Chapter 883 Narrow Minded


    Originally, Emrys had reached absolute–phase of Golden Elixir stage, equal in stature to the so–called


    Alexander. However, a fewplications aroseter on, but those in no way affected Emrys‘


    temperament.


    Emrys was brimming with confidence. After altering his training regimen, he was certain that his


    abilities would soon rival, if not surpass, those at absolute–phase of Golden Elixir


    stage.


    Naturally, he didn’t take Alexander to heart.


    Therefore, Alexander thought that what he gave to Emrys was a great fortune, but he didn’t realize that


    in Emrys‘ eyes, it was hardly worth mentioning.


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    Upon hearing Emrys‘ response, Alexander frowned. A hint of danger even seeped through his


    demeanor as he angrily retorted, “Do you think I’m not qualified enough to be your mentor?”


    Murderous intent? Emrys was instantly taken aback. I didn’t expect him to be shockingly narrow–


    minded. Just because I had refused to be his disciple, he had actually harbored intentions to kill


    me. Would such a person have held back when initially dueling with Heavenly Sword King? It seemed


    like all those so–called killing techniques he bragged about before were just bullcrap!


    Emrys waspletely fearless. He chuckled and said, “Since you’ve crossed swords with Heavenly


    Sword King, you must be quite the big shot. You wouldn’t make things difficult for me just because I


    refused to be your disciple, would you?”


    Alexander’s deep–set eyes narrowed, and the dangerous aura that had been emanating from him was


    instantly reined in. “Ha–ha, what a joke! Who do you think I am? How could I possibly give a young one


    like you a hard time over such a trivial matter? Young man, you’ve got quite the character!”


    Alexander stroked his pale beard, letting out a heartyugh. He then looked deeply into Emrys‘ eyes


    and said, “Your name is Tigger, yes? Excellent, truly outstanding. I’ll remember you. I believe that with


    your talent in swordsmanship, it won’t be long before your name will send tremors throughout Mount


    Kushburn.”


    At first nce, his words seemed harmless enough, but upon closer reflection, one could detect the


    undercurrent of his anger.


    Given what Emrys had just said, Alexander naturally couldn’t lose his temper again.


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    Otherwise, it would truly reveal his narrow–mindedness.


    Caden scoffed. “You’ll understand someday what you’ve missed today. Not everyone is privileged


    enough to receive the blessings of Old Mr. Youngblood.”


    He could certainly perceive Alexander’s irritation. Although he spoke nonchntly, inside, he was


    already bursting with joy,


    He felt relieved that Emrys had not agreed to be Alexander’s apprentice, Otherwise, he and


    Devon would have been destined to face a disaster that day.


    With a wave of his sleeve, Alexander turned his back once more and said, “All right, all of you can


    descend the mountain now!”


    “Yes, Old Mr. Youngblood!” The group retreated down the mountain path they had just ascended.


    Not long after they had left, a sudden burst of ominous darkness shed in the profound depths of


    Alexander’s eyes. “Hmph, what an ungrateful little wretch he is, but I must admit, he’s quite sharp–


    witted.”


    On the way down the mountain, Devon and Caden frequently cast chilling nces toward Emrys, their


    lips curling into cold, mocking smiles,


    Of course, Emrys didn’t pay them any mind.


    Upon returning to Soul Sword Sect, Ruben spoke with a heavy heart, “Mr. Griffins, you really are


    foolish. Back on that mountain, you shouldn’t have rejected the kindness of Old Mr. Youngblood.”


    “Oh? Why do you say that?” Feigning ignorance, Emrys shed a yful smile and said, “I believe that


    having the inheritance of Heavenly Sword King is more than enough for me. I don’t need any more


    lethal skills. Old Mr. Youngblood, you can surely find a more suitable disciple than me.”


    “Sigh, it seems like you truly don’t understand, Mr. Griffins.” Ruben shook his head, letting out a soft


    sigh. However, he didn’t offer any further exnation.


    Cultivators who had reached absolute–phase of Golden Elixir Stage had sharp senses. No one knew if


    Alexander was paying attention to that side, so Ruben couldn’t possibly tell Emrys what he was


    thinking. It wasn’t a matter of whether you needed more lethal skills or not. It was a matter of Old Mr.


    Youngblood’s reputation.


    Alexander had always been revered by Three Sword Sects. Countless people dreamt of


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    bing his disciples, but none were deemed worthy.