Chapter 10 Year-end Evaluation

  "Congratulations on advancing to the Lingwu Realm."

  A familiar cold voice echoed in his mind.

  Zhang Shan was taken aback and exclaimed with joy: "Biling? You're awake?"

  "Yes, I was supposed to sleep for about ten more days, but you advanced to the Lingwu realm and replenished my soul power ahead of time."

  "How many days can your current soul power support? Won't you be sleeping for another month in just a few days?"

  "As long as you don't overdraw your soul power, you shouldn't need to fall asleep. That time was just because it took too much to enhance your enlightenment."

  Zhang Shan nodded and hesitated for a moment: "You said last time, every time I advance to a new realm, you can unseal a segment of memories. How about now?"

  "Not bad, I've recalled a lot of things now and my abilities have improved too, so I can be of greater help to you."

  The voice of the stele spirit had a hint of liveliness, and Zhang Shan felt as if it had begun to carry a bit of human emotion.

  "More help? What kind of help?"

  Zhang Shan was overjoyed.

  "The path of a warrior is fraught with difficulties and risks, many geniuses often perish before they can grow up, so how to preserve oneself is the premise of achieving success."

  The monument spirit said slowly and calmly.

  "This is certain, once dead there's nothing left, can you help me not die?"

  Zhang Shan couldn't help but feel a little curious.

  "Of course I couldn't let you die, but there are some techniques that can reduce the probability of death. Your promotion to Lingwu realm has unlocked a part of my memory, and I remembered a technique."

  As the words of the stele spirit came out, a piece of information was transmitted into Zhang Shan's mind.

  This is a physical exercise method. Through continuous practice, it can make the martial artist's body incredibly strong and cultivate a physique called "Wu Xing Bu Mie Ti".

  A martial artist who has cultivated the indestructible body of the Five Elements will have a robust physique, fearless of swords and knives. Even if injured, their recovery speed is astonishing. When cultivation reaches a high level, even if the body is damaged or incomplete, it can be restored.

  Zhang Shan was more and more astonished, in his understanding, compared to other skills, the body-refining skill was relatively rare, and most of them were enhanced anti-strike ability, like the powerful skill passed down by Ling Bei, he had never even heard of it.

  "Can this qigong practice really make people regrow severed limbs in the end?"

  Zhang Shan was a little unbelievable.

  "What's the big deal about regrowing severed limbs? If you cultivate your indestructible body of the Five Elements to perfection, even if only a single drop of blood remains, you can still reconstitute your physical form."

  The voice of the monument was very affirmative.

  "Rebirth through bloodshed? This is probably another divine-level technique."

  Taking a deep breath, suppressing the excitement in his heart, Zhang Shan muttered to himself.

  "I'm getting more and more curious about your origins, any one of these would be an against-the-heavens cultivation method, if I advance to the True Martial Realm, I wonder what kind of surprise the Stele Spirit will give me."

  His eyes sparkled with light, and his heart was filled with longing.

  At this time, Ling heard again: "Practice well, if there is any problem, contact me again, just touch the stele in your sea of consciousness with your divine sense."

  After ending the conversation, Zhang Shan estimated that there were only ten days left before the year-end assessment at Xueguan, so he decided to return to Qingyang City immediately and intensify his practice of Wu Xing Bu Mie Ti on the way.

  Ten days later.

  A lone figure rushed into Qingyang City, it was Zhang Shan returning from his training.

  After these days of cultivation, his spiritual martial realm boundary has been consolidated, and the five-element indestructible body technique has also made some progress. Now, the degree of physical toughness is much higher than before.

  After entering the city, he came to Jingyang Street where Wentiang Academy was located without stopping his horse. He looked up at the sky and saw that it was already three poles high.

  "I hope I'm not late."

  Zhang Shan hastily rushed into the school gate and arrived at the martial arts arena.

  There were already several hundred people gathered in the arena, and all the students should have arrived, but the trial had not yet begun, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

  Gao Peng and Lei Meng, who were standing in the crowd, finally revealed a heartfelt smile when they saw him arrive, and beckoned to him with a wave of their hands.

  He nodded slightly and walked in, standing still in the empty space beside them, only to realize that Bai Shaoyang was standing not far away from him with a cold smile.

  Zhang Shan seemed oblivious, turned his head and asked about the recent situation of Gao Peng and Lei Meng: "Has the surname Bai been bothering you guys lately?"

  "This doesn't count, in his eyes, the two of us aren't even worth a shrimp, bothering us would be beneath the dignity of being the eldest young master." Gao Peng said with a curl of his lip.

  "That's good, I wonder what the examiner sent by the Daoist temple of Chongyang City is called and how strong he is?"

