Chapter 37: Wasteland

When the crowd around saw this scene clearly, there was an uproar; and the children who were closer to Bu Gong stared at Bu Gong with shining eyes.
Of course, among the crowd around, there were also those veteran disciples of Xianyang Sect; when they saw this, there was shock in their eyes when they looked at Bu Gong.
They knew very well that Hou Ming, eighteen years old, had been practicing for three years and was a leader among his peers who were at the third level of body shaping.
Because his cultivation was close to the peak of the third level of body shaping; and in the talent test that year, his talent was fourth level.
They had never expected that such an inner disciple with decent talent would be defeated by Bu Gong, a newbie who had not yet undergone a talent test and had not yet joined the sect.
Originally, several veteran disciples of Xianyang Sect in the crowd were inevitably a little dissatisfied when they saw the conflict between Bu Gong and Hou Ming.
You, a newbie who hasn’t even entered the sect yet, are actually provoking the veteran disciples of Xianyang Sect like this? This made several veteran disciples in the crowd a little angry.
Where can we veteran disciples of your sect put our faces?
Therefore, when they saw Hou Ming attacking Bu Gong, they just watched with gloating attitude and had no intention of taking action; but the final result was something none of them had expected. Bu Gong was not seriously injured by Hou Ming’s blow, but instead, Hou Ming’s right hand was crippled by Bu Gong’s punch.
Xuan Yue, who was standing on the side, showed a look of astonishment on her pretty face when she saw this scene; she was very clear about Hou Ming’s strength, and even if she faced him alone, she would only have about a 60% chance of winning. But the facts before her told her that Hou Ming was clearly defeated by Bu Gong, and there was no suspicion of any trickery.
“Ah… you little bastard, how dare you break my hand?” Hou Ming’s face was a little distorted at this time, and he stared at Bu Gong with resentment; his face twitched slightly, and it was not known whether it was due to the pain in his hand or other reasons.
“Oh? According to what you said, I can only stand still and let you break my hand?” When Bu Gong heard Hou Ming’s words, a strange look appeared on his originally calm face. His eyes looked slightly innocent to outsiders as he looked at Hou Ming, whose face was blue, as if he was looking at a rare animal.
“Pfft” Not only did everyone laugh quietly when they saw Bu Gong’s aggrieved and innocent expression; as a result, all the children and other people who witnessed the fight between the two burst into laughter.
At this time, Hou Ming’s eyes were gloomy, his face was distorted, and his body was trembling slightly. He looked up and stared at Bu Gong with resentment, and the meaning was very clear: “Boy, you wait, this matter will not be over so easily.” But Bu Gong just glanced at him lightly and didn’t think about it anymore.
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In fact, in Xianyang Sect, the difference between inner disciples and outer disciples is their cultivation and age.
The requirement is that your cultivation must reach the third level of body shaping before the age of twenty; and in addition to this, there is one particularly important point, which is that your talent cannot be lower than the third level.
If your talent is lower, that is, third-class talent, but you reach the third level of body shaping at the age of eighteen or nineteen, then you can also apply to be promoted to an inner disciple.
But if you have a first or second-class talent, then even if you reach the third level of body shaping before the age of twenty, you will not be able to be promoted to an inner disciple.
Because first and second level talents simply cannot break through the body-shaping stage and enter the higher level of the Peeping Yuan Realm; in fact, there were disciples with this talent in the Xianyang Sect before, but they could not enter the Peeping Yuan Realm in their entire lives.
In fact, there is a watershed between the second and third level talents; even the third level talents and the fourth level talents are completely different; the speed of cultivation is simply incomparable.
Over time, in this situation, disciples whose talents were less than the third level were considered to have no “immortal roots” for cultivating immortals. They were all registered disciples or outer disciples. Even if their cultivation reached the peak of the third level of body shaping, they could not be promoted to inner disciples.
Of course, it is not impossible for a person with third-class talent to reach the peak of the Body Shaping Stage or even enter the Yuan-Seeking Stage, but it is difficult and slow.
People like them with low talents will be several times slower in cultivation than their peers with high talents.
A fourth-grade talent like Hou Ming’s is considered average; “Since Hou Ming, with such talent and cultivation, was defeated by Bu Gong with a single punch, and Bu Gong only looks seventeen years old, then Bu Gong’s talent…” Some people thought of this, and the look in their eyes when they looked at Bu Gong had subtly changed.
