In one of the many VIPs' rooms. A muscular middle-aged man and a well develop woman sit with mouths open. It has only been two matches but it was enough to make them tired. The man was the first one to wake up from his daze as he calls for a servant.
His loud shouting wakes up the woman as she speaks. Her voice is full of surprise and anxiety. For what they have witnessed defies all common sense.
"What the fuck just happen!?"
"What the hell do I know!? Since when do talents like that appear!?"
It was common sense that a rouge cultivator can't beat someone from a clan or sect. But Mors broke that belief without breaking a sweat. Then there is a common knowledge that once your talents fall, you cant get back up.
Have there been people who suddenly awaken powers and gain great talents? Yes, Wu Shihui's cousin is perfect proof of this. But gaining new talents after losing your own!? That is impossible!
But clearly is not impossible if Wu Shihui is able to do it. The question is how did she do it.
"I need to get that man into my sect and clan at whatever cost!"
"What!? No, you are not staling him away from us!"
The man and woman look at each other with serious eyes. Soon the servant the man called for enters the room, sweating a bit as he got here as fast as possible. Both the man and the woman turn around as they look at the servant with hungry eyes.
"Send a letter to the Martial Sect asking for the presence of a core elder right now!"
"While you at it send a letter to the Ocean Palace Sect to send a core elder!"
The servant, shaking in his boots nods his head as he rushes away to send these letters. They were not the only ones sending letters to their sects. Every VIP in their rooms is calling servants and demanding them to send letters to their sects.
The talent Mors has shown is too strong to pass out on. Even the clan leader of the Bia family wanted to take Mors into his clan.
-----Shihui POV-----
Shihui walks down the stone corridor. A soft smile on her face as she knew that her show will improve her reputation. In her previous life, her clan and sect went into a heavy decline.
While this by itself is normal, as sects and clans rise and fall. But at the end of her life, her clan and sect were no more. Destroy and assimilated by bigger rival clans and sects.
While the fall and weakening of her clan and sect are thanks to many intertwining elements. There are two elements that she can't forgive. One is the assignation of her parents.
Her parents were pillars of the sect and clan, keeping it on the right path and working their hardest to percept it. Their rulership and strength are unmatched. But after their death, internal strife, weak governing, and corruption follow.
The second is the betrayal of her cousin. Her cousin wanting nothing that to be head of the clan created a civil war. But even then her cousin was still too weak to even think of winning the civil war, that is into she sold out the sect to a rival sect. all for the position of clan head.
'I promise this life I will save mom and dad. I also promise that I will make you suffer till you wish for death, my dear cousin'
But soon Shihui was brought back from her daydreaming as she felt someone hug her body tightly. The soft sounds of a woman crying come from her chest. Her tomboyish servant is crying her soul out in Shihui's warm embrace.
"MY lady….My lady….you got your talent back….my lady…."
Shihui smiles as she pats the head of her crying servant. Even the old Fen is looking at her with tears in his eyes.
"My lady…I knew that the great dragon did not abandon you. It was a test of character.. And now my lady has her old talent back. I should inform the mistress and master"
"Wait don't"
Fen looks at Shihui with confused eyes. He could not understand why the lady won't share the great news with her parents. But Shihui smiles softly as she speaks.
"I want to show it to them in person, I am sure that will be better than reading it from a letter"
Fen looks at her with open eyes as he nods his head after receiving the clarification. A soft smile on his old face as he nods his head.
"I agree with my lady, I am sure that they will be crying as much or even more that little Huan"
He said looking at the stull crying Huan in Shihui's arms. As this group have their happy moment, the third match started. A match no one has the energy for.