Chapter 921: The Price

Chapter 921: Chapter 921: The Price

The Family Head leaned down to check Xue Wei’s condition, confirming that he could no longer continue fighting.

Then, the Family Head straightened up, his voice icy and authoritative, echoing across the entire square: "This round, Xue Zhao wins!"

As soon as the words fell, the audience erupted with a thunderous cheer.

The crowd supporting Xue Zhao was so excited they danced and shouted her name, eyes full of admiration and praise for her.

"Xue Zhao, that was amazing!"

"She really is the pride of our Xue Family!"

"We finally have a strong Saintess!"

These people waved their arms, their faces beaming with the joy of victory, turning the whole square into a sea of celebration.

However, the supporters of Xue Wei appeared particularly indifferent and disdainful.

They looked at Xue Zhao’s supporters, sneering and quietly mocking them.

"It was just luck."

"Hmph, who knows what methods were used."

"Xue Wei was just careless; otherwise, how could he lose to her!"

These people showed disdain on their faces, even though they knew deep down Xue Wei lost fair and square, they still refused to acknowledge Xue Zhao’s victory.

Xue Zhao stood on the stage, her gaze sweeping over the crowd below.

She took a deep breath, a resolute and confident expression on her face.

Fortunately, everything was not too late now.

Ye Qingchen stood below the stage, watching Xue Zhao’s victory, his heart swelling with excitement.

Xiao Xiao hugged Ye Qingchen tightly, tears of excitement on her face: "Xue Zhao won! She really won!"

Qin Chuan also patted Ye Qingchen’s shoulder excitedly: "Looks like it wasn’t a wasted trip; Xue Zhao is really strong."

Ye Qingchen nodded, eyes full of contentment and approval: "Yes, indeed, our senior brother probably learned a lot from this match."

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The Family Head stood on the stage, surveying the crowd, then spoke heavily: "According to the rules, the election for the Saint Position involves three tests. Today was the first test of strength, and Xue Zhao was victorious. The second test will begin tomorrow, so everyone should go to rest and prepare for tomorrow’s competition."

As the Family Head’s words fell, the commotion in the square gradually subsided, and the crowd began to disperse.

The Xue Zhao supporters wore smiles of joy and satisfaction as they discussed the match in groups, their faces full of hope and anticipation for the future.

"Xue Zhao is really incredible, I believe she will definitely become our Saintess!"

"That’s right, not only is she powerful, but she is kind-hearted."

"She will definitely win tomorrow’s test too!"

These people encouraged each other, their words full of confidence and support for Xue Zhao. ℯℯ𝘭.

They talked as they walked, gradually disappearing at the edges of the square.

On the other hand, the supporters of Xue Wei appeared silent and disappointed.

They watched as Xue Wei was carried off the stage, their eyes full of resentment and unwillingness.

Some people muttered complaints, their tone full of disappointment in Xue Wei.

"How could Xue Wei lose so badly?"

"Wasn’t he always strong?"

"I never thought he’d lose to Xue Zhao."

Although they didn’t want to accept the result, the undeniable truth forced them into silence.

They left the square with dejected faces, their steps heavy and slow.

Xue Wei was carried off the stage, his body covered in wounds, his face pale and breath weak.

The ones carrying him looked grave, carefully bringing him back to the inner courtyard of the Xue Family.

Along the way, some people cast sympathetic glances, while others watched coldly, without a hint of sympathy.

"Xue Wei was too arrogant; this is his retribution."

"Yeah, so arrogant usually, let’s see him be arrogant now."

"But still, he holds a position in the Xue Family, we better not say too much."

These whispered discussions drifted in the air, soon drowned out by the dispersing crowd.

Xue Zhao stood on the stage, watching the crowd gradually scatter, a complex mix of emotions surging in her heart.

She knew that the upcoming test was still full of challenges and uncertainties, but she had already taken a crucial step.

Ye Qingchen walked over to Xue Zhao, speaking softly: "Xue Zhao, you did great, today’s victory is just the beginning."

Xue Zhao nodded, her eyes gleaming with determination: "Thank you, Ye Qingchen. Tomorrow’s test, I will give it my all."

Xiao Xiao, Qin Chuan, and Li Nian’er also gathered around, their faces full of pride and excitement.

Xiao Xiao said excitedly: "Xue Zhao, we’re all proud of you!"

Qin Chuan also patted Xue Zhao’s shoulder: "Yes, the Xue Family’s match is really exciting."

Li Nian’er nodded with a smile: "Keep it up, we believe in you!"

As the crowd gradually dispersed in the square, the Xue Family Square returned to peace and quiet.

Nightfall slowly came, and tomorrow’s test would be a new challenge.

After being carried back to his quarters, Xue Wei rested for some time, finally regaining some strength.

He gritted his teeth as he got out of bed, seething with anger as he looked around, then suddenly flipped over the table by the bed.

Ceramics, scrolls, and writing tools scattered, the sound of shattering echoing through the room.

Panting heavily, he picked up a vase by the wall and smashed it to the ground, shards flying in all directions.

Next, he kicked over a bookshelf, books spilling all over the floor.

Xue Wei grabbed a chair, roaring as he hurled it at the window, shattering the glass. The outside breeze mixed with glass shards blew into the room.

"Why?!" Xue Wei roared angrily, eyes bloodshot, "Why did she wake up?! Why did her strength become so powerful?!"

He trembled with rage, fists pounding the wall, "I had prepared so much, Ye Qingchen was dead, Xue Zhao was in a coma, everything was according to my plan! Why, why did she wake up?!"

He cursed viciously: "Xue Zhao, you wretch! I will never let you take the Saint Position! You may have won by luck this time, but tomorrow’s test, I will make sure you pay the price!"

Xue Wei panted angrily, his whole body exuding an uncontrollable violent aura.

Just as Xue Wei was engulfed in rage, Ah San cautiously walked in.

He looked at the chaos in the room, sighing inwardly, but still stepped forward respectfully.

In a soft voice, he said: "Master, don’t be angry. There are still two more chances; this time, let’s just let her have it."

Xue Wei turned to glare at Ah San, his eyes still filled with fury.

But Ah San did not back down, continuing, "Master, you are the future of the Xue Family, you still have two more tests. As long as we prepare well, we can surely surpass Xue Zhao in the upcoming tests."

Xue Wei’s breathing gradually steadied, and his tightly clenched fists slowly relaxed.

Seeing this, Ah San continued to persuade: "Master, we underestimated her this time and didn’t expect her breakthrough. But in the next tests, we must be thoroughly prepared to give her no chance."

Xue Wei snorted coldly, a glint of coldness flashing in his eyes: "Ah San, you’re right. I cannot be suppressed by her like this. We have two more chances, I must completely crush her!"

Ah San nodded quickly, "Master, we will definitely succeed. Rest assured, I will fully cooperate with your plans to leave Xue Zhao with nowhere to escape."

Xue Wei took a deep breath and calmed down, that familiar sinister smile reappearing on his face.

"Good, let’s prepare well, in the upcoming test, I will make her understand the cost of offending me!"