The two vice heads obviously wouldn’t decline.
Zhao Feng opened his left eye and copied the two scenes into the dimension in his left eye. At this time, the nine changes appeared in his left eye.
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Chapter 110 - Bullying the Weak
The Nine Changes of the Illusion Fish Picture were replayed back and forth in his head. Zhao Feng felt the scenes contained insights so deep that they were even harder than those of the Four Wind Stances. If he was able to fully understand the Illusion Fish Picture, there might be rewards which would be beneficial for him.
“Haha, if you’re able to understand the Nine Changes of the Illusion Fish Picture, we won’t even have the right to be your Master," the white-robed old man smiled.
Through their conversation, Zhao Feng realized that the white-robed old man was surnamed Zhang and his forte was arrays, while the red-faced old man’s surname was Guan and he was a proficient pill master.
Zhao Feng decided to name them Old man Zhang and Old man Guan.
After leaving the second floor, Zhao Feng realized that Deacon Qiu was looking at him in a different perspective. If it was before, he would be an ant in Deacon Qiu’s eyes, but after passing the third test, Deacon Qiu had finally realized that Zhao Feng couldn’t be underestimated.
“Old man Guan, why are you fighting with me? Can’t you see that this kid is an array genius?” Old man Zhang said angrily.
A brat of the Consolidated Realm was able to analyze up to the seventh scene in the Illusion Fish Picture and in a short amount of time too, even array masters of the Ascended Realm couldn’t do that.
“Wrong! Old man Guan, can’t you see that this fellow has great perspective skills and he has extremely accurate precision. This is what a pill master needs,” the old man surnamed Guan retorted.
As they spoke, they once again broke out into another fight.
Deacon Qiu was shocked, he didn’t think that a youth with such average talent would catch the attention of two vice-heads.
He was respectful towards the two vice heads not only because they were both at the half-True Spirit Realm, but because that they had contributed a lot to the Clan and they had authority just below Elders.
After walking out of the building, Zhao Feng met up with Lord Guanjun, Yang Qingshan, and Nan Gongfan.
Knowing that Zhao Feng received full marks again, a smile of satisfaction appeared on Lord Guanjun’s face.
The third examination only ended when the sun went down and according to the points of the youths, the youths placed at the front would be accepted.
“Only the top twenty will be taken into the Clan.” Deacon Qiu said. The youths were all extremely nervous as they awaited their results.
“First place, Xiao Sun, 8 points. Second place, Yun Mengxiang, 7.5 points. Third place…,” a disciple of the Clan announced.
“Tenth place, Zhao Feng, 6 points!”
Only at the tenth place did Zhao Feng hear his name. Although Zhao Feng had gotten full marks for the last two tests, his first result was much too average, so his overall rank wasn’t high.
Even Yang Qingshan was ranked higher than him, at sixth place. Nan Gongfan had also successfully entered the top twenty, ranked at seventeenth.
The three had all been accepted.
Lord Guanjun was overjoyed and proud. The youths present were all brought by their elders and not many were able to send all of their younger generation in.
“Lord Guanjun, your 3 disciples are pretty good,” Lord Cangtie laughed.
Lord Guanjun could hear the playfulness in his words. Although his three disciples had successfully entered the Clan, their talents weren’t high, so they wouldn’t be able to leave the bottom class of the Clan.
On the other hand, Lord Cangtie’s daughter Liu Yue’er had an Upper Spiritual Body and she had been taken in straight after the first test.
Soon, the names were all announced. The Broken Moon Clan took in a total of twenty-two disciples, including many talented ones such as Sun Yuanhao, who had the Changeable Body and was taken in as a disciple of an Elder straight away.
Apart from that Liu Yue’er, Xiao Sun, and Yun Mengxiang all had top tier talent as well.
On the same day, a total of twenty-one disciples headed towards the Outer Class Division to register. Deacon Qiu was a regulator of the Outer Class Division and he told them the rules.
The group of youths were full of anticipation as they headed towards the Outer Class Division.
