Treasure Hunting

Chapter 14 A Grand Debut

"Is Zachary here?" the disciple asked. He called out again. He looked around but didn't see Zachary.

"I wouldn't be too surprised. He is likely too afraid to come here and take the selection...again." Benjamin hated Zachary with such passion.

"He failed the selection three years in a row. Knowing that he would fail again this time, he is likely ashamed to come here and embarrass himself further."

"It will be the same even if he takes the selection one hundred times."

"He must have realized that he shouldn't bring shame to himself anymore!"

Benjamin successfully caused a disturbance in the crowd.

At that time, the stewards of Welkin Sect heard the noise and looked at the direction of Lewis.

Even Elva, standing on one side of the platform, frowned.

"Has he decided to run away from all of this? Humph! Shame on him. Next!" Smith, who was in charge of the selection, looked displeased and signaled to the disciple assigned to the job of registration.

"Did you call my name? I am so sorry! I took a nap and didn't hear your voice." A lazy and sleepy voice came from the back of the crowd.

The crowd made way for the owner of the voice. He yawned, stretched himself as he walked through the crowd, smiled and looked at the disciples of Welkin Sect.

The man was none other than Zachary himself.

"Can you believe what he just said? Late for his registration because of what? Taking a nap?"

he asking

guess he must have gone

heard that he traded some precious herbs for pills not long ago. What a

Those pills would do nothing good to him!

once again, whispering or even talking loudly. The people seemed to have decided to ignore how Zachary would feel if he heard their demeaning

and walked slowly with his arms on his head. He stopped before Smith and smiled

the latecomer and felt irritated, as if he just

point of trying another selection after you failed three times? Go away and don't embarrass yourself and your family further," Smith said with contempt. He thought Zachary was hopeless no matter

gave out a pale purple light, and he released an aura with such ease that indicated he was already at the ninth grade of Foundation Establishment.

speed... The...ninth grade... of Foundation Establishment... Purple aura? The physical cultivation?" Smith stammered, his eyes

at Zachary, confused and shocked. A loser who failed the selection for the past three years, displayed the original martial speed and successfully reached the ninth grade of Foundation

and other stewards found it hard to

his composure. He coughed briefly to cover his embarrassment and then

was not yet done. The purple light shone brighter, and the

It's just unbelievable!" Smith was baffled.

before their eyes. They couldn't be more shocked if they saw a ghost in broad daylight. A useless warrior somehow displayed the

other

to herself, still calm and composed. Despite her outward calm, she couldn't help

the people who laughed at

laugh sounded arrogant, and his purple aura shone

martial speed! Yes, it's happening

motionless as a graveyard. All eyes were transfixed on Zachary,

been a joke for the past three years, now

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