noveltune Chapter 82 Reaction
Chapter 82 Reaction
Chapter 82 Reaction
It was afternoon in the martial arts hall.
Many disciples either hunt monsters outside, listen to their teachers' lectures in the Hall of Enlightenment, or go to the training ground to practice on their own. There are many different kinds of activities, but most disciples are in the training hall.
Suddenly, a voice resounded throughout the entire martial arts hall: "The fourth level of the Tower of Ascension, inner disciple Mo Zheng has passed and can be promoted to True Disciple!"
Each word was like a thunderclap, echoing in the ears of every disciple.
Following closely behind were three melodious chimes that came from the direction of the Tower of Ascension.
Three chimes signaled the birth of a true disciple, and the martial arts hall gained another true disciple.
While the disciples of the Martial Arts Hall were secretly surprised, they were also puzzled. Where did Mo Zheng come from? They had never heard of an inner disciple who was qualified to challenge for the position of true disciple.
After three years of silence, there aren't many disciples who still remember Mo Zheng's name.
But those who knew about Mo Zheng's situation were all dumbfounded and shocked.
Even the teachers of the Internal Organs Realm who were giving lectures at the Hall of Enlightenment were dumbfounded and incredulous.
"This... Mo Zheng has passed the fourth level of the Tower of Ascension and achieved the position of true disciple?"
The teacher was stunned, and exclaimed in disbelief, "A genius! A peerless genius!"
"Teacher, who is Mo Zheng?"
"Some people have been promoted to true disciples before, but I've never seen the teacher lose his composure like this."
"Teacher, please enlighten me."
Many disciples were puzzled as to why the birth of a true disciple would leave a master of the Visceral Realm completely dumbfounded, and they all asked curiously.
"None of you have heard of the name Mo Zheng?"
The teacher asked a question, but immediately realized his mistake and laughed, "Oh right, I forgot that you are all new disciples who have joined the school in the last year or two."
"This little guy named Mo Zheng is quite remarkable. He only joined our Martial Arts Hall three years ago, and in just three years, he has already passed the Tower of Ascension four times."
"I wonder how he cultivated for the past three years."
The disciples listening to the lectures in the Hall of Hearing the Dao were all outer disciples, all new students.
However new they are, they still went through the Tower of Ascension and learned the meaning behind the three-year journey to master the true teachings.
"Three years! This Senior Brother Mo actually only spent three years to pass the fourth level of the Tower of Ascension!"
"That's insane. Most of the senior disciples who achieved the true mastery of the teachings spent more than six years."
"That's right, it's Senior Brother Lan Jun. He said it took him three years, but it actually took him three and a half years. This Senior Brother Mo Zheng is even faster than Senior Brother Lan Jun!"
The disciples immediately erupted in commotion, all deeply shocked by how quickly Mo Zheng had passed through the fourth level of the Tower of Ascension.
Simply passing the fourth level of the Tower of Ascension is not unusual; every year, the Martial Arts Hall has disciples who become true disciples and graduate. However, to go from an inner disciple to a true disciple and pass the fourth level of the Tower of Ascension in just three years is different. This achievement is even more valuable than those senior disciples who have cultivated for seven or eight years to become the top disciple on the True Disciple Stele!
Lan Jun is the best example.
Lan Jun, who is able to multitask, spent a full three and a half years becoming a true disciple, and is thus hailed as a martial arts genius that is rare in the last hundred years!
Mo Zheng, who was previously unknown, has now reached a speed comparable to Lan Jun's on his fourth attempt through the Tower of Ascension, and is even faster than Lan Jun. The significance of this is self-evident.
"That's amazing! Senior Brother Mo Zheng will definitely have a chance to become a true disciple of the Martial Saint in the future!"
"Of course, he still has plenty of time." A burly disciple sighed, "The next level after the Unity Realm is the Martial Dao Intent Realm, also known as the True Meaning of Martial Dao. Once you comprehend it, you can pass through the seventh level of the Tower of Ascension and be accepted as a disciple by the Martial Saint. Senior Brother Mo Zheng still has nearly seven years. With his cultivation speed, he will definitely be able to do it."
The seventh level of the Tower of Ascension is a place that very few disciples in the entire history of the Martial Arts Hall have been able to pass. However, for those who have passed, the Visceral Realm is only the minimum achievement. If they do not perish, each of them has the opportunity to become a Martial Saint!
And what is the concept of a Martial Saint? It is a national warrior who stands on the clouds and protects the country, looking at the entire Great Yan, no, looking at all the countries in the world!
In the martial arts hall, only Lan Jun had the opportunity before.
But now, there's another Mo Zheng, and he even has a better chance than Lan Jun!
In martial arts training, both resources and talent are extremely important, but when it comes down to it, talent is undoubtedly more important!
If you don't have enough talent, even if you have enough resources to cultivate to the level of a Martial Saint, you simply can't convert them into your own strength.
Mo Zheng has already proven his talent with the Tower of Ascension.
Everyone knew that from this moment on, the name Mo Zheng would spread throughout all the major powers of Liangzhou, and even many major powers of the entire Great Yan would know about him. Facing the true disciples of the Martial Arts Hall, all the major powers were eager to recruit talent; how much more important would they be to a true disciple with a certain hope of reaching the Martial Saint level?
