Chapter 325: The Overbearing Wu Dao

Translator: KurazyTolanzuraytor Editor: Jay

Duan Ling Tian continued to choose to ignore him when faced with Wu Yong Qian who was about to go berserk, as if he entirely disregarded Wu Yong Qian…

He indeed didn’t take Wu Yong Qian to heart.

Duan Ling Tian’s disregard caused Wu Yong Qian’s flames of rage to practically burn to the limit.

As the foster son of the Megrez Peak’s Peak Master, and a Seven Star Sword Sect inner court disciple, when had he been disregarded by someone like this?

Wu Dao’s face slightly sank when being refused by Duan Ling Tian, and a bright light arose within his eyes as he stared at Duan Ling Tian. “Duan Ling Tian, you refuse me so straightforwardly?”

As the Peak Master of Megrez Peak, Wu Dao had his own pride.

Now that Duan Ling Tian actually brazenly refused his good intentions, it caused a ball of flames to arise within his heart.

“Peak Master, I’m sorry.” Duan Ling Tian had a calm gaze when faced with Wu Dao who had a face full of displeasure, and said indifferently.

Lu Qiu who stood by Duan Ling Tian’s side had a wisp of a bitter smile on his face, and he sighed in his heart. “This little fellow, it’s his fortune that the Peak Master wants to take him as a disciple… But he actually refused it.”

Lu Qiu had never imagined that Duan Ling Tian would actually refuse to become Wu Dao’s Personal Disciple.

Although Duan Ling Tian’s natural talent in the Martial Dao could be considered heaven defying, but he hadn’t matured yet after all, and seeking a good master within the Seven Star Sword Sect was undoubtedly of great benefit to him.

On the other side, Duan Ling Tian could still obtain a backing that would cause those people who wanted to do harm to him to feel afraid.

Now, Duan Ling Tian’s decision completely exceeded his expectations.

Wu Dao, the Peak Master of Megrez Peak, an expert whose strength could be placed in the top 10 of the Seven Star Sword Sect, actually desired to take Duan Ling Tian as his Personal Disciple… But Duan Ling Tian straightforwardly refused him without any considerations for Wu Dao’s feelings.

This caused his scalp to go numb.

“Duan Ling Tian.” Wu Dao’s gaze slowly become calm, but his expression when looking at Duan Ling Tian didn’t have the face filled with smiled from before, and his tone was slightly low. “Looks like you’re extremely confident of your strength… Do you think that with your natural talent, I, Wu Dao, the Peak Master of Megrez Peak, don’t have the qualifications to be your master?”

Duan Ling Tian frowned, then shook his head and said, “Peak Master, I’ve never thought like this, it’s only that I temporarily don’t have the intention of taking a master.”

Take a master?

Since he merged with the memories of Rebirth Martial Emperor, it was equal to Duan Ling Tian having a master in a different form, a master that didn’t hold back from him in the slightest.

That master was the Rebirth Martial Emperor!

The Rebirth Martial Emperor had once been an expert that stood at the peak of Cloud Continent.

Now, Duan Ling Tian could be considered to be refusing in a mild manner.

If he really were to say what he thought in his heart, he would say to Wu Dao. “Want me to take you as my master? Are you worthy?”

Duan Ling Tian polite refusal was undoubtedly an excuse in Wu Dao’s ears, causing Wu Dao’s expression to become even gloomier. “Duan Ling Tian, you’re extremely confident… But, a person can be confident, but once a person is overconfident, then it’s conceited!”

“Today, since I, Wu Dao, have spoken, wanting to take you as my Personal Disciple… Then I naturally wouldn’t easily take it back.” Wu Dao’s gaze descended onto Duan Ling Tian, and his words were filled with an indisputable overbearingness.

“Peak Master, nothing forcibly done is good.” Duan Ling Tian’s face slightly sank, as he never expected the Peak Master would be so hard to deal with.

At this moment, he felt that Zheng Fan was so amiable when compared to Wu Dao…

Could it be that this Wu Dao wanted to force him to take Wu Dao as his master?

