C770 Closed Training
C770 Closed Training
As he laid on the bed, the Primordial Spirit was quickly browsing through the jade strips inside the Sumeru Bracelet. As long as it was anything related to alchemy, he would leave them alone and put them aside.
Even with his powerful Primordial Spirit, he had only seen half of the jade chips throughout the entire night. The next day, he had no choice but to end it as he brought Qing Yu and the other two back to the Zixia Mountain.
Under the lead of a Deification Early Period cultivator, the fifty warriors who had come out from the competition this time were led to an almost sealed off valley at the top of the Zixia Mountain.
In the valley, Feng Yimo and the others saw more than thirty warriors with powerful auras.
"They are the martial artists from the last Martial Arts Competition. They have been here for five years. For the next year, you will live together with them and receive tough training." The Deification Early Period cultivator leading the way introduced and said.
Everyone was shocked, so many warriors had been training for five years, what exactly were they going to do with their Zixia Mountain?
Although these warriors had not reached Martial Master, they were already at the peak of Innate Rankers and were equivalent to half step Martial Master. Looking at Feng Yimo and the others, their eyes were filled with contempt. They did not know that in this year's batch of warriors, there was a Martial Saint and three Martial Master s.
"Boss, what should we do?" The one who spoke was not Lone Wolf, but one of the top 50 fighters. Now, Feng Yimo's reputation was like the sun in the sky, naturally becoming their backbone. They also followed Lone Wolf and the others, calling Feng Yimo "Boss".
"What else can we do? We can find a place to rest and wait for orders from the higher ups!" Although those senior fighters were powerful, he did not put them in his eyes.
"Yes sir!" All of the warriors cupped their fists in salute and went into the valley to look for a place to rest.
The old martial artists, who had originally wanted to show off their strength to the newcomers, were somewhat surprised. How come this year's martial artists were so united, all listening to the orders of a young boy?
At this moment, Feng Yimo only had Lone Wolf, Hsu Mu, and Qing Yu by his side.
"Boss, it's quite interesting. Are they trying to teach us a lesson?" Lone Wolf revealed a vicious look in his eye as he clenched his fists, "Why don't we give them a little surprise?"
Feng Yimo looked at Cultivator of the Deification Period and the cultivator immediately left: "In the afternoon, someone will come to give you special training!"
Seeing that the Cultivator of the Deification Period had disappeared, Feng Yimo said indifferently: "Go, don't attack too heavily!"
"Yes sir!"
Lone Wolf, Hsu Mu, and Qing Yu leaped a few meters high into the air. Like three fierce tigers, they pounced on the old warriors who were eyeing them covetously.
The senior warrior named Qin Yang was the head, he knew things were not going well seeing that the Cultivator of the Deification Period had left. However, seeing that Feng Yimo had only sent three people, he was startled and laughed sinisterly: "Go, eleven men against one!" He refused to believe that after five years of hard training, ten people wouldn't be able to defeat a single newbie!
However, he only saw his underlings that had just rushed out turn into flying men. They all flew out dozens of feet like kites while screaming in pain.
In just a moment, none of the thirty-three people were able to stand!
Qin Yang stood blankly on the spot, he did not believe what he was seeing.
"Hehe, it's your turn!" Lone Wolf laughed maliciously and struck out with his fist at Qin Yang. In a rush, Qin Yang struck out with his fist, and his fist collided with Lone Wolf's fist. He felt a huge force transmit as his entire body flew out dozens of feet, breaking a tree as thick as a bowl.
Boom! *
Qin Yang landed on the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with shock.
"Alright, let's stop. Let him pour out his lodging. We'll stay there!" Feng Yimo said with his hands behind his back.
"Yes sir!" Lone Wolf, who was about to give another punch, hurriedly retracted his hand and picked up Qin Yang, "Your life is good. Boss, be kind and listen to me. Go and vacate your spot. Our boss wants to stay!"
At that moment, how could Qin Yang dare to refuse? He quickly brought Feng Yimo and the other three to a spacious cave deep within the valley.
This cave was seventy to eighty feet high and was hundreds of feet wide. There were stone benches, stone tables, and even a decent stone bed. The ground was dry and there were several stone pots with some flowers and plants planted inside.
Feng Yimo nodded in satisfaction, "Not bad!"
"Scram, go find a place yourself!" Lone Wolf kicked Qin Yang to the ground and followed Feng Yimo into the cave. He praised Feng Yimo: "I didn't expect that this brat really knows how to enjoy himself."
"Hehe, of course, staying in this valley for five years, if I don't find a more comfortable place, how would I survive? Do you want to live together? " Feng Yimo laughed.
"No, let's go find a place. This is a good place for you, boss."
After the three of them left, Feng Yimo sat on the stone bed and pondered about the true purpose of Zixia Mountain. The reason they had the previous martial artists stay behind and train was so they wouldn't have nothing to do. They probably wanted to use martial artists to do something, but compared to cultivators, they were much weaker. What could they do?
Could it be that in some places, cultivators could not go, but only martial artists could?
During this period of time, after interacting with Elder De and the others, he realized that their esteemed Master Cultivator had been extremely patient with him. This meant that they had taken a great liking to his identity as a martial artist, and it also meant that what they wanted him to do was extraordinary!
What was it?
Feng Yimo had once used the Great Wisdom Eye to look at Elder De. They only obeyed orders and did not know the whole story.
"Let's take a step at a time. Sooner or later, the truth will be revealed!" Feng Yimo muttered to himself.
Before he came back, he had taken out a Celestial Secret Plate. Driven by the Celestial Strategy Book, the Celestial Secret Eye circled around a few times and stopped at a semi-dangerous area.
"… …"
In the afternoon, a late stage Body Fusion cultivator appeared in the valley and was not surprised to see the old martial artist's swollen face.
"From today onwards, all of you will remain here for nine months of training. Your only goal is to raise your martial arts level! "During these nine months, no one is allowed to go down the mountain. Those who disobey my orders are to be killed!" The late stage Body Fusion cultivator's gaze was like lightning as it swept across all the warriors. Everyone felt as if they had been seen through by him, and all became silent.
"Yes sir!"
All the warriors answered in unison. At this point, those who didn't want to listen had to listen. Before this, there were a few old practitioners who couldn't bear the hardships of training. They snuck out and died before leaving the valley.
"Very good! As long as you follow the rules of the valley, nothing will happen to you. If you complete the mission, the reward you will receive is unimaginable. The late stage Body Fusion cultivator said.
"Yes sir!" Everyone was excited and their blood was boiling. That was the City Lord after all.