Chapter 37
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Chapter 37: The Seven Talents of Tianyun
Wei Hall B Ten, training ground.
Three days later, Wang Chen arrived punctually once again.
To his surprise, he found himself to be the last to arrive.
It was evident that the previous beating had left everyone so terrified that they all came early this time.
As the evening approached, Captain Li Wu Ji reappeared on the training platform.
This time, however, he did not call out names; instead, he introduced and assigned nine leaders to the nine Night Patrol Teams.
Wang Chen found himself in the Fourth Night Patrol Team, led by a thin, dark-skinned middle-aged cultivator.
Yao Mingjie, an outer sect disciple of Wei Hall, boasted a cultivation level of Qi Training eighth level!
He seemed deeply resistant to Li Wu Ji’s appointment, his face perpetually clouded with displeasure.
His gaze toward Wang Chen and the others was as if they owed him three hundred thousand spirit stones.
In stark contrast, the vice leader, Guo Ping, was far more amiable.
The newly formed Night Patrol Team consisted of one leader, one deputy, and seven new members. Guo Ping, the deputy, was a seasoned night watcher from Wei Hall B Ten, with a cultivation level of Qi Training seventh level and extensive experience in night patrols.
He took charge of organizing and training the team.
As evening fell, Wei Hall provided dinner for everyone.
Wang Chen sat in a corner with his allotted three rice balls, a piece of beast jerky, and some pickles.
The rice was slightly hard, the jerky a bit too salty, and the pickles had an odd flavor.
Yet, Wang Chen followed the ancient chewing method and ate with relish.
While enjoying this complimentary meal, he silently practiced the Five Element Technique to enhance his digestion and accelerate the absorption of the spiritual energy within the food.
After being recruited into the Night Patrol Team, he no longer had the opportunity to cultivate normally at night.
Thus, Wang Chen had to make the most of every fragment of time.
Without accumulating small steps, one cannot traverse a thousand miles.
Every bit of effort was a foundation for his future path to success.
In contrast, the other young cultivators in Wang Chen’s team clearly had different priorities.
They gathered in small groups, chatting and eating with visible excitement.
Among them was Jiang Cong, the first to receive a beating three days prior!
This fellow seemed to have forgotten the pain once his wounds healed; he laughed and joked with the others.
He even pulled out a magical artifact to flaunt, drawing envious glances from those around him.
Wang Chen couldn’t help but think that his parents had chosen the wrong name for him, as he didn’t seem particularly bright.
Moreover, he appeared to have been spoiled rotten.
In truth, among the one hundred thousand disciples of the outer sect of Yunyang Sect, many hailed from affluent families.
Many "Second-generation Cultivators" thrived comfortably under the patronage of their forebears.
Jiang Cong boasted a cultivation level at the sixth level of Qi Training.
However, upon observing with his Spirit Eye, Wang Chen noticed that Jiang Cong’s Magical Energy was notably unstable, with significant fluctuations.
It was almost certain that he had relied on elixirs to boost his cultivation!
Wang Chen was baffled as to how someone like him could be chosen for the Night Patrol Team, much like himself, a spiritual plant farmer at the fourth realm of Qi Training, who had also been unexpectedly enlisted, hinting at possible underhanded dealings.
Glancing at Team Leader Yao Mingjie, who looked as if he had just lost his father, Wang Chen couldn’t help but feel apprehensive about the team’s future.
Why was it so challenging to simply engage in quiet cultivation?
Each grain of rice seemed to ache.
Suddenly, the environment grew eerily silent, the usual banter and laughter of his teammates fading away.
This peculiar shift in atmosphere prompted Wang Chen, who was munching on a rice ball, to look up.
He then noticed several young male and female cultivators, accompanied by Li Wu Ji, making their way out of the Wei Hall.
Li Wu Ji, previously known for his cold, commanding demeanor and fiery temper, was now hunched slightly, a smile on his face, exuding a cautious, almost obsequious air.
It was as if he had been possessed by Evil Spirits!
At the forefront was a female cultivator clad in a light blue robe, her dark hair elegantly tied up, with a Flowing Cloud Sword slung across her back.
Her tall, graceful figure, paired with her radiant smile and starry eyes, carried an air of serene detachment.
Wang Chen instinctively reactivated his Spirit Eye.
Before he could scrutinize her further, the female cultivator abruptly turned her head, her Phoenix eyes flashing with a cold, intimidating light!
Wang Chen felt as though needles were piercing his eyes, nearly bringing him to tears.
A shiver ran down his spine, and he swiftly looked away.
This incident served as a stark reminder to Wang Chen.
The Spirit Eye must not be used indiscriminately; encountering someone with acute spiritual awareness and a volatile temper could only spell trouble.
Yet, this female cultivator had made a lasting impression on Wang Chen.
With legs that long, it would be a waste not to see her pedaling a tricycle!
【Spirit Eye · Experience +1】
【Spirit Eye (Proficient): 0/200】
The notification that appeared in his vision left Wang Chen momentarily speechless.
That single glance had unexpectedly elevated his Spirit Eye to the proficient level!
As Wang Chen stood there, lost in thought, the sword-bearing female cultivator and her entourage had already departed from the Wei Hall.
Moments later, the cultivators around Wang Chen erupted in a flurry of whispers and exclamations!
"Who is that?"
"What a stunning girl!"
"Shh, are you all trying to get yourselves killed? Can’t you see she’s wearing an inner sect jade token?"
"I wonder which master’s disciple she is."
"Why would an inner sect disciple come here?"
"Hah!"
At that moment, Jiang Cong suddenly sneered, "You really are frogs at the bottom of a well, not even recognizing her!"
His tone was dripping with sarcasm, making everyone want to punch him.
But no one took offense: "Who is she?"
Jiang Cong had the audacity to be late the first time the night watchers were summoned at Wei Hall, and his demeanor reeked of superiority. Clearly, he had some significant backing.
So, no one wanted to provoke him lightly.
Jiang Cong declared triumphantly, "This is Senior Sister Xie Yao, one of the Seven Talents of Tianyun. Her master is the Golden Core true disciple, Master Zhe Mei. Senior Sister Xie achieved perfect mastery of Qi Training two years ago!"
Everyone around gasped in awe.
Seven Talents of Tianyun, Golden Core true disciple, perfect mastery of Qi Training!
For these outer sect disciples, she was like a celestial being from the heavens.
Jiang Cong glanced around and lowered his voice, "It’s said that Senior Sister Xie hasn’t broken through yet because she’s refining her sword intent. Last year, the son of the deputy Grandmaster of Wufeng Sect took a fancy to her and brought his father to propose to Master Zhe Mei, but in the end…"
He paused for effect, waiting until all eyes were on him before continuing, "Senior Sister Xie challenged him to a sword duel to determine their fate, and with just one strike…"
"She sliced off that toad’s hairstyle, sending him fleeing back to Wufeng Mountain that very night!"
As soon as Jiang Cong finished, the crowd erupted in laughter and applause.
"Haha, that’s what I call justice!"
"Senior Sister Xie is incredible!"
"A toad dreaming of swan meat, pfft!"
"If only I could join the inner sect and catch a glimpse of Senior Sister Xie’s divine presence, my life would be complete!"
"You’re dreaming! Go stand on your head and pee to wake yourself up!"
They chattered excitedly, making Wang Chen feel as if he’d stumbled into a gossip forum.
This Jiang Cong was quite the character.
What a loss for the entertainment industry that he didn’t become a paparazzo!
Clang clang clang!
The copper bell rang out, and someone shouted, "Fourth Night Patrol Team, assemble at once!"
