Chapter 164: The Profound Yang Sect Striving for Strength
Initially, the twenty heaven's pride who had submitted to Qin Yu—Qi Hong, Qi Hao, as well as the two Nine Yang Holy Sons and Xiao Xiao—all openly declared their wish to become outer sect disciples.
A stark contrast emerged in the field.
Most of the unwilling ones were those who had submitted during the final annihilation of the Heavenly Feather Clan; they had never experienced life-and-death trials with Qin Yu and considered this a humiliation.
"These people are truly foolish; the young master is the inheritor of the supreme Dao lineage, training in the Profound Yang Sect. I even gathered news these days that the young master, in order to observe the Profound Yang Sect, even became a menial disciple, feigning madness for over ten years before choosing to rise suddenly and undergo training."
"This is probably a test by the young master; they will lose their supreme future for the sake of face."
"That's right; even the young master started training from a menial disciple, so why can't they? It's truly laughable—you should know… the Profound Yang Sect now enjoys the young master's blessing of fortune."
"The benefits are beyond words, countless."
Qi Hong and Qi Hao exchanged a glance, a flicker of cold intent flashing in the depths of their eyes.
These people are simply stupid, or rather… they still consider themselves former geniuses.
Hundreds of years have passed; their qi and blood have withered, and even though their bone age remains, they are no longer the vigorous youths they once were.
They need opportunity, they need blessings.
Yet such opportunity lies before them, and they choose to refuse it.
However, this is also good for them; without this group of green leaves as a backdrop, how could their loyalty be shown?
In the future, if they wish to return to the Heavenly God Academy, they will still have to rely on the young master.
At that moment, Qin Yu looked down, and after a brief pause he continued: "Disciples who join the Profound Yang Sect must place in the top five of the annual Grand Competition to advance to the inner sect."
"Your strength far surpasses theirs; if you rely on completing tasks, all of you could ascend to true transmission within a year."
Mid-sentence, his gaze turned to Qi Tai: "Please trouble Elder Qi to escort them to settle in the outer sect."
"Another batch of cultivators unwilling to join the Profound Yang Sect will temporarily stay on Profound Yang Peak for three days; within those three days they should carve out their own cave dwellings, then depart."
"We will obey the young master's order!"
Dozens of geniuses hastily clasped their hands in salute, then slowly withdrew.
At this moment, the many followers split into two lines and walked out of the main hall.
Qi Tai went to the outer sect to fetch the flight vessel; among the other line of cultivators waiting at that moment was a youth in a plain long robe, his complexion pale yet bearing a faint aura not inferior to that of Qi Hong and the others.
He gave a faint smile: "Everyone, although we have all received the young master's favor and are also his lifesavers… you seem to have forgotten your own identities."
"Even our weakest are earth-rank aptitude outer sect disciples… it's utterly embarrassing."
"How much of that slight blessing of fortune could possibly be divided among you? Only great strength can earn the young master's trust."
"Moreover… you only see one side, not the other; the young master's words clearly intend for us not to join the Profound Yang Sect,"
"The Profound Yang Sect's resources cannot support us, so we must start from the outer sect—don't you understand this?"
"Hah, Nine Yang Holy Son, merely an empty reputation."
The youth gave a cold smile, meeting him head-on.
Li Haoyang narrowed his eyes, a faint chill glinting: "Murong Yu, this is neither the Crouching Dragon Mountain Villa nor the West Divine Province; we are both now followers of the young master."
"If you wish to cause trouble, I can send you westward right now."
"My junior brother is right here."
"Two against one—what chance do you have to win?"
They were geniuses of their era, having clashed multiple times in the West Divine Province without clear victor, each setting traps to kill the other, bearing a deadly grudge.
Zhang Taiwu slowly stepped forward, a scorching light shimmering around him; the situation at the main hall's entrance instantly grew heavy, as if a fight could break out at any moment.
"Alright, now we are all followers of the young master; just do your duties. If you stir up trouble and displease the young master, you will bear the consequences." A man in a straw hat holding a steel blade slowly raised his head and rebuked.
He bore a long scar on his face, looking horrifying.
"Qian Ren, as the Holy Son I advise you: it would be best to join us in entering the outer sect, follow Murong Yu, or you will eventually fall into a pit and be despised by the young master." Li Haoyang waved his hand, dispelling his aura, and spoke coldly.
This person was also a top genius of the West Divine Province, relying on his status as a wandering cultivator to seize opportunities, stepping into the Spiritual Void Peak to contend with the monsters of various Dao lineages, never falling behind.
One blade strike, and all things fall into stillness.
Extremely terrifying.
Li Haoyang had always wanted to befriend him, never expecting that over these years the other had also entered the Heavenly God Forbidden Zone, ending up in a miserable state.
Qian Ren fell silent, for he had his own difficulties and could not join the Profound Yang Sect.
Finally he shook his head, gave no reply, lowered his straw hat, and headed for the cave dwelling within Profound Yang Peak.
"They will regret it." Zhang Taiwu wore a sunny smile; they had followed Qin Yu since his entry into the Heavenly God Forbidden Zone, always at his side, knowing the young master's power and terror.
Therefore, they are willing to believe.
He then glanced at the young girl; even she… is willing to become an outer sect disciple, she being the inheritor of an ancient Dao lineage.
At this moment, Xiao Xiao's small face was full of determination; she aims to become a true transmission disciple as quickly as possible.
By her brother's side.
She did not speak, nor did she wish for Brother Qin Yu to give her a backdoor.
Although she is still young, she roughly understands that Brother Qin Yu wishes to win over this group; if he gave special treatment, it would cause resentment.
She will prove with her actions that her brother is right.
"Buzz—buzz—buzz!"
The flight vessel landed, and Qi Tai received everyone, bringing them to the outer sect disciple area.
Yet they fell into turmoil; during the aptitude test, those flashes of light were dazzling beyond compare.
Numerous phenomena appeared.
Each one possessed earth-rank aptitude.
The outer sect disciples of the Profound Yang Sect were all stunned at this moment.
Such monsters, and the sect actually assigned them to the outer sect?
They weren't even granted any special privileges?
Feeling somewhat uneasy, they sensed…… the Profound Yang Sect was constantly expanding; if we, ourselves, didn't strive harder, we'd likely become menial laborers.
Rowing against the current, if you don't advance you retreat.
If we can't keep up with the Profound Yang Sect's pace of improvement, we'll likely be eliminated.
Even inner disciples like Dongfang Yuan and the others were dazed.
Damn, every one of them is at Spirit Transformation Peak; placed among the dominant forces of the Profound Void Holy Land, they are top‑level inner disciples, even figures of Son‑of‑Saint caliber.
The result? They're outer disciples?
Everyone felt extremely tense, thinking the new sect leader was warning them.
They started from the bottom; if they catch up, then…… the position of inner disciple won't be secure!
Thus, the entire Profound Yang Sect, because of this little incident, from top to bottom, all entered a state of striving for improvement.
If you don't die from training, train until death!
The entire Profound Yang Sect is thriving and prosperous!
End of Chapter
