceiving him, or had the world gone mad?
"What? Are you questioning me?" Seeing that Ren Zhongyuan actually looked about to rush over and examine them closely, Liu Ziqi's ever-calm expression turned cold in an instant. An incomparably vast and surging pressure descended upon his head. This power of Morning Pride Academy was clearly angered.
Assailed so suddenly by such overwhelming pressure, even a master of Ren Zhongyuan's caliber—a Nascent Soul at great consummation—could not withstand it. He staggered, nearly disgracing himself on the spot.
A cold sweat broke out over Ren Zhongyuan, and only then did he come to his senses: he had grown far too smug and complacent. He had thought that with the sweetener of the Lightning Mystic Pills he could bend this master and disciple pair to his will, entirely forgetting that she was a power in the academy—how could such a person be so easily manipulated by the likes of him!
"Are you still not leaving? Must I see you out?" Seeing Ren Zhongyuan's face shift uncertainly as he still hesitated, Liu Ziqi gave a cold sniff. She was genuinely somewhat angered now. The boy truly did not know the height of the heavens or the depth of the earth; had she not been mindful that he had some backing, she would long since have struck him down in punishment.
"No, no—I'm going, I'm going..." Ren Zhongyuan dared not linger another moment. He hurried off in a daze, and on his way out he even collided with the door frame, the pain bringing tears to his eyes.
Watching Ren Zhongyuan's clownish retreating figure, Liu Ziqi shook her head again and again. She could not fathom why, two days ago, she had thought this boy might actually be worthy of Die'er. Compared with Wei Zhao, this sort of creature was as the earth to the heavens.
Everyone misjudges now and then, but this time Liu Ziqi had done more than misjudge—she had been utterly blind. Thank goodness no great disaster had come of it; otherwise no amount of regret would have sufficed.
Unbeknownst to herself, Wei Zhao had already become in Liu Ziqi's heart the one and only choice for a disciple's husband. True, besides Ning Xuefei and Huo Yudie, Wei Zhao also maintained rather delicate, ambiguous relations with girls like Han Jingyi and Shangguan Lan'er—but since Shangguan Tianxia and Ning Shanghe had said nothing, what grounds did she have to object?
The judgment and insight of those two old friends far surpassed that of her, a mere vice principal of the academy. Their unspoken, unanimous silence amounted to tacit approval and indulgence of Wei Zhao—and what did that signify?
No one was a fool. In the face of a genius of Wei Zhao's caliber, all so-called rules and traditions were mere passing clouds. There are always those in this world who can rise above the rules, and Wei Zhao was plainly one of them—a truth that Shangguan Tianxia and Ning Shanghe understood better than anyone!
The days passed one after another. With the conclusion of the Western Island trial, the mission of the envoy delegations from the various islands was formally at an end. After taking their leave of Ning Shanghe, the Western Island's mistress, they made ready to return home, one after another.