NovelEnglishChapter 1944
Morton’s clan was naturally inferior in comparison to the Dual Sovereign Pavilion. Nonetheless, his clan
was one of the few great clans in his city and he had been brought up with the belief that he was the
chosen one, carrying the burden of making his clan proud.
Then there was the fact that he had never faced failure before so it was no wonder he was extremely
confident in himself. He felt he was unique and was not nurtured by the Dual Sovereign Pavilion only
because of his age. However, he believed that once there, he would surely advance quickly in a short
time. He would climb the metaphorical ladder and use the position of the internal disciple as a stepping
stone. In good time, he would be promoted to an elder disciple, and then there’s no stopping him to
become a chosen disciple.
He might even hold important positions within the sect. His clan would surely be proud of him then.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThat was why he was unwilling to be deemed equal to Gerald-partly because of his confidence and
partly because of his inferiority complex.
This little test was akin to an entrance exam so how dared they think he would not be able to light up
the five lights. He had never been so humiliated before. Morton gave out a loud snort and turned his
gaze to scan the crowd. “You all listen closely now. Don’t you dare use your level to judge me! I’ve
already said that the sengen pill was specially prepared for me so don’t blame me for hurting you if you
all continue to talk like that.”
Immediately, the crowd went dead silent. However, he could not stop them from what they were
thinking. There was no denying Morton was very powerful and most of the people present there would
not be able to win in a fight against him but this did not mean that he would be able to light up five
lights.
Everyone had seen for themselves just how difficult It was to light up five lights. It was truly beyond
anyone’s level. Initially, Gerald did not want to bother Morton with his illusory grandeur and annoying
talk. Gerald was the complete opposite of him, he liked to get straight to the point so there was no fun
in talking to Morton.
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However, Morton had gone overboard this time to the extent that even Gerald could not keep his mouth
shut. He turned to face Morton and said with a mocking smile, “Why don’t you give it a rest? You’re
making it sound as if the sengen pill is already in your possession. Am I invisible to you?”
Morton laughed coldly and raised an eyebrow as he looked at Gerald. “Of course not but I would say
you’re close. In my eyes, you’re only a tad bigger than a grasshopper.”
Gerald was itching to give Morton an *ss-whooping. “I would have whooped your *ss if it wasn’t for the
rules imposed on us. Don’t you feel any shame at all? Why don’t you show us what you’re really made
of? Who knows you might be able to change my mind,” said he in a louder voice.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTheir bickering had turned white-hot and they might even really end up in a fight if the situation
continued on the way it was. Ambrose had no choice but to step in though he must admit he was
enjoying the show. “No fighting during the test. If the two of you want to give it a go, you should go to
the sect’s battle arena after passing the test.”
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It was only natural they would listen to Ambrose as the consequences of not doing so were not
something they could afford. Both of them gave out a scoff at the same time and turned to look away.
It seemed like Morton had really gotten under Gerald’s skin and the latter thought he should get this
over with. “Who’s next? I’ll go if no one wants to go next!”
It was better to prove to Morton that he was indeed much stronger than him than to stand there and
listen to him yap away. He planned to shut Morton up for good-that good for nothing brat.
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