Chapter 826 - 43: If You Were the Sect Master, Wouldn’t You Deal with Him Too?

Chapter 826: Chapter 43: If You Were the Sect Master, Wouldn’t You Deal with Him Too?

Li Xin got up early in the morning to clean. Last night, the Inner Hall disciples trained until the middle of the night, and Elder Wang’s roars were incessant. Listening to those soul-deep howls, it seemed like the old man was about to spit out his liver in anger.

After tidying up the Martial Arts Arena and returning to the kitchen, Shi Dazhu also came back carrying firewood, and the large water vats were filled to the brim with mountain spring water. Seeing Shi Dazhu’s solid muscles, his physique was undoubtedly a good seedling for Body Cultivation.

Gan Jiu yawned as he got up to make breakfast, complaining that Elder Wang’s overtime made him unable to sleep well.

The two began preparing breakfast, and once the steaming was done, the disciples who had awakened started to eat breakfast one after another.

It was rare for Young Sect Master Fang Chi to be the first one to arrive following the aroma. Fang Chi was in an exceptionally good mood; money gave a sense of security, and his attitude towards training had improved greatly. Fang Qingning was a bit harsh, controlling him too strictly.

"Fatty Nine, today’s breakfast is pretty good."

"Young Sect Master is in a great mood, huh?" Gan Jiu laughed.

"That’s because I’ve grasped the essence of Elder Wang’s technique. The glory of the Martial Heart Sect still relies on me," Fang Chi said.

The other Inner Sect disciples came out one after another. Although the training was tough, their recovery afterwards was surprisingly quick, and they didn’t feel as exhausted as expected. This feeling of thoroughness filled them with enthusiasm for today’s training.

Disciples quickly finished eating and voluntarily went to the Martial Arts Arena to start their preparation early.

Li Xin and Shi Dazhu helped Gan Jiu clean up, and once they were done, they went to their small base, a small bamboo forest in the corner of the Martial Arts Arena.

Fang Qingning was aware that three guys were squatting in the corner outside. Sometimes their discussions were a bit loud, but it wasn’t really considered stealing knowledge. After all, they were disciples of the Martial Heart Sect; Outer Disciples were still disciples, and it wasn’t prohibiting them from learning per se; it’s just that the rule was that Outer Disciples needed to become Inner Sect Disciples to qualify, so it was a matter of turning a blind eye.

Wang Zhigao also knew but was too lazy to manage it. In a small sect like Martial Heart Sect, the rules didn’t need to be so strict, and having a bit more humanity was fine. In the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, such matters could lead to expulsion and the abolishment of power if severe.

Looking at the disciples’ spirit, Wang Zhigao was quite surprised. He had assumed that these guys would be dragging their feet, considering his training tasks were very tough and truly exhausting due to their weak foundation. But now, seeing their good recovery, all he could say was that focus and going all out can work miracles.

Wang Zhigao remained expressionless, "Yesterday, Fang Chi, Fang Qingning, and Xue Yong were the top three performers, with the fastest progress by Chai Jin. Although he is only of the Third Grade, his comprehension is excellent. Everyone should remember that if you grow normally, with your talents, at least half of you can reach the Fourth Grade, and at least 20% can reach the peak of the Fourth Grade. However, the difference between one Fourth Grade and another isn’t getting smaller but larger."

Cai Qingfeng had an ugly expression. As the senior brother of the Martial Heart Sect and the protector of Fang Qingning, so many people were being praised, and even Fang Chi, that little brat, could rank first, but why not him?

"Elder Wang, I still don’t understand. I’ve been diligently training my Spiritual Ability fluctuations, but I feel my strength is decreasing, and everything feels wrong. What’s the point in hindering myself so much in using Spiritual Ability during actual combat if I can’t defeat the enemy?" Cai Qingfeng said.

Many disciples also looked at Wang Zhigao. That’s actually what they wanted to know, but they dared not question due to Elder Wang’s fame and grumpy nature.

