Different attitudes
"Ye Fei, it's only been a few years since we last met, yet you've already become an eighth level Martial King and defeated Zhao Wudi." Even when they saw Ye Fei enter the Monarch Pavilion, the Royal Clan of the Zhao Country were still in a daze.
Others might not know, but they knew very well. Just a few years ago, Ye Fei was only a half-step Martial Saint and was being chased by the Heavenly Yin Sect.
But a few years later, not only did Ye Fei become an eighth rank Martial King, he even obtained the title of Northern Sea Sword King.
After Zhao Sheng recovered from his shock, he immediately became excited. After all, Zhao Wudi was once a Northern Region's Heaven's Pride. Even if he had lost his Heaven's Pride halo, the fact that Ye Fei could defeat him proved that Ye Fei had the potential to become a Heaven's Pride and Zhao Sheng's foresight.
"Haha, I didn't misjudge you. Northern Sea Sword King, finally, an outstanding Heaven's Pride has appeared in our Northern Sea." Zhao Sheng praised Ye Fei.
"Uncle Zhao, don't praise me. Compared to those Middle Ground geniuses, what kind of Heaven's Pride am I? I'm not even fit to carry their shoes." Ye Fei bitterly smiled and shook his head. Seeing the look of disbelief on Zhao Sheng's face, he couldn't help but repeat what Na Chai had told him to everyone.
This naturally shocked Zhao Sheng and the others.
"What? The most monstrous genius in the Middle Continent was born with a cultivation of the Martial Emperor Realm? That's simply heaven-defying. "
"Sigh, I thought that our horizons had been broadened after coming to the main clan. But now, it seems that we're still frogs at the bottom of a well. No wonder Ancestor Zhao Shenjian and Imperial Uncle Zhao Qianjun left the Northern Region and risked their lives to enter the Middle Ground." Zhao Sheng sighed.
"Uncle Zhao, what did you say? The Demonic Sword King didn't die? He even entered the Middle Ground?" Zhao Sheng's words also shocked Ye Fei.
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While the Monarch Pavilion was lively, the crowd outside was also in an uproar. Especially when they saw that Zhao Wudi was actually injured and vomiting blood, the cultivators present were in an uproar.
Who was Zhao Wudi?
He was once a Heaven's Pride of the Northern Region, the Zhao Clan's Genius with the greatest hope of becoming Wu Jun. Even if he died midway, his Heaven's Pride halo had already faded.
But the name of a man, the shadow of a tree.
Zhao Wudi was still one of the strongest experts of the older generation of Martial Kings. However, such a powerful Zhao Wudi had actually been defeated by a nobody. Not to mention Zhao Wudi, even the other cultivators present had doubtful expressions on their faces.
A warrior looked at Ye Fei's back and immediately said loudly, "It can't be wrong. He must be the North Sea Sword Monarch."
"Tsk, do I need you to tell me that? Only a genius can defeat Zhao Wudi! We've all heard of the other geniuses. Only the North Sea Sword Monarch rose to prominence recently. "
"Hehe, speaking of the North Sea Sword King, he's not just a genius. I heard that he once forced Lin Tianjiao to retreat when they were at the same level. In the West Heavenly King City, he even killed Duan Lang, the second genius of the Beiyuan Nation, in the midst of millions of soldiers. Even the death of the Golden Tribe King was said to have been done by the North Sea Sword King using some unknown method."
As Ye Fei's identity was exposed, some well-informed cultivators immediately revealed Ye Fei's recent glorious deeds.
Fortunately, Ye Fei didn't hear it. Otherwise, he would have been depressed to death. Who was so bored to dig up all his secrets?
"What? This Ye Fei actually forced Lin Tianjiao, a true Heaven's Pride, to retreat? No wonder I'm no match for him."
Zhao Wudi didn't leave. Instead, he stayed on the spot to treat his injuries. Of course, he also heard these discussions and finally understood how important Ye Fei, whom he had looked down on before, was.
The North Sea Sword Monarch, forced Lin Tianjiao to retreat, and killed Duan Lang.