“Oh my god, that hall…" one of the youths suddenly exclaimed, and pointed at the azure palace in the sky.
The azure palace floated in the air and around it, there were strikes of lightning as it gave off an ancient feeling.
The hearts of the youths shook as they saw this scene, it was just like a fairy tale. In truth, Zhao Feng had already seen this ancient palace outside of the Clan, but coming closer, he saw it in more detail.
“This is an ancient ruin of the Broken Moon Clan named the Floating Crest Palace and it is one of the forbidden grounds of the Clan. Anyone found entering without permission shall be killed,” Deacon Qiu’s voice was cold as he told them what it was.
The youths suppressed their curiosity and felt that the Floating Crest Palace was even more mysterious.
Zhao Feng’s sharp eyes felt an ancient aura as he scanned the Floating Crest Palace and his left eye jumped.
On the way, the view made all the other youths open their eyes in awe.
Deacon Qiu finally arranged where the twenty-one youths would sleep, and Zhao Feng and the other two had already said goodbye to Lord Guanjun.
Lord Guanjun looked at Zhao Feng deeply before leaving. The figure going further and further away seemed to be lodged in Zhao Feng’s heart.
“Not only will I complete Master’s wish, I’ll also step into the peak of this generation,” Zhao Feng clenched his two fists as his blood boiled.
The world of the Clans had excited him.
According to the rules of the Broken Moon Clan, new disciples had the first few days off to familiarize the Clan and they would be given a task after. They needed to repay back the Clan for the treatment and resources they received and there were different tasks, some good and some bad.
Some of the bad tasks included mining and carrying s***, and dangerous ones included killing beasts and exploring ruins.
“In three days, the Clan will give us tasks, I’m just scared that Quan Chen will interfere and make it hard for us.” Yang Qingshan and Nan Gongfan were worried, while Zhao Feng was calm.
The new outer disciples were assigned to live in wooden rooms for the three days, but in just a few hours, the newly entered disciples clashed with the old disciples.
From outside came the sound of fighting, but it quickly subsided.
Zhao Feng walked out of his wooden room and he found two or three new disciples on the ground puffing for air.
“New brats, I’m giving you face by letting you wash my clothes and getting me water,” a scar-faced man looked at the newly entered disciples coldly.
“That’s Chen Feng, he’s ranked 28th out of the outer disciples. I can’t believe he even has the interest to bully the new disciples.” A few of the older disciples poked out their heads.
Chen Feng was ranked 28th and he had reached the peak of the 9th rank. Zhao Feng estimated that the opponent's strength was even a bit stronger than Ye Linyu’s. Even Xiao Sun who had the highest cultivation among the youths didn’t dare to challenge him.
Under Chen Feng’s power, the few outer disciples went to wash his clothes for him unwillingly.
“Zhe zhe, I heard that there’s two pretty chicks this time, and one of them is a princess.” Chen Feng licked his lips and he walked slowly towards where Princess Yun Mengxiang lived.
Yun Mengxiang opened her door and said coldly, “I dare you to touch me.”
Chen Feng smiled and didn’t dare offend Yun Mengxiang. Being th
e Princess of the Cloud Country, the high levels of the country and the Clan had an intimate relationship. Apart from that, Xiao Sun also had close relationships with the Clan since he came from the biggest family in seclusion.
Even someone like Liu Yue’er was treated well because of her Upper Spiritual Body. Those with high talent had the chance of having a better future, so even Chen Feng didn’t dare to be too arrogant.
“This Chen Feng’s just a bastard who’s scared of the strong and bullies the weak.” The newly entered disciples kept their hatred inside their hearts.
Chen Feng didn’t dare offend Xiao Sun, Yun Mengxiang, and Liu Yue’er but he was extremely arrogant to everyone else.
Zhao Feng looked at this coldly, but he didn’t interfere.
The youths were all excited that night and they weren’t able to sleep, so Zhao Feng just started to train Silver Wall Technique and Returning Breath Technique instead, while trying to gain insights from the Four Wind Stances as well.
He had already perfected the first two stances and he was three-quarters through on the third stance, Partial Wind Stance.
