kingnovel Chapter 228 Ridicule
Chapter 228 Ridicule
"Who knows?" The burly man shrugged. "Maybe he's just trying his luck, hoping to get accepted by the Star-Picking Pavilion by sheer chance."
"Haha, that's a huge joke!" The man with the pointed mouth and monkey-like face couldn't help but burst into laughter. "A piece of trash like him wants to enter the Star-Picking Pavilion? What a pipe dream!"
"However, on the other hand, since he is Bai Ziyu's younger brother, even if he is a good-for-nothing, the Star Picking Pavilion should still give him some face, right?"
"Who knows? The Star-Picking Pavilion is known for its fairness and impartiality, so they might not care about his background at all."
"That's hard to say. After all, Bai Ziyu is an examiner at the Star-Picking Pavilion, and he might secretly help him out."
"Alas, life is truly unpredictable!" the man with the pointed chin and monkey-like face sighed. "I wonder what the results of this year's admissions assessment will be."
The surrounding chatter grew louder and more unpleasant.
Shen Yunxi looked at Bai Ruoan and found that his expression remained indifferent, as if they weren't talking about him at all.
His composure impressed her.
Mo Wusang waved his folding fan, a smile playing on his lips: "Speaking of Bai Ziyu, he's truly a battle maniac!"
Shen Ruoyu slumped onto the table: "So what? What does it have to do with us?"
"Of course it's related!" Mo Wusang said with an air of knowing everything. "However, he's not the kind of simple battle maniac. You know what? He loves to challenge those chosen ones who are highly regarded by the world. The more famous they are, the more he wants to challenge them, even if their strength is far below his. He enjoys it nonetheless."
As he spoke, he clicked his tongue twice, shook his head, and sighed, "Those geniuses he targeted often couldn't escape his clutches, and were utterly crushed by him, tsk tsk tsk..."
Shen Yichen was stunned. He opened his mouth slightly and asked incredulously, "So arrogant? Is there no one who can control him?"
Mo Wusang, fanning himself with a folding fan and exuding an air of erudition, explained, "The Star-Picking Pavilion, to put it bluntly, is just a cultivation platform, not a school for disciplining disciples' conduct. As long as no one gets killed, they won't bother with these trivial matters."
He lowered his voice again and said mysteriously, "Besides, the Bai family's influence in Beiyuan is deeply rooted. Even the Star-Picking Pavilion has to give them some face, right?"
Shen Yichen recalled that a few years ago, Bai Zhenting, the head of the Bai family, relied on his son Bai Ziyu's outstanding performance at the Star Picking Pavilion to show off his power in front of the Shen family. He even openly mocked Shen Yunxi as a good-for-nothing who could not cultivate.
In fact, over the past six years, the Shen family has been suppressed, whether intentionally or unintentionally.
The two family heads almost came to blows, and it was only after the Grand Elder intervened that the dispute was resolved.
Looking back now, it's really infuriating.
Just then, the sound of conversation from the next table drifted over.
"Speaking of useless people, Bai Ruoan isn't the only cultivation waste who signed up for the Star-Picking Pavilion this year." A greasy voice, tinged with sarcasm, said. He had overheard the people from Beiyuan talking about it a few days ago while drinking tea at the teahouse.
The man said that Shen Yunxi was now at the fifth level of the Spirit Lord realm. He didn't believe it at all. How could a piece of trash cultivate to the fifth level of the Spirit Lord realm in six years!
"Oh? Who else is there? Tell us." Another voice asked, full of curiosity.
"Who else could it be? That one from the Shen family, tsk tsk, I really don't know how a cultivation genius like Shen Jiangchen could have given birth to such a morally corrupt good-for-nothing as Shen Yunxi."
"Shen Yunxi? Didn't she die six years ago?" The man was even more surprised.