Chapter 145: Myriad Phenomena Sect (I)

In the training hall of the Mantis Snake Sword School headquarters, other than Chen Yiming, all the core disciples had returned to the headquarters of the martial arts school. They were practicing in pairs to check their recent cultivation progress.

After Lin Yixuan’s accidental death, the Mantis Snake Sword School had returned to the status of not having a clear candidate for the next head.

As long as Chen Yiming was still unwilling to take over the position of head, the other core disciples would still stand a chance.

Xia Yingzhe, Zhang Xingfeng, Zhao Yunrong, and Du Yuan practiced for a while before finding a corner to chat.

“Junior Brother Zhang, I remember that the Morning Wind Hunting Team offered you a contract with a high salary. Why did you suddenly break it and return to the school?” Xia Yingzhe asked in a low voice.

“Sigh! It’s a long story. Not only did I ask for Master’s help, but I also paid a huge sum of money to terminate the contract,” Zhang Xingfeng replied with a bitter expression.

“What about you guys?” Xia Yingzhe asked Zhao Yunrong and Du Yuan.

“I’m the same as Senior Brother Zhang. It’s just that I signed an ordinary consultant contract with the Zheng clan, so the termination fee wasn’t that high.” Zhao Yunrong sighed and shook his head.

“I originally planned to go to the provincial city, Jiangnan City, for half a year. If not for the alien bird creatures attacking the city, I wouldn’t be in East Lake City anymore.” Du Yuan touched the back of his head and smiled.

Xia Yingzhe placed his hand on Du Yuan’s shoulder and said with a smile, “I didn’t expect you to think the same way as me. However, I plan to relax while participating in the sect disciple selection in Jiangnan City.”

“Tsk!” The three of them gasped and looked at him suspiciously.

“What are you guys thinking? I just want to be an outer sect disciple and do some odd jobs. I just want a stable life,” Xia Yingzhe said with a smile.

“That’s not easy either. In East Lake City, we are core disciples of the martial arts school. In the eyes of those large sects in Jiangnan City, it’s difficult for us to even cross the bar to becoming outer sect disciples,” Zhang Xingfeng said with a bitter smile.

Zhao Yunrong and Du Yuan nodded. They also admired Xia Yingzhe’s courage in trying out this route.

Not everyone was willing to start out at the bottom of the sect in the provincial city. Those who did not have confidence in their martial arts talent were mostly willing to stay in a place like East Lake City.

At the same time, Teng Zhihui was called to the storage room in the martial arts hall by Mu Yuerong.

“Junior Sister Yuerong, what’s wrong?” Teng Zhihui asked with concern.

“Third Senior Brother, I have something to ask you,” Mu Yuerong said with a forced smile.

“Ask away. I won’t hide anything from you,” Teng Zhihui said seriously.

“I don’t interact much with Junior Brother Yiming. What’s his personality like?” Mu Yuerong asked softly after observing the position of the other disciples.

Teng Zhihui recalled how Chen Yiming had invited him to start a business together when they were forced to leave the school. He smiled and said, “Junior Brother Yiming is similar to Senior Brother Wang. He’s very generous.”

Mu Yuerong smiled when she heard this and asked, “Then can you help me apologize to Junior Brother Yiming? Previously, because of Eldest Senior Brother, I had a conflict with Junior Brother Yiming.”

“This is nothing. Leave it to me,” Teng Zhihui patted his chest and promised.

Eldest Senior Brother Lin Yixuan had already died, and Teng Zhihui had returned to the side of his goddess, Mu Yuerong, even though she still behaved the same way as before.

“Thank you, Senior Brother. I’ll treat you to dinner tonight,” Mu Yuerong said with a smile.

Mu Yuerong heaved a sigh of relief when she received Teng Zhihui’s assurance.

Who would have thought that Chen Yiming, who had joined the sect the latest among the core disciples, would suddenly gain so much fame and continuously break through to the sixth transformation, the warrior candidate realm, then the warrior realm?

