Chapter 238: Chapter 224: Sword Wuji, Han Feiyu 2
Translator: 549690339
At this time, the assistant’s Communication Talisman rang.
After glancing at it, the assistant excitedly said to the students practicing sword moves in the dojo, “l just received a message that a Nascent Soul sword cultivator will be teaching your class, and that person has an impressive background.”
“This is your chance, grasp it well.”
Seeing these lucky children, the Sword Dao basic assistant felt a little bit of envy.
Back when he was a student here, his Sword Dao teacher was a Golden Core stage Loose Cultivator who had failed to make a living outside and had come here to retire, teaching half-heartedly.
Hearing the assistant’s words, the group of students instantly became spirited, with excitement gleaming in their eyes.
Children at this age mostly understood their future destiny. Apart from having luck and connections, their lives could almost be predicted from beginning to end.”
“Take a break so that you will be in your best condition to meet your teacher later.’
The assistant didn’t say anything more, as the ones who understood didn’t need to be told, and those who didn’t understand didn’t need an explanation.
The children maintaining their sword stance immediately sat down and began meditating to recover their strength and spirit using their cultivation technique,
Looking at the meditating students, the assistant felt relieved. Although these students had average talent, none of them were naive fools.
Shortly after the students took a break, a sword light appeared in the distance, and Wang Xiangchi’s figure appeared before the disciples.
All the students looked at Wang Xiangchi.
The assistant jogged to Wang Xiangchi’s side and respectfully inquired, “Are you Elder Wang? I will be your assistant from now on. Just give me your orders directly.”
Wang Xiangchi glanced at the assistant, nodded, and asked, “So these 50 children are my future students?”
“Yes.
The assistant nodded and then told the students. “Why don’t you go and Day your respects to your teacher?”
Just when the students were about to perform a formal salutation, a soft force gently stopped them.
“Don’t call me ‘teacher’ yet because you haven’t earned my approval.”
Next, under the action of a gentle force, all the students maintained a strange sword stance.
“Hold this stance for an hour to qualify to call me ‘teacher.”
“The student who perseveres until the end will receive a small gift.”
A fine-quality spirit sword at the artifact level appeared in Wang Xiangchi’s hand. This was the spiritual sword that Xu Fan had casually refined for him back then. He still had more than ten such swords, and now he wanted to give them away.
“This is the spirit sword I used during my Qi Refining stage. The student who can persevere until the end will get this spirit sword.”
“Not only that, I will also teach a Sword Dao Divine Ability in the future,”
Wang Xiangchi said.
Upon hearing the rewards for persevering to the end, the students maintaining their sword stances instantly became determined.
In Wang Xiangchi’s perception, the spirit of this group of children reached a peak in that moment.
“Is this the Mind Power my Master talked about?” Looking at the determined students, Wang Xiangchi thought of what his Master had said.
For some reason, seeing these hardworking children, Wang Xiangchi suddenly felt like playing some music in the background to help boost their spirit. Whenever someone could no longer hold on, Wang Xiangchi would appear by their side and whisper words of encouragement.
An hour passed quickly, and some students with poor physique had already reached their limit and were now using their willpower to hold on.
Seeing this scene, Wang Xiangchi remembered the first time he met his Master.
“Don’t call me ‘master’ yet. If you can hold this stance for three hours, I will accept you as my disciple.” At that time, Xu Fan had a leisurely and contented expression on his face, while his Senior Brother and Second Senior Sister were encouraging him.
Unconsciously, an hour had passed, and Wang Xiangchi collected his memories and said to the students, “Not bad, you all performed quite well and are now qualified to call me your teacher.”
“Now, let’s see who can hold on until the end,” Wang Xiangchi said with a smile.
The sky was approaching dusk at this time, and the setting sun cast its light
on the dojo, making the scene extraordinarily poetic.
The assistant looked at the group of students maintaining their sword stances with envy, knowing that the appearance of this sword cultivator had given these students a chance to change their destinies.
