Belly-Black Summoner: Forcing the Way on the Enchanting Evil Emperor

Chapter 9: Chapter 13: Making You Lose Face

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The disciples surrounding Nalan Xue could all feel the fury radiating from her.

Her eyes were like knives as she spoke, her words practically forced through clenched teeth, "I don't know where you get your confidence from. You aren't a Summoner, and you aren't a Martial Artist. Or do you think you can act lawlessly just by relying on that mouth of yours?"

Before Nalan Zhenyue could speak, a path opened up behind Nalan Xue; it was Nalan Wenming.

"Alright, alright, what are you all doing? Disperse, disperse. Go back to what you were doing. The Martial Artist testing continues, and the Summoner ceremony continues. Shiyi, go down and tend to your injuries first."

Nalan Zhenyue jumped down from the arena stage. She glanced at Nalan Xue and prepared to leave, but before she could depart, Nalan Xue's figure flashed forward, grabbing Nalan Zhenyue's wrist. "Since you're already here, why not give it a try? After all, ten years have passed; perhaps Heaven will open its eyes?" Pausing, Nalan Xue looked at Nalan Wenming and continued, tilting her head up, "Third Grandfather, why not let Sister Zhenyue try to see if she can become a Summoner?"

The form of address had even become "Sister Zhenyue."

Just as Nalan Wenming was about to speak, Nalan Chengyi also walked down and happened to say, "Xiao Xue is right. Ten years have passed; perhaps a glimmer of hope might appear... anyway, trying won't cause any injury."

Nalan Xue looked at Nalan Zhenyue and said, "Sister Zhenyue is so confident; I believe she can do it."

As she finished speaking, her slightly upturned chin lifted even higher.

What a pair of fine grandparents and grandchildren they were.

Wanted to see her make a fool of herself?

There was no heavy expression on Nalan Zhenyue's face.

It was Nalan Wenming whose brow furrowed deeply.

At that moment, Nalan Xue glanced out of the corner of her eye at the young girls nearby.

The girls immediately understood her intent and whispered among themselves, "I think, maybe she could try. She's so confident, maybe she really will become a Summoner?"

"Yeah, she could give it a try!"

"It won't hurt her anyway."

"Let's see her try!"

While these people said "give it a try" with their mouths, what they truly wanted in their hearts was to see Situ Zhenyue make a fool of herself.

Some did not understand their intentions and snorted in disdain, "What hope? There is no hope at all!"

"Exactly! If she can become a Summoner, I'll go run into a wall right now!"

"If she can become a Summoner, I'd even be willing to eat dog shit! Tsk!" one disciple said contemptuously.

Regardless, regarding the question of whether Nalan Zhenyue could become a Summoner, they were firmly convinced it was impossible!

Nalan Zhenyue fell into thought for a moment, then suddenly looked up at Nalan Wenming and said, "I will try!"

She wasn't provoked by Nalan Xue; she truly wanted to see if she could do it. This world believed in the law of the jungle; since she had chosen to live well, she hoped to have sufficient strength, otherwise she would inevitably have to face these kinds of faces!

She was no longer the original Nalan Zhenyue.

Why did she challenge them just now?

It was because she didn't want to be bullied like this anymore. Why should she be the one being bullied?

If there was to be bullying, it would be her bullying others. Dammit, so of course, she needed cultivation.

To bully others, one naturally had to be stronger than them!

Nalan Zhenyue's lips were pressed tightly together.

Nalan Wenming was stunned as he looked at the determination between Nalan Zhenyue's brows.

By the time he reacted, Nalan Zhenyue had already walked forward.

Nalan Xue's face was full of mockery as she thought to herself: *I want you to not even have a place in the woodpile of the Nalan Estate! I will ensure there is no place for you, Nalan Zhenyue, to stay! How dare you mock me like this—you are nothing but a waste!!!*

It was called a Summoner ceremony, but in reality, it was just placing one's hand on a stone.

What entered Nalan Zhenyue's vision was a long, rectangular stone as tall as a person. Many characters of varying shapes were carved all over the stone, and they were illegible.

This was likely the Summoning Stone.