God-Tier Providence System-Chapter 116

Master Dariel felt his face couldn’t quite hold up. Forcefully suppressing his anger, he tried to guide him patiently. "Young Master Taryn, you should have something to hand over to me."

"Think carefully. Before you came, did your father ask you to give me anything?"

"For example... a greeting card, a letter, a book, or something like that..."

Faced with Master Dariel’s frantic hinting, Alex remained completely unmoved. He shook his head. "Nothing at all."

It wasn’t that he couldn’t stand this kind of bribery and extortion.

As the master of a Saint Lineage himself, Alex understood the ways of the world and the rules of the cultivation world perfectly well.

The problem was he truly didn’t bring any spirit stones.

With his status and strength, he didn’t need to spend spirit stones in most places. Even if there were places where he needed them, his maidservant Elara would carry them. He never carried spirit stones on himself.

Right now, inside Alex’s storage ring, there were countless secret manuals and spiritual artifacts. But spirit stones? He truly didn’t have half a piece.

Therefore, Alex could only bite the bullet and stubbornly face off against Master Dariel to the end. He said with unyielding toughness, "Elder Dariel, I, Taryn Lark, came to the Divine Blade Sect to acknowledge a master, learn skills, and revitalize my family."

"I did not come here to deliver greeting cards, letters, or books to you."

"Could it be that just because I cannot produce a greeting card, you will refuse to recognize me as a disciple?!"

"If that is truly the case, then perhaps I came to the wrong place when I came to this Divine Blade Sect!"

Alex’s unyielding attitude left everyone completely stunned. Lirin, Master Rorin, and Master Nerin all had incredibly bizarre expressions.

Is this kid crazy?! His father spent hundreds of thousands of spirit stones to secure a seat for him.

Yet at the very last step, Taryn Lark actually chose to throw a fit on the Divine Blade Sect’s turf. He didn’t seem to want to survive here, despite having just arrived.

Everyone looked at Alex as if looking at an absolute idiot.

Only Aya was stunned for a long time. A strong sense of shock and admiration in her eyes.

How well said!

They came to the Divine Blade Sect to acknowledge a master, learn skills, and revitalize their families.

If one had strength and talent, they would enter the Inner Sect and be honored as a direct disciple.

If one lacked them, what harm in starting from the most basic Outer Sect disciple?

She had previously heard that Taryn Lark was a universally despised playboy, a useless young master, a profligate scoundrel.

But looking at him today, those words were purely baseless rumors. Taryn Lark was clearly a clanking, iron boned young master full of righteousness and inspiring awe.

By comparison, she and Lirin were so despicable they paled in contrast.

"Good, very well said..." The corners of Master Dariel’s mouth twitched, revealing a ferocious, twisted smile.

"Taryn Lark, I never expected you would possess such boldness. It truly fills this old man with admiration."

"Since that is the case, this old man will arrange an absolutely wonderful place for you! I guarantee there, you will learn skills you couldn’t learn anywhere else!"

"Loris!"

"Here." Master Loris walked in from outside. "Senior Brother Dariel, what are your orders?"

"This Taryn Lark is unwilling to lower himself to serve under this old man." Master Dariel narrowed his eyes.

"Send him to the Hidden Broken Sword Cave. Let Senior Brother Sylra discipline him."

"What?!" Master Loris froze. "Senior Brother Dariel, are you sure you want to dispatch him to the Hidden Broken Sword Cave...?"

"Of course I am sure!" Master Dariel nodded.

"Is there a problem?"

"...No." Master Loris walked in front of Alex.

"You, come with me." 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

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Watching Taryn Lark being led away, Lirin raised his chin. His face full of profound disdain.

"Heh, what an absolute, uncompromising idiot!"

"Originally, I was worrying whether this guy would threaten my position in the Divine Blade Sect."

"Now it seems I was overthinking it!"

Aya glanced back at Lirin. "Can you speak a few less words?"

"Young Master Taryn possesses extraordinary boldness and an unyielding, upright nature. Protesting against these crooked winds and evil trends makes him a true, righteous cultivators."

"By comparison, I truly feel ashamed of what you and I have done."

"Junior Sister Aya, what... what are you saying?" Lirin’s face flushed bright red. "Do you think Taryn Lark didn’t want to spend spirit stones to go through the back door?!"

"Let me tell you, the spirit stones the Lark family previously used to bribe Master Dariel amounted to more than both our families paid combined!"

"It’s just that recently, the Lark family suffered a disaster and relocated, so they couldn’t produce this final bit of spirit stones, that’s all."

"If that weren’t the case, he would absolutely be kneeling in front of Master Dariel like a pug, wagging his tail to curry favor!"

Aya sneered. "I did not see Young Master Taryn currying favor. I only saw how despicable your and my postures were today, wagging our tails and begging for pity."

"Young Master Lirin, I advise you not to be in such a rush to belittle Young Master Taryn."

"Gold will shine no matter where it goes."

"Be careful. When he accumulates his strength, bursts forth, and rises against the current in the future, your regrets will come too late!"

With that, Aya flicked her sleeve and left with Master Nerin.

"Bastard..." Lirin clenched his fists. His teeth grinding so hard they squeaked.

Just as he was boiling with rage, Master Rorin placed a massive hand on his head and grinned.

"Brat, you like that Cale family girl, don’t you?"

"Yes..." Lirin nodded, gritting his teeth. "But that Aya is so unappreciative! Not only did she reject my good intentions, but she defended that brat at every turn!"