Chapter 12 Aspiration

  Feng stepped into the room, his eyes sing the surroundings.

  He saw a tall man in a green robe standing with his hands behind his back by the window. Following the man's line of sight, Feng could see the entire arena below.

  In the breath, the green-robed man turned around. A young and handsome face appeared before him, his eyes seemingly shimmering with a faint green glow. The man wore nothing but a simple green robe, but his overall demeanor exuded a sense of nobility, resembling that of a wealthy heir from a promi family.

  “Should I call you the Swordless Swordsman, or should I just call you Feng?” The voice was as smooth as flowing spring water, and there was even a hint of a smile in it.

  The words of the young man made Feng frown for a moment before quickly rexing.

  The arena had always been shrouded in mystery. It wasn’t surprising that someone could iigate his identity in such a short time.

  “As you wish, my lord.” Feng replied with calm indifference. “But I am curious, why have you called me here?”

  “Nothing much, just a bit curious after seeing such a young talent in this small pce,” the young man responded casually, smiling. “With your strength, joining the Huan Tia is no challe all. Well, enough of that... You may leave now.”

  The young man waved his hand disiedly and turned away, no longer paying attention to Feng.

  Feng was stunned.

  He had been called here, but now, the young man said nothing of value and simply told him to leave.

  Summoo e, then dismiss me so easily?

  A surge of anger rose in Feng’s heart, but it was extinguished just as quickly.

  This young man appeared kind and had no aggressive air, but Feng sensed something deeper, a feeling simir to when he had first met the headmaster of the Huan Tian Dao Academy.

  “Farewell,” Feng said, his voice firm, as he turned a.

  “Master, weren’t you ied in this boy? Why the sudden ge?” A shadowed figure spoke from the er of the stone house after Feng had departed.

  “Just a fleeting thought. At most, he's just a small talent. Even if he joins the Huan Tia, he’ll only be an outer disciple at best. Not worth recruiting,” the young man replied dismissively.

  “True, he has some talent, but at seventeen hteen, he's only at the sixth stage of Body Refi. If pared to the thousands of young disciples in the , he's at the bottom. Though his ability to fight above his level is endable, there’s little value in nurturing him,” the shadowed figure remarked.

  ---

  Feng, holding Li Xinyue's hundred-refined sword, felt an intense anger swirling inside him, though his expression remained indifferent.

  “Low cultivation, weak strength... and no respect,” he thought.

  “The Ye family is like this... and so is the Beast Arena…”

  “But one day, no one will dare to look down on me.”

  Outside the arena, Li Xinyue waited. When she saw Feurn, having ged into his regur clothes and removed his mask, her eyes lit up with joy.

  “Teacher, thank you for the sword,” Feng said, handing over the hundred-refined sword to her, while she in turn handed him his own ten-refined sword.

  “ Feng, I somewhat regret telling you about the Beast Arena,” Li Xinyue said with a wry smile as she took the sword. “Fortunately, your strength is enough.”

  “Teacher, there's o feel guilty. On the trary, I should thank you,” Feng smiled. “By the way, the ten taels of silver I borrowed earlier, I’ll repay you once I break the banker.”

  “No he three huaels could buy three Peiyuan Pills, which might be enough to help you break through to the seventh stage of Body Refi,” Li Xinyue replied. “If you kept the ten taels, and still couldn’t break through, it would cause you unnecessary trouble.”

  “Fair enough.” Feng nodded and didn’t press further, but he quietly itted this kio memory.

  “ Feng, with three Peiyuan Pills, you might be able to break through to the seventh stage before the examination. As for me, I pn to yself off and fully focus on breaking through to the ninth stage,” Li Xinyue said, her bright, sharp eyes filled with anticipation. “By then, I hope both of us pass the exam and bee disciples of the Huan Tia.”

  “Definitely!” Feng responded early.

  Watg Li Xiall and graceful figure leave, Feuro his courtyard. After a short rest, he took a Peiyuan Pill.

