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Rise in the Martial Chaos: Starting From a Martial Arts School

Chapter 346 - 139: Genius on the List, Peak of Transformation, Dragon Gate Martial Trial
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Chapter 346: Chapter 139: Genius on the List, Peak of Transformation, Dragon Gate Martial Trial

She knew with crystal clarity which of the Inner Sect Disciples at the Inner Strength Level had decent strength and which had average potential. Yet, she had never heard of Lingxi Peak producing an Inner Sect Disciple formidable enough to anchor the Cyan Qilin Battle—one who could convince her master to let them compete.

...

In the residential area for Outer Sect Disciples, located at the foot of Lingxi Peak.

The morning mist had yet to fully dissipate, blanketing the neat rows of courtyards.

The wooden door to a side room in the Ninth Courtyard slowly swung open, and Yang Jing emerged, dressed in a clean, cyan robe.

His features were relaxed, and his aura was calm and reserved. After his breakthrough the previous night, his entire bearing had become more refined. He strode out of the courtyard, heading straight for the dining hall in the center of Fushan Island to get some breakfast.

Not long after Yang Jing left, the sounds of two more doors opening echoed in the courtyard.

Zhao Hongxiang and Su Qingyue stepped out of their respective rooms.

Zhao Hongxiang had a powerful build and a composed, self-satisfied look on his face. The Inner Strength aura around him was much denser than before. Clearly, he had not been slacking in his cultivation and was fully prepared for the next Dragon Gate martial trial.

Su Qingyue walked by his side. Her features were delicate, and she carried an air of deliberate gentleness, murmuring ingratiating words the whole way.

The two had grown very close in the courtyard. This was partly because Su Qingyue was quite beautiful and knew how to latch onto opportunities, and partly because she was deliberately fawning over Zhao Hongxiang, hoping to use his influence to improve her chances of advancing to the Inner Sect.

As Zhao Hongxiang passed Yang Jing’s closed door, he glanced casually at the bronze lock hanging on it. A faint smile touched his lips as he chuckled, "This Junior Brother Yang is certainly diligent. Out early and back late every single day, never taking a moment’s rest."

His words were laced with disdain.

Su Qingyue followed his gaze and sneered. "What’s the use of being diligent? In the face of absolute talent, hard work is worthless. His foundation is abysmal. He’s doomed to be stuck in the Outer Sect for life. Even if he cultivates with all his might, he’ll never set foot in the Inner Sect. It’s a complete waste of effort."

She disliked Yang Jing from the bottom of her heart, looking down on him for his remote county origins and loathing his cluelessness about social etiquette and his refusal to bow and scrape.

She felt that someone like Yang Jing, with no background and no talent, must have gotten damn lucky to even enter the Xuanzhen Sect. He was completely unworthy of living in the same courtyard as her.

Hearing her words, Zhao Hongxiang just shook his head slightly, a detached smile still on his face. Clearly, he didn’t give Yang Jing a second thought either.

In his eyes, Yang Jing was just an ordinary Outer Sect disciple with no potential. He was no threat, had no value to be exploited, and was utterly unworthy of his attention—at best, an insignificant passerby.

But Su Qingyue, who had lived a privileged life since childhood, grew angrier the more she thought about it. The memory of when she had demanded Yang Jing’s Training Room, only to be flatly refused, resurfaced in her mind.

The humiliation and anger from that day rushed back to her. She ground her teeth and said, "That brat doesn’t know what’s good for him. Why don’t we find a chance to teach him a lesson? I know plenty of experts at the Transformation Level in the Outer Sect. We can call three or five of them, find a secluded spot, and rough him up a bit. Teach him how to behave in the sect."

A vicious glint flashed in her eyes at the thought of making Yang Jing suffer.

Hearing this, Zhao Hongxiang smiled and waved his hand dismissively. "Qingyue, you really need to work on that temper of yours. Yang Jing is no direct concern of ours. There’s no need to stoop to his level or waste our energy on someone so insignificant.

"Just focus on cultivating with me. When I advance to the Inner Sect, I’ll naturally look out for you and ensure you can enter as well. Once we’re Inner Sect Disciples, an Outer Sect disciple with no potential like Yang Jing won’t even be qualified to speak to us. Getting involved with him now just lowers our status. It’s not worth it.

"If you really want to teach him a lesson, there will be plenty of opportunities later. After all, the longer we wait, the wider the gap between us will become. Won’t it be simple to deal with him then? Why go through all the trouble now?"

Su Qingyue mulled over Zhao Hongxiang’s words and found them very reasonable. She quickly nodded in agreement. "You’re right, Senior Brother. I was being shortsighted. There’s really no need to dirty our hands over someone like him."

With that, she suppressed her viciousness and reverted to her gentle, fawning demeanor, quickly following Zhao Hongxiang out of the courtyard.

...

「Meanwhile.」

On his way to the dining hall, Yang Jing suddenly let out two loud sneezes, his nose tingling.

He rubbed his nose and muttered with a frown, ’Is someone cursing me out this early in the morning?’

Though he grumbled, he didn’t slow his pace and soon arrived at the dining hall entrance.

The dining hall was already bustling with people and overflowing with fragrant aromas. The mixed scents of all the different dishes whetted one’s appetite.

Yang Jing walked up to a counter and scanned the menu before speaking directly to the kitchen worker inside: "I’ll have a superior-grade Exotic Beast Meat meal."

Superior-grade Exotic Beast Meat contained purer vitality, which was excellent for nourishing the body. Now that his cultivation was growing more profound, his requirements for ingredients were also increasing, so he naturally wouldn’t be stingy with his contribution points.

The worker efficiently plated a meal. The tray held a large, tender piece of braised Exotic Beast Meat, accompanied by two servings of crisp green vegetables and a bowl of thick meat broth, the aroma assailing his senses.

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