C1 A Rare Martial Cultivation Genius in a Hundred Years

Cloud Edge City, Hall of Martial Arts!

Hall of Martial Arts was the only place in the Dark Town where disciples could learn martial arts.

Children from across hundreds of villages would rush here to participate in the examination. Why? You ask. Because once they pass the examination, not only could they enter the Hall of Martial Arts to cultivate; they could also walk on the path of the strong.

By now, the recruitment for the Hall of Martian Arts was already over.

Yet, a Young Man dressed like a scholar was asking to enter the Hall of Martial Arts now and learn martial arts.

He looked no older than sixteen, had a handsome face, and a dainty figure. But the thing was, he looked a little too dainty. He was as thin as a piece of paper and looked like he couldn't even tussle a chicken. He wore rags, which he insisted on calling clothes, were dirty like he had just swum a river and climbed a mountain.

"Kid, why are you being so stubborn? The enrollment exam is over! You have to wait till next year if you want to join the Hall of Martial Arts," said a guard with his voice full of dissatisfaction.

The other guard gave the boy a fierce look and said, "Brat, you have been pestering us for the last three days. Coming here every day, asking the same question, again and again, so annoying! If you don't scram right now, don't blame us for being impolite!"

The guards really had no qualms for a boy like him who thought pestering them every day would work. Entering the Hall of Martial Arts took more than that.

"I, Xiang Shaoyun, am a rare cultivation prodigy! As long as you don't stand in my way and allow me to enter the Hall of Martial Arts, I'll not only become a disciple but would also stand above everyone in terms of cultivation. And when I'm at the top, I won't treat you unfairly!" The boy proclaimed with confidence.

"Ha! You. A cultivation genius? Haha! What do you even weigh? Half a pound, right? Haha! I'm sure that you can't even take a single punch from me with that skeleton of yours! Haha!" The ferocious guard scolded and was about to punch the boy.

When the teenager named Xiang Shaoyun saw the incoming fist, he shouted, "Wait!"

Xiang Shaoyun's single word was like an order from an almighty being. It had its own aura like the command of a general controlling a million soldiers. It was like his words were the law of nature!

The guard stood rooted in his position as he felt a bone-crushing pressure dominating him. Yet, his lips turned in a sneer and he said, "Y-you must be s-scared! Hurry up and scram."

"Scared, are you kidding? This Young Master isn't afraid of anything! Why would I be afraid of you?" Xiang Shaoyun revealed a look of disdain in his heart. However, he acted as if he was weak and humble. With a bright smile, he said, "What do you think this is?"

He pointed at his empty palm. Suddenly, a shiny stone appeared in his hand. It was like a perfect snow-white pearl. One look and anyone could tell that it was something extraordinary.

The guard looked at it suspiciously, and then his expression changed as if he had discovered something.

With a smug face, Xiang Shaoyun said, "Hehe, think about it. As long as you allow this Young Master to enter the Hall of Martial Arts, this can be yours..."

Before Xiang Shaoyun could finish his sentence, the guard waved his hand towards him.

Pow!

The crystal stone in Xiang Shaoyun's hand was directly blown away by him.

Then the guard yelled, "I can see that you're trying to fool me with a rotten stone!"

After that, the guard swung his fist at Xiang Shaoyun. The guard was annoyed and just wanted to punch his smug face.

"Oh no, I really met an ignorant fool!" Xiang Shaoyun cried out in his heart.

He closed his eyes and did not resist as he knew that resistance was futile. With his frail body, let alone dodging the punch, he would be thankful if he could even reduce a bit of damage.

Just as the fist was about to reach the youth's face, a deep voice cried out in alarm, "Stop!"

This voice seemed to carry a bewitching spell as it froze the guard's fist mid-air.

Xiang Shaoyun opened his eyes, quickly retreated, and released a sigh. He patted his chest and said, "This young master was scared to death. Luckily, this young master is still heaven's favorite!"

The two guards turned around and saw a man in his thirties riding an Ash Wolf not far away from them.

The two guards' bodies shook as they knelt down in fear. "We pay our respects to the Ninth Elder!"

