Chapter 80 - Delight in Praise Continued Spree
Chapter 80 of "Spiritual Energy Rejuvenation: I Began Cultivating By Farming" starts unveiling mysteries: Luo Yaxuanâs Golden Core master was naturally on the high platform, observing his disciple closely... Keep reading!
Luo Yaxuanâs Golden Core master was naturally on the high platform, observing his disciple closely these days.
He was secretly pleased with his well-liked pupil.
Just now, with so many Inner Sect disciples provoking, he noticed his disciple didnât get angryâhe either had an exceptionally good temperament or was too weak.
However, he believed Luo Yaxuan was not weak but had cultivated his temperament to perfection.
Glancing at Luo Yaxuan eating, a thought suddenly came to his mind.
This disciple was the second apprentice he had taken in.
His talents might not compare to his senior fellow apprentice, but he was relatively low-key.
He had the advantage of a good temperament and popularity; such a person, if strengthened, could be a leader.
The Golden Core Elder did not just think about mooching meals from this disciple in the future; he also focused on nurturing him. Seará´h the NĂ´velĆire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
He thought of the Secret Manuals he possessed, secrets he had not yet imparted to his disciples.
Many masters, unless to their kin, would not pass on all their wisdom to their disciples.
Some feared taking on a disciple with poor character could bring shame to the Immortal Sect and trouble for their master.
There were many who disrespected their mentors, as on the path of cultivation, strength is revered above all, and choosing a disciple also depends on their moral character.
The Golden Core Elder himself already had a partner and a young daughter only 12 years old.
If it werenât for his daughterâs young age, he would also be considering a son-in-law.
His daughter practiced cultivation with his partner and didnât live with him; she stayed in another cave dwelling to avoid disrupting everyoneâs cultivation.
The reason was that as a Golden Core Elder who needed to teach disciples and often attended various functions, people sought him out often, coming and going from the cave dwelling.
The Golden Core Elder wasnât very old, appearing to be just over thirty, but he was actually fifty.
It was because he had a higher level of cultivation that he looked so young; the higher the cultivation, the more youthful the appearance of a cultivator.
The Golden Core Elder collected his thoughts and continued watching the disciples compete on the platform.
The disciples on the four Martial Platforms had finished drawing lots and began competing.
The Inner Sect disciplesâ competition was more splendid and intense than any other, resembling a fierce battle.
Luo Yaxuan watched while eating, not underestimating these people.
To become an Inner Sect disciple, already at the Foundation Establishment Stage, meant hoping to win this competition or catch the eye of an Elder and be taken as a disciple.
He looked at the first Martial Platform where two Inner Sect disciples were battling.
Their cultivation levels were similar; one disciple looked handsome, wielding a Magical Treasure in his left hand while casting Fire Spells in the other, continuously blazing fire at his opponent, and using Talismans as if they cost nothing to pummel the enemy relentlessly.
The other disciple looked frail, but he was agile, with a defensive cultivation technique.
He conjured his Water Spirit Root cultivation technique into a circle of water that enveloped him, extinguishing the fiery assaults when they hit the water.
When Talismans were thrown at him, he agilely leaped high, dodging those lethal strikes.
While defending, he also counterattacked, turning his Water Spirit Root spells into ice, hurling ice spheres at his opponent to either severely injure or extinguish the fire.
The handsome young man who spewed fire through his spells also had to dodge the ice.
He became slightly flustered, almost getting hit on the forehead or the bridge of his nose, which could disfigure him.
In combat, it was a test of patience; when one side lost their temper, they gave the other an opportunity to strike.
Before long, the well-off young master was defeated by a thin lad, devoid of many Magical Treasures or Talismans, relying solely on his agile body and the might of his water and ice spells.
Luo Yaxuan, seeing one Martial Platform already had a winner, then turned towards the second platform.
The second platform had just declared a victor, though he hadnât seen their match.
Luo Yaxuan could only look at the third Martial Platform, where another pair was competing.
This was an elimination round, followed by another against the winners, and so on, until the first, second, and third places were ultimately decided.
On the third platform, one of the competitors had the same Wind and Thunder Spirit Roots as him.
Of course, he used Wind and Thunder and Lightning Spells, reminiscent of his own techniques.
Luo Yaxuan didnât know if other Sect disciplesâ cultivation spells were all the same, but he believed the spells his master gave him were unique.
He speculated that perhaps someone had watched him cast spells and figured out how to wield the Wind and Lightning Spells from that.
The other combatant used a shield as their Magical Treasure, an umbrella-like defense against the wind and lightning, then conjured an Earth-raising Spell.
Suddenly, they showered the sky with mud, piling it over the opponent into a mountain.
The one casting the Lightning Spell whipped up a furious wind to scatter the dirt away.
Each platform was enclosed by a barrier dome; spells cast by those inside couldnât affect bystanders.
The wind blew the dirt to one side, halted by the barrier before falling onto the Martial Platform.
For the moment, they had not yet determined a victor.
Luo Yaxuan then looked at the fourth Martial Platform where two disciples were competing.
One disciple used a large Magical Treasure saber while the other employed a Wood Spell, growing a seed into a Vine Whip tree.
The treeâs branches, vines, and roots tried everything to tether the saber, aiming to also bind the opponent.
The disciple with the saber furiously chopped, slicing the approaching vines and roots into pieces, preventing the other from having any chance to entangle him.