Chapter 455 - 451: The Fearful & The Fearless

Chapter 455 - 451: The Fearful & The Fearless

The life of a young expert met its untimely end at the hands of an old cultivator, truly a regrettable event. Unfortunately, life came with risk and risks came with rewards. The young man sought fate-changing recognition that would forever change his future, but he had to bet his life in turn.

Unfortunately, he lost.

The young woman gnashed her white teeth in anger, frustrated at the carelessness of that young man. If he had conjured his Soul Idol, while it would consume an enormous amount of his spiritual energies, his spiritual strength, spiritual sense, and astral force would’ve increased manifold. This might’ve been enough to survive.

Wei Wuyin noticed this, but he didn’t know why she was so invested in the outcome of that fight. "His defeat wasn’t embarrassing; laying to rest at the hands of a Gravity Emission Phase expert who wields Saber Intent, he should have no regrets."

"..." The young woman turned her head towards Wei Wuyin, her eyes glaring at him with a steely edge. Was Wei Wuyin mocking her? for new novels

Noticing her sharp stare, Wei Wuyin faintly smiled. He didn’t feel that what he said was wrong. The young man was indeed a Soul Idol Phase cultivator, and the fact his corpse hadn’t turned to dust from the edge of that woman’s saber was already enough to receive resounding applause.

The crowd, however, merely clasped their hands together in unison, be it children or adults, and chanted a piece of scripture. From their pious expressions, the solemn light within their eyes, and bowed heads, they were clearly paying respect to the Holy Candidate’s life. It was respectable.

Wei Wuyin joined in. Not because of religious principles, but out of respect. The young man faced nigh-impossible odds, and while he had acted careless, his death was determined from the moment he said ’yes’. He had the courage to agree to this risk, to fight for a better future, so he deserved the respect.

Grand Priestess Si De was also giving her chanting prayer, sending the soul of that young Holy Candidate off to the next world. From her peripheral vision, she saw Wei Wuyin chanting, paying respects and sending him off too. As for the young woman, she was too angry to care, ignoring Wei Wuyin and everyone else.

She didn’t believe in the customs and traditions, clearly revealing herself as an outsider.

The Grand Priestess was shocked by this discovery. She thought Wei Wuyin was an outsider as well, not one nestled in their customs and traditions. This caused her to grow absentminded as she inspected his solemn yet astonishingly handsome visage.

After finishing his chant, Wei Wuyin lifted his silver eyes and noticed the Grand Priestess’s absent stare of amazement. When their gazes met, she started and he responded with a warm smile.

The Grand Priestess felt her heart race from that single exchange of looks, turning away with a quickness and faintly blushed cheeks. She admonished herself internally! She was too old to be entranced by a youngster, no matter how outstanding.

Wei Wuyin softly chuckled. He found this Grand Priestess quite cute, especially how her eyes appeared sightless yet weren’t. To excitingly add, she was clearly new to relations between men and women, her Primal Yin completely intact. He decided he’ll court her after this. With the title of Holy Son, it might be easier too.

While his thoughts were elsewhere, Grand Priestess Si De continued forward with the ceremony. The Holy Candidate’s corpse was brought off the platform and kept in a crystal coffin emitting faint white light. He’ll be buried on sacred ground as a show of respect for his courage and talent.

Another cylindrical light erupted from the platform, crashing down and encapsulating the young woman’s form. It was her turn now. The platform seemed to be deciding who went by the order they touched the mirror or perhaps the level of their spiritual strength.

"Holy Candidate, you have been chosen! Shall you take the challenge to prove your worth or will you concede?" Grand Priestess Si De asked once again with a soft yet loud voice. This time that voice was directed at the young woman.

The lack of contempt, disdain, disappointment, or schadenfreude shocked Wei Wuyin. These people were truly different from what he was familiar with. Most wanted to see blood, an innate bloodlust in their hearts, or see others humiliated or failing at a task impossible for themselves to perform, verifying its difficulties and alleviating their sense of inferiority.

"Fascinating," he quietly muttered.

"Holy Candidate, you have been chosen! Shall you take the challenge to prove your worth, or will you concede?" Grand Priestess Si De asked again, but her voice contained a faintly strange tone within.

Wei Wuyin turned to her, smiling brightly. "I accept."

A burst of light descended, shining upon a particular hooded figure behind the Grand Priestess. This person was quiet, being relatively tall and bulky in build. This was a Realmlord!

The two vanished!

Their figures reemerged on the platform, a countdown beginning just like before. The hooded figure removed his hood and cloak, revealing a hardened body of muscle and flesh. Wei Wuyin’s eyes constricted.

This person was slouching! When he fully stood up, no longer hunching forward, he exceeded eight feet in height, rivaling Da Shan. He was an elf as well, with two particularly sharp ears on the sides of his head!

This man’s muscles had sharp contours reminiscent of a bodybuilder of the mortal world, not a single shred of clothing concealed his astonishing upper body. His breath was subdued earlier, but as he revealed himself, his intense breathing was fully released. Each breath was like the surging bellows of a raging volcano, filled with mighty sounds and powerful air.

Wei Wuyin felt buffeted by the man’s physical presence, his clothes stuck to his flesh from the pressuring air. His dark hair wildly fluttered and his robe flapped endlessly.

There was a darkness within the elf’s eyes, filled with a vicious power that Wei Wuyin couldn’t place. Regardless, it terrified the spectators who watched from the projected screens. The dreadful feeling that Wei Wuyin felt was several hundred times greater, but he merely smiled in the face of it all.

This smile was incredibly joyful, completely and utterly fearless. "Do you hear that?" Wei Wuyin rhetorically asked the elf.

The muscular elf shrugged, ignoring Wei Wuyin’s nonsense. He was bound by a duty, so he had no intentions of being distracted by Wei Wuyin’s tactics. One of them will live and one of them will die. And he had no intention of dying today.

But Wei Wuyin didn’t mind, touching his chest. He gave a faint grin, "You’re exciting it."

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