It was a group of senior students, they were the bullies in this academy.
"Don't you know when we come everyone respects even some of the instructors, well what's with you?"
"First level 3 star cultivator? Is this a joke? Since when did this academy bring weakling?"
"Watch your mouth"
Some of them were first level 5 star cultivators. But I need to leave as fast as possible, as the elder said, so as not to cause trouble.
One of them held shoulder on me and tried to take the book I was searching for. I removed his hand.
"Brat you got some nerves"
"If you want you can search in this library, just because you are wealthy doesn't mean you can bully others"
"Brat i will rip your arrogant month and break you bones into pieces"
He was about to throw punches. And I, too, was ready to fight. In the middle, one of the teachers intermediate us.
"We don't fight in the study room"
With just one sweep of his hand, the intense wind blows us away.
"Brat, i will fix your attitude soon, remember nobody mess with royals"
Royal? So that is why they have will power.
They left.
"Thank you teacher", I thanked him and left.
"Royal? Some say that peace was made by royals. But how come they are actually so arrogant?
Master- "actually the term is Celestial Royal. To me they are the most bullies and and the upperhand hand always bully the weak and snatch whatever they want.
Even destroys relation and takes every beautiful girls"
"We should avoid the problems with them, but that guy wont leaves us with today matter"
I will have to be strong first. Whatever the problems are i will teach them their arrogant attitude
Back at the Mohe forest.
"We are almost there. I hope that Yin or whatsoever can't reach us"
"Ming, let's start hunting from here, if anyone of you see the beast with more than one soul bone, contact us immediately"
All dispersed.
The other group, Kong, went in the opposite direction of Ming's group. Yet they were with 6 members, they were friendly.
Some of the beautiful girls didn't go to Mohe forest but they went to other training classes.
This assignment was interesting but difficult too.
Back at the Academy: academic meeting.
The atmosphere in the meeting room of Quenzhi Academy was heavy with anticipation. The Director's words hung in the air like a storm cloud.
Director: "Sushan, the places on earth are vast. It will be difficult to find the Child of Destiny.
However, if we can establish an alliance with the Qianye Sect, their resources and strength might enable us to identify promising cultivators among the younger generation."
An instructor, an elder with a long, flowing beard, leaned forward, his voice laden with wisdom and warning.
Instructor: "Director, have we forgotten the great battle a hundred years ago? The heavens and the earth trembled as gods clashed in a war that shaped history.
The scars of that battle remain—divine energy lingers, and old grudges have not been erased. We supported the God of War in that battle, and our enemies will not let that matter rest."
Sushan, who had been sitting quietly until now, stood up, his eyes resolute.
Sushan: "Director, elders, if the Child of Destiny truly exists, we must act swiftly but carefully. I will oversee the preparations and look into this matter myself.
Rest assured, the academy's strength will not falter under my watch."
The Director nodded approvingly. "Do what you must, Sushan. Time is of the essence."
With a respectful bow, Sushan bid farewell to the academic meeting.
He left the grand hall, his mind already racing with plans.
The mission was clear, but the challenges ahead were daunting. He knew that the enemies lurking in the shadows would not sit idly by if they discovered the academy's involvement.
Back to Yin
Yin, having left the academy after the incident in the library, walked along a cobblestone path surrounded by dense, misty forests.
His thoughts were turbulent, replaying the words of the Celestial Royal bullies.
Yin: "Celestial Royals… Is their arrogance truly born from power, or is it fear disguised as pride?"
Master: "Power often breeds arrogance, Yin. But remember, arrogance is a shield for the weak-hearted. True strength lies in humility and discipline."
As they conversed, Yin's eyes caught sight of a large, colorful poster plastered on a wooden notice board at a roadside inn. Curious, he approached and read aloud.
Yin: "Competition! Winner will receive one of the rarest herbs: the Dragonvine Blossom, known to enhance Qi manipulation and increase cultivation speed."
His master's voice immediately resonated in his mind.
Master: "Yin, the Dragonvine Blossom is a rare herb. Its properties are unparalleled for a cultivator in your stage. This opportunity is too good to ignore."
Yin nodded, his excitement growing. "It's being held at Ester Village. That's not far from here.
If I can win this, I'll enhance my strength.
Determined, Yin altered his course toward Ester Village, his steps brisk and purposeful. As he traveled, the road became busier, with other cultivators of varying levels heading in the same direction. The air buzzed with anticipation and chatter.
The Ester Village
Ester Village was bustling with activity. Stalls lined the streets, selling everything from weapons and talismans to ingredients.
In the center of the village, a large wooden arena had been constructed, surrounded by banners and a cheering crowd.
Yin entered the village square, his gaze sweeping across the competitors. Some looked confident, exuding strong auras that indicated high cultivation levels.
Others appeared nervous, clutching their weapons tightly. A group of spectators whispered excitedly about the competition.
Actually they were betting the money for the battles. So in Yin's name only two of them bet on Yin.
Spectator 1: "I heard one of the competitors is a 7-star cultivator! No way anyone can beat him."
Spectator 2: "But don't underestimate the underdogs. Sometimes, raw determination can outshine sheer power."
Yin smirked. "Today i will acquire that herbs"
As he moved closer to register for the competition, a sharp, mocking voice interrupted him.
???: "Well, well, if it isn't another weakling hoping to make a name for himself."
"Young boy this is not a child play"
Yin turned to see a tall, smug-looking youth flanked by two lackeys. His cultivation aura suggested he was at least a 5-star level, and his expression radiated disdain.
Yin: "Keep your opinions to yourself. You might need them to console yourself after I win."
The youth's smirk faltered for a moment before he burst into laughter.
???: "Bold words for someone who doesn't even belong in the same league as me. Let's see if you can back them up."
Ignoring the taunts, Yin registered for the competition and found a quiet spot to meditate. His master's voice guided him through mental preparation.
He used a fake name: Yan.