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Chapter 375

The disciple representing the Feng lineage in the Qi Induction realm, competing for the “Senior Brother Token,” is Su Hao, witnessed by everyone.

Although there is some dissatisfaction with Su Hao sending Feng Yuer flying, it must be admitted that Su Hao’s ‘Wind Bullets’ are truly extraordinary. Even disciples at the fourth level of Qi Induction are unable to last a round against him.

Everyone couldn’t help but marvel: this simple foundational technique, the Wind Bullets, reaching such a level, is already comparable to the attacks of Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Afterward, Su Hao gained a nickname: Feng Yizhi!

The reputation of ‘Feng Yizhi’ quickly spread among the many disciples of the Cloud Moon Valley, and almost everyone knew that a super genius named ‘Feng Yizhi’ had emerged in the Feng lineage, a handsome youth of thirteen or fourteen years old.

And Su Hao also became a candidate for the current “Senior Brother Token” contender.

Feng Yan, still unsatisfied after beating Feng Cheng, wanted to beat his beloved “little brother” when he saw Su Hao, but was dragged away by Feng Hua.

This puzzled Feng Cheng greatly. When Feng Yan, his senior uncle, beat him, why didn’t Feng Hua, his senior ancestor, intervene?

Looking at Feng Yan being dragged away, Su Hao couldn’t help but sigh: “In front of looks, everything else is insignificant!”

With a bruised face, Feng Cheng leaned close to Su Hao and said, “Senior Brother, I still don’t understand why Senior Uncle Feng Yan wanted to beat me…”

Curiously, Su Hao asked, “What did you say?”

Feng Cheng replied, “I said ‘Senior Brother is mighty.’ When Senior Uncle asked me what I said, I repeated it, and then she beat me!”

Su Hao laughed and patted Feng Cheng’s shoulder, saying, “Junior Brother, you didn’t say anything wrong or do anything wrong. This is the stuff of true immortals! It’s no big deal to get beaten; how can you grow without a little beating? Remember, you will surely achieve great things in the future!”

With that, he slowly walked away.

Feng Cheng’s face lit up with excitement. “Is it true, Senior Brother, that I’m suitable for cultivating immortality?”

Su Hao said, “It’s true!”

Feng Cheng’s eyes sparkled with brilliance.

“Senior Brother says I’m suitable for cultivating immortality, so it must be true!”

Feng Yuer took off her shoes, squatting on a large armchair, hugging her knees, her eyes slightly red, staring blankly at the ground ahead.

It’s clear that today’s battle with Su Hao has dealt a heavy blow to this girl. She might not recover for a while!

Feng Yuer couldn’t imagine being completely defenseless against a junior several years younger than her, who seemed to have just started cultivating…

What’s even more outrageous is that her magic tool, the ‘Dream Flying Shuttle,’ didn’t even touch a single strand of the little junior’s hair and passed through his armpit!

Feng Yuer’s beautiful dream shattered!

Was she a genius? She used to be absolutely certain that she was a genius, but today she personally overturned this conclusion! And came to a new conclusion: she is not a genius! She is not the unparalleled genius her master said she was!

Feng Yuer is very clever; she sensibly sensed one thing: her master might be lying to her!

She was feeling very confused at the moment, her mind filled with chaotic thoughts: “Master, you told me that cultivation is for immortality, for standing at the pinnacle of the world and witnessing its unique scenery. But I always feel like you’re lying to me… I used to try hard to believe what you said, but how can I be the chosen one when I’m completely powerless against my junior, as my junior said, I’m just an ordinary person. Master, how can I continue to convince myself to believe in the beautiful dreams you’ve woven for me? Master… why are you lying to me? You must have other motives!”

The more Feng Yuer thought about it, the more scared she became.

For some reason, when facing her master again, she felt a chilling sensation and didn’t know what to do.

