Dongxue did not speak but watched coldly from the sidelines, curious to see how Chu Feng would deal with Qin Shan’s oppression.
Where there are people, there is the Worldly society, and there will be oppression.
In the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, it was common for stronger disciples to bully the weaker ones, and the Sect tacitly approved of this normal competitive behavior.
Being bullied motivates one to strive to become stronger.
This helps the Sect disciples to cultivate more diligently, becoming stronger and stronger.
In fact, the Sect has thought of many ways to motivate its disciples to cultivate. In addition to condoning the oppression by stronger disciples, a strict hierarchical system has been put in place.
Elders, protectors, Stewards, disciples, Sword Slaves; one climbs the ladder step by step.
To attain a higher status, cultivation is a basic requirement, followed by Merit, which is loyalty to the Sect.
Furthermore, there are various Sect competitions, rankings, and generous rewards, all of which are sufficient to inspire the Sect disciples to improve themselves.
Seeing Chu Feng standing there without moving, Qin Shan took it as a clear sign of disrespect.
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With one step forward, Qin Shan moved swiftly, closing the distance to just one meter from Chu Feng. His Freezing Yin gaze bore down on Chu Feng as the bones in his body crackled.
He possessed the cultivation of a Four-star Sword God, far surpassing Chu Feng; if they fought, Chu Feng would truly be no match for him.
"You want to make a move? Do you dare?" Chu Feng said with an icy sneer. "The Chuan Gong Hall is a forbidden place for the Sect’s inheritance of Cultivation Techniques, more important than the Collection Pavilion by not just tenfold. The likes of riffraff have no qualification to enter here."
"Open your dog eyes and take a good look, and see whether I, Chu, have the qualifications to come here!"
Chu Feng’s words intimidated Qin Shan, turning his face steely with anger. His fists clenched with a cracking sound, yet he dared not take any action.
Just as Chu Feng said, he didn’t dare.
The Chuan Gong Hall was the core forbidden area of the Sect. Even Inner Sect Elders dared not cause trouble here. As for an Elder disciple, even one considered a Heavenly Pride, he certainly did not have the courage to start a fight.
Otherwise, just any guardian stepping forward could slap him to death.
"I really want to see what this trash is doing in the Chuan Gong Hall," Qin Shan said, his face full of gloom.
Han Sheng and others also stared at Chu Feng, but their eyes carried the playfulness of watching a mere ant.
To everyone’s surprise, Chu Feng actually walked towards the right side, heading for the ladder to the Third Level.
"This... Does he actually intend to go to the Third Level?"
"Hmph, an Outer Disciple like him couldn’t possibly have the qualification to choose Cultivation Techniques on the Third Level. That trash must be deliberately trying to show off in front of us. Just wait, he’ll be smacked to death by the guardian in charge any moment now."
Qin Shan said with a sneer, believing that Chu Feng was deliberately showing off, merely for show.
However, when Chu Feng reached the ladder to the Third Level, the two guardians in charge checked his waist token and, to everyone’s astonishment, let him pass without issue.
Everyone was stunned.
Qin Shan’s face turned even darker, his own words slapping him in the face.
"Damn it, that worm actually really went up!"
Han Sheng, Dongxue, and others all showed incredulous surprise. They had not expected Chu Feng to have the eligibility to choose Cultivation Techniques on the Third Level.
Although the few of them present had once obtained the opportunity to choose Cultivation Techniques on the Third Level.
They have all cultivated powerful techniques within themselves.
Yet, seeing an Outer Disciple receive such high regard, they still felt somewhat displeased.
"Interesting, it seems the Sect takes this Chu Feng quite seriously!" Dongxue spoke with deep meaning. "This is the owner of the Nine Yang Sword Veins after all, I really look forward to his performance after cultivating the technique. It might not be long before our Ten Thousand Sword Sect has yet another unparalleled devil among us."
"Hehe! It seems Miss Dongxue has quite the expectations for this lad! However, as this young master sees it, he’s nothing more than an earthworm crawling on the ground. Even if he has some fortuitous encounters and possesses the heaven-defying constitution of the Nine Yang Sword Veins, he still won’t achieve greatness. To become a dragon is not so easy; we shall wait and see."
"You must know, it’s not so easy to comprehend a cultivation technique. Elder Ouyang, who is responsible for transmission, once said that understanding over thirty percent of a technique’s essence can qualify one as a genius. Up till now, I have only grasped fifty percent of the essence of the Dragon Elephant Skill."
When Han Sheng made this statement, he appeared humble on the surface, but both his tone and gaze exuded extreme pride and arrogance.
However, he did indeed have the capital to be proud.
Just thinking about it is terrifying, Han Sheng definitely belongs to the elite among the Inner Sect Disciples. Even he has only grasped fifty percent of a technique’s essence. This also implies that Han Sheng can only benefit from fifty percent of the Dragon Elephant Skill’s effects.
Even so, he is already a devil without equal within the Sect.
His name is well known among the thirty-six Jade Mats of the Chuan Gong Hall.
After climbing a few wooden steps, Chu Feng turned to look at Qin Shan, a mocking smile on his face, "Qin Shan, remember this in the future, don’t look down on people with your dog eyes! Being able to enter the third floor of the Chuan Gong Hall to select techniques is not a privilege exclusive to you, Qin Shan. Among us Outer Disciples, there are many who can climb to this floor."
After speaking, he didn’t care how ugly Qin Shan’s face was, happily continued climbing towards the third floor.
In front of Qin Shan, Dongxue, Han Sheng, and other top-notch Inner Sect Disciples, Chu Feng acted proudly, leaving them all extremely shocked. It felt incredibly exhilarating.
As the saying goes, humans fight for a breath of dignity, as Buddhas fight for a stick of incense.
Today, Chu Feng had indeed fought for the breath of dignity for all Outer Disciples.
When Chu Feng had climbed six or seven steps, he suddenly froze and started to survey his surroundings.
Because with each step he climbed, the invisible pressure upon him grew stronger. At the beginning, he had not paid much attention to it.
Now it seemed that the stairway leading to the Third Level was not as simple as he had imagined.
It was very likely a test for every person who ascended it.
"Listen up, lad, this ladder has a total of one hundred and eight steps. With each step you climb, the gravity on you will increase significantly. Although you have gained the qualification to enter the Third Level to select a technique, if you can’t even climb up this ladder, then there’s no need to waste the Sect’s top resources on you. You can roll back and continue your cultivation, or simply give up."
The two Guardians stationed here, at the very least, were of the Seven-star Sword God cultivation or above.
To be selected by the Sect to be stationed here at the Chuan Gong Hall indicates the best of the best. Their strength is undoubtedly astonishing.
At least far superior to other Inner Sect Guardians.
"Are they testing my perseverance?"
Chu Feng couldn’t help but clench his teeth, his eyes becoming resolute. He climbed upwards in silence, determined to continue.
Many Inner Sect Disciples on the first level of the Chuan Gong Hall couldn’t help but watch attentively.
They also wanted to see if Chu Feng could climb the ladder leading to the Third Level?
Each one present had previously faced the painful test of this ladder. Among them, many had failed and gone back to cultivate for several years before making another attempt.
Then they failed again, repeating the process many times before finally succeeding.