The Atrocious Werewolf Prince



The third seat had originally been his, but he had to give it up to Ezra Zephyr today.

Elder Lo's treatment of Ezra was something Pele was extremely jealous of and unable to accept. It may be true that Ezra was the champion of the ceremony, but so what? It was not like none of the champions of the past had eventually been surpassed by numerous other disciples and returned to mediocrity.

Was Elder Lo really so convinced that Ezra could become the second Sith Wiggins? Even if he has the same talent or – let's assume, higher talent. It will simply rot in this alchemy faction of forsaken peak.

Ezra paid no attention to the many sceptical gazes that were sizing him up. As for the clearly fuming Pele, he too was ignored by the former as Ezra walked forward and seated himself on the third gold mat.

Upon seeing how rude Ezra was, some of the disciples frowned slightly, evidently feeling that this new disciple was quite arrogant.

Even if Elder Lo did have high hopes for him, it was merely with regard to the potential he might have. At this current point in time, they felt that the 2nd level Core Formation expert Ezra Zephyr basically did not have the qualifications to sit in that spot.

However, it was after all Elder Lo's arrangement, so even if they were unhappy about it, they could only endure for the time being and cast indifferent looks at Ezra Zephyr.

Pele also took in a deep breath, suppressing the anger in his heart, though the gaze that looked towards the prince grew increasingly dark.

As such, the atmosphere in the hall turned strangely suffocating.

At the very top, Elder Lo naturally detected the strange atmosphere, causing him to frown slightly for a moment. How could he not know that his actions would surely cause resentment to rise in the hearts of some disciples?

However, there was really nothing else he could do. Alchemic Rune Peak had never gotten a champion of the peak selection ceremony in centuries, and since he had encountered one for the first time, Elder Lo could only give it a try.

Of course, he knew just how insanely difficult it was to encounter an exceptional genius who is as good in alchemy as he is in martial prowess, but since there was no longer any way out, he really had no other option.

Thus, Elder Lo soon reaffirmed his resolution, his gaze sweeping across the place as he said in a serious voice, "In a month, we will be having a quarter match with Sonk's faction. This match will determine who the final Diamond Quarter goes to, so we cannot fail.

Since all the diamond belt disciples have already used up their turns, I will be sending gold belt disciples to participate.

Bob, Blaze and Pele. I hope to send you three as our line-up."

Bob and Blaze were the current first and second-seat gold sash disciples, while Pele was the fourth seat. The three of them were considered the expert alchemists amongst the gold belt disciples.

No one immediately responded to Elder Lo's words. Bob and Blaze's eyes seemed to flicker in thought, while Pele secretly shot a look at them, took a deep breath, and said, "Elder Lo, we are willing."

Lo's impassive face relaxed a little.

However, before he could say anything, Pele began to speak again, "But we hope to inquire how the Diamond Quarter will be allocated."

Elder Lo frowned. He had made himself very clear three days earlier. The Diamond Quarter was prepared for Ezra, and yet Pele was still asking even while knowing the answer...

"I plan to give it to Ezra Zephyr." Elder Lo's tone was indifferent.

The corners of Pele's eyes twitched for a moment before he gritted his teeth and said, "Although it is somewhat disrespectful, aren't Elder's actions a little unfair? We have to do the heavy lifting of being sent out to battle, while Ezra reaps all the benefits?

According to the rules, the Diamond Quarter should go to one of the three that participated. It doesn't make sense for an outsider to do nothing and yet enjoy the profits."

Several disciples secretly nodded in approval at Pele's words.

"Pele, how dare you!" Mubarak at the very front roared in anger.

Elder Lo waved his hand at Mubarak and turned his face towards Pele, his expression turned slightly ugly as he said in a low voice. "Are you questioning me?"

Pele hastily cupped his fists together and said, "Disciple does not dare. We have worked hard for the sake of Alchemic Rune Peak, and understand the pressure Elder Lo is facing. Hence, if there really is someone who can become our main pillar of strength, we will naturally give him or her our full support. However, I'm afraid that some people may not be able to share Elder Lo's heavy burden, and may waste away the hope and expectations of our numerous fellow disciples."

His words were full of righteousness, but they secretly hinted that Ezra Zephyr had neither the qualifications nor capability in alchemy, he won the championship solely by his power but alchemy is another thing.

Elder Lo's expression grew darker and darker.

Just as he was about to berate Pele, another voice suddenly sounded, "Please do not be angry Elder Lo, although junior brother Pele has been rather rash to offend Elder Lo, he does not possess any ill will. Junior brother Ezra is indeed the champion of the latest peak selection ceremony, but he is ultimately still too inexperienced in alchemy. If we give him a year or two, he may be able to meet Elder Lo's expectations, and I'm sure that no one will object then…"

Lo looked over, only to find that a young man with an earnest expression beside Mubarak had spoken.

His name was James Endoro and was the second-seat diamond belt disciple, second only to Mubarak.

Ezra calmly glanced at James Endoro. Although the latter's speech sounded nicer, the hidden meaning within was clear. He was saying that the current Ezra did not deserve to possess a Diamond Quarter.

He was undoubtedly supporting Pele.

James clearly had some influence over the other disciples. After he spoke, several disciples immediately voiced out their agreement, making the hall become rather noisy for a time.

Especially when two other diamond belt disciples indicated their support, making the opposition grow louder and louder.

At the back of the hall, Elder Lo and the other new disciples had worried looks in their eyes as they gazed at Ezra Zephyr's figure from far away. They had not expected so many disciples to object.

If this matter was not handled properly, Ezra's reputation would be affected.

However, they also understood that new disciples like them basically did not have any right to speak in such a setting.

They were not the only ones. Even Lo frowned deeply at this scene.

However, they were unaware of one thing. The man they were blackballing was the atrocious werewolf prince, Ezra Zephyr.