Chapter 830 - 47: Real Deal

Chapter 830: Chapter 47: Real Deal

Divine Land, Cyan Dragon City, Martial Heart Sect.

The disciples of Martial Heart Sect were training with great enthusiasm. It was challenging, and currently, more than half of the disciples were struggling to adapt to the flexible handling of Spiritual Ability and continued to practice diligently. Elder Wang remained patient, understanding the difficulty of changing habits. People’s innate talents and comprehension abilities vary; as the Teaching Elder, he could only teach according to each disciple’s abilities. Naturally, he couldn’t waste too much time on disciples with poor aptitude; generally, these disciples needed to train hard on their own.

Fang Qingning, Fang Chi, Cai Qingfeng, Xue Yong, and Chai Jin were the talents he had identified so far. Fang Qingning, Fang Chi, Cai Qingfeng, and Xue Yong were already Fourth Grade, while Chai Jin was Third Grade. Although Chai Jin had good understanding, his Spiritual Ability base was too weak, which was related to resources. Martial Heart Sect lacked high-quality resources, but since they were here, some supplementation was necessary.

Comprehension is important, and Spiritual Ability is fundamental. The gap between Third Grade and Fourth Grade is significant, but catching up is imperative; fortunately, there’s enough time.

The whole Martial Heart Sect was now under high pressure, in seclusion, and Wang Zhigao was keeping a close watch. Fang Chi had good abilities in various aspects, but his personality was unstable and somewhat restless, so his concentration needed improvement. If he had been mentored from a young age, he would have been more shaped at his current age.

Fang Chi also noticed that Old Wang targeted him relentlessly, originally planning to sneak out for a break.

"You must store energy without being eager to release it; delay the release, and carefully experience the sense of power generated during the accumulation." Wang Zhigao said to the five.

These words were incomprehensible to other disciples. A master leads one to the door, but cultivation lies with the individual. Wang Zhigao used high-intensity training to differentiate them and then taught according to their abilities, with different targets for different stages.

"Elder, how long should the delay be? The sensation of deliberate suppression doesn’t feel good, as if it consumes a portion of the strength of Spiritual Ability," Fang Qingning asked.

"Sect Master, it’s not about deliberate suppression but about unity and separation. The speed and rhythm of Spiritual Ability’s mobilization also impact the rhythm of power release. Within this control, there is both the whole and the part; sometimes it requires unity, sometimes it requires separation. The goal is to achieve complete naturalness, finding that sensation through training — like the feeling of ease with deep breathing and shallow breathing," Wang Zhigao replied.

His words left everyone silent. "Elder, are the experts from other sects all at this level?" Cai Qingfeng asked with some discouragement.

"Yes," Wang Zhigao responded, unperturbed by their thoughts. "There are even higher levels, such as Ten Thousand Swords Sect’s Celestial Sword Sheng Yuan, Celestial Dragon Temple’s Dragon Fist Ku Zhi, Fire Mist Sect’s Tyrant Spear Xiang Long, Miaoyin Pavilion Spirit Sword Qin Miaoyin, Infinite Sword Sect’s Extreme Sword Yi Shen, and several others. They can already achieve effortless control of Spiritual Ability, unified with their bodies. Their goal is to refine Spirit Roots and Spiritual Ability into killing moves and magic that match their selves."

The crowd scowled; these were the strongest entities of this generation in Divine Land, with whom they couldn’t compare.

"Elder Wang, how can we reach their level?" Fang Qingning seriously inquired.

"Hard training is one aspect; the main factor is spirituality. In cultivation, sometimes it defies logic. Some people, with high comprehension, grasp anything instantly and can even extrapolate from it. If you have an insight during your cultivation process, anything is possible. However, the direction of cultivation must be correct. Your previous methods were too rough; even the best talent would be wasted. Changing habits is painful, but once turned around, a broad path will emerge before you. Your talents will also be truly released, manifesting genuine capability," Wang Zhigao explained.

"So, Elder, are you saying we could also have a day where we defeat them?" Fang Chi asked.

"Of course, your Spirit Roots are decent. With my guidance, as long as you master what I teach, you could at least reach that level. In actual combat, many factors determine victory—courage, determination, and so on. It’s a matter of a moment; who fears whom?" Wang Zhigao replied.

With these words, everyone’s previously low spirits were instantly rejuvenated.

"Additionally, we have an advantage. They are in the light, and we are in the dark. Others look down on us, but we must prove ourselves. Martial Heart Sect used to be a top-tier sect with this heritage!" Wang Zhigao shouted, concealing his embarrassment.

Damn, coming here requires not only teaching cultivation techniques but also acting as a babysitter to cheer kids up. But cheering them is necessary; the top-tier sect’s disciples are also heavily trained in cultivating their mindsets, possessing firm wills, and sometimes even obsession, as only with these can they reach the peak. These few talents before him are promising, but full of issues, which troubles him.

Under Wang Zhigao’s encouragement, the group returned to their fervent training.

Li Xin and two companions finished their affairs, watching the training intensity, which seemed limitless in most cases.

"Old Wang is responsible, though he’s a bit sharp-tongued," Gan Jiu commented while munching on a carrot.

Li Xin and Shi Dazhu also each held a carrot. As the leader of the Outer Sect, Li Xin held the tenderest carrot; small benefits still existed. The carrot was slightly spicy, sweet, and very tasty, with a delightful crunch.

"Elder Wang is extremely skilled; our sect’s senior brothers are not lacking either. It’s just that the previous cultivation methods were somewhat crude. With Elder Wang’s adjustments, the strength is sure to improve significantly," Shi Dazhu said quietly.

"Wow, Idiot Zhu, you really understand! But alas, Old Wang won’t stay with us for long."

"Why?"

"He used to be an elder at Ten Thousand Swords Sect, a Golden Core expert, and a disciple of Celestial Destiny Sect. If this year’s competition doesn’t show enough results, at least demonstrate potential, do you think he’d stay?" Gan Jiu replied, his chubby face wobbling with each bite.

"But isn’t his temper bad? Other sects..."

"What does his temper matter with his identity and abilities? Temper is trivial. I think, on one hand, we have a grudge with Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and more importantly, our sect has a good reputation. These high-level people value reputation," Gan Jiu said.

"It seems the sect is only left with its reputation. We must serve the elders sincerely. Fatty Nine, you need to study some good dishes," Shi Dazhu added.

"Ah, I can’t believe my own brain! I’ve been researching new recipes these days. Master Xin came from outside and has seen much. Want to give them a try?"

Li Xin, munching on his carrot, looked amusedly at Shi Dazhu and Gan Jiu; they were enjoying a couple of peaceful days.

"Alright." Li Xin glanced at the sky. Good timing to settle dinner and then head to Jiuxiao Building for a bit.

Returning to the kitchen, Gan Jiu immediately got to work—preparing ingredients, chopping vegetables, while Shi Dazhu managed the fire. Watching the blue flame from the firewood, Li Xin felt a hint of expectation.

Soon, four dishes and a soup were ready, steaming and fragrant, even tempting those used to Ma Liu’s seasoned flavors.

"Not bad at all, Fatty Nine. You’ve got some skills."

"Master Xin flatters me. I have a bottle of aged fine wine, Monkey Wine. I wonder if Master Xin has heard of it," Gan Jiu said proudly.