Lu Qiu slightly frowned, as he felt Wu Dao was slightly going too far.

But, Wu Dao was the Peak Master of Megrez Peak, where he was only an outer court disciple of Megrez peak, thus there was a great disparity in their statuses. So, even if he didn’t like it, he didn’t dare say anything.

“Duan Ling Tian, since I’ve already spoken, there’s naturally no room for taking it back.” Wu Dao had a terrifyingly calm voice.

Duan Ling Tian’s brows knit together, is this Wu Dao a madman?

If I’m unwilling to take him as my master, he’s still able force me?

“Of course.” Suddenly, Wu Dao spoke once again, and looked at Duan Ling Tian. “I can give you a chance… Battle my foster son. If you can defeat my foster son, I can take it as I never spoke earlier. But if you suffer defeat at the hands of my foster son, then you must obediently become the Personal Disciple of I, Wu Dao.

“You can give up this opportunity… But after you give up, no matter if you’re willing or not, you, Duan Ling Tian, will be the Personal Disciple of I, Wu Dao! If you dare speak rashly outside and deny being the disciple of I, Wu Dao, then you’re going against I, Wu Dao. In the future, there won’t be place for you in the Seven Star Sword Sect anymore!” As he finished speaking, Wu Dao’s tone was filled with overbearingness and tyranny.

Duan Ling Tian’s face sank.

This Wu Dao, so overbearing!

There won’t be a place for me in the Seven Star Sword Sect anymore?

Does this Wu Dao really think he’s the Sect Leader of the Seven Star Sword Sect?

If one were to say who was the happiest at this moment, it would undoubtedly be Wu Yong Qian who stood behind Wu Dao.

“Duan Ling Tian, do you dare fight me?” Wu Yong Qian looked at Duan Ling Tian with eyes that flickered with a sharp light, and the corners of his mouth curled into a cold and indifferent smile.

As far as he was concerned, this was an opportunity.

If he defeated this Duan Ling Tian, his foster father would surely be extremely pleased.

And the status he possessed within the heart of his foster father would surely rise.

“Peak Master, will you keep your word?” Duan Ling Tian still disregarded Wu Yong Qian, and when Wu Yong Qian’s expression became incomparably ferocious, he looked at Wu Dao and asked indifferently.

His tone didn’t contain any feeling.

“I, Wu Dao, am the Peak Master of Megrez Peak. Would I deceive a kid like you?” Wu Dao sneered with he heard Duan Ling Tian, but traces of bright lights appeared within his eyes.

He knew that Duan Ling Tian had taken the bait.

Even though he had heard of Duan Ling Tian killing Shi Hao with a cultivation at the sixth level of the Origin Core Stage, and knew Duan Ling Tian had the ability to kill enemies that were stages higher than him…

But as far as he was concerned, even if Duan Ling Tian had broken through to the seventh level of the Origin Core Stage now, it would still be impossible for Duan Ling Tian to be a match for his foster son.

Even though the natural talent of his foster son wasn’t high, but his foster son was a ninth level Origin Core Stage inner court disciple after all.

Even if Duan Ling Tian had broken through to the seventh level of the Origin Core Stage, that would also be having just broken through and Duan Ling Tian’s foundation wouldn’t be stable yet.

Moreover…

“Qian.” A wisp of coldness appeared on the corners of Wu Dao’s mouth as he suddenly spoke.

“Foster father.” Wu Yong Qian withdrew his vicious gaze from Duan Ling Tian, and looked respectfully at Wu Dao.

In his heart, his foster father was the heavens.

The heavens that couldn’t be defied.

Duan Ling Tian frowned.

What did this Wu Dao want to do?

In next to no time, Duan Ling Tian saw a three foot long blade appear out of thin air in Wu Dao’s hand, and Duan Ling Tian’s face went grim.

“Qian, use father’s autumn water, and properly experience the ability of the number one disciple in our Seven Star Sword Sect’s outer court.” Wu Dao passed the three foot long blade in his hand to Wu Yong Qian.