Meanwhile, Feng Qianye, Feng Yuer’s master, frowned and looked at the disheartened Feng Yuer, thinking to herself, “This girl, have I spoiled her too much? I didn’t notice it before, but her heart is unexpectedly so fragile! Can’t even withstand a little setback? In this state, how can she break through to the Nascent Soul realm?”

Feng Qianye pondered: “Should I find someone else? Time waits for no one…”

After Su Hao left, there were still many disciples in the Qi Induction realm practicing together on the Shouzhao Slope. For newcomers like Feng Cheng, it was a good opportunity to get to know senior brothers!

Tomorrow is the competition for the Foundation Establishment disciples’ spots. Foundation Establishment disciples are finding quiet places to practice, determined to showcase their abilities tomorrow!

Meanwhile, Feng Ling followed her master, Feng Hua, to an empty place.

With a touch of sadness in her tone, Feng Ling asked, “Master, how… how did Senior Brother… how did he die?”

Feng Hua said lightly, “The news from Ling Mountain Province is that he was guarding the spirit stone mine when a large group of demonic cultivators suddenly attacked. Unfortunately, he was beheaded and died! Among the five disciples on duty at the time, only two were lucky enough to escape.”

Hearing the words ‘Ling Mountain Province,’ Feng Ling couldn’t help but shiver all over and unconsciously tightened her clothes.

Feng Hua sighed deeply, “Little Fengling, you are my only disciple left. I don’t want you to meet with misfortune! Stay in the sect and focus on cultivation for these years! If you can break through to the Golden Core realm before leaving the sect, that would be even better!”

With that, he took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket and handed it to Feng Ling. “This is the Golden Return Pill! I still haven’t found what I’m looking for, so after this ‘Senior Brother Token’ competition ends, I probably won’t be back for three years!”

Feng Ling took the Golden Return Pill, her eyes slightly moist with emotion.

This Golden Return Pill serves as insurance in case of failure to break through to the Golden Core realm! It can counteract the cultivation collapse caused by a failed breakthrough to the Golden Core realm and is an essential pill for breaking through.

But, breaking through to the Golden Core realm is not that easy, is it? Moreover, she has just reached the fourth level of Foundation Establishment, and without decades of accumulation, it’s not enough. Even with sufficient accumulation, breaking through is not guaranteed. Nearly half of the cultivators in the cultivation world spend their entire lives stuck at this bottleneck of breaking through to the Golden Core realm.

The first hurdle on the path of cultivation is breaking through to the Golden Core realm.

After a moment of silence, Feng Ling seemed to think of something and showed a worried expression, “Master, what about Feng Wei… I’m a bit worried that Feng Wei is attracting too much attention!”

Feng Hua said, “You should worry about yourself first! With Feng Wei’s talent, it’s highly unlikely that anything will happen to him before reaching the Nascent Soul realm! His talent is both his fatal flaw and his means of self-preservation. It all depends on him.”

Feng Ling asked in surprise, “Why?”

Feng Hua shook his head, “You don’t need to know that right now. Focus on your cultivation! I’ll tell you when you break through to the Golden Core realm!”

Feng Ling couldn’t stand Feng Hua’s habit of only saying half of what he meant, but she had no choice!

She could only stamp her foot, bid farewell, and leave to practice her techniques in a secluded place! She also planned to participate in the competition tomorrow.

Winning or losing didn’t matter; the key was to have fun!

Early the next day, Su Hao came to the Shouzhao Slope again to watch the competition for the representatives of the Foundation Establishment cultivators.

He was still very interested in the fighting style of the Foundation Establishment cultivators. This competition was a good opportunity for Su Hao to observe.

As for whether revealing his trump cards in the fight would be a problem?

Above the Foundation Establishment realm, no cultivator would reveal their life-saving trump cards in such a situation, unless they had none.

In Foundation Establishment fights, they would stop at the point of making a point. They would use common attack and defense methods, and the weaker side would quickly feel it. If one side felt overwhelmed, they would simply admit defeat. When fighting outside the sect against enemies, they should use escape techniques to flee.