The man riding the Ash Wolf was actually the Ninth Elder of Hall of Martial Arts, Zi Changhee!

Zi Changhee was a prominent elder of the Hall of Martial Arts.

Zi Changhee belonged to a family that was living the last days of its glory. Everyone thought that his future would be a miserable one, but when he entered the Hall of Martial Arts, he came out an outstanding individual. His cultivation speed left everyone in awe as he was the first disciple to reach the Stellar Strength Stage in that generation. This feat earned him the spot of Vice Hall Master's direct disciple. Under the guidance of the Vice Hall Master, he became the fastest expert to ever reach the Supreme Force at that time. This feat earned him an elder's seat, and he became the youngest elder in the Hall of Martial Arts.

The lowest cultivation stage was Martial Entering Stage. In this stage, cultivators focus on straightening their bodies. Once they reach the ninth grade of the Martial Entering Stage, they could draw upon the astral force and convert it into their life-force. Once they reach the Astral Transformation Stage, they could convert this life force into Qi and control it both inside and outside of their body. The Qi could be used to deliver a mighty attack or covering the body for defense. The strength one received in the Astral Transformation Stage was leaps and bounds ahead of the Martial Entering Stage: it was a realm above human comprehension.

All stages were divided into nine grades. One rule applied to all: higher the grade, stronger the combat prowess!

Despite his young age, Zi Changhee was already at the last grade of Astral Transformation Stage; this made him famous in the Hall of Martial Arts.

Zi Changhee didn't pay any attention to the guards. Instead, he used his Qi to draw the sparkling rock towards his hand. His eyes lit up with surprise as he said, "It's actually a High-Grade Spiritual Crystal!"

"Aha, I finally met someone who knows his stuff!" Xiang Shaoyun shouted happily.

"What? This is a High-Grade Spiritual Crystal?" The guard who threw the crystal exclaimed with his mouth wide open.

Spirit Crystals were crystals formed by the constant accumulation of the Spiritual Aura. They were extremely helpful to any cultivator. The pure energy they contained could help cultivators raise their strength!

Spirit Crystals were divided into the lower, middle, and upper grades. The High-Grade Spiritual Crystal had the highest amount of energy.

One High-Grade Spiritual Crystal was equivalent to ten Middle-Grade Spiritual Crystal, and a hundred Low-Grade Spiritual Crystal!

"Of course! The power it contains is extremely pure. If it's not a High-Grade Spiritual Crystal, then what else could it be?" Zi Changhee replied plainly.

The guard was extremely regretful now.

He was only a Third Grade Stellar Strength Stage practitioner. If he could obtain this High-Grade Spiritual Crystal, it would be enough for him to cultivate to the Sixth Grade or even above!

Spirit Crystals couldn't be obtained easily. Even a Low-Grade Spiritual Crystal was sold at a sky-high price.

"Dammit, why didn't this brat say so earlier!" The guard cursed in his heart.

"This Spirit Crystal is yours?" Zi Changhee asked Xiang Shaoyun.

He could tell that Xiang Shaoyun was a mere Third Grade Nascent Warrior. Yet, he had a High-Grade Spiritual Crystal!

A martial artist who had just entered cultivation was a bit stronger than ordinary people. And someone who was at the Third Grade was also by no means a powerful individual; was still considered a weak practitioner.

This kind of High-Grade Spiritual Crystal could make Star Force Stage experts fight till death. Even Zi Changhee, an Astral Transformation Espert, couldn't help but feel jealous.

Xiang Shaoyun looked at Zi Changhee with a fawning smile and said, "Hello elder, this piece of High-Grade Spiritual Crystal belongs to this insignificant one. Since this piece of Spirit Crystal is in the elder's hand, this one will honor you and offer it to you."

"Honor me? Brat, you sure are generous!" Zi Changhee said with a smile. He paused for a moment and asked, "What are you planning to ask in return?"

Xiang Shaoyun rubbed his hands, revealing a bashful expression. "How could this one have any intentions? It's just that this filial disciple accepts you as his... master."