In the training ground, many disciples were practicing.
"Fleeting glimpses!"
Jiang Xiaoyu let out a low shout, and the long sword in her hand transformed into a streak of silver light, breaking through the defense of the woman opposite her in an instant, and the long sword was already at her neck.
"No, no, you can't use that trick."
The woman said somewhat angrily, "Senior Sister Xiaoyu, I can't withstand that move. If you use it again, I won't practice with you anymore."
"Haha, alright, Xuan'er, if you don't want it, you don't have to. But don't get angry."
Jiang Xiaoyu laughed, straightened her longsword, and charged forward again.
The two clashed, like two butterflies flitting among flowers, a truly delightful sight in the martial arts arena.
The ratio of male to female disciples in the martial arts hall is approximately two to one, and there are quite a few female disciples with ordinary appearances, which shows how rare beautiful women are.
In fact, many male disciples of the Martial Arts Hall want to find a senior or junior sister to marry. After all, the disciples of the Martial Arts Hall must be martial artists of the Tendon and Bone Realm. The union of two powerful martial artists is not only extremely helpful to their own future, but also of great benefit to their children and family.
Especially those like Jiang Xiaoyu and Xuan'er, who are beautiful and have female warriors from their families behind them.
"Phew—let's rest for a bit, let's rest for a bit—"
After practicing for fifteen minutes, Xuan'er was covered in sweat and panting heavily, and wanted to stop.
Jiang Xiaoyu shook her head and said, "Junior sister, if you keep practicing like this, when will you ever be able to pass the second level of the Tower of Ascension?"
Xuan'er, panting heavily, said, "If I can't get through this, I'll just find a true disciple to marry. I never intended to cultivate to the Internal Organs Realm."
Martial arts training is a very arduous process, and the martial arts training hall is full of competition. As a result, many disciples who were once hailed as peerless geniuses in a county or prefecture have gradually come to terms with reality and begun to cultivate in a more relaxed, Buddhist-like manner.
Xuan'er wasn't the only one who thought this way. Many disciples who were unable to comprehend the Unity Realm also held this idea. With their external martial arts cultivation, they would eventually cultivate to the Bone and Tendon Realm and live a carefree life, dominating their own prefecture. Why should people make things difficult for themselves?
Jiang Xiaoyu just smiled and didn't say anything.
Unlike Xuan'er, she has a strong passion for martial arts.
The other person has been a disciple for four years and is still on the second floor of the Tower of Ascension, while she reached the third floor six months ago.
At this rate, there is definitely a chance to become a true disciple before graduation and have your name engraved on the True Disciple Stele.
By then, her lineage will have a completely different status within the entire Jiang family.
The lives of disciples from aristocratic families are not as easy as ordinary people imagine. They have everything except freedom. Only powerful martial artists have freedom.
"Hey, Senior Sister Xiaoyu, look, Senior Brother Gu is here waiting for you again!"
Xuan'er suddenly pointed to a spot not far ahead, where a tall young man stood with a long sword on his back, a handsome face, and a smile on his face as he looked at the two of them.
"My two junior sisters."
Seeing the two stop practicing their swordsmanship, the young man strode up and said, "Junior Sister Jiang, today is the fifteenth. Would you mind inviting me to enjoy the moon and tea tonight?"
"Sorry, Senior Brother Gu, I have to practice my sword tonight."
Without a second thought, Jiang Xiaoyu refused outright and pulled Xuan'er outside.
"Hey, hey, hey, Senior Sister Little Fish, this is the fifteenth time you've rejected Senior Brother Gu."
Xuan'er blinked and said incredulously, "You're really heartless. Senior Brother Gu is so handsome and talented. He entered the sect three years earlier than us and has already reached the fourth level of the Tower of Ascension. Who knows, he might become a true disciple one day. How can you not be tempted?"
"How could the fourth level of the Tower of Ascension be so easy to pass?" Jiang Xiaoyu retorted.
"Senior Sister Xiaoyu, you keep telling me that you're still thinking about that little guy named Mo Zheng, aren't you?" Xuan'er suddenly said.
"You brat, what are you thinking?"
Jiang Xiaoyu denied it outright, but involuntarily a scene of a handsome young man angrily fighting with several disciples appeared in her mind. It was in this very training ground that he was full of indescribable vigor.
Noticing the other person's absent-mindedness, Xuan'er couldn't help but purse her lips and say, "Look at you, you always get distracted whenever he's mentioned."
"However, it's impossible for you to be with him. Although this Junior Brother Mo was very famous back then, it was just a flash in the pan. He hasn't made any moves in three years, and he's only passed the first level of the Tower of Ascension. Even if you were willing, your family wouldn't allow it."
Jiang Xiaoyu's expression turned somewhat indifferent. She didn't know if it was because she liked him, but the things that boy had done back then had all exceeded her expectations, making her want to pay attention to him involuntarily.
Unfortunately, after the other party became a disciple of Master Liu three years ago, he disappeared without a trace. His progress in martial arts over the past three years has remained at the first level of the Tower of Ascension.
