223 Weathering Three Main Life Events! (2/2)

The group from the Ethereal Dao College was received and escorted by the college's cruiser. Wang Baole, Zhuo Yifan, Zhao Yameng as well as a few other Federation seedlings, started their journey back.

On the journey back, Wang Baole wasn't the only one looking forward excitedly to his return. The others also looked forward to going back. Based on the reward and recognition they were to receive from the Ethereal Dao College for becoming a Federation seedling, they should all receive a promotion when they returned!

Every one of them, when they returned, would be promoted to Deputy Pavilion Head of their respective pavilions!

It was impossible not to be excited about their new positions. Wang Baole's heart started beating rapidly as he thought about how the position of Deputy Pavilion Head was, at that moment, waiting for his occupancy. He wished he could teleport himself to the college directly.

As he grew excited about the authority he would wield in future in the Ethereal Dao College, he also started considering the need for allies. That was something that had been mentioned in the high officials' autobiographies. Wang Baole recalled in detail what he had read, then glanced at Zhuo Yifan, who was sitting at one corner. His eyes flashed instantly. He shifted over and put his arm around Zhuo Yifan's shoulder.

”Yifan, we'll all be Deputy Pavilion Heads after we return to college. Are you excited about that?”

Zhuo Yifan stared at Wang Baole. Based on his understanding of Wang Baole, he knew that the other youth had something he wanted to say. If it had been anyone else, he wouldn't even bother to ask. But since Wang Baole had spoken, Zhuo Yifan sighed inwardly before accommodating him and asking, ”What are you trying to say?”

”Haha, Yifan, are we good friends? We are, right? If we look at the details, we're friends who've survived life-or-death situations together. If we look at the bigger picture, it's the Spirit Inception Era, the Era of Apotheosis. We're fellow Daoists. We need to help each other out in our future journeys!” Wang Baole said animatedly, talking and thudding his chest at the same time.

”What I feel is, we need to form some sort of alliance. That way, when we all become gods in the future, the future generations will have something to call us by!”

Zhuo Yifan was confused. He couldn't make sense of Wang Baole's strange ideas.

”Snap out of your daze. Just look, you won't fulfill your ambitions staying in your family clan, so what's the point of your cultivation and excelling in your skills? You're just one person, after all. But if we form an alliance, you'll have me at your back, and the other members of our alliance. With so many people supporting you, if your family clan dares to make life difficult for you and turn you into a weapon, we'll crush them!” Wang Baole spoke arrogantly at first, then swiftly switched to a more persuasive tone.

Zhuo Yifan remained silent. What Wang Baole had said initially was something he didn't think was important for him to have. However, Wang Baole's last words stirred him. That was something he had been running away from since the beginning. He couldn't help but lift his head and stared at Wang Baole. After a long while, he nodded his head!

He nodded, partly because it was Wang Baole who proposed it. A tiny part of it was also because… he wanted to prepare for what was coming. It didn't matter that his family clan was powerful beyond measure and was not an entity that they could touch. Deep down in his heart, he still held a tiny flicker of hope and an intense warmth for the future that Wang Baole spoke of.

Seeing that Zhuo Yifan had been convinced, Wang Baole patted him excitedly on his shoulder, then looked at Zhao Yameng. He shifted over and squeezed next to Zhao Yameng. They were sitting so close to each other that he could smell the faint fragrance on her.

Zhao Yameng remained unfazed at Wang Baole's arrival. She glanced over calmly as if to remind Wang Baole that he was sitting too close to her.

That was Zhao Yameng's unique charm and ways that often made those who tried to approach her feel naturally unworthy and ashamed.

However, that method… was useless against Wang Baole.

Wang Baole smiled widely as if he was unaware of what Zhao Yameng was trying to convey with her glance. He shoved his head nearer and said softly, ”Meng'er…”

As soon as the words were out, Zhao Yameng, despite her natural composure, felt chills traveling through her. She felt discomfort as if she had goosebumps on her entire body.

”Eh, Yameng, we've gone through thick and thin together, right? And survived death together? You know, there are three main things in life that people weather together. Life and death, life or death danger, and hardships!” Wang Baole got excited when he said that.

”We've gone through all three together. Yifan and I are going to build an alliance. Why don't you join us too? In our future lives together, I'll hold your hand, and we'll walk hand-in-hand together.” Wang Baole thought he had said something most beautiful. He was extremely pleased with himself and couldn't help but pull out a bag of snacks. He had a few bites and passed the bag of snacks over to Zhao Yameng.

”If you eat this, that makes us a family!”

Zhao Yameng had a strange expression on her face. The three main things that Wang Baole had mentioned seemed to be the same thing to her. As for the last thing he said, it seemed to have some other meaning to it. But she was a reserved person and barely had any friends in the college. To be precise, she had one friend, and he was Wang Baole. She nodded, then after some thought, took the bag of snacks from Wang Baole. She picked a piece out and took a small bite.

Seeing how the alliance, which would undoubtedly stir a storm throughout the Federation in the future, had already secured two key members, Wang Baole waved his hands excitedly.

”Let's think of a name then. You guys start thinking too… why not we base it on our special traits? The Adonis Association. How about that? That name sounds great. Very apt!” Wang Baole laughed out loud. He felt he had a gift in naming things.

Zhuo Yifan was at a loss and remained silent. Zhao Yameng started to regret her decision…