C112 Destiny Was in His Own Hands!(1)

"Are you scared?" Lee Yunsheng's question caught Woo Zhengyang off guard.

In a flash, Woo Zhengyang was transported back to a year ago. Back then, he feared not having enough to eat, being bullied, not being able to harness his Origin Genuine Qi, and failing to become an outer disciple of the Profound Heaven Sect...

It took him a while to snap out of his memories. With a slight smile, he replied, "Fear doesn't solve anything. What's meant to happen will happen. Even if I don't kill them, do you think the Heavenly Martial Academy and Yue Liqing will spare me? Just like if you're scared, whether I kill you or not, if you're meant to die, you will. Instead of living in fear and letting others control everything, why not take hold of your own destiny?"

After speaking, Woo Zhengyang sat cross-legged and began practicing the Flesh Condensing Technique to heal his injuries.

...

At the base of Dongjue Mountain, in front of the Light Door of the Mystic Trace Realm.

The elders leading the four major sects watched the Light Door anxiously, eagerly awaiting the results of this trial. Elder Zhou of the Profound Heaven Sect, in particular, frequently shook his head and sighed.

He still couldn't let it go and even regretted not having communicated more with Woo Zhengyang. Elder Zhou had led teams before and never thought he needed to explain the rules of the trial to the participating disciples. Everything about the Mystic Trace Realm trial was always a hot topic among the outer disciples, and those who would participate in the future knew the rules better than he did as an elder, considering he only led a team every few years.

However, no one expected an anomaly like Woo Zhengyang this year. Just entering the outer sect, he decided to join the trial, unaware of the rules and with a wild, arrogant personality that stirred up trouble.

When the Mystic Trace Realm opened and Woo Zhengyang stood up to walk toward the Light Door, everyone was shocked, including Elder Zhou. By the time he realized what was happening and tried to stop Woo Zhengyang, it was already too late.

"I shouldn't have led the team so close to the Light Door..."

"I should have anticipated his nature and given him a proper talking-to..."

Elder Zhou repeatedly blamed himself, losing focus on his own cultivation for days.

In contrast to the somber mood of the elders from the four major sects, the elders at Heavenly Martial Academy were full of confidence. Every time they led a team to the Mystic Trace Realm trial, the moment they enjoyed most was the eve of the realm's closure, watching the worried faces of the elders from the four sects.

Especially this year, with Profound Heaven Sect producing an "Outer Sect Number One Madman" who didn't even regard Heavenly Martial Academy with respect. Without needing to say anything, the disciples participating in the trial were already indignant, as being the first to enter the Mystic Trace Realm had always been a supreme honor for Heavenly Martial Academy, unbroken for many years.

Seeing the serious expression on the face of the elder leading the Profound Heaven Sect, he laughed heartily and said, "Haha... Zhou Changtai, why do you look so anxious? When it comes to disciples, their fate is their own. No need to worry too much."

Zhou Changtai felt a surge of anger and snapped, "Wang Haiyue, cut the sarcasm. Remember when we joined the Mystic Trace Realm trial? You almost didn't make it out."

Wang Haiyue's expression turned icy at the mention. He and Zhou Changtai had participated in that trial together, and it was a sore memory for him. He had nearly been defeated by Zhou Changtai, a humiliation he hadn't forgotten. Now, hearing it brought up again stung.

"Hmph!" Wang Haiyue scoffed, casting a sidelong glance at Zhou Changtai. With a cold smile, he retorted, "Ever heard of the saying 'love me, love my dog'? Your Profound Heaven Sect's Woo Zhengyang is so arrogant that our Heavenly Martial Academy students can't resist challenging him. After the sparring, they might just see if the rest of your sect is as cocky!"

"What?" Zhou Changtai was taken aback, his face paling with anger. "Are you seriously suggesting you'd wipe out my Profound Heaven Sect?"

Woo Zhengyang's death was a significant loss, but if the disciples from Profound Heaven Sect suffered heavy casualties in this trial, it would be more than just losing a promising talent. It would be a devastating blow, leaving the sect vulnerable to being overshadowed by the Heavenly Martial Academy and the other three major sects for years to come.

"You can't say it like that, as if I gave some kind of order. With my status, why would I get involved in the affairs of these youngsters?" Wang Haiyue said with a smile. Suddenly, a mischievous glint appeared in his eyes as he continued, "It seems this time, the second-ranked disciple from our Heavenly Martial Academy, the second-ranked disciple from the Wind Howl Sect, and the second-ranked disciple from your Profound Heaven Sect are all here. I wonder who will gain the most. But with their skills, they should all make it through, don't you think?"