Zhao Feng had even tried using the fourth stance, Burning Wind Stance, but the power of it was so strong that Zhao Feng was scared just looking at it.
Partial Wind Stance aimed for the pinnacle of sharpness and it was a single target offensive skill, while Burning Wind Stance aimed for destruction, burning everything in its path.
On the second morning, Zhao Feng stood up from his position and walked out of his door after yawning.
“Kid! Wash my socks!” A dominant, arrogant voice sounded.
Zhao Feng saw that the owner of this voice was that Chen Feng who was ranked 28th of the outer disciples.
Chen Feng’s voice was cold and arrogant. He threw a pair of smelly socks in front of Zhao Feng then turned around and left as if he knew that Zhao Feng would wash them.
In reality, Chen Feng knew all their information. For example, Zhao Feng had normal talent and not high cultivation, so Chen Feng didn’t worry that about Zhao Feng getting his revenge.
“Does this guy really think I’m going to do it?” Zhao Feng’s face grew dim as he waved his hands and a chaotic wind appeared which ripped Chen Feng’s smelly socks into shreds.
This scene made the expressions of Yang Qingshan and Nan Gongfan, who had both just woken up, change dramatically.
Chapter 111 - Eight Great Realms
Zhao Feng’s actions caused the other disciples nearby to start sweating. Chen Feng had thrown his socks in front of Zhao Feng then left quickly, so he didn’t see the latter's actions.
Nan Gongfan and Yang Qingshan let out a breath.
Zhao Feng walked out of where the disciples lived and he went around to other places to familiarize himself with them.
In another few days’ time, the Clan would give the new disciples tasks. Soon, Zhao Feng came to where the library was. This library was open to any outer disciple, and Zhao Feng couldn’t be shocked as he saw the skills inside.
“The martial arts of the outer library include half-Holy martial arts and Holy martial arts, which every disciple can see.”
Zhao Feng felt that this was incredible. Outside, a half-Holy martial art was already rare, and Holy martial arts was just a legend.
But the Holy martial arts here were all seen as 'Mortal' martial arts.
Mortal, Spiritual, Earth and Sky. This was how the Holy martial arts were ranked. Every tier was split into four ranks: low, middle, high and peak.
Zhao Feng was somewhat knowledgeable. His Silver Wall Technique belonged to the Low Class Mortal Holy martial arts, but it was one of the best among the low class.
Zhao Feng roughly scanned the books in the library and he found that most of them weren’t better than his Silver Wall Technique.
He clearly remembered Lord Guanjun saying that once one became an inner disciple, they would be able to get better martial arts, so he shouldn’t learn too many lower class skills right now.
Zhao Feng finished scanning across these Mortal Class martial arts, but with no interest at all as this wasn’t his aim.
Zhao Feng then tried to find books about the Clans to add to his knowledge. One of the books introduced the history of the Clan, but Zhao Feng wasn’t very interested. But one part of the text explained the realms back in the Ancient Era.
“The path of cultivation is split into Eight great realms: Consolidated Realm, Ascended Realm, True Spirit Realm, Origin Core Realm, Void God Realm, Mystic Light Realm and Heavenly Divine Realm.” When Zhao Feng saw this, his heart skipped a beat.
This was the first time he heard about the realms after the True Spirit Realm. But in the book, it said that there was almost no one above the True Spirit Realm in the Azure Flower Continent, so there wasn’t much information about the Origin Core Realm and above.
At this same time, it also said that the Heavenly Divine Realm wasn’t proven to exist.
After reading some other books, Zhao Feng now knew far more about the Azure Flower Continent than before.
After sitting in the library for half a day, Zhao Feng returned back to where he lived. As he went back to his room, he heard the moans of pain from next door.
“Brother Yang! Brother Nan!” Zhao Feng’s expression changed as he walked out of his room and saw Nan Gongfan and Yang Qingshan with black faces next door. “What happened?”
Zhao Feng’s expression turned dim. Seeing his two brothers like this, his heart fell.
