Cherished By Seven Sisters Novel
Cherished By Seven Sisters by Melvin Houle Chapter 883

Chapter 883 Narrow Minded 

Originally, Emrys had reached absolute–phase of Golden Elixir stage, equal in stature to the so–called Alexander. However, a few complications arose later 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. 

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 become 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 was completely 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 become 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 hearty laugh. 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 glance, 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 nonchalantly, inside, he was already bursting with joy, 

He felt relieved that Emrys had not agreed to become 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 flashed 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 glances 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 flashed a playful 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 explanation. 

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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becoming his disciples, but none were deemed worthy. 

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