After Han Yue became an outer disciple, it was his first time witnessing the true world of cultivation. In the Qingling Sect, the inner sect, outer sect, and servant disciples were clearly divided, with fierce competition among the outer disciples. Resources within the sect were limited, and only the strong could stand out.
On the first day of the spirit stone and elixir distribution, Han Yue had a confrontation with the outer sect genius, Ling Qinghe.
"A mere mortal body dares to covet high-grade spirit stones? These things are not for you," Ling Qinghe said with disdain, raising his hand to knock Han Yue's spirit stones to the ground.
Han Yue's gaze turned cold, but he suppressed his anger and said in a low voice, "The distribution of spirit stones is a sect rule. Senior Brother Ling, you are being too overbearing."
"Rules?" Ling Qinghe sneered. "Strength is the rule! Without strength, what right do you have to claim these resources?"
The disciples around them burst into laughter, all looking at Han Yue as if he were an insignificant insect.
Han Yue's heart burned with rage, but his reason told him that he was no match for Ling Qinghe right now. Just as he was about to endure and step back, a faint glow suddenly radiated from the spirit jade at his waist. He focused his mind, and it felt as though he heard a vague voice:
"Borrow the power of the spirit, and break your enemy!"
A warm current surged into Han Yue's body, and his spiritual energy skyrocketed. He clenched his fist tightly, took a step forward, and coldly said, "Senior Brother Ling, since strength is the rule, how about we have a competition?"