“It’s that bastard Chen Feng! He came to here to find you, but we still weren’t his opponent even though Brother Yang and I teamed up,” Nan Gongfan said through his clenched teeth.
Ridiculous! After knowing what had happened, his heart burned with anger.
Truthfully, he was the one who had gotten both Nan Gongfan and Yang Qingshan into this situation.
Chen Feng returned two hours later and didn’t find Zhao Feng here. Instead of finishing his ‘task’, Zhao Feng had destroyed his socks which caused Chen Feng to go into a fit. But because Zhao Feng wasn’t present, Chen Feng released his anger on Nan Gongfan and Yang Qingshan.
Even though the two had teamed up they still had no chance at all against Chen Feng.
Zhao Feng had to admit that he had underestimated Chen Feng’s strength. One had to know that when Yang Qingshan and Nan Gongfan teamed up, they were able to suppress those of the ninth rank, and Chen Feng was still able to beat them easily. This meant that his true strength was even higher than Ye Linyun’s.
“Where did Chen Feng go?” Zhao Feng’s eyes scanned his surroundings as he decided to avenge the two.
He leapt onto the roof and surveyed the area with his sharp eyes.
At a certain point in time, Zhao Feng’s eyes landed on a small pavilion on a mountain a few kilometers away. Inside that pavilion were four figures.
Zhao Feng was extremely familiar with two of them, Quan Chen and Chen Feng. Apart from them, there was also two other outer disciples.
“En, Chen Feng, good job. Remember, don’t let those brats have a good time,” Quan Chen said with a face full of smiles. Being an inner disciple, Chen Feng and the others were extremely respectful towards him.
Zhao Feng wasn’t able to hear what they were saying, but he could guess what it was about. Just like Lord Guanjun had suspected, Zhao Feng and the other two wouldn’t be bullied by Hai Yun Master himself, but those under him would bully them…
Good! Very good! Zhao Feng took in a long breath as his eyes became sharp.
Under the flame of anger, he returned back to his room and started to train the Four Wind Stances and Star Finger. Since Zhao Feng wouldn’t be able to break through in Silver Wall Technique any time soon, the only way he would gain strength quickly would be through Star Finger and the Four Wind Stances.
From the anger in his heart, he was able to gain a few more insights into the fourth stance, Burning Wind Stance, because to train this, one needed to have
the urge of destruction and Zhao Feng’s anger pushed him to this. Apart from this, his Star Finger had crept forwards towards the seventh level even though it hadn’t broken through yet.
On the same night, Chen Feng once again appeared.
“New brat, our feud earlier hasn’t settled yet," an arrogant voice appeared from outside the door.
The hearts of Nan Gongfan and Yang Qingshan next door both shook.
Good! Under Chen Feng’s exclamation, Zhao Feng opened his door and slowly walked out.
At this time, the nearby newly entered disciples such as Xiao Sun, Yun Mengxiang, Liu Yue’er, and everyone came out.
“A foolish little clown.”
Zhao Feng closed in one step at a time towards Chen Feng as his eyes became colder and colder. As the killing intent and anger appeared, an aura of destruction was spread. This was the insight gained from the Burning Wind Stance, but Zhao Feng hadn’t fully controlled it yet.
Chen Feng’s heart skipped a beat, but then he felt that something was off. How could a brat of the eighth rank of the Consolidated Realm give him pressure?
“Mountain Opening Stance!” Chen Feng raised his hands and used a Low Class Mortal Skill, which was equivalent to a Holy martial art. As his hand lifted, an aura of splitting the heavens appeared from Chen Feng’s body.
Star Finger! Tornado Stance!
Zhao Feng stabbed out with his finger and beams of azure light swept through the air.
Boooom! The two moves clashed.
After the first exchange, both Zhao Feng and Chen Feng moved back.
Chen Feng was shocked; he couldn’t imagine that a youth of the eighth rank was able to fight with him.
The nearby disciples were all surprised.
One Line Star Finger!
Zhao Feng immediately stabbed out once more as rays of azure light sliced through the air like fireworks.
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