At the last bottleneck of drawing the concept diagram, others would need to progress carefully and it would take them several years to complete it. But to Chen Yiming, it was as if the bottleneck didn’t exist.

They had only met for a short period of time, but it was already enough to make all the fellow disciples feel inferior.

After Chen Yiming left the company, he headed straight to the Mantis Snake Sword School.

After coming into contact with the Blue Cloud Sword Sect, he now knew that a sect of this level had a technique that led straight to the peak of the warrior realm. He wanted to learn more about the Myriad Phenomena Sect from the school’s head.

When he pushed open the door, he saw that all his senior brothers and sisters were present.

“Junior Brother Yiming, you’re back.”

“Junior Brother Yiming, long time no see.”

Xia Yingzhe, Du Yuan, and the other senior brothers walked over with a smile and greeted him.

It was completely different from when they ignored the fact that Lin Yixuan was making things difficult for Chen Yiming, Wang Bowen, and Teng Zhihui.

Chen Yiming nodded and did not give any further response.

He walked towards Wang Bowen.

“Senior Brother Wang, I haven’t had the chance to thank you for your help last time,” Chen Yiming said with a smile.

“What’s there to thank me for? You’re now a big shot at the level of the warrior realm. I’ll need you to take care of me in the future,” Wang Bowen said with a smile.

“No problem. If there’s anything, Senior Brother Wang, feel free to ask,” Chen Yiming said.

“I was just waiting for you to say that. My skin is extraordinarily thick,” Wang Bowen said with a smile.

For two people who had a good relationship with each other, they would not care whether the other party’s cultivation level matched their own.

It was just like how when Chen Yiming was at the initial stage of martial arts and needed mutant beast meat to cultivate, Wang Bowen had readily shared his own connections to help him.

After a brief chat, Chen Yiming got down to business. “Senior Brother Wang, where is Master Wan?”

Wang Bowen replied in a low voice, “After knowing that you have returned to East Lake City, Master Wan has stayed on the second floor this whole time. He is probably waiting for you.”

Hearing this, Chen Yiming nodded.

“Then I’ll go first.”

Under the gazes of his senior brothers and sisters, Chen Yiming walked up the stairs. After reaching the second floor, he turned a corner and arrived at Wan Rong’s study.

“Knock knock knock!”

Chen Yiming knocked on the door.

“Come in.”

Wan Rong’s voice sounded from the study.

Chen Yiming pushed open the door and entered the study.

The study was still the same as before.

There were all kinds of long swords hanging on the wall, representing a swordsman’s love for swords. They had been in Wan Rong’s collection for many years.

Wan Rong was wearing a loose white training robe and sitting at the tea table. On the table was a cup of hot tea that had just been brewed.

“Have you thought it through?” Wan Rong took a sip of hot tea and asked with a smile.

Chen Yiming’s expression remained the same as he walked over and sat down opposite him. He said calmly, “I want to meet Wan Ya first before considering it.”

In his previous life, after graduating and working for a few years, his family had arranged several blind dates for him every New Year because he had not met anyone suitable.

To Chen Yiming, a blind date was just a meeting between two people where they shared a simple meal.

As long as he did not agree, his family could not force him into it.

“No problem. I will respect the opinion of you young people,” Wan Rong said with a smile.

Chen Yiming keenly grasped the meaning behind Master Wan’s words.

Wan Ya did not seem too satisfied with the arranged marriage either.

This way, things would be much easier to resolve. After all, he had the experience from going on dozens of blind dates.

“Master Wan, after breaking through to the warrior realm, how does one continue on the path of martial arts?” Chen Yiming didn’t ask about the Myriad Phenomena Sect directly. Instead, he asked about the subsequent cultivation techniques for the warrior realm.

When Wan Rong heard this, he took another sip of tea to moisten his throat and asked, “Do you know how the warrior realm is divided?”

“Master Wan, please enlighten me,” Chen Yiming replied patiently.