Hu Jing and the others all smiled. This was Wang ng, always so likable. Seeing everyone supporting him so enthusiastically, Hu Jing’s heart filled with joy. Suddenly, ti seed to flow backward, as if she had returned to the mont they first t. Back then, Wang ng and Zhang Xiaopang had just been beaten up, looking disheveled and miserable. But even then, Wang ng could still flash a brilliant smile that made you forget everything else.
"That Wang ng... although he’s a bit of a goofball, he’s a pretty good guy overall."
Luu i couldn’t help but summarize, and everyone burst into laughter. The laughter even made the usually frank and carefree Liuu i a little embarrassed, as she had no idea what was so funny.
Ma Tian’Er’s smile was bright and sunny. She seed to have completely moved on from the shadow of her heartbreak, genuinely happy for Wang ng. After all, they were Cultivators; that experience in the Secret Realm had already beco a valuable part of her cultivation journey.
If you want an ordinary life, you shouldn’t co to a Small Thousand World. Once you’re here, you’re destined for the extraordinary.
"Everyone, everyone! Oh my god, earth-shattering news! An Elder from the Main Hall ca with a ssage—Wang ng is going to be an Elder!"
A Body Cultivation Disciple stumbled in, his face as red as a boiled crab. This was truly unprecedented, explosive news.
A disciple who joined only three years ago is going to be an Elder. Can you believe it?
For the disciples of Thunderlight Hall, Wang ng was still one of their own and a figure of hope for their hall’s rise. Beyond their shock, they felt encouraged. Wang ng had displayed his strength once at the Hundred Treasures Hall eting. Most disciples couldn’t gauge his true level, but since he had earned praise, he must have sothing extraordinary about him. They would always support "one of their own."
But when this news spread to the other eight Sub-Halls, it truly caused an uproar.
Rumors were one thing—idle gossip to pass the ti. But a new disciple from the worst Sub-Hall, a guy whose strength was rumored to be only at the Fifteenth Layer, was going to be an Elder? Can you believe it?
Whether you believe it or not, can you accept it?
Can you stand it?
The elite class of Holy Hall Disciples expressed strong doubts. If anyone was to beco an Elder, it should be Senior Ning Zhiquan. His strength and status were there for all to see; no one could argue with that. But Wang ng? What was he?
Zhao Guang was in the middle of cultivating. He too was making a final push for the grand competition. To establish a firm foothold in Dao Guang Hall, results were the only thing that mattered. Besides, Ning Zhiquan would leave one day, and the question of who would inherit his position as Senior was exceptionally important. "A tree dies if it’s moved, but a person thrives." Many people hadn’t been optimistic about him moving to Dao Guang Hall, but now? The opportunity was right in front of him.
Zhao Guang drank so water, wiped his sweat, and felt refreshed. The Ancestral Master’s attitude toward him had indeed improved significantly. He had never received this kind of support in the past, which filled Zhao Guang with confidence.
Reading the Tiger Eagle ssage from Zhang Liang, he thought, ’This kid really knows how to get things done. No wonder he’s thriving.’
PFFT...
Zhao Guang stood there, stunned. After a long mont, he glanced at the sun outside and spat out a single word: "Fuck!"
Yang Ying saw the news as well, but she was the least surprised. Wang ng had made a contribution to Alchemy so shocking that even Zhou Feng was stunned; rewarding him with an Elder position was reasonable. However, Yang Ying still thought it would have been very difficult. She understood the internal power struggles of the Holy Hall. Sotis, it wasn’t a matter of ability, but of balance.
She hadn’t expected Wang ng to actually pull it off.
"Our Senior Sister has amazing judgnt!"
"Yeah, the youngest Elder in the history of the Holy Hall!"
"The key is that he did it on his own rit, without any family backing."
"A man like that is so charming! So handso!"
...
Originally, with Yang Ying’s return and Wang ng’s departure for training, the talk about the two of them had gradually died down. Now, it was flaring up again with the intensity of a blazing fire.
