Can't Stop Feeling Relaxed! . . .
[Does it mean… Grandmasters know what would happen from the beginning?]
[Holy heavens. What is going on recently? Weird things happened one after another! Can't anything be normal again?]
"Changtian, look, as long as you spend long enough time with the boy, you will find..." Yun Piaoliu sighed and said, "There is no common sense that can apply to him. Any surprising things can happen. Anything is possible. When the moonlight shined on him the other day, we should have known it. What you said are just a few combats. It really doesn't mean anything!"
Yue Changtian was at a loss for words. "..."
"Forget it. Let me show you something much more astonishing." Lei Dadi handed him a small book.
It contained Cha Chongxiao's three-month training record.
Yue Changtian knew that Cha Chongxiao had successfully completed the three months of training, but he was unaware of the details. Some disciples had finished the training with assistance, and while Cha Chongxiao might have excelled, perhaps he had received some help from the grandmasters. This wouldn't have been too surprising. After all, he had already amazed everyone when the moonlight bestowed its grace upon him. His performance during the subsequent three months of training was eagerly anticipated.
However, as Yue Changtian perused the first page of the small book, his astonishment knew no bounds. He rose abruptly, his eyes wide open.
"Grandmasters... Is this real? You didn't fabricate this, did you?"
The question he posed sent shivers down his spine.
He was not easily shocked, but the contents of the first page were genuinely incredible. It recounted the first challenge, where the trainee was required to carry a total of 2500 kilograms. Cha Chongxiao donned 1750 kilograms of clothing and wielded a 750-kilogram bucket. Under these conditions, the all-time record was to carry water back to the vat eight times, with no one ever achieving a ninth. Cha Chongxiao, however, completed ten rounds and even managed an eleventh, meaning he transported water back to the vat a staggering eleven times.
Such a feat was beyond extraordinary.
Lei Dadi anticipated that Yue Changtian would have questions, so he glanced at him and offered a hint. "Continue reading. Save your questions for later."
Clearly, they expected Yue Changtian's reaction.
[You think this is astounding? You're in for a surprise. Prepare to be amazed!]
As Yue Changtian perused the small book, he started to perspire. His hands shook as he made his way through its pages.
Lei Dadi was right; he was indeed perspiring.
Lei Dadi observed him and remarked, "Impressed, aren't you? Given what he's achieved, if you told me he had bested even you, I wouldn't be taken aback."
Yue Changtian wiped his brow and nodded. "Nor would I..."
After completing the record book, he descended the mountain.
In that moment, he found himself wondering whether the statement he had made earlier might actually come true one day.
[Perhaps... he will be a true saint in Cold Moon Palace's history!]
Suddenly, he felt a pang of regret.
[My fish... What a waste... If I had given all my fish to Cha Chongxiao, he would undoubtedly be much stronger... If only I had!] He felt a profound sense of loss. [With the right support... perhaps we will see our true saint sooner...]
...
Yue Changtian, without disclosing the reason to anyone, began backing Cha Chongxiao. As a result, Cha Eun Xiao became a contestant in the competition for the first-grade prime disciple of the Dream Origin Stage!
"Cold Moon Palace, 12th branch, 39th subbranch disciple, Cha Chongxiao, enters the ground competition for the first-grade prime disciple of the Dream Origin Stage!"
News of this quickly spread throughout the sect.
He no longer needed to be introduced as a disciple of the 'first group' this time, marking a significant advancement in his status.
Cha Eun Xiao had breezed his way through the earlier stages, but now, the pressure began to mount. In essence, he was entering a phase where he might face formidable challenges.
The Dream Origin Stage disciples from various sub-branches were undoubtedly formidable individuals, each with their unique strengths and specialties. Cha Eun Xiao still lagged behind the Dream Origin Stage cultivators, and his best recourse was to rely on his combat skills.
However, the disciples he was about to face were seasoned warriors, well-versed in the art of combat. Otherwise, they wouldn't have achieved elite status in their respective groups.
Additionally, Cha Eun Xiao couldn't reveal his hidden martial arts abilities just yet. While in the Land of Han-Yang, he could employ the techniques of the Xiao Monarch at will since few people were aware of them. However, he wasn't yet powerful enough to unveil even a fraction of these martial arts abilities.
Moreover, he was part of one of the three factions, which necessitated discretion.
The special three-month training he had undergone had significantly enhanced his tenacity, making it more likely that he would persevere even when others anticipated him giving up. When his opponents underestimated him, he seized the opportunity for a final counterattack to secure victory.
He repeated this strategy in multiple battles, leaving those who witnessed it perplexed.
One young and talented disciple, who had fallen victim to Cha Eun Xiao's tactic, found himself surrounded by fellow cultivators, and his master was furious.
"Are you a fool? Tell me! Are you stupid?" someone scolded the young man. "You saw the people before you make the same mistake! They lost because they underestimated that man when he seemed exhausted! Why did you commit the same blunder when you clearly knew it was wrong to underestimate him?"
Over a dozen failures had occurred before him, and yet he seemed to have learned nothing. His master was both frustrated and irritated.
The level two Dream Origin Stage disciple felt unfairly treated. "I didn't want that either... Towards the end of the battle, I genuinely believed that Cha Chongxiao was utterly spent... I was certain I could defeat him with minimal effort... I couldn't fathom him resisting my attack! I know you all shared that sentiment... I simply didn't anticipate him mounting a counteroffensive..."