  Knowing that both of them were fine, Zhang Shan put his mind at ease and turned to ask about the assessment-related matters.

  He has been training in the Tianqing Mountains this month and is not aware of what happened at the Academy recently, so he also wants to take advantage of the time before the assessment starts to understand the situation.

  It is worth noting that there are thirteen academies set up by the Tianqing Kingdom in Xiangzhou, all of which are under the jurisdiction of the Taoist Academy in the capital city of Chaoyang.

  At the end of each year, when various academies conduct assessments, Kyoto Asahi Dojo would send supervisors to oversee the competitions.

  "He is a martial artist of the Sixth Realm of Spiritual Martial Arts, named Wu Qishun. His cultivation is four realms higher than that of our host. He arrived yesterday and should be arriving soon, judging by the time." Gao Peng said, looking at the sky.

  Just as he was speaking, the owner of the school, Yan Zhengying, walked into the martial arts arena with a man in his twenties. The man looked cold and stern, with sharp eyes.

  "This must be the supervisor that Gaofeng mentioned." Zhang Shan thought to himself.

  After the two arrived at the rostrum and took their seats, the trainees lined up under the leadership of the instructors in the hall to pay their respects.

  Yan Zheng waved his hand and let everyone be excused from the courtesy, saying a few words such as "have a serious match", "show your full strength" and "make our school proud".

  After he finished speaking, his gaze suddenly fell on Zhang Shan's body.

  "Zhang Shan, I've heard that you haven't been to school for a month. If you're not serious about studying, it's better to drop out."

  He frowned and coldly opened his mouth to scold.

  In the eyes of Guanzhu Yan Zhengying, Zhang Shan has been stuck at the fifth level of Qi Wu for two years and can't make any progress, he's simply a waste, so she doesn't pay much attention to him.

  Yan Zhengying was troubled by old illnesses, and usually stayed in seclusion, not paying much attention to the affairs of the school, so he did not know about Zhang Sanfeng's awakening of his martial soul and his rapid progress.

  "I report back to the master, disciple Zhang Shan has been gone since last month to train in the Tianqing Mountains and only returned this morning, so he couldn't come to the academy on time, please forgive him."

  Zhang Shan took a step forward, bowed his head and explained.

  "With skills as trashy as yours, you still dare to go to the Tianqing Mountains for training?"

  Yan Zhengying thought in her heart that due to her deep prejudice against him, she naturally didn't believe his explanation. At this time, she didn't even notice Zhang Shan's improved state of mind.

  He snorted coldly and was about to loudly scold him for his lies and deception of the elders.

  "Since it's going out for experience, it can't be helped if you don't attend school, and there's no need to be too harsh."

  At this time, Supervisor Wu Qishun glanced at Zhang Shan and suddenly spoke with a smile.

  Yan Zhengying was taken aback for a moment, and swallowed back the words of rebuke to Zhang Shan, but in his heart he had already become suspicious.

  As far as he knew, this supervisor was strict in temperament and not tolerant of others. Why did he treat this waste with a different attitude?

  "Alright, you all go down and prepare individually. The assessment is about to begin. I hope you can all shine." Wu Qishun said with a wave of his hand.

  After all the students had withdrawn, Wu Qishun asked again: "How old is Zhang Shan's son?"

  Yan Zhengying didn't understand in her heart, but still respectfully replied: "He is sixteen years old this year and has been stuck at the fifth level of Qi Wu for several years, unable to make progress."

  Wu Qishun hummed in response and then fell silent, but a hint of sarcasm flashed across his eyes.

  Under his observation just now, this mountain has clearly become a warrior in the spiritual martial realm. At the age of 16, he has advanced to the spiritual martial realm. If such a person is considered not good enough, then wouldn't geniuses be all over the streets?

  No wonder the Thirteen Academies of Tianqing Country, among which the Qingyang City Academy has always been at the bottom. With a principal like Yan Zhengying who is old and muddle-headed, what talents can be expected to emerge from here?

  "This time, our sect will make adjustments to the Academy of Tianqing Country. It seems that we can no longer tolerate these idle and incompetent people."

  Wu Qishun was thinking secretly in his heart.

  On his way back to the waiting area, Bai Shaoyang passed by Zhang Shan and threw out a sentence in a low voice.

  "Zhang, you'd better pray that we don't meet in battle, or I'll make sure you suffer a painful defeat."

  "The idea is very rich, but unfortunately reality is very bleak, let's just wait and see."

  Zhang Shan didn't bat an eyelid and said calmly.

  A month ago, I had no chance of winning when fighting him, but now everyone is on the same starting line, and it's up to who will be in agony then.

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