1892 Slap on Face 7

If Zhao Dier could successfully gain the iron’s recognition as her master, it would serve as an explanation when she returned home. Additionally, it would allow her to surpa.s.s Gu Chaoyan and elevate the standing of Piaomiao Pavilion.

Her father had always advocated for such opportunities.

During these turbulent times, it was unsettling news for smaller sects. They might struggle to protect their own sects, but for Piaomiao Pavilion, it presented an opportunity. They could seize this chance to strengthen themselves and potentially unite these sects in the future.

Therefore, Zhao Dier began devising a plan for herself. She aimed to leave a favorable impression on those around her, solidifying her path towards becoming the Head of the Pavilion.

Feeling motivated by her thoughts, Zhao Dier addressed Wuxing, “Wuxing, you’re right. That’s what I’ll do. You’re a senior brother, and you’re capable as well. Just follow my lead. If I can attain my desired position in the future, you will surely rise to a higher position rather than being suppressed by the Elders.”

In the past, Wuxing would have been elated by such words.

After all, he had once crafted a plan for Zhao Dier, but she had never approved of it.

But now…

For some reason, he felt hesitant. It wasn’t that he doubted Zhao Dier’s capabilities; she had always been intelligent, as long as she didn’t become irrational.

He knew that Zhao Dier and himself were not on good terms. If he were to stay by her side, it would undoubtedly create difficulties with Lingyun.

“Elder Miss, let’s discuss this further when we return home,” Wuxing suggested.

Zhao Dier nodded, not expecting Wuxing to decline. Instead, he confidently stepped forward.

Zhao Dier took it upon herself to approach the situation directly, while Gu Chaoyan instructed Sword One to follow up.

Zhao Dier arrived at the scene and immediately noticed Sword One. Her expression turned sour as she glared at Gu Chaoyan. “Gu Chaoyan, are you mocking me? You deliberately arranged for your servant to provoke me, didn’t you?”

And now she was competing with a mere servant for a piece of black iron?

She couldn’t believe she had stooped so low.

Gu Chaoyan frowned, feeling exasperated. She detested encountering Zhao Dier, who always seemed to create unnecessary drama and only cared about who she was competing with. It was a waste of her time.

“Sword One likes the iron, and it’s for her. She should be the master. Can’t you just focus on your own affairs instead of constantly making a.s.sumptions?” Gu Chaoyan replied impatiently, not wanting to engage further with Zhao Dier.

Hearing Gu Chaoyan’s words, Zhao Dier became even more infuriated. What did she mean by that? Was she insinuating that Zhao Dier was always trying to compete with her? Who did she think she was?

Zhao Dier was about to demand an explanation from Gu Chaoyan when the auctioneer intervened, clearly tired of the lengthy dispute. He reminded Zhao Dier directly, “Elder Miss, do you still wish to acquire the black iron? If not, you can have this girl make the black iron recognize you as its master.”

“Yes!” Zhao Dier refused to give up.

Without hesitation, she approached and attempted to take hold of the iron. However, as soon as the iron came into contact with her hand, it swiftly twisted and deformed.

Zhao Dier was caught off guard by the iron’s unexpected resistance. Annoyed, she exerted her magical power to forcibly bring the iron to her side.

The black iron reacted as it came into contact with her magical power.