Cultivating Through The Game-Chapter 687 - 366: The Power of the Saint Heir_2

In the Divine Weapon Pavilion, the treatment between direct disciples, registered disciples, and ordinary disciples is vastly different.

Ordinary disciples practically just carry the title of Divine Weapon Pavilion; all cultivation resources need to be earned by themselves to obtain them.

Registered disciples and direct disciples can receive cultivation resources and guidance on the path of cultivation from the elders of the Divine Weapon Pavilion. They also have backing, which provides a much better treatment compared to ordinary disciples.

Even somewhat larger families dare to bully ordinary disciples of the Divine Weapon Pavilion without backing because no one would stand up for them.

The Divine Weapon Pavilion will not go to great lengths for an ordinary disciple.

Or put it another way, there are so many ordinary disciples in the Divine Weapon Pavilion that even if a couple go missing or die, it's barely noticeable.

After all, the number of Divine Weapon Pavilion disciples dying at the hands of monsters and demons each year is not less than three figures.

If they truly disappear in some remote corner, unless someone exposes it or an elder is willing to stand up for them, the Divine Weapon Pavilion will likely not proactively seek clues.

The family behind Zhang Liang can spend a hefty price to find Zhang Song and have him bring Zhang Liang into the Divine Weapon Pavilion, which shows that Zhang Liang's status is not ordinary.

He also does not want to be an ordinary disciple in the Divine Weapon Pavilion; what he wants is Zhang Song's legacy.

Even without Zhang Song's legacy, the legacy of other elders in the Divine Weapon Pavilion would suffice.

Therefore, as Zhang Liang looked at the young man before him, he felt that the opportunity had arrived.

As an elder of the Divine Weapon Pavilion, Zhang Song could not easily reprimand Divine Weapon Pavilion disciples in public, but he was different; he didn't need to have such concerns.

Zhang Liang became arrogant, haughtily pointing at Lu Yu and loudly said, "What's going on? Do you not know this is a VIP room that only Divine Weapon Pavilion elders can use? Be sensible and quickly apologize to Elder Zhang and then get out of here obediently."

"I think you should just skip the auction; with your lack of discernment, not even recognizing Elder Zhang, what good items could you possibly pick out at the auction? You'd better leave here quickly and spare the Divine Weapon Pavilion from wasting money."

"What are you staring at? Can't you quickly kneel down and apologize to Elder Zhang?" Zhang Liang became increasingly arrogant, his imposing manner growing as he was about to take action.

Zhang Song watched Zhang Liang's performance from behind, a trace of sarcasm flashing in his eyes. Is this what the so-called genius of the Zhang family is like?

Although he looked down on Zhang Liang's arrogance of flaunting others' power, the things he said were indeed things he wanted to say as well, so he didn't say anything.

It left a mixed impression on Zhang Song, balancing each other out.

However, the good is not easily remembered, while the bad easily leaves a mark in the mind.

Zhang Song may not remember that Zhang Liang voiced his true thoughts this time, but he will surely remember the small-minded tyrant boasting others' power.

Lu Yu looked at Zhang Liang pointing at him, displeasure in his eyes; he didn't like being pointed at.

Even so, he didn't want to make a big scene, yet before he could even speak, Zhang Liang rattled off a long list of things.

Lu Yu's face darkened, his eyes focused, spiritual intimidation erupted.

In an instant, Zhang Liang seemed to see a man-eating tiger pouncing towards him; he wanted to resist, but his body couldn't move, helplessly watching the tiger pounce on him, shattering his arm with one paw, then chewing his body to pieces bit by bit.

Zhang Liang's body froze, cold sweat poured out, and a pungent stench spread out.

Zhang Song raised his head to look at Lu Yu, his eyes fierce. He had just been thinking about something else and lost focus for just a moment, yet in that moment this person had turned his follow into such a state.

How could he tolerate this?

Just as he was going to take action, Lu Yu pulled out a purple-gold token, shoving it toward Zhang Song's face.

Looking at the purple-gold token almost touching the tip of his nose, Zhang Song wanted to move, but his body felt a bit stiff.

He could never have imagined that the young man before him was actually the Saint Heir of the Divine Weapon Pavilion. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Lu Yu retracted the purple-gold token, glanced at Zhang Song.

Zhang Song's face was rigid, and after a moment, he clasped his hands in respect, bowing and stiffly saying, "I am Divine Weapon Pavilion's steward elder Zhang Song, greetings to the Saint Heir."

He lifted his head, once again clearly seeing Lu Yu's face, imprinting it deeply in his mind.

"Is this the new Saint Heir?" Zhang Song thought.

Suddenly, his pupils contracted sharply; he had thought the face was somewhat familiar before but hadn't looked closely.

Now, after taking a closer look, he recalled: this was the Divine Weapon Pavilion disciple that the He family from Yunhai City had asked him to look into while giving them tribute.

"Damn the He family for daring to target the Saint Heir!" Cold sweat broke out in Zhang Song's heart. If he had gone everywhere to investigate Lu Yu, he might already have been dealt with as a traitor by the Divine Weapon Pavilion.

Luckily, back then, he just took what the He family offered and didn't help them.

He didn't expect that by merely taking what they offered and not doing anything, he'd manage to escape this ordeal.

Yet this ordeal was ultimately unavoidable. He looked at Zhang Liang.

This time, he took the Zhang family's offering.

He snuck a glance at the trembling Zhang Liang; this person must not be kept…

In the end, Zhang Liang himself didn't even know how he left Heaven and Earth Commerce Association. All he knew leaving was that people around him, including the maid, gazed at him with disdain.

This made him feel so ashamed that he wanted to dig a hole in the ground to hide.

Zhang Song concealed the disdain in his eyes, plainly saying to him, "Let's go; I'll first take you to register at the Divine Weapon Pavilion."

Upon hearing Zhang Song's words, Zhang Liang trembled all over, feeling the pain he had undergone in the spiritual world dissipated, his entire being becoming excited, though his nerves were still tingling with pain, which he attributed to the aftereffects of being spiritually intimidated.