Seeing Hou Ming turned away angrily, Bu Gong also turned his head and looked at the test on the high platform in the square; “Junior Brother Bu Gong, I’m sorry for what happened just now. I didn’t expect that I would cause you such unnecessary trouble because of me.” Just as Bu Gong was staring intently, a woman’s voice with a hint of apology came to his ears.
“Hehe… Senior Sister Xuan, you’re too polite. After all, you can’t influence other people’s thoughts. It’s not your fault.” Bu Gong was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then spoke.
When Xuan Yue heard Bu Gong say this, her beautiful eyes moved and swept towards Bu Gong’s handsome but wooden face; then her eyes flickered slightly, and her red lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but seemed inconvenient to say it out loud.
Bu Gong also noticed something. He hesitated for a moment and said softly, “Senior Sister Xuan, do you have something to say to me?”
When Xuan Yue heard Bu Gong asking him this, he glanced around and then lowered his voice slightly: “Junior Brother Bu Gong, Hou Ming is a narrow-minded person, but if it was just him, you don’t have to care, but…” Xuan Yue said this and looked at Bu Gong. The meaning was self-evident, that is, there was someone behind Hou Ming.
When Bu Gong heard Xuan Yue say this, his indifferent dark eyes flashed slightly, and then he smiled and said, “Thank you, Senior Sister Xuan, for the reminder.” At this point, Bu Gong paused slightly and continued, “I wonder if Senior Sister Xuan can tell me in detail?” At this time, Bu Gong looked at Xuan Yue with a hint of curiosity.
Bu Gong also had some concerns in his mind. Although he had just been out of the town for a short time, he was not the kind of honest and simple-minded fool who knew nothing. From the previous fight with Hou Ming and the verbal conflict, it could be seen that he was definitely not a broad-minded person and had a strong desire for revenge.
Judging from Xuan Yue’s appearance at this moment, she seemed to be concerned about the person behind Hou Ming; otherwise, with Hou Ming’s cultivation level, he would not dare to stick behind Xuan Yue and talk nonsense.
Bu Gong could also roughly feel Xuan Yue’s cultivation level. Since he could make Xuan Yue feel afraid, Bu Gong also became curious about the person behind Hou Ming.
When Xuan Yue heard Bu Gong ask this, her beautiful eyes moved slightly, with a hint of hesitation in her eyes; she looked at Bu Gong again, her beautiful eyes moved, and a hint of decisiveness flashed inadvertently, and then she said softly: “You just need to remember that the person behind him is the core disciple of the sect.”
“Moreover, that person is extremely protective of his shortcomings, rather cruel, and a bit reckless.” When Xuan Yue said this, her voice was a little unnatural, and she avoided Bu Gong’s gaze.
It seemed that what happened to Hou Ming just now was caused by herself, and she felt that Bu Gong would blame her, so she was a little hesitant when speaking!
Suddenly, she seemed to remember what happened when she first entered the sect.
That time it must have been because of Hou Ming. The madman behind Hou Ming actually destroyed the cultivation of an inner disciple of the sect, and made the inner disciple kneel down and apologize in front of Hou Ming in public.
This shouldn’t be the case, and there was a rumor that the family of that inner disciple was also massacred by a few strangers overnight at the same time. Thinking of this, Xuan Yue couldn’t help but feel a little afraid of that person.
At that time, Xuan Yue had just entered the sect; she thought that she would be carefree from then on, and that she would become an immortal admired by everyone.
But before they could be happy for long, they encountered that scene. Later, they heard that the sect did not impose any strict punishment on the madman, but only confined him for a few months.
After that incident, Xuan Yue had a different opinion about the immortal sect that he once longed for; even the legendary immortals were bullied and bullied others.
Xuan Yue was obviously quite concerned about the person behind Hou Ming, and was reluctant to mention that person in front of others; because many things are caused by the mouth, but today’s conflict between Bu Gong and Hou Ming was caused by her, and now that Bu Gong asked, she was embarrassed not to say it.
“Hmm?” Bu Gong heard Xuan Yue say this, and at the same time he also noticed Xuan Yue’s expression. His eyes condensed slightly, and his heart was also awe-inspiring; “Core disciple?” Bu Gong murmured in an inaudible voice, with a trace of worry in his eyes.
