115 Chapter 115 (1/2)

”Why don't you say that again but to my face this time. These women are mine. If you want them then you gotta make sure that you have what it takes to get them.”

Clark uttered these words slowly towards a handsome man with the same style and color of Wu Da's robes.

It took the hues of brown and with sparse bloody sword insignia all over its design and it could be easily surmised that this was most probably the natural wear for Outer Disciples like them.

Most cultivators in the crowd wore the same garments and only a few were clothed in the fiery glow of vermilion red tinged with spots of black near the edges of their robes.

”HAHAHA! Did you all hear that? A little chicken wants to jump and wishes to be a mighty Phoenix in one leap! You sure are funny, boy!

As your Older Brother in the sect, I will forgive you just this once. Turn around and take the test but you need to leave these two women behind you.

You don't have to worry at all because I will take good care of them in your place.”

The yet to be named Outer Disciple laughed heartily and he was joined by four of his close friends in the melee of mirth which serenaded the scene.

All around them, not a few were sporting smiles on their faces as they loved to see drama of this kind whenever it happened in their midst.

The newbies of the Demonic Sword Sect really had it bad and almost everyone in attendance had suffered the same fate in one way or another also.

This was just an early wake up call to this arrogant junior to show him where his place really was inside this heartless place of cultivation.

And that was of course way way down the ladder of power. New students of the sect were weak peons and nothing more.

”Hmmm...” In reaction to all this blatant show of merriment at his expense, Clark could only share this open joy with but a silent smile of his own.

When Outer Disciple Wu Da witnessed this familiar smile on our good gamer's face, he could not help but experience a myriad of goosebumps all over his body.

”YUN TENG! These fresh bloods are under my protection. You should not mess with my affairs!”

Wu Da interjected bravely. He did not want to see more deaths today especially not after witnessing the cruel methods of this monstrous boy near him.

”Come with me, Young Master Clark.” Wu Da spoke gently at this time and without further ado, began walking towards the entrance of the Assessment Pavilion.

'Please be smart for just one moment in your life, Yun Teng and keep your mouth shut!'

Wu Da offered an earnest prayer for his colleague in order to abdicate himself from any more violence that particularly concerned with Young Master Clark.

If he would be luckless in his plea then at least he would have absolutely liked to be as far as he can possibly go, away and beyond the vicinity of conflict.

HAHAHA! You should know that the Inner Disciples Exam is close at hand.

After he succeeds in becoming an Inner Disciple, let me see how you can still raise your head high in my presence by then.

So I advise you to tuck in your tails and follow what I tell you right now.

In return, I will remember this favor and be lenient in how I settle you and the lot of trash like you when that time comes. You should know what is best for you, Wu Da!

Do choose wisely!” Yun Teng crossed his arms on his chest as he awaited an answer for his words.

Although it would be so easy to defeat Wu Da but the force behind him could not be handled with the same convenience.

Yun Teng was already at the 8th Stage of Mortal Shedding Realm but Long Tian has surpassed him in leaps and bounds in terms of cultivation attainments.

Long Tian had recently just achieved the Peak Stage of Mortal Shedding Realm. As such, it was not that wise for Yun Teng to cause trouble in this way.

”I did my best, Young Master Clark.” Please exercise tolerance for my fellow Outer Disciple.

Wu Da had wanted to add the latter part but then he recalled how irritating Yun Teng's words were just now and so could only add these final words in his mind...

'I hope you die a painful death, Yun Teng.' Wu Da sighed and he felt no guilt whatsoever in his unspoken petition.

If anyone deserved a cruel death in this Demonic Sword Sect then Yun Teng was most certainly one among those special breed of psychopaths.

Wu Da bowed slightly and awaited on the side. He would not want to miss this one sided thrashing for anything else in the world today.

”HAHAHA! You have judged accurately, Wu Da. I never doubted one bit that you could use what little brain you have when crucial and important moments like these arise before you.

Well done, my friend!” Yun Teng laughed sarcastically for effect. He loved the audience's eyes on him and so basked some more in what small victories he had in the present.

Little did he know that amidst the multitudes of people who were gathered around him, a single person was busy throwing ingenious profanities in his way.

'Fool! Dumb! Moren!' Wu Da cursed inside but otherwise kept his silence.

The game was already out of his hands at this moment. And all he had to do was wait for the likely result of this dispute.

”Wu Da has taken the correct path, boy. How about you? I won't blame you if you look the other way and give possession of your women in mute agreement. Who knows?

Maybe when you enter the Outer Disciples Court, you and I will become fast friends later. You can call me Big Brother and I will call you my Little Brother. What do you say, boy?”

Yun Teng wanted to prolong this debacle. He wished to see the lovely picture of despair shine brightly in the eyes of this arrogant junior.

And after that, a sonata of denial and lament would follow amidst the hot tears of impotence. This man loved to spit in the weakness of others.