Chapter 4875 — Come Out and Let Us Have a Look
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
All the Morning Star Academy disciples fixed their eyes on Wei Zhao, waiting for his final decision. Though none of them wished to wade into troubled waters, Wei Zhao was the Morning Star captain after all.
"I have decided to stay and see how this plays out. Of course, anyone with other plans may form their own group and scout ahead," Wei Zhao said after a moment's thought. He could not very well drag everyone's will along for the sake of his own private concerns—this was the only choice he could make.
With Wei Zhao making his position plain, Wang Xinyan and Huang Xiaotao would of course stay; Lu Xiaozhong, that lover of excitement, could hardly have wished for more; Bao Zuoliang and Su Kesheng, each with his own hidden purpose, naturally would not leave either. That left the rest in a quandary, unable to advance or retreat.
At heart they naturally wished to press on, but stripped of Wei Zhao and the strongest fighting force, the rest of them—even gathered together—would struggle to hold their own against the other academies, and more to the point, they would not gather together at all. Each would refuse to yield to another, and in the end they would splinter apart.
What came of splintering was plain from the scene before their eyes. Any tribulation point easy to find would be snatched up by those academy squads that kept together in tight packs. If the rest hoped to pick up scraps, they would have to rely on pure luck.
In the end not a single one of the Morning Star group left—all stayed behind. True, this was because no strong figure stood at their head, but one had to admit these people knew which way the wind blew. At least there were no idiots among them foolish enough to bite off more than they could chew.
Wei Zhao fixed his gaze from afar on Huo Yudie amidst the crowd, and his heart could not help stirring. Yet he had no intention of simply walking up to her; that would invite misunderstanding far too easily. Better to get a clear picture of the situation first.
"You know someone in there?" Wang Xinyan and Huang Xiaotao beside him asked softly in some surprise. Both were sharp-eyed by nature, and Wei Zhao's peculiar manner could not escape them.
"Yes—Huo Yudie, of Morning Pride Academy. I have told you about her," Wei Zhao said, nodding.
"Really? Which one, which one?" The two girls were instantly intrigued. Both had heard Wei Zhao speak of the West Island trial, and this sister they had never met filled them with freshness and curiosity, tinged with a measure of gratitude—had she not stayed loyal and true to him then, Wei Zhao might well have died.
"You will know in a moment," Wei Zhao said, amused by their gossiping expressions.
Hardly had he spoken when a long-haired man from the Thunder Academy camp stepped slowly forth under everyone's watchful eyes. Judging by the awe on the faces of the Thunder Academy disciples, this man was surely their leader.
"I have long heard that Morning Pride Academy produces rare beauties. How about you girls keep us company for a night? Serve us well, and I might just be able to arrange to give this place over to you. I hear one of the three fairies, Huo Yudie, is among you—which one is she? Come out and let us have a look, see whether she is really as fine as the legends say. Is it the one in the veil?" the man called out with an easy, unbridled leer.
The confrontation between the two sides had been tense enough already—together they numbered over a hundred and fifty Nascent Soul Great Perfection experts, and the combined pressure of such an aura was comparable even to a Xuan Ascension Great Perfection master. Ordinary folk could never have withstood such might. Yet this man strolled through the very center of it as though taking a leisurely walk in the courtyard, showing not the slightest strain.