  Ohe power of the Peiyuan Pill was fully absorbed, Feng could feel his muscles and bones being even more resilient, the strength in his body growing even more robust.

  “About the te stage of Body Refi, Sixth Stage.”

  He took the sed Peiyuan Pill and absorbed its power, refining his muscles and bones.

  “Peak!”

  Fe a bit disappointed, even though the result was expected.

  Improving cultivation indeed bees harder with each step. Two Peiyuan Pills had only brought him to the peak of the sixth stage, leaving him uain about whether he could break through to the seventh stage.

  I break through to the seventh stage?

  If I ’t... then...

  “Let’s refi first.”

  Without hesitation, Feng took the st Peiyuan Pill, refining it with his Divine Rune, a a pure force rushing through his body, once again strengthening his muscles and bones.

  A yer of blood light surged over his body, growing more intense.

  The ter stages of Body Refi involve refining the ans, which are more delicate than bones. A slight misstep could cause injury. This made the breakthrough even harder.

  After a while, the blood light receded, and Feng opened his eyes, deeply disappointed.

  “I’m at the critical poiween the sixth ah stages of Body Refi,” Feng murmured. “Now, I either take another Peiyuan Pill to break through, or rely on my own cultivation, but I ’t be sure if I’ll reach the seventh stage before the Huan Tia’s exam…”

  He pondered.

  Should I go back to the Beast Arena?

  With my previous performahe Beast Arena’s challenges will probably involve at least three first-tier, seventh-level beasts.

  “My current cultivation is at the peak of the sixth stage. My bones are strohan when I first reached the sixth stage, and my strength has doubled. With my swordsmanship and body teiques, I should be able to hahree first-tier, seventh-level beasts…”

  But the issue is with the sword.

  Earlier, I defeated two first-tier, seventh-level beasts using the hundred-refined sword.

  But the hundred-refined sword belongs to Li Xinyue. My sword is only at the ten-refined level, which won’t deal effective damage to first-tier, seventh-level beasts.

  I could borrow her sword, but she’s in seclusion.

  And the owner of the Beast Arena… something about him feels uling. I instinctively feel wary.

  “Well, I’ll focus on refining my Fengying Swordsmanship and Nine Shadows Phantom Body to the highest level. I’ll also try to break through on my own, while finding ways to make money and improve my strength, and buy a hundred-refined sword.”

  Feng muttered to himself, then put on his sword and headed to a small forest by Mirror Lake to train.

  For the hree days, he spent most of his time deep in the small forest, perfeg his Fengying Swordsmanship and Nine Shadows Phantom Body.

  Phantom sword images appeared around him, solidifying like real bdes. Nine sword shadows surrounded a thick tree, eae pierg the tree with a perfect circle of holes.

  “The Nine Winds Sword and Nine Shadows Phantom Body are plete, and they plement each other perfectly…”

  Feng sheathed his sword, a smile appearing on his face.

  “I wonder how I would fare against someo the eighth stage of Body Refi.”

  He had also discovered another way to make money: searg for precious herbs and huntis.

  pared to the Beast Arena, huntis and gathering herbs was more uable and dangerous, but the potential rewards were greater.

  After leaving the forest, Feng bought some supplies, filled his water pouch, a off from the Huan Tian Dao Academy, heading out of the city.

  The Huan Tian City was built at the foot of the Great Ridge Mountains, where tless beasts resided. It was the best partial artists to search for rare herbs and hus.

  As soon as Fehe city, someoly followed him. When he exited the city, the follower quickly returo the Huan Tian Dao Academy and found Ye Huai.

  “Are you sure Feng has left the city?” Ye Huai asked coldly, his eyes sending a chill through the follower.

  “Yes, I followed him all the way and saw with my own eyes. I suspect he’s headed to the Wanmulin to gather herbs and hus,” the follower quickly reported everything he knew.

  “Wanmulin... gathering herbs, huntis...” Ye Huai’s eyes gleamed with cold light, a sinister smile f on his lips. “ Feng, you certainly know how to pick your pces.”

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