Chapter 3: The Majesty of the Symbolic Method

  "No, don't kill me, don't kill me..."

  Lin Tianping's body suddenly went limp, and he couldn't stand firm on his feet. He directly knelt down to the ground, and could only stare blankly at that terrifying white air wave, which enveloped and swept towards him.

  He had no doubt that this white wave could tear it into pieces.

  This terrifyingly powerful spell, clearly can only be cast by the most superior of the Basic Symbol Species!

  Wang Xuanyang, even if he had condensed out a symbol species, how could he possibly cast such a terrifying spell?

  He has been thoroughly intimidated.

  "Wang Xuanyang, don't!"

  Zhao Fu and the other two were shocked by this scene, and immediately exclaimed in surprise.

  Once Wang Xuan Yang accidentally kills Lin Tian Ping, he will definitely be severely punished by the sect.

  Unfortunately, it's too late.

  That white wave completely engulfed Lin Tianping.

  Everyone's heart turned cold, enveloped by this white air wave, Lin Tianping was probably doomed to die.

  But the next moment, Zhao Fu and his companions saw an astonishing scene. The white air wave suddenly dispersed, turning into a few gusts of wild wind blowing everywhere, flying sand and walking stones. Zhao Fu and others almost couldn't stand still, being blown to stumble around.

  Lin Tianping was already paralyzed on the ground, his whole body trembling, his face pale, as if in a nightmare, he could almost feel his body being torn to pieces by that terrible white air wave.

  "You dare to provoke me again, I'll kill you."

  Wang Xuanyang stood at the door, his eyes cold and detached, speaking word by word.

  No one saw that his face was slightly pale, his body swaying slightly, but the last bit of spiritual power had been consumed just now. Otherwise, he couldn't control the power of the air symbol at all, and was afraid of completely strangling Lin Tianping to pieces.

  The courtyard is quiet and silent!

  Zhao Fu and the other two stared at Wang Xuan Yang's back as he walked into the small house, all of them stunned on the spot, hardly daring to believe what they had just seen.

  Lin Tianping sat paralyzed on the ground, with a puddle of water between his legs, and he was so scared that he urinated.

  Lin Tianping took a while to recover from his fear, his face changing between light and dark, he took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with venomous intent. "This grudge, I must avenge it, let this little bastard not be able to live or die! Right, I'll go find Han Ge, as a fellow clansman, he will definitely help me out."

  Today Wang Xuanyang made him lose face in front of others, he must get back a hundred times.

  He scrambled up, saw the wet pants, and wanted to find a seam to drill into. He hurried back to the small house, changed his clothes, and then slipped out of the yard to find help.

  Wang Xuanyang returned to his small house and fell onto the bed, soon fast asleep.

  This sleep was deep and sound.

  When he came to, it was already noon on the second day.

  Bright sunlight shines in, filling the room with light.

  Outside the small house, whispers of discussion could be faintly heard.

  "Wang Xuanyang has been in there for more than a day and hasn't eaten several meals in a row. Will something be wrong?"

  "It's nothing, I reckon Wang Xuan Yang has condensed out a symbol species and his spiritual power is severely depleted. He should be sleeping now. Everyone who has just entered the Symbol Master realm will experience this kind of situation."

  "Ah, it should be the case, truly enviable. I didn't expect Wang Xuanyang to also pass the entrance exam. Unfortunately, I'm still stuck on the last step, looks like there's no hope for me."

  "Do your best, there's still half a month left, we should also learn from Wang Xuanyang, he spent three days and nights in front of the Symbol Stele Plaza, this is indeed great perseverance!"

  "Come on, let's hurry up and go to Tahrir Square, we have to give it a try."

  "Well, I had given up originally, but since Wang Xuan Yang has become a Symbol Master, my qualifications are still slightly better than his, it's unreasonable that I wouldn't be able to do it."

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  This is what Zhao Fu, Wang Chong and Fang Ming are discussing. Obviously, Wang Xuan Yang becoming a Master has really stimulated them.

  Soon, with the footsteps, the sound went far away.

  Wang Xuanyang got out of bed, stretched his waist, and felt refreshed all over, with a hundredfold increase in energy.

  He slightly sensed it, and the spiritual power hidden in his mind had almost recovered.

  This means he can continue to condense his symbol kind.