This three foot long blade had a smooth blade that was flickered with translucence, like a pool of autumn water swaying…

“Grade six spirit sword!” Lu Qiu who stood beside Duan Ling Tian had a shocked expression, and couldn’t help but exclaim in a low voice when he saw the three foot long blade in Wu Dao’s hand.

Autumn Water.

Wasn’t it the grade six spirit sword in the possession of the Megrez Peak’s Master, Wu Dao?

He never imagined that for the sake of allowing his foster son, Wu Yong Qian, to defeat Duan Ling Tian, Wu Dao actually even took out the grade six spirit sword he carried everywhere on his person.

Wu Dao’s actions caused Lu Qiu to feel uncomfortable in his heart.

As far as he was concerned, in this way, even if Wu Yong Qian were to win, it was a victory that didn’t rely on Wu Yong Qian’s own strength.

“Yes, foster father.” Wu Yong Qian’s eyes lit up, and solemnly received Autumn Water. His figure slightly trembled as he was rather excited.

Grade six spirit sword!

Even though as far as Wu Yong Qian was concerned, even if he didn’t have a grade seven spirit sword, it would be impossible for Duan Ling Tian to be his match, but now that he had the opportunity to use is foster father’s grade six spirit sword, it still caused him to feel a burst of joy.

“Don’t let me down.” Wu Dao indifferently said to Wu Yong Qian.

“Don’t worry foster father.” Wu Yong Qian solemnly nodded, he held Autumn Water in his hands, as his fierce gaze descended onto Duan Ling Tian, seeming to be waiting to swallow Duan Ling Tian up.

Meanwhile, Duan Ling Tian’s expression eased up slightly.

But his gaze when he looked at Wu Dao instead became icy cold and unfamiliar….

For the sake of making me his Personal Disciple, this Wu Dao is actually despicable to this extent, even taking out his own grade six spirit sword and passing it to Wu Yong Qian.

Just for the sake of allowing Wu Yong Qian to defeat me!

If it was said that Duan Ling Tian was dissatisfied of Wu Dao earlier, then now, he held Wu Dao in disdain from the bottom of his heart.

As far as he was concerned, this was a person that couldn’t take a loss!

Asking an inner court disciple to deal with an outer court disciple like Duan Ling Tian was already a victory that wasn’t because of one’s strength, but now he actually even took out his grade six spirit sword.

Was there any difference from cheating?

“Such a person wants to become my master?” Duan Ling Tian’s face seemed to be covered in a layer of cold ice, and he looked calmly at Wu Yong Qian who stared at him fiercely.

He noticed the confidence on Wu Yong Qian’s face.

This Wu Yong Qian really thought that he would be able to defeat me once he had a grade six spirit sword?

The corners of Duan Ling Tian’s mouth curled into a wisp of disdain that was difficult to notice.

Meanwhile, Wu Dao retreated a few steps, and under his gaze Lu Qiu moved aside to observe from the side.

For a time, there was an empty space within the vast Audience Hall.

Duan Ling Tian and Wu Yong Qian stood facing each other.

Whoosh!

In Duan Ling Tian’s hand, a three foot long blade appeared out of thin air, it was precisely the grade seven spirit sword he withdrew from his Spatial Ring.

Even though Duan Ling Tian was a grade seven weapons craftsman now, and was even capable of refining a grade seven spirit weapon that provided an amplification of 31%, but he still didn’t refine one himself yet…

This grade seven spirit sword was one of the spoils from his previous battles.

And possessed an ordinary amplification ability.

“Duan Ling Tian, my foster father wanted to take you as a Personal Disciple, and that’s looking highly of you… You, not only were you not be grateful for his kindness, but actually arrogantly refused! Today, I, Wu Yong Qian, will properly teach you a lesson in my foster father’s place. I will let you know that there are always others that are stronger than you!” At the same time that Wu Yong Qian’s cold and indifferent voice sounded out, traces of a sheen of Origin Energy fluctuations arose on Autumn Water in his hand.

The Origin Energy increased explosively, and raged about.

Swoosh!

Instantly, lifelike ancient mammoth silhouettes condensed into form, one by one, above Wu Dao… He prepared to dash out at any moment.