As extremely life-conscious cultivators, death matches were rare.

Moreover, disciples within the same sect are very united. Although internal conflicts exist, they are very rare. After leaving the sect, fellow sect brothers become the most reliable teammates, helping each other. It’s hard to survive alone in the cultivation world.

You can refer to the current situation of wandering cultivators for comparison. It’s not as carefree as imagined but full of dangers.

Even wandering cultivators need to form teams of three or four cultivators to survive in the densely populated areas between sects.

When Su Hao arrived at the Shouzhao Slope, many disciples in the Qi Induction realm of the Wind lineage recognized him. Upon seeing Su Hao, they couldn’t help but greet him, “Senior Brother Yizhi!”

“Senior Brother Yizhi, greetings!”

“Senior Brother Yizhi is here too!”

Su Hao: “???”

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    Chapter 375

    The disciple who would represent the Feng lineage in the Qi Induction Realm and compete for the Senior Brother Token had been decided before everyone's eyes.

    It was...

    Su Hao.

    Although many people were dissatisfied that he had sent Feng Yuer flying...

    No one could deny one fact.

    His Wind Bullet was truly extraordinary.

    Even disciples at the fourth level of the Qi Induction Realm couldn't survive a single exchange against him.

    Everyone couldn't help but marvel.

    A simple foundational spell like Wind Bullet had been cultivated to such an astonishing level that its power was already comparable to attacks from a Foundation Establishment cultivator.


    ---

    After this battle...

    Su Hao gained a new nickname.

    Feng Yizhi.

    The title of Feng Yizhi quickly spread throughout Cloud Zhong Valley.

    Almost every disciple soon knew that the Feng lineage had produced an astonishing genius—

    A handsome youth only thirteen or fourteen years old.

    He also became one of the favorites to win this year's Senior Brother Token.


    ---

    Even after beating Feng Cheng...

    Feng Yan still hadn't vented his anger.

    The moment he saw Su Hao again, he wanted to beat up his precious "little brother" as well.

    Fortunately, Feng Hua dragged him away.

    This left Feng Cheng completely confused.

    When Martial Uncle Feng Yan beat me...

    Why didn't Martial Ancestor Feng Hua stop him?

    Watching Feng Yan being forcibly dragged away, Su Hao couldn't help sighing.

    "As expected... in front of good looks, everything else becomes insignificant."


    ---

    With bruises all over his face, Feng Cheng leaned closer and whispered,

    "Senior Brother... I still don't understand why Martial Uncle Feng Yan beat me..."

    Curious, Su Hao asked,

    "What exactly did you say?"

    Feng Cheng answered honestly,

    "I just said, 'Senior Brother is amazing.'"

    "When Martial Uncle asked me again, I repeated it..."

    "And then he beat me."

    Su Hao burst into laughter.

    Patting Feng Cheng's shoulder, he said,

    "Junior Brother, you didn't say anything wrong."

    "You didn't do anything wrong either."

    "This is simply how true immortals behave."

    "Getting beaten isn't a big deal."

    "How can a person grow without taking a few beatings?"

    "Remember this."

    "You'll definitely accomplish great things in the future."

    With that, he slowly walked away.


    ---

    Feng Cheng's eyes immediately lit up.

    "Senior Brother!"

    "Am I really suited for cultivating immortality?"

    Without turning around, Su Hao replied,

    "Of course."

    Feng Cheng's eyes sparkled.

    If Senior Brother says I can become an immortal...

    Then I definitely can!


    ---

    ...


    ---

    Feng Yuer had already returned to her residence.

    She had removed her shoes and was squatting atop a large reclining chair, hugging her knees.

    Her eyes were slightly red.

    She stared blankly at the floor.

    Today's defeat had dealt her an enormous blow.

    Perhaps...

    She wouldn't recover from it anytime soon.


    ---

    She couldn't understand it.