  With his mental strength, he can condense more than thirty substantial basic symbols each time. Adding the recovery time of his mental strength, within a month, he can completely condense all the basic symbols.

  If it were someone else, even if they were a genius, they could condense at most one substantial symbol at a time. With 365 basic symbols, it would take at least a year to do so, and that's still the most ideal timeframe. After all, recovering spiritual energy also takes time.

  If it's an ordinary person, then even longer.

  "However, with only half a month left until the assessment, if I can't gather 365 basic symbols before then, I won't be able to directly advance to become an inner disciple."

  Wang Xuanyang's eyebrows furrowed slightly, still not quite satisfied with this speed.

  He is not a predecessor, but simply sets his goal as an outer door disciple. He has a bigger goal, which is to directly promote to the inner door disciple.

  He knew the difference between outer disciples and inner disciples, whether it was status, treatment, or benefits, the gap was huge. And for Fu Shi to grow quickly, he couldn't do without sufficient resources.

  In any case, enter the inner gate.

  If he misses this opportunity, he will have to wait another year.

  He didn't want to waste a year outside the door.

  To speed up the condensation of the symbol, there are two ways. One is to enhance spiritual power, which is very difficult. Even with special mental training techniques, it can only be a gradual process of accumulation over time, and it's impossible to achieve overnight. The other way is to take medicinal pills that rapidly restore spiritual power.

  However, restorative elixirs are usually extremely valuable, and the demand for them is the greatest among symbolists.

  In the Unsaid Sect, nominal disciples have no treatment and cannot obtain cultivation resources from the Unsaid Sect. They can only recover their spiritual power on their own.

  Outer disciples and inner disciples are different, it is said that they can get a certain amount of elixir.

  Of course, there are also some named disciples who have a great background and have the support of a large family behind them, and they can also get supplies of elixirs.

  The former's family is not small either, but unfortunately the former's father is only a concubine-born child and has a low status in the family, so it is impossible to get the supply of the family's dan medicine.

  It seems there's no other way but to think of another solution.

  I'm so hungry!

  Wang Xuanyang felt his stomach growling with hunger. He had spent three days and nights contemplating the Ji symbol, and after sleeping for so long, he was naturally hungry.

  It's already noon now, and the cafeteria should be open.

  However, he went a bit late and there was only leftover food left, so he packed a large portion.

  Although it is only the lowest level of nominal disciple, the food provided by the sect is very good, all made from various precious medicinal materials, not only can nourish the body, but also cultivate the spirit, and has a certain effect on spiritual recovery. After all, nominal disciples need to comprehend the symbol stele, which consumes a lot of spiritual energy, although it can be recovered through rest, but over time, the body will become empty, and the soul will gradually suffer damage.

  Of course, compared with the spiritual power-recovering pellets, they are far inferior.

  After finishing his meal, Wang Xuan Yang rushed straight to the Fu Bei Square.

  There are many people contemplating on the Stele Forest Square during the day, with people sitting in front of each stele, densely packed but very quiet.

  Wang Xuanyang also found a stele in front of him and sat down, preparing to condense his symbol.

  Suddenly, an excited voice came from afar.

  "Haha, I've condensed a symbol, I finally succeeded in condensing a symbol."

  Wang Xuanyang looked over and saw a young man in yellow clothes dancing with excitement.

  Many of the named disciples around him were envious, and they congratulated him one after another. Once a symbol was condensed, it would be almost certain to become an outer door disciple.

  Wang Xuanyang watched with a sense of wonder in his eyes, feeling deeply moved in his heart. Just this one step of condensing the symbol species had shattered the dreams of countless people.

  Only a handful of people can truly set foot on the path of a symbol master.

  Ninety-nine out of a hundred people will eventually become one with the masses, becoming a part of the countless multitude.

  Wang Xuanyang calmed down and began to ponder the stele in front of him.

  It was unknown how much time had passed when the symbols in Wang Xuan Yang's mind began to condense one after another.

  Suddenly, a loud voice rang out beside his ear, and he couldn't help but open his eyes.

  "The scene has been cleared, everyone has withdrawn from the Symbol Square. In the next half month, Hong Shixiong, Liu Shixiong, Yin Shijie, Hu Shixiong and Ning Shijie will come to comprehend the Basic Symbols. There must be no distractions whatsoever. Once successful, the five of you can directly advance to become inner door disciples in the half-month assessment."

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