Cherished By Seven Sisters by Melvin Houle

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!

crossed swords with Heavenly Sword King, you must be quite the big shot. You wouldn’t make things difficult

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?

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

his words seemed harmless enough, but upon closer reflection, one could detect the undercurrent of his

said, Alexander naturally couldn’t

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truly reveal

is privileged enough

spoke nonchalantly, inside,

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

of his sleeve, Alexander turned his back once more and said, “All right, all of you can descend the

Youngblood!” The group retreated down the

depths of Alexander’s eyes. “Hmph, what an ungrateful little

way down the mountain, Devon and Caden frequently cast chilling glances