But Yang Ying’s emotional ripple lasted only for a mont. Her focus was entirely on the upcoming grand competition. She had her own dreams.
’That... should I remind Wang ng?’
Suddenly, Yang Ying thought of him again. Their agreent had actually already ended...
Of course, a decision by the Ancestral Masters could not be questioned by those below. Zhou Feng brought two Elders from the Main Hall to Wang ng’s thatched cottage to complete the inauguration ceremony. It was actually very simple; after all, he wasn’t becoming an Ancestral Master. The only reason it was special was because Wang ng’s strength was too low and he was too young. Even the two accompanying Elders were shocked. They had heard he was young, but they hadn’t expected him to be *this* young.
After the ceremony was over and the two Main Hall Elders had been seen off, Wang ng instantly relaxed. There was no need to put on an act with Zhou Feng.
"Wang ng, you’re an Elder now too. From now on, you won’t have to worry about guys like Ma Wanliang bullying you with their seniority. But you still have to be careful of their tricks. The Ma Family is the most difficult to deal with."
Zhou Feng said. He had personally witnessed the contest between the Ancestral Masters this ti. He knew full well that if not for Thunderbolt’s crucial support at the critical mont, their efforts might have been for nothing, and Ancestor Master Zhou’s influence would have definitely taken a considerable hit.
"Don’t worry. I doubt Elder Ma will go looking for trouble if there’s nothing going on."
"Heh, that’s true. He took a huge fall this ti, which will keep him busy for a while. Ma Tian’Er is really an exception; it’s as if she inherited all the Ma Family’s good qualities."
"So what exactly do I do as an Elder? Do I get discounts when I shop?" Wang ng laughed.
Zhou Feng shook his head with a wry smile. "You kid, you really miss the point. Becoming an Elder is a trendous honor! But for now, you don’t have any duties. In the past, even outstanding disciples had to spend a full five years in a Sub-Hall before ’graduating.’ After another five years of gaining experience, the most powerful among them would beco Elders and be assigned corresponding positions. Your situation is too special. The Ancestral Masters believe that even though you’re an Elder, you still need to complete the five years of disciple training."
"Sounds good to ."
"Haha, as long as you’re okay with it. I also think it’s better to accumulate experience rather than waste ti managing this and that. Whether it’s as a Pill Cultivator or anything else, your Elental Power level is the most crucial thing. You absolutely must rember that!"
Zhou Feng was truly speaking from the heart. He felt that Wang ng wasn’t very dedicated to his Elental Power cultivation. No matter which cultivation path one took, it ultimately had to be reflected in one’s Elental Power. Wang ng was exceptionally talented, but he couldn’t afford to beco lazy because of it.
Don’t be fooled by the fact that Zhou Feng was a Pill Zealot; his Life Mark Level was over the fortieth layer, absolutely the real deal.
Wang ng patted Zhou Feng’s shoulder. The biggest difference from his previous life was that he had friends. In this cruel Cultivation World, he still had friends.
"Old Zhou, I know what you an. Don’t worry. I am who I am, Wang ng."
"That’s not what I’m worried about. Do you think becoming an Elder is all good news? Let tell you, you’ve now been targeted by all the elites in the Holy Hall. Haven’t you heard the saying, ’The tree that stands tallest in the forest will be the first to be blown down by the wind’? You’ve basically climbed right over Ning Zhiquan’s head. For this grand competition, you either don’t participate, or if you do, you’d better be careful."
Zhou Feng said with a wicked grin.
Wang ng hadn’t considered that. "Old Zhou, you’re cruel. How could you even think of such an insidious angle?"
"Kid, I’m the number one Pill Cultivator, and you made look like a total rookie. Of course I’m not happy! How can I be happy if you don’t embarrass yourself a little!"
"How about this? We’ll have a Drinking Contest first. I’ll give you a chance to get your revenge."
"Kid, you think I’m afraid of you? If you want a fight, you’ve got one! When have I, Zhou Feng, ever backed down!"
