chapter 1944
Chapter 1944
Morton’s n was naturally inferior inparison to the Dual Sovereign Pavilion. Nheless, his n
was one of the few great ns in his city and he had been brought up with the belief that he was the
chosen one, carrying the burden of making his n proud.
Then there was the fact that he had never faced failure before so it was no wonder he was extremely
confident in himself. He felt he was unique and was not nurtured by the Dual Sovereign Pavilion only
because of his age. However, he believed that once there, he would surely advance quickly in a short
time. He would climb the metaphoricaldder and use the position of the internal disciple as a stepping
stone. In good time, he would be promoted to an elder disciple, and then there’s no stopping him to
be a chosen disciple.
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He might even hold important positions within the sect. His n would surely be proud of him then. That
was why he was unwilling to be deemed equal to Gerald-partly because of his confidence and partly
because of his inferiorityplex.
This little test was akin to an entrance exam so how dared they think he would not be able to light up the
five lights. He had never been so humiliated before. Morton gave out a loud snort and turned his gaze to
scan the crowd. “You all listen closely now. Don’t you dare use your level to judge me! I’ve already said
that the sengen pill was specially prepared for me so don’t me me for hurting you if you all continue to
talk like that.”
Immediately, the crowd went dead silent. However, he could not stop them from what they were thinking.
There was no denying Morton was very powerful and most of the people present there would not be able
to win in a fight against him but this did not mean that he would be able to light up five lights.
Everyone had seen for themselves just how difficult It was to light up five lights. It was truly beyond
anyone’s level. Initially, Gerald did not want to bother Morton with his illusory grandeur and annoying talk.
Gerald was theplete opposite of him, he liked to get straight to the point so there was no fun in
talking to Morton.
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However, Morton had gone overboard this time to the extent that even Gerald could not keep his mouth
shut. He turned to face Morton and said with a mocking smile, “Why don’t you give it a rest? You’re
making it sound as if the sengen pill is already in your possession. Am I invisible to you?”
Mortonughed coldly and raised an eyebrow as he looked at Gerald. “Of course not but I would say
you’re close. In my eyes, you’re only a tad bigger than a grasshopper.”
Gerald was itching to give Morton an *ss-whooping. “I would have whooped your *ss if it wasn’t for the
rules imposed on us. Don’t you feel any shame at all? Why don’t you show us what you’re really made
of? Who knows you might be able to change my mind,” said he in a louder voice.
Their bickering had turned white-hot and they might even really end up in a fight if the situation continued
on the way it was. Ambrose had no choice but to step in though he must admit he was enjoying the
show. “No fighting during the test. If the two of you want to give it a go, you should go to the sect’s battle
arena after passing the test.”
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It was only natural they would listen to Ambrose as the consequences of not doing so were not
something they could afford. Both of them gave out a scoff at the same time and turned to look away.
It seemed like Morton had really gotten under Gerald’s skin and thetter thought he should get this over
with. “Who’s next? I’ll go if no one wants to go next!”
It was better to prove to Morton that he was indeed much stronger than him than to stand there and
listen to him yap away. He nned to shut Morton up for good-that good for nothing brat.
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