Judging from Xuan Yue’s expression just now, it seemed that she was extremely afraid of the person behind Hou Ming, and she was even unwilling to mention it.
Seeing Bu Gong’s expression, Xuan Yue thought that Bu Gong was a little scared, so she smiled and said, “Don’t worry, although the person behind him is very powerful and protective, that person has no time to bother you now.”
“Oh? Why is that?” After hearing Xuan Yue’s words, Bu Gong’s slightly frown relaxed a little and she asked, “Have you heard of the Wasteland Realm?” Xuan Yue did not answer Bu Gong’s words, but she asked a question that was unrelated to the topic.
“The Wasteland Realm?” When Bu Gong heard Xuan Yue say this, a strange color flashed in his eyes. “It seems that on the way to Xianyang Gate, Lin Xin and Senior Brother Wu Likun mentioned these three words. From the sound of these words, could it be a certain place?” Bu Gong’s mind raced.
Bu Gong looked at Xuan Yue and shook his head slightly. Xuan Yue took a deep breath and explained, “The Wasteland Realm is an ancient battlefield that is independent of Sangyunzhou and is sealed.”
At this point, Xuan Yue paused briefly and continued: “I also heard my master mention this place before. I heard that the Wasteland Realm is actually a level space; the first level is the first level of space just after entering the battlefield. It is said that there are the sites of ancient forces in ancient times, ancient sects and so on.”
“Of course there is more than one level, there are also second and third levels and so on, which also correspond to the second and third levels of space. There are many sects and forces in Sangyunzhou, and most of the disciples with cultivation above the Yuanyuan realm will choose to go to the Wasteland Realm to seek opportunities and try their luck. However, some people ascend to heaven after coming out, while others have never come out after entering,” Xuan Yue explained slowly.
“As for the highest level in the Wasteland Realm, no one has ever known; but which level of space you can reach depends on your strength and opportunity.” At this point, Xuan Yue changed his tone: “But I heard that cultivators with the cultivation base of Danyuan Realm cannot enter that space; because that space has a strong repulsion to such strong people.”
Bu Gong listened patiently to Xuan Yue’s explanation, and gradually gained some understanding of this so-called Wasteland Realm. When Xuan Yue mentioned this, Bu Gong’s eyes flickered slightly, as if he had guessed what Xuan Yue meant by mentioning the Wasteland Realm. He tentatively asked, “Senior Sister Xuan, are you saying that the person behind Hou Ming is currently in the Wasteland Realm?”
Xuan Yue heard Bu Gong say this, and a smile flashed across her beautiful eyes. She said, “As my junior brother said, that person just entered the Wasteland Realm last year. If he wants to come out, it will probably take at least three or four years.”
When Bu Gong heard this, a hint of surprise flashed across his calm face, and he said, “Is there a time limit for entering that place?”
Seeing Bu Gong asking this, Xuan Yue smiled and said, “It’s okay if you want to understand it this way, because no matter who it is, once they enter the Wasteland Realm, they have to stay there for at least three years before they can come out.” After saying that, a strange look appeared on Xuan Yue’s pretty face.
Obviously, she was also a little confused by this situation. Her beautiful eyes flashed slightly as she looked at Bu Gong and continued, “So, you don’t have to worry too much about the person behind Hou Ming for the time being; but you can’t be careless either. Because of the person behind Hou Ming, he also has a group of close friends in the sect who may make things difficult for you.”
In response to this, Bu Gong curled his lips slightly, and said helplessly: “There is no other way, we can only deal with it as it comes.” Xuan Yue saw Bu Gong’s expression and felt a little amused and said: “It doesn’t matter, Hou Ming’s cronies are not as unscrupulous as the person behind him, they will act with propriety.”
In response, Bu Gong just nodded and said nothing more; “By the way, have you finished your talent test?” Xuan Yue asked again just as Bu Gong turned around.
“Well, it’s not my turn yet. It will probably be the afternoon,” Bu Gong said softly. Xuan Yue smiled slightly after hearing Bu Gong say this, and after a moment of hesitation, he continued, “Brother Bu Gong, you have such a high level of cultivation at such a young age. I guess the talent test won’t have much impact on you, right?”
In response, Bu Gong just shook his head and said nothing; seeing this, Xuan Yue didn’t ask any more questions and turned to look at the test platform in the center of the square.