Chapter 895 Strike The Bell
Caden turned to Ruben, his voice icy as he said, “Mr. Ruben, how exactly do you raise your son? He’s so unruly, daring to draw his sword against us, his elders?”
Then he glanced at Peter again. “Uneducated!”
“You…
Peter was seething with rage, gritting his teeth so hard that he paid no mind to the pain on his face. His eyes were bloodshot as he prepared to charge at the two once again.
Ruben shouted sternly, “Peter! Come back!”
“Dad…”
“Get back here, now!” Ruben demanded furiously.
Left with no other choice, Peter reluctantly retreated to the side of Ruben, his face etched with a look of discontent.
Caden chuckled coldly. “That’s more like it, Mr. Ruben. Children should be strictly disciplined. If you, as a father, can’t manage that, then naturally, someone else will take up the task when he’s out in the world.”
“You needn’t trouble yourself further. Soul Sword Sect does not welcome you two. Please leave!”
Ruben pinched the half–mask in his hand, signaling for the two individuals to leave.
Chuckling heartily, Devon said, “Haha! We all come from the same roots. Why must you be so heartless, Mr. Ruben? We’ll have the opportunity to visit again in the future… By the way, Mr. Peter, if your elixir field is damaged, you should rest properly. Don’t be restless all day, or else even an ordinary mentee of the sect could easily overpower you!”
Peter had always been a show–off. But then, with his elixir field ruined, he was even less competent than the most ordinary mentee.
Devon’s words were a massive provocation.
Peter was on the verge of losing his temper again. However, Ruben’s stern voice rang out. “Peter! Have you forgotten what I told you before?”
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Peter clenched his fists, finally suppressing the anger in his heart. He nodded and said, “I haven’t forgotten!”
Ruben had once told him that people assuming that his clixir field was ruined wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. It could be used as an opportunity to temper his character and endure if he could.
There would undoubtedly come a time when he would shine.
So, on that day, Peter endured.
Dong!
Just then, the resounding strike of a bronze bell cut through the sky, echoing throughout the Three Sword Sects. This caused Ruben, as well as Caden and Devon, who had not yet left, to sharply contract their pupils.
The moment the Great Bell resounded, the leaders of the Three Sword Sects shuddered violently. Devon couldn’t help but curse out loud, “Who dares to have the audacity to barge into Sword King Hall and ring the bell?”
The Three Sword Sects had only one bell, a legacy passed down from Heavenly Sword King. In the past, whenever Sword King Sect held an urgent meeting, the bell would surely be rung as a signal, summoning all the elders to attend.
Ever since the dissolution of Sword King Sect, the bell had never been rung again. It had been left untouched in the Sword King Hall for a long time.
To everyone’s surprise, the bell was rung that day.
Therefore, at the moment the bell tolled, everyone from the Three Sword Sects, filled with uncertainty, hurried toward the direction of Sword King Hall. They were eager to find out who exactly was ringing the bell.
Besides, they wanted to know why the bell was tolled.
Just like Ruben and the other three, they had no choice but to momentarily set aside their grudges. Overwhelmed with rage, they stormed toward Sword King Hall. Who would dare to do that?
Even the leaders of their Three Sword Sects were not qualified to ring the massive bell left behind by Heavenly Sword King.
If the one ringing the bell was from one of the Three Sword Sects, it was considered a
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