Like a shooting star, it shines brilliantly across the sky, but disappears in an instant.
"Alright, Senior Sister Xiaoyu, don't think about it anymore. That's how martial arts cultivation is. There are many people who get stuck at a bottleneck and can't break through it in their entire lives." Xuan'er comforted her, "It's all about personal fate. You can't blame others. Let's just look forward."
"Stop talking, I'm a little tired." Jiang Xiaoyu stopped Xuan'er from continuing, her feelings mixed.
"What a pity, Senior Brother Gu—"
Xuan'er glanced longingly at the tall, handsome young man with a sword on his back behind her. If it were her, she wouldn't have thought of a hopeless martial arts student like Senior Brother Gu.
However, just as the two stepped out of the martial arts arena, a sound like a thunderclap suddenly came from outside.
"Mo Zheng, an inner disciple, has passed the fourth level of the Tower of Ascension and can be promoted to a true disciple!"
"Mo Zheng—the fourth floor of the Tower of Heaven?"
Upon hearing this, both Jiang Xiaoyu and Xuan'er were somewhat at a loss.
"Senior Sister Xiaoyu, that voice just now—was it saying that Mo Zheng has become a true disciple?" Xuan'er found it hard to believe.
"That's what I'm hearing too."
Jiang Xiaoyu said uncertainly.
Clang clang ding————
The sound of the bronze bell celebrated the birth of a true disciple; this ceremony was not uncommon in the martial arts hall.
Just as Jiang Xiaoyu and Xuan'er were wondering if they had misheard the name, the disciples who were practicing in the training ground stopped and began to discuss the new true disciple with curiosity.
When Mo Zheng's name was uttered by the disciples, most of them did not know who he was, so they were particularly curious and unfamiliar with him.
Jiang Xiaoyu and Xuan'er, who noticed this scene, had already confirmed their thoughts. It was as if a huge stone had been thrown into a calm water, causing a huge uproar in their hearts!
It really was him?
He actually became the true disciple!
Xuan'er stared blankly for a moment, then glanced at her senior brother Gu behind her. For some reason, she suddenly felt that his tall and handsome figure had lost its luster and become dim.
Before Jiang Xiaoyu's eyes, the figure of a spirited young man vaguely appeared.
Facing the siege of a group of Hidden Dragon Society disciples, he remained fearless and instead looked around, saying, "Which senior brother or sister would like to lend me a sword?"
"Junior Brother Mo, I'll lend you this sword. Don't get beaten to a pulp later."
Thank you!
The young man accepted the longsword, expressed his gratitude, and then declared with great bravado, "Come at me all at once! If you're too scared, get out of here now!"
"It's been three years, and I never imagined you'd grown so much."
Jiang Xiaoyu murmured, "It seems that you no longer need to borrow a sword from me."
"What did you say, Senior Sister?" Xuan'er asked.
"It's nothing."
Jiang Xiaoyu laughed, feeling as if a huge weight had been lifted from her heart, an indescribable sense of relief and comfort.
She said, "Let's go to Deyiju, it's my treat."
Inside a small courtyard on Xiaohan Peak.
"Has the true transmission already been passed down?"
Hearing the bell ringing from outside, Wang He frowned slightly. This was the disciple she had initially chosen.
Unfortunately, Liu Qing snatched it away.
"Teacher, your judgment is indeed excellent." A young man with a long sword at his waist said, who was none other than Fang Yang, the current number one disciple. "If I remember correctly, Mo Zheng is only eighteen years old this year. It's a pity that he missed out on joining our lineage."
At the age of eighteen, he had just been admitted to the Martial Arts Hall, while his opponent had already become a true disciple and comprehended the mysteries of the Unity Realm.
Even though Fang Yang was the top disciple of the true lineage, he still felt a little envious of such talent.
Wang He glanced at her prized disciple and said calmly, "Everyone has their own destiny. Just walk your own path; why bother about others?"
"Yes, teacher, it was your disciple who had impure thoughts." Fang Yang hurriedly apologized.
Wang He didn't speak, but just looked at the sunlight outside, a faint sense of loss in her heart.
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"Did Mo Zheng manage to pass the fourth Tower of Ascension test?"
"Good heavens, I thought he was stuck at that bottleneck, but who knew he would quietly become a true disciple?"
Wang Yuan and Zhao Tong were also stunned when they heard Zhao Kuang's telepathic message. They did not expect that Mo Zheng, who had been appearing and disappearing mysteriously in recent years, would make such rapid progress and become a true disciple in one leap!
"Is Senior Brother Mo Zheng only eighteen years old?"
"An 18-year-old prodigy, even younger than me—his talent is terrifying!"
"How come I've never heard of him before?"
"Do he and his senior brother Lan Jun usually multitask?"
At this moment, the martial arts hall was in an uproar. Everyone was asking about Mo Zheng, while those who knew Mo Zheng were immersed in a huge shock.
To conquer the Tower of Heaven in just three years—what incredible comprehension that must be!
More importantly, he is only eighteen years old. What kind of potential does an eighteen-year-old at the Unity Realm possess?
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