Han Ziyu's threat was nothing more than a minor episode to Wei Zong.
After wandering around the city of Guangcheng Prefecture for a while, he went back to retreat.
Another half month has passed since this retreat.
Today is the day for selection in Guangcheng Mansion to select the five strongest disciples of the younger generation to participate in the trial at the Tower of the Black Sun.
In the Palace Lord's Mansion, all the big bosses who rarely see each other gathered together and stayed here early with their proud juniors, waiting for Cheng Yuanlong's arrival.
Among the young and powerful generation in Guangcheng Mansion, Cheng Xinxin died. At this time, the two strongest people were Han Ziyu, the grandson of Han Xingyuan, the great envoy, and Jiang Feichen, the grandson of Jiang Taihe, the second engraver.
The master of the palace was not here, so Han Xingyuan and Jiang Taihe were the two people with the highest status present. They stood at the front. Behind them, Han Ziyu and Jiang Feichen stood almost side by side.
"Did you have a breakthrough too?"
Han Ziyu frowned and looked at Jiang Feichen who was standing next to him. Although the aura on him was a little unstable, there was no doubt that he was at the fifth level of the spiritual sea.
"Brother Han, you can break through, why can't I?"
Jiang Feichen just said something nonchalantly, looking a little indifferent.
"Feichen, what are you talking about? Ziyu also has good intentions, how can you neglect others like this?"
At this time, in front of him, Jiang Taihe, who heard what they were talking about, turned around, lightly tapped Jiang Feichen on the head, and then smiled at Han Ziyu and said, "Ziyu, you also know the character of Feichen.
, you must not mind."
Jiang Taihe's attitude made Han Ziyu a little flattered. He quickly said: "Grandpa Jiang, you are joking. I know exactly what kind of person Feichen is. He treats everyone like this. How can I be angry with him?"
"That's good!"
Jiang Taihe smiled and nodded, then turned back.
Han Ziyu lingered on Jiang Feichen, Jiang Tai and his grandfather and grandson for a while, and his mood was quite complicated. The two priests were good old people, but the grandson he gave birth to was as smelly and hard as a stone. He was lonely and dull by nature, and his limbs were well-developed and his mind was weak.
Simple. But that's fine, otherwise he would have to worry about whether the other party would compete with him for the captain's position.
While several people were talking, the chief priest, Han Xingyuan, had been sitting aside with his eyes closed, as if everything had nothing to do with him.
It wasn't until a moment later that he opened his eyes and whispered: "The palace master is here."
As soon as his words came out, the noise at the scene stopped immediately, and everyone immediately looked at the center, above the main seat.
A figure suddenly appeared on it, it was Cheng Yuanlong.
"I've met the Lord of the Palace!"
Everyone saluted together, even Han Xingyuan was no exception.
"No gift."
Cheng Yuanlong raised his hand, and after everyone stood up, he directly entered the topic: "Everyone, the purpose of calling everyone here today must be clear to everyone. We need to select the five strongest disciples from among your juniors.
Go and participate…”
Looking at Cheng Yuanlong chatting in front of him, Han Xingyuan, who was closest to him, frowned. He always felt that something was wrong with the palace master today. But he couldn't tell what was wrong specifically.
"Forget it, just wait and see what happens."
he thinks.
"But, I suddenly changed my mind, Wei Zong, come in."
As he spoke, Cheng Yuanlong suddenly changed his voice and shouted behind him.
Everyone was attracted by his words and looked curiously. At this time, Wei Zong, who was dressed in black robes, walked out. He held the Shattering Void Sword and walked to Cheng Yuanlong, facing the doubts of everyone who looked over.
He looked questioningly, but still remained calm.
"Huh? This sword is..."
Unlike others, Han Xingyuan focused more on the sword held in Wei Zong's hand.
"Grandpa, what happened to this sword?"
Hearing his grandfather's voice, Han Ziyu beside him asked softly.
"If I'm not wrong, this sword should have been obtained by the Palace Master after he destroyed a medium-sized sword sect. This sword is the sect-suppressing spiritual weapon of that sword sect, and it is an earth-level super-grade long sword. Because
None of our worshipers use swords, so the master of the palace has kept him hidden in the spiritual vault. Unexpectedly, he was given a reward to this boy. It seems that the master of the palace values this boy very much!"
While saying this, Han Xingyuan took a deep look at Wei Zong.
But he didn't notice that after hearing what he said, Han Ziyu was already gnashing his teeth, and his face was twisted with jealousy.
"It's actually a long sword of the highest grade on the earth level. It's only one step away from the heaven level. This kind of thing is extremely precious even in the spiritual vault."
The palace master's attention to Wei Zong made Han Ziyu's jealousy burn brightly, which further strengthened his determination to deal with Wei Zong.
Wei Zong's appearance made the scene noisy. Everyone looked at Wei Zong curiously and talked about it.
"Be quiet!"
Cheng Yuanlong spoke, and after the scene quieted down, he pointed at Wei Zong and said: "The change of mind I mentioned before was related to Wei Zong. I should have selected five people. But, I didn't consider that there were so many people there.
Yes, it would be great if our house can get a quota, so I decided to leave the task of going to the Tower of the Black Sun to Wei Zong alone!"
Seeing the shocked expressions of the people in front of him, Wei Zong curled his lips. This was naturally what he meant. Han Ziyu reminded himself before that he suddenly thought that there was no need to go to five people. He alone was enough.
Yes, if others go, they will only cause trouble for him.
As soon as Cheng Yuanlong's words came out, the scene immediately exploded.
"What? Him? Who is this kid and why?"
"That's right, why should we be deprived of our quota just because of him? Isn't this fair?"
"That's right, unfair?"
…
Most of those who were dissatisfied at the scene were the younger generation. Their elders frowned slightly and did not immediately express their attitude. However, they supported their younger generation's venting of dissatisfaction. In fact, they were also somewhat dissatisfied with Cheng Yuanlong's attitude.
Convinced.
"He goes alone?"
At this time, even Jiang Feichen, who pretended to be dull in front of outsiders, couldn't help it anymore. He still wanted to compete for the position of captain. Now that they didn't have to go, what else could they do?
At this time, he suddenly looked towards Han Ziyu, calmed down, and showed an expression as if the show was about to begin.
Sure enough, Han Ziyu was almost out of breath at this moment. He suddenly took a step forward, attracting the attention of everyone present.
"Han Ziyu, what are you doing, come back here!"
At this time, Han Xingyuan felt something was wrong. He didn't want his grandson to become the leader, so he yelled at him.
However, Han Ziyu, who had always been extremely afraid of his grandfather, did not listen to Han Xingyuan this time. He mustered up the courage, looked directly at Cheng Yuanlong and said: "Palace Master, I don't accept it!"
"Oh? Why don't you accept it?"
Cheng Yuanlong held his head in one hand and asked with interest.
Han Ziyu suddenly pointed at Wei Zong and said angrily: "Master, why should we all be deprived of our qualifications just because of this guy who doesn't know his origins? Even if we are not allowed to go, we should be given a reason."