Zhou Feng laughed and accepted the challenge. What kind of person was Zhou Feng? He wouldn’t show fear even in front of all the Ancestral Masters.
The two of them, looking completely undignified, slung their arms over each other’s shoulders and went off to celebrate. It had to be said, Zhou Feng had guts, but no tolerance for alcohol. He was quickly drunk under the table by Wang ng. Of course, Wang ng himself was also seeing stars, but he felt truly relaxed. This version of the Holy Hall was close to the one he had imagined.
’The grand competition?’
’There were probably a lot of people waiting for him. Back when he was a street punk, even the smallest benefit would spark a fight. In the world of Cultivators, in the Holy Hall, the struggle for fa and fortune had likely reached its absolute peak.’
’Just think of the huge storm caused by Thunderlight Hall gaining a little bit of the spotlight. Now, he’d been directly promoted to Elder—and an unconventional one at that. It would be weirder if it *didn’t* cause a massive uproar.’
But Wang ng really didn’t care. He just thought it was exciting. Perhaps this was also an opportunity for Thunderlight Hall.
...
"Damn it, Xiaoben, that’s my wine! What the hell!"
He and Zhou Feng had been drinking until they were dazed, completely forgetting about the Golden Rhinoceros at their side. The Spirit Beast had always watched the two of them drink with such relish and had long been tempted. Today, it finally got a taste and found it was indeed delicious. With a curl and a slurp of its huge tongue, the entire jar was empty.
It was too late for Wang ng to save it. Staring at the pair of big, innocent eyes, he wanted to cry but had no tears. "...You little spendthrift!"
The Golden Rhinoceros nuzzled against Wang ng, licked its lips pitifully, and let out a moo. Clearly, it hadn’t had enough.
Wang ng looked to the heavens, speechless. How had he ended up raising another Drunkard? He had already trained Zhou Feng to the point where the man dared to go all out in a Drinking Contest, and now he had another bottomless pit for alcohol. Did this an he had to learn how to brew wine himself?
...
’Brewing wine...?’
’Holy crap, I’m a genius! Better to rely on myself than on others!’
The first to get the news were the elite disciples of the various Sub-Halls. Soon, the information spread: Wang ng had beco the youngest Elder in the Holy Hall’s history, and he had joined less than three years ago.
He had struggled to pass the re-examination and enter the sect with a re Second Layer of Life Mark, and into the weakest Sub-Hall, Thunderlight Hall, no less. As a Sword Cultivator, he was then sent on an external assignnt by the Sword Cultivation Elder, Xu Huang. One could only imagine how difficult his situation was. But a person like this had made a magnificent turnaround and beco an Elder.
What was this?
It was nothing short of a miracle!
It had to be said that Zhang Liang played a rather crucial role. His intelligence network began to frantically sell information Talismans with introductions to Wang ng. The content was actually similar to last ti, but with so new reasons added to explain why Wang ng was able to be promoted to Elder, breaking all precedents.
So what if he was at the Second Layer of Life Mark? The Second Layer of Life Mark doesn’t determine your destiny!
On the Talismans, the story was that Wang ng had endured hardship to achieve his goal. He hadn’t lived in the comfortable Thunderlight Hall, but had gone out alone to cultivate in a thatched hut while reclaiming a Spirit Field. He had earned the appreciation of Elder Zhou Feng and developed a new, extraordinarily significant Pill Formula, making a huge contribution to the Holy Hall to earn this great honor.
Since the Hundred Treasures Hall eting had already laid the groundwork, Wang ng’s talent in Alchemy didn’t seem too abrupt.
As long as you work hard, you’ll have a chance. If you don’t, opportunities won’t co knocking on your door.
In truth, everyone has a chance.
(Thank you to my dear friends Gaolou Dasha, Sheng Ji, Ren Yuan, Xiaodao Fengli, Shi San, Zixiao, and Wuzhi for traveling thousands of miles to Shanghai to give a very special birthday!!!) (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welco to co to Qidian (qidian) to vote for recomndation and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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