As time went on, when the shadow of the setting sun engulfed all the students, the first student who couldn’t hold on any longer appeared. It was a ten-year-old little girl.
The girl, who had collapsed on the ground, was somewhat unconscious at this moment.
“I’m sorry, teacher, I couldn’t hold on until the end,” the little girl said unwillingly before passing out.
Wang Xiangchi then tossed out a Mobile Palace Magical Treasure on the side.
A three-story building appeared.
“Assistant, help her up and take her to rest.” Wang Xiangchi said.
“Yes, sir.”
The assistant quickly carried the little girl into the building.
Wang Xiangchi looked at these students who were already at their limit and said: “Whether you persevere or give up now, it won’t affect how the teacher sees all of you.”
“There’s only one reward available. If you feel you can’t handle it, it’s alright to give up.”
After Wang Xiangchi finished speaking, he looked at these unwavering students, feeling that the reward he offered had a greater effect than he had expected.
As time went on, more and more students fell; in the end, only two remained.
One of them had a protagonist face, as described by Xu Fan, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, looking handsome and suave. His face could reduce the bride price during a marriage, proving that this child was not simple.
The other student had an ordinary appearance, an average face that would be lost in the crowd, and even his parents couldn’t find him.
“Tell me your names.” Wang Xiangchi approached the two and said.
“Sword Wuji,” said the protagonist-faced student.
“Han Feiyu,” said the ordinary student.
“Can you still hold on?” Wang Xiangchi said with interest.
At this moment, the time was almost close to when he had once been, no, there was still something lacking. He was six years old at that time, while these two students were just over ten.
“Yes” X2
“Then continue.’
Wang Xiangchi stood beside the two, looking at them with appreciative eyes. He hadn’t expected that a normal Profound Level class would simultaneously produce two talents like sleeping dragons and hidden phoenixes.
The sword stance they maintained was the one that Xu Fan used to test Wang Xiangchi.
This sword stance had a tremendous consumption of mental and physical strength, but it was relatively easy if they had an understanding of the sword in their hands and the sword power.
“This sword stance is called ‘Resilience’, and it contains a kind of sword intent.”
“A sword intent that is unyielding and can revive even in death.”
“If you comprehend it, your future achievements will be at least the Golden Core Stage.”
“Focus and feel the sword intent within this sword stance.” Wang Xiangchi encouraged them, while playing a BGM for them.
As the music began, the two students who maintained their sword stance, under the guidance of the BGM, entered the mode of enlightenment.
Looking at these two students, Wang Xiangchi looked in the direction of Hidden Spirit Island and said, “Should we introduce them to the Hidden Spirit
Sect?”
At this moment, Xu Fan, who was refining artifacts in the underground space, received Wang Xiangchi’s message.
“Yo he, this kid has actually gone to be a teacher. Not bad; it’s a good idea.”
Then, Xu Fan saw the images of the two students during their enlightenment sent by Wang Xiangchi, asking him if they should be brought into the sect.
“Sword Wuji, Han Feiyu.”
“These names are easily forgotten. Leave it to fate.”
Then, Xu Fan let Pu Tao reply a message to Wang Xiangchi.
“Make a connection, no need to bring them into the sect; let it be.”
Seeing Xu Fan’s message, Wang Xiangchi was stunned for a moment. The standards of his Master and the sect in accepting disciples had always been a mystery.
When he and Li Xingci went out to recruit disciples, they had also encountered children with heavenly talents, but in the end, none of them passed Master’s test.
Once, he curiously asked Li Xingci what the sect’s standard for accepting disciples was.
After thinking for a while, Li Xingci said: “What Master is looking for is not a disciple, but family.”
Li Xingci still didn’t quite understand this sentence now, only having a vague concept of it.
Just then, two unyielding sword intents rose from the two students, and then, like deflated balloons, they collapsed on the ground..
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