468 Chance to mess around (1/2)
But no matter how insane this coincidence was, I decided to hold myself from making any assumptions. Just like humans would tend to see the faces in any random three points, my mind could just be playing tricks on me, trying to find the connection in places it never existed.
”While it does not influence our greatest Goose sect, it's already obvious that as soon as people realise during the grand opening ceremony that their guardian is not there to protect them, the ensuing challenges will attempt to rip their entire mountain in pieces, with everyone else trying to claim their resources. And we can't allow that!”
With how serious Monica's face was, not to speak about the clear anxiety still visible on her disciples' faces even after the reason for their summons were cleared out, I could tell how important this matter was to them. Just by recalling the fact that my tests started with the elders asking me to consume as much of penguin bread as I could, it became obvious how close ties those two organisations had!
”Henceforth, while I know it will be hard, I need you all to challenge as many people as you can. As for you, Peter, I think you are owed some explanation first.”
As Monica's eyes finally landed on me, I could tell that her next words would finally clarify the situation. Yet while she might hope that I could help her out in this sect affair, little did she know that I was only interested whether I could make use of this opportunity for my own benefit!
”I scouted you and did my very best to poach you into my ranks mostly because I had no other choice than to recognise your strength. I hope that with your lengthy cultivation, you managed to recover after our session?”
Instantly forced to ignore the jealous looks of the male disciples of the Monica, I simply smiled and nodded my head, still eager to hear more about the entire situation before making any form of judgement.
”That's great then. What I want you to do, is to challenge the peacock sect, leading disciple of the middle tier. To put it in short words, he is at the same level as the white uniforms of our sect, while being the strongest disciple in his class. Do you think you can handle him?”
Looking at me with her eyes only betraying how serious she was, I realised that it was my time to once again put my dao of bullshiting into use.
”Teacher, if his level is similar to that one last disciple I had to fight with during my trials, then you don't need to worry about it. Unless he is several times stronger than that poor guy, I don't think there is any need to even consider it a challenge for me!”
”Good then. As for what I want you to demand in the challenge, is the bootle of the peacock milk. While I know its name sounds stupid, you wouldn't believe how potent it is in revealing one's innate energy!”