Chapter 1487 — A Visitor from the Ice Palace

"Yes, I'm calling to tell you the good news. You don't need to worry anymore," Yu Bing said. "Everything's settled now, so I'll hang up. The plan from before is cancelled as well."

"Mm..." Yu Ning nodded happily.

As for the business of the ancient families and the ancient sects, Yu Bing said no more to his little sister. He had realized he was fretting over nothing — Wei Zhao had been perfectly fine all along, yet he had worked himself into a panic and dragged his sister into worrying with him.

So this time Yu Bing had learned his lesson: once the trial was over, he would tell Yu Ning everything that had happened here. Who knew — perhaps both he and Wei Zhao would come through the trial smoothly after all!

After Yang Qiqi arrived at the inn, she stayed in her room and never went out. That was simply her nature — cold and indifferent, with no wish to make friends. Her reason for coming here was simple: to take part in the trial.

So she knew nothing of what had happened these past two days. She did not even know that Wei Zhao had come here as well!

That evening, around eight o'clock, a voice loud as a great bell suddenly rang out from outside the inn!

"Attention, all disciples taking part in the Ice Palace trial! Registration has now closed. Registration begins now. All disciples in the inn, report to the square in front of the inn within ten minutes to be registered by the Ice Palace envoy and pay the trial deposit! Latecomers will not be admitted!" The voice was full of vigor; clearly the speaker's cultivation ran deep. Yet anyone familiar with it would have recognized that the one shouting was none other than the innkeeper!

An Earth-rank expert! This gave Wei Zhao a start. He had never expected the innkeeper to be an Earth-rank expert — and what was more, when he had checked in earlier, he had sensed nothing of the man's strength at all. Which meant the old man possessed some secret art for concealing his cultivation! This surprised Wei Zhao somewhat. It seemed the ancient sects truly stood on a different tier from the hidden families; not one ancient sect was a simple matter!

Wei Zhao hurried out of his room, and just then Yu Bing's door opened as well. The two exchanged a glance and went downstairs shoulder to shoulder. At that moment Yang Qiqi also stepped out from a room not far away, saw Wei Zhao, and her face visibly stiffened in shock!

Yang Qiqi could not understand how she had run into this creature again. Cursing her luck inwardly, she thought of how he had seen her body. Yet she could not beat him, could not kill him — and he was, besides, her savior. That only left her more conflicted!

When she did not see Wei Zhao, she never thought of it at all; she even tried deliberately to forget him, for she had come to regard the whole affair as a nightmare.

But now, seeing him, those unpleasant memories came flooding back. Frowning, Yang Qiqi turned her head away and looked no more at Wei Zhao.

Meanwhile Zhao Qitan, Zhao Qijiu, Yu Shan, and Feng Nitian also came out. Seeing Wei Zhao, Zhao Qitan was as warm as ever, betraying not the slightest awkwardness over the unpleasantness of the morning: "Brother Ling Yi, you're still going to take part in the trial?"

Since Wei Zhao was heading downstairs with Yu Bing, he must be going to register for the trial. This astonished Zhao Qitan greatly. In Wei Zhao's condition, could he still compete? Without any strength, wasn't entering the trial the same as courting death?

"That's right." Wei Zhao nodded, offering no further explanation.

Yang Qiqi, though, caught something odd when she heard Zhao Qitan call Wei Zhao "Ling Yi." A strange light flickered in her eyes. Ling Yi? His name was Ling Yi? How could he be called that? Wasn't his name Wei Zhao? Ah, of course — because his name was Wei Zhao, and he did not want others to know his real name, he had taken the homophone "Ling Yi" as an alias!

Just as she thought — how could a fine name like Ling Yi belong to him? Still, the wretch was truly detestable, actually taking that person's name! Hmph, if she got the chance, she would certainly not let him off. How dare he impersonate Brother A-Yi's name.

"Some people really aren't afraid of death!" Zhang Naipao's voice rang out as well. He too had spotted Wei Zhao, and even he had not expected Wei Zhao to still be here. Reduced to a good-for-nothing with no strength, what was he still doing here? But for a waste like Wei Zhao, Zhang Naipao now disdained to lift a hand; even if he did, it would have to be in front of Brother Liang, and killing Wei Zhao here would surely displease Brother Liang. Still, he did not forget to mock him: "Thanks for the true qi you worked so hard to cultivate, haha — it let me break through to the late Profound rank in one go. Tsk tsk, what a pleasure!"

"You're welcome," Wei Zhao said calmly.

"Hahahaha!" Zhang Naipao laughed wildly.

"Brother Naipao is truly formidable — congratulations indeed!" Feng Nitian said in congratulation. He and Zhang Naipao both belonged to the ancient tier; there was no need to make an enemy here. After all, the two of them were the strongest present. If they came to blows, it would only give those hidden families and minor sects a spectacle, making them look like dogs biting dogs — and that would be pointless!

Besides, Feng Nitian's goal was to become head of the Feng family, and Zhang Naipao's goal was to become a disciple of the Grand Elder. Knowing more people of real strength could only benefit them. So apart from the few disciples who had first curried favor with them, the two accepted no others. If everyone joined their two camps, the trial would lose all meaning and become a contest between the two of them alone — which was not what they wanted.

That morning over breakfast they had also agreed that their squads would not interfere with each other, would present a united front, and would seize points from other squads!

"Brother Nitian is formidable too. In this trial, I fear my score won't match yours!" Zhang Naipao said with a smile. What he said was also the truth: Feng Nitian had only to make his move to bind a person in place, and could snatch another's points almost without lifting a finger. But Zhang Naipao was not worried either — he could intimidate others without even striking, making them hand over their points of their own accord. Otherwise, they could wait to become wastes like Wei Zhao!

Listening to the two giants flatter each other behind him, a cold smile flickered at the corner of Wei Zhao's mouth. Still hoping to make a showing in the trial? Just wait and see!

Wei Zhao and Yu Bing went downstairs first, shoulder to shoulder, paying no attention to those behind them. Yang Qiqi, meanwhile, followed close on their heels and went down as well.

Zhang Naipao, however, upon catching sight of Yang Qiqi's figure, could not help but give a cold snort.

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