No matter which one of these three people, the Zhao Clan would do their best to befriend him. What was hateful was that he actually believed Zhao Lun's lies and came to deal with Ye Fei. He even lost face.
"Zhao Lun, you idiot! Who can't be offended? Why did you offend the Heaven's Pride who is most likely to become Wu Jun? I'll give you a chance. No matter what method you use, you must beg for the North Sea Sword Monarch's forgiveness and pull him back to our Zhao Clan. Otherwise, you can just wait to be punished by the Patriarch when you return. "
Zhao Wudi angrily left. In any case, he was still a senior cultivator. Of course, he couldn't bring himself to apologize to Ye Fei. Thus, he simply threw this mess to Zhao Lun. After all, this was Zhao Lun's fault in the first place.
"Third Uncle, don't. I don't want to apologize to him." Zhao Lun suddenly felt like crying. He understood that Zhao Wudi couldn't bring himself to apologize to Ye Fei.
But could he, Young Master Zhao, really do that?
It had to be known that Ye Fei had humiliated him in front of everyone. It was already good enough that he didn't seek revenge on Ye Fei. But now, Zhao Wudi wanted him to apologize to Ye Fei.
"F * ck, that Ye Fei slapped me and humiliated me. Third Uncle actually wants me to go in and apologize to that Ye Fei." He finally understood the meaning behind this. Zhao Lun was so angry that he almost fainted on the ground.
But Zhao Lun didn't dare to oppose Zhao Wudi's words. He had only become the young master of the Zhao Clan because of his status as the eldest son. In the Zhao Clan, if there weren't a hundred other young masters, there were at least fifty. If he lost Zhao Wudi's support now, he would immediately be ostracized by the other brothers.
Thus, he was extremely unwilling. Zhao Lun thought about it for a while and was about to walk in. But then, a figure appeared. It was much faster and more straightforward than Zhao Lun.
"Which one of you is the North Sea Sword Monarch? The Old And Decrepit Liu Clan's steward has come bearing a humble gift." A scholarly old man rushed into the Monarch Pavilion with a gift box.
This gave the cultivators who hadn't left yet a fright. "Good fellow, the Liu Clan is really well-informed. They actually took the initiative to pay a visit to the North Sea Sword Monarch."
"Hmph, that's because the Liu Clan knows how to conduct themselves. Unlike the Zhao Clan. They actually pushed away such a powerful Sword Monarch. Damn, this Zhao Lun is crazy … "The cultivator didn't even finish his sentence.
When Zhao Lun saw the Liu Clan's steward rush in, he became anxious. He didn't care about losing face anymore. He immediately took out a few bottles of pills and shamelessly rushed in.
"Brother Ye, Brother Ye, what happened just now was purely a misunderstanding. Please listen to this young master, no, listen to my, Zhao Lun's, explanation."
The surrounding cultivators were dumbfounded. How much courage did one need to be so shameless to run in with a face full of smiles and beg for forgiveness after being slapped in the face?
Of course, what they didn't know was that Zhao Lun was completely forced by Zhao Wudi. Although his words sounded nice, he actually wished that Ye Fei would die immediately.
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"What? The Zhao Clan and the Liu Clan both want to see me?" In the pavilion, Ye Fei was still preparing to ask Zhao Sheng about Zhao Qianjun. Who would have thought that the Zhao Clan and the Liu Clan would react so quickly?
Especially when he heard Zhao Lun's voice. Ye Fei was speechless. Was this Zhao Clan's young master asking for a beating? Wasn't it enough? He actually took the initiative to come in and humiliate himself.
"Uncle Zhao, what do you think we should do about this?" Ye Fei rarely socialized. Zhao Sheng used to be an emperor, so he should be very familiar with such things.
Zhao Sheng nodded and analyzed objectively. "These two clans should be trying to rope you in. Why don't you take a look at their conditions and then decide which one to accept?"
Ye Fei's eyes involuntarily flashed with a touch of light. This Uncle Zhao was indeed worthy of being an emperor. He was very good at scheming.
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