Soul Emperor Martial God

Outside the Martial Arts Stele Forest, a group of martial artists waited in place, occasionally casting envious glances toward Lin Jin and others.

From the moment Lin Jin, Qin Feiyang, Hua Jian, Wang Hu, and the other nineteen individuals began contemplating the Mystic Realm Stele, they represented the success in the examination to become Inner Sect Disciples.

Being an Inner Sect Disciple, with its lofty benefits, was enough to drive anyone mad with fervor.

More importantly, entering the Inner Sect was almost equivalent to opening a gate to becoming a formidable martial artist.

All of the historical Ten Elders of the Sky-splitting Sword Sect, as well as previous elders, were at the Mystic Breakthrough Realm and formerly Inner Sect Disciples, eventually becoming renowned powerhouses of the Northern Mountain County.

One could imagine just how profound the foundation of the Inner Sect was and how ardently sought after it was.

At this moment, Lin Jin paid no attention to the envious stares from the others. Instead, he focused intently on the lone figure inside the Stele Forest, Xiao Yi.

"Xiao Yi is still contemplating," Lin Jin said.

"Hehe," Tie Niu chuckled foolishly, "I couldn't endure that inhuman torment any longer. Brother Xiao Yi's ability to persist until now, and still contemplating, suggests his comprehension and mental fortitude are far superior to ours."

Liu Yanran smiled, her face full of happiness, seemingly more cheerful than anyone else.

Qin Feiyang smirked and teased, "If we are considered geniuses, then that guy is simply a monster."

The four chatted away in jest, but failed to notice that not far away, Guu Changfeng was also staring at Xiao Yi.

However, his eyes were filled with venomous resentment.

"Xiao Yi, you forced my hand, time and again ruining this young master's plans and letting Lin Jin and his ilk target me, causing me to lose all face,"

"Today, I will make you pay a hundredfold."

Guu Changfeng thought darkly.

Elsewhere, ten deacons were also intently fixated on Xiao Yi.

"It's already been two hours. It's hard to say how much longer this kid can hold on."

"With the capability of an Innate Realm Martial Artist, two hours is just enough to comprehend a little over half of the stele's content. If one can persist for four hours, they could fully comprehend the entire Mystic Realm Stele."

"If that's really the case, it would be an extraordinary event."

"In the history of the Sky-splitting Sword Sect, no disciple has ever fully comprehended a Mystic Realm Stele during this assessment."

The Sword Hall Deacon laughed proudly, "If he really manages to fully understand a Mystic Realm Stele, there's no doubt he will become the most talented disciple in the history of our sect."

"You Sword Hall have found a treasure this time," the other nine Hall deacons laughed.

"If this youngster truly succeeds, I fear even the elders will be stirred."

...

The Ten Deacons looked on eagerly and watched with bated breath.

However, after ten minutes, their faces of anticipation turned to expressions of regret.

Because Xiao Yi had already stood up from the Mystic Realm Stele, ceasing his contemplation.

"Is it over?" the Sword Hall Deacon sighed, "Just over two hours, at most seventy percent of understanding."

"What a pity," deacons from the other Halls shook their heads and said, "In the history of the Sword Sect, the most outstanding disciples could comprehend up to eighty percent."

"Never mind, seventy percent is still very impressive, at least much more so than the other nineteen."

...

Inside the Stele Forest, Xiao Yi smiled casually as his gaze swept over the Mystic Realm Stele without a hint of discomfort or pain.

Because he had fully comprehended the entire Mystic Realm Stele. MyVirtualLibraryEmpire(MVLEMPYR)appreciatesyourreadershipatthesource.

He understood all the content on the stele and naturally felt no discomfort.

Normally, fully comprehending a Mystic Realm Stele would indeed take over four hours.

But his rate of comprehension was far quicker than the others, so he had finished in just two hours.

When it came to understanding Sword Dao Knowledge, the higher and stronger the grade of one's Sword Martial Soul, the faster the speed.

Of course, one's own comprehension and mental strength also played a crucial role.

"Come out," the deacons outside the Forest gestured grandly, lifting him into the air.

"Deacons," Xiao Yi greeted the deacons before him with a bow.

"Mhm," the ten deacons nodded.

Xiao Yi frowned slightly, as he clearly saw a fleeting look of regret pass over the faces of the ten deacons.

"What's going on?" Xiao Yi wondered silently.

The Ten Deacons looked at Xiao Yi seriously, each feeling a sense of regret.

"What a pity. If he could have persisted for another two hours, comprehending over eighty percent of the content, the elders would have been alerted."

"If he had fully comprehended, the elders might have competed to take him as their disciple."