    She had actually been completely powerless against a Junior Brother several years younger than herself...

    Someone who had seemingly entered the sect only recently.

    Even more unbelievable...

    Her treasured artifact—

    The Dream Shuttle—

    Hadn't even managed to touch a single strand of his hair.

    It had passed straight beneath his raised arm.


    ---

    Feng Yuer's beautiful dream...

    Had shattered.

    Am I really a genius?

    She had always believed the answer was yes.

    Without the slightest doubt.

    But today's battle had overturned everything she believed.

    She arrived at a new conclusion.

    I'm not a genius.

    I'm not the unparalleled genius Master always said I was.


    ---

    Feng Yuer was an intelligent girl.

    She keenly sensed something.

    Master... may have lied to me.

    Her thoughts became increasingly chaotic.


    ---

    Master said cultivation was to become an immortal...

    To stand at the peak of the world and witness scenery no one else could.

    But...

    Why does it feel like you're lying to me?

    I've always tried hard to believe you.

    But if I can't even defeat a Junior Brother...

    How can I possibly be the chosen one?

    As Junior Brother Feng Wei said...

    I'm just an ordinary person.

    Master...

    How can I continue believing in the beautiful dream you've woven for me?

    Why did you lie?

    Do you have some other purpose...?


    ---

    The more she thought...

    The more frightened she became.

    For some unknown reason...

    The thought of facing her master now filled her with a chilling sense of fear.

    She no longer knew what she should do.


    ---

    Meanwhile...

    Feng Qianye frowned as she looked at her dejected disciple.

    Have I spoiled this child too much?

    I never noticed before...

    Her heart is actually this fragile.

    She can't even withstand a single setback.

    If this continues...

    How will she ever break through to the Nascent Soul Realm?

    After pondering for a while...

    Feng Qianye silently thought,

    Should I choose someone else?

    Time waits for no one...


    ---

    ...


    ---

    After Su Hao left...

    Many Qi Induction disciples remained on Shouzhao Slope, exchanging pointers and practicing together.

    For newcomers like Feng Cheng...

    It was an excellent opportunity to become acquainted with the senior disciples.

    Tomorrow would be the competition for the Foundation Establishment Realm.

    The Foundation Establishment disciples had already scattered to quiet places to make their final preparations.

    Everyone wanted to display their best performance.


    ---

    Meanwhile...

    Feng Ling followed Feng Hua to a secluded location.

    Her voice carried a trace of sadness.

    "Master..."

    "How... how did Senior Brother die?"

    Feng Hua answered calmly,

    "The report from Ling Mountain Province says..."

    "He was guarding a spirit stone mine when a large group of demonic cultivators suddenly attacked."

    "He was beheaded during the battle."

    "He died on the spot."

    "There were five disciples guarding the mine."

    "Only two escaped alive."


    ---

    The moment Feng Ling heard the words Ling Mountain Province...

    Her body involuntarily trembled.

    She instinctively pulled her robe tighter.

    Feng Hua sighed softly.

    "Little Feng Ling."

    "You're my only remaining disciple."

    "I don't want anything to happen to you."

    "Stay in the sect these next few years and cultivate properly."

    "If you can reach the Golden Core Realm before leaving the sect..."

    "That would be best."


    ---

    As he spoke...

    He took out a small porcelain bottle and handed it to her.

    "This is a Golden Return Pill."

    "I still haven't found what I'm looking for."

    "After the Senior Brother Token competition ends..."

    "I probably won't return for another three years."


    ---

    Feng Ling accepted the bottle.

    Her eyes became slightly moist.

    The Golden Return Pill was an insurance policy for breaking through to the Golden Core Realm.

    If a breakthrough failed...

    It could stabilize one's cultivation and prevent complete collapse.

    It was an invaluable treasure.

    Yet...

    Breaking through to the Golden Core Realm was never easy.

    She had only just reached the fourth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm.

    Without decades of accumulation...

