"You... fool!!"
Hearing her reasoning, the hot-tempered elder beat his chest and stamped his feet in fury, pointing at Pei Wufeng as he lamented:
"Wufeng, Wufeng! To think I once recommended you as the Sword Pavilion's Sword Chief. How could you be so shortsighted!"
"He's merely a Dao Master. Even if he's a heaven-sent genius, why should we lower ourselves to befriend him?"
"However powerful his Divine Abilities, however deep his reserves... could he possibly surpass that former Valley Master of the [Empty Sea Valley]?!"
Accusing gazes from all across the hall settled on the woman.
But Pei Wufeng pondered for a moment.
The scene from that day surfaced unbidden in her mind.
Then she met those skeptical gazes and spoke with utter seriousness:
"That... is actually hard to say."
"But given time, I dare say he will certainly reach Transcendence!!"
At those words, the great hall fell silent again.
Yet soon afterward.
The Sword Pavilion Grand Elder, who had sat at the head of the hall without saying a word, finally shook his head helplessly and sighed:
"Wufeng, it would be one thing if he quietly devoted himself to cultivation, or befriended those powerful figures who remain neutral."
"But now he's mixed up with Cangyuan and intends to challenge Wutong Mountain. Even I've heard about it."
"How could the people of [Wutong Mountain] allow him to reach Transcendence unscathed?"
He said softly:
"Even if your judgment is exceptional, even if he truly is a monster with boundless Divine Abilities who could defeat the master of Wutong Mountain at the same realm..."
"But... what about before then?"
"Under Wutong Mountain's crushing pressure, he is certain to fall before his time!"
"Before he attains the Dao, who will shield him from disaster? Who will help him? Can you step forward?"
"You