The deacons secretly regretted, not knowing that Xiao Yi had already comprehended the entire Mystic Realm Stele, it was just that his comprehension speed was so fast, he did not need to spend that much time.

After a while, the Sword Hall deacon took the lead and asked, "You're called Xiao Yi, right?"

"Yes." Xiao Yi nodded and said, "May I know what instructions the deacon has for me?"

"Would you be willing to join my Sword Hall?" asked the Sword Hall deacon.

"Young man, don't rush to answer." The deacons of the other nine halls hurriedly said, "Although you have contemplated the Sword Dao Mystic Realm Stele, you are still eligible to participate in the other Inner Halls."

In the eyes of the other deacons, the fact that Xiao Yi could comprehend seventy percent of the content of the Mystic Realm Stele was already very impressive; he was the most outstanding person among the twenty disciples who had passed the assessment this year.

Every hall valued such a genius particularly highly.

"What are you meddling for?" The Sword Hall deacon glared at the others, then looked at Xiao Yi, waiting for a reply.

In fact, he was almost certain that Xiao Yi would choose the Sword Hall.

The Sky-splitting Sword Sect was renowned for its swordsmanship, and naturally, the Sword Hall was the most formidable and outstanding among the Inner Ten Halls.

Joining the Sword Hall was almost everyone's first choice.

As expected, the next second, Xiao Yi nodded and said, "I am willing to enter the Sword Hall."

"Good, you have discernment." The Sword Hall deacon smiled, though feeling regretful in his heart, he was still quite satisfied with Xiao Yi overall.

"From today on, you are a Sword Hall disciple," the Sword Hall deacon said with a smile.

Xiao Yi showed a pleased expression; he had come to the Sky-splitting Sword Sect specifically to cultivate swordsmanship.

"Hold on."

Suddenly, a figure appeared out of nowhere and then shouted loudly.

"Hmm?" The Sword Hall deacon frowned.

Xiao Yi also frowned, sensing an ominous premonition in his heart.

Not far away, a figure approached slowly, with an elegant bearing and graceful demeanor.

The newcomer was a young man, handsome and distinguished.

The naturally emanating air of arrogance seemed like it could subjugate everyone in an instant.

His eyes appeared to contain an astonishing Sword Intent, sharp and unparalleled; just a casual glance could shred a person into pieces.

"How strong." Everyone present was taken aback.

The Ten Elders looked puzzled and said, "Changkong, why have you come here?"

The young man faced the ten Inner Sect Deacons without bowing, simply nodding his head politely as a greeting.

And the deacons showed no sign of dissatisfaction.

The young man stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent, but his tone carried arrogance and a sense of supremacy, as if he looked down upon all.

"I am here for two reasons: one, to seek justice for my junior brother; two, is to prevent certain incompetents from joining my Sword Hall, so as to not tarnish the reputation of the Sword Hall in the future."

Having said that, the young man walked up to Xiao Yi.

On the other side, the group of martial artists also looked at the young man in confusion.

Only Hua Jian and Wang Hu suddenly changed their expressions, "This is bad, Xiao Yi is in trouble."

"Hmm?" Lin Jin and the other three were startled and asked quickly, "What happened?"

Hua Jian voiced his alarm, "You four aren't from the vicinity of Baiwu City, are you?"

"Hmm," Lin Jin, Tie Niu, and Qin Feiyang nodded.

Liu Yanran said, "I lived in Baiwu City for a period of time, but not long."

"No wonder you don't know who this person is." Hua Jian said with an ugly expression.

Wang Hu continued, "He is Guu Changfeng's elder brother, and also the Sword Hall Chief, Guu Changkong."

Hua Jian said gravely, "Ten years ago, when Guu Changkong became an Inner Sect disciple of the Sky-splitting Sword Sect, the Guu Family made quite a fuss about it."

"For ten years, this person has been devoted to cultivation, rarely leaving the Sword Sect; if you are not local martial artists from Baiwu City, indeed, you might not know him."

Lin Jin and the other three immediately changed their expressions, "Guu Changkong, the Sword Hall Chief?"

On the other side, Xiao Yi could clearly feel that the young man in front of him was overlooking him with an extremely contemptuous attitude.

"Changkong, what is all this about?" Noticing that the atmosphere was a bit off, the Sword Hall deacon quickly said, "Xiao Yi is about to enter the Sword Hall, and you will become senior and junior brothers..."

Guu Changkong interrupted, "Deacon, you are wrong. Each disciple of my Sword Hall is a celebrated Sword Dao talent from Northern Mountain County, not just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can casually join."

"At the very least, a 'Fire Control Beast Martial Soul' waste does not have the qualifications."

Guu Changkong said coldly.

The Ten Elders' faces suddenly changed, "What, Fire Control Beast Martial Soul?"