Wang Zhigao looked at Cai Qingfeng and pointed to the Obsidian Stele standing in the middle of the site. The Obsidian Stele had a strong Spiritual Ability absorption and decomposition role, and with the array, it was a very good target.

Wang Zhigao extended a finger and lightly tapped the Obsidian Stele. Instantly, a loud "boom" exploded like a cannon blast, sweeping out with force, leaving the whole arena silent.

"I just used a Third Grade Spiritual Ability output, but with this power, who among you can take it?" Wang Zhigao said calmly.

"Elder Wang, was that the Arhat Finger from Celestial Dragon Temple?" Fang Chi’s eyes sparkled.

"The Arhat Finger from Celestial Dragon Temple is much more powerful than this. Of course, the power of my one finger can match the Great Vajra Finger from Vajra Institute. Simply put, high-speed accumulation of Spiritual Ability combined with super strong cohesion can form a high-explosive attack. There is also the unity of the body in this; once truly mastered, its power is much greater," Wang Zhigao explained. "This is just the beginning. Real experts can cultivate their gifts to the extreme, then harmonize with their Spirit Roots, forming a unique killer move. So tell me, what use is it to just reach the Fourth Grade?"

All at once, the disciples’ gazes at Wang Zhigao were no longer filled with previous fear and resentment but with admiration and trust.

"I am from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. While the identity from Celestial Destiny Sect allows me to leave the sect, I cannot teach you the ultimate skills of Ten Thousand Swords Sect. I can teach you the skills of utilizing Spiritual Ability and some insights I’ve gathered over the years. Remember, the gap in Spiritual Ability itself is limited, but the gap in the application of Spiritual Ability is vast. How far you can go and what level you can reach, all depends on yourselves," Wang Zhigao said. "Life is as transient as the autumn leaves. Will you live in a daze, or walk the most brilliant path to the end? I’m here to pave the way for you."

The three at the base of the wall.

"Damn, didn’t expect Elder Wang to be so good at stirring emotions. I’m almost moved," Gan Jiu said.

"Why would such a person come to our place?" Shi Dazhu couldn’t help but ask.

"Ah, the higher the sect, the fiercer the struggle. Elder Wang must have skills, but his temper is indeed bad, and he offends people, often opposing the Sect Master. If you were the Sect Master, wouldn’t you deal with him? Also, Ten Thousand Swords Sect doesn’t lack people with such skills," Gan Jiu laughed. "They just underestimated Elder Wang’s stubbornness. Who would have thought he would truly lower himself to a sect like ours? Of course, if he truly fosters development here, Elder Wang would definitely let off a lot of steam."

"Idiot Zhu, take a good look. That one finger was really skillful. Brute Force isn’t reliable."

Shi Dazhu shook his head, "Hmph, my strength is great enough to make up for technique."

In the Martial Arts Arena, Wang Zhigao continued, "Everyone has different characteristics. One must go with the flow and find a cultivation path that suits themselves while laying a solid foundation first. Now, start training!"

Wang Zhigao looked at the clean and neat Martial Arts Arena with a very comfortable feeling. He couldn’t endure messiness. While the Martial Heart Sect might have declined, the rules still existed, and the disciples’ foundation was poor, yet the sect’s heritage remained. Suddenly, he felt that choosing the Martial Heart Sect wasn’t such a bad decision.

Disciples began a new day of cultivation, and Wang Zhigao’s focus was still on Fang Chi and Fang Qingning. The siblings had significantly higher aptitude, followed by Chai Jin, whom he discovered. Although Chai Jin’s Spiritual Cultivation was mid-tier, his comprehension was top grade. Next was Xue Yong, and finally Cai Qingfeng. It was no wonder the Cai Family let him do as he pleased, perhaps having already given up. To the Cai Family, his talent wasn’t outstanding, and advantageous resources were undoubtedly concentrated on the core heirs.