    Her chances were slim.

    Even with sufficient accumulation...

    Success was far from guaranteed.

    Nearly half of all cultivators remained trapped at this bottleneck for their entire lives.

    This was the first true barrier on the path of cultivation.


    ---

    After remaining silent for a while...

    Feng Ling suddenly remembered something.

    She looked worried.

    "Master..."

    "I'm a little concerned about Feng Wei."

    "He's attracting far too much attention."


    ---

    Feng Hua replied calmly,

    "You should worry about yourself first."

    "With Feng Wei's talent..."

    "The chances of anything happening to him before the Nascent Soul Realm are extremely small."

    "His talent is both his greatest weakness..."

    "And his greatest protection."

    "Everything depends on how he handles it."


    ---

    Feng Ling looked surprised.

    "Why?"

    Feng Hua merely shook his head.

    "You don't need to know yet."

    "Focus on your cultivation."

    "When you reach the Golden Core Realm..."

    "I'll tell you."


    ---

    Feng Ling hated Feng Hua's habit of only explaining half of everything.

    But there was nothing she could do.

    She stamped her foot in frustration.

    Then she bid farewell and went off to practice her spells in preparation for tomorrow's competition.

    Whether she won or lost didn't matter.

    Participating was enough.


    ---

    Early the next morning...

    Su Hao once again arrived at Shouzhao Slope.

    Today's matches were for the Foundation Establishment Realm representatives.

    He was particularly interested in observing how Foundation Establishment cultivators fought.

    This was an excellent learning opportunity.


    ---

    As for revealing hidden techniques during the competition...

    That wasn't something anyone worried about.

    No Foundation Establishment cultivator would expose their true trump cards in a friendly tournament.

    Unless...

    They had no trump cards to begin with.

    These matches emphasized restraint.

    Only commonly used offensive and defensive spells were displayed.

    Once one side realized they couldn't win...

    They would simply concede.

    When facing real enemies outside the sect...

    The correct choice was to flee if necessary.

    Cultivators valued their lives above all else.

    Life-and-death battles were actually uncommon.


    ---

    Furthermore...

    Disciples of the same sect were generally united.

    Internal conflicts certainly existed...

    But they were rare.

    Outside the sect...

    Fellow disciples were often the most trustworthy companions.

    Helping one another was essential for survival.

    Trying to survive alone in the cultivation world was extremely difficult.

    The best example was wandering cultivators.

    Life wasn't as carefree as outsiders imagined.

    It was filled with danger.

    Even wandering cultivators usually formed groups of three or four simply to survive the regions between sects.


    ---

    When Su Hao arrived at Shouzhao Slope...

    Many Qi Induction disciples of the Feng lineage immediately recognized him.

    As soon as they saw him, they enthusiastically greeted him.

    "Senior Brother Yizhi!"

    "Greetings, Senior Brother Yizhi!"

    "Senior Brother Yizhi is here!"

    ...

    Su Hao: "???"
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    Afterward, Su Hao gained a nickname: Feng Yizhi!

    -Yizhi is two characters, Yi and Zhi.
    -Yi is definitely 一, as in "one".
    -Zhi can be 指, as in "finger", or "point [at]".
    In other words, YiZhi means "one finger", or "one point [at]", because he only needs one finger/he only needs to point his finger at his opponent once to win.
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      Kid named finger
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        No, it's more like "kid named One Punch Man"
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          A punch is too much, a finger is enough
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    too many Fengs, not sure whos who or what gender they are.
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      They are npc not important
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        doesnt matter if theyre not important, its affecting clarity.
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      Feng is the lineage name ;-; the last name. You just need to remember them by their first names usually. E.g. Master Yan, the formation chick he met in the fog. Junior Cheng, the subordinate. Senior Yuer, the pretty, strong one, etc. Also I've kinda just been assuming everyone in this sect is female automatically since they seem to have more females than most sects, at least that we've seen.
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