Chapter 863 Not Worthy Enough


    Peter wasn’t qualified enough.


    Devon praised, “Your guess is right. The inheritor is indeed not Peter, but Tigger from Rabid Gang.


    However, do you know that Tigger is even less qualified?”


    “Why would you say that?”


    With a scoff, Devon replied, “Do you really think a loser at the Energy Cultivation Stage is worthy


    enough?”


    “Energy Cultivation Stage?”


    At first, Killian was taken aback. With a tone of displeasure, he said, “He truly is a loser among losers.


    But if he’s so worthless, how did he manage to obtain the Sword King’s inheritance?”


    Devon smacked his lips. “The Heavenly Sword King has been gone for so many years. All that’s left at


    the Sword King Mountain is but a remnant. It’s only normal to–make mistakes. in judgment sometimes.”


    Killian furrowed his brows.


    Naturally, he didn’t believe what Devon had said.


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    Even if what remained at Sword King Mountain was merely a fragment of the Heavenly Sword King,


    things couldn’t possibly be this absurd. Out of all the mentees from the Three Sword Sects who were at


    the Foundation Stage, there was no reason why a lousy outsider at the Energy Cultivation Stage would


    be chosen.


    Devon was carefully observing the changes in Killian’s expression. With a bemused look, he asked,


    “What’s the matter? Are you worried that the loser might be ying tricks? That doesn’t sound like you


    at all!”


    His words wereden with meaning.


    Suddenly, Killian’s furrowed brows smoothed out. He said dismissively, “After all these years I’ve spent


    in the sect, don’t you know me well? It doesn’t matter if he’s only at the Energy Cultivation Stage. Even


    if he were at the same stage as me, I still wouldn’t ept the fact that he got the inheritance.”


    “Hah! That’s what a true mentee of the Origin Sword Sect is like. Tigger is nothing but


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    trash. He just got extremely lucky.”


    “Why did you summon me here, Mr. Jaillot?”


    “I want you to challenge Peter.”


    “Challenge Peter?”


    A hint of confusion crossed Killian’s face. “That fat loser had always been beneath me. He doesn’t even


    deserve to be challenged. But I suppose I could have some fun tormenting


    him.”


    Whenever Killian was in a bad mood, he would provoke Peter. He vented his frustrations by trampling


    over the ego of this supposed prodigy from the Soul Sword Sect.


    This method proved to be highly effective.


    His mood was horrible that day, anyway. Since he needed an outlet to vent, he thought that tormenting


    Peter wasn’t a bad idea. However, challenging Peter would not be an apt description. It would be too


    demeaning for Killian.


    Therefore, Killian was quite perplexed.


    Devon exined, “You don’t know this, but Peter was right beside Tigger when Tigger received the


    Sword King’s inheritance. As a result, Peter managed to gain a bit of sword energy. Now, he’s already a


    swordmaster.”


    Whoosh!


    As soon as Devon said that, a vicious glint appeared in Killian’s eyes.


    “Swordmaster! That fat slob managed to reach the master level? He must have gotten lucky! Looks like


    I can’t let him off without giving him a good thrashing!”


    Killian was filled with an extreme sense of injustice and disdain.


    Devon asked, “Are you


    confident?”


    “Haha…” Killian chuckled coldly. “You underestimate me. In fact, when I returned from my journey, I


    was about to bring some good news to you. It’s just that news about the Sword King’s inheritance has


    left me feeling rather annoyed.”


    Afte he said that, a surge of master–level sword energy poured from him.


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    This scene took Devon and Caden by surprise, causing them to jolt. Their disbelief was palpable.


    Devon’s eyes sparkled as he eximed, “You’ve actually be a swordmaster! Haha! As expected


    of a prodigy from the Origin Sword Sect. You’re far superior to my disappointing children. I’ll have to


    seriously consider to whom I should pass on the position of sect leader in the future!”


    Devon’s words, regardless of whether they were true or false, clearly demonstrated his high regard for


    Killian.


    With a boastful grin, Killian dered, “I’ve honed my skills as a swordsmaster through my own efforts.


    I’m better than that fatty who only reached this stage through sheer luck.”