Primordial Cultivator

Chapter 357: Preparation

“S-Stop staring at me with those eyes,” Jing Feng shouted coldly at the disciples.

“Purple Scorpion Sect or not, we should always be prepared to fight against any sect.” She added.

However, her words didn’t seem to have any effect as all the disciples knew they were extremely unlucky.

It was just their first round and they had to face off against a notorious sect that utilizes poisons.

If it were any other sect, the disciples were confident in pushing to their limit, but now everything has changed.

Not only would they have to focus on defeating their opponent, but they would also have to split their attention to preventing themselves from being poisoned.

Shan Zhilan could only lament herself for making Jing Feng draw the lot.

“Sigh, I know everyone here is a bit depressed about the outcome, but what’s done is done. We should focus on preparing ourselves now on how to fight against the poison sect.” Shan Zhilan announced aloud.

Jing Feng nodded her head.

“Shan Zhilan is right, what’s there to sulk about? Sooner or later, we would have to fight against powerful sects if we wish to advance forward.” 

The disciples could only nod their heads in agreement.

“Alright, let’s head back to the Ivory Hotel. There’s a private training room in there and we have already booked it for the entire month.” Shan Zhilan clapped her hand. 

Sometime later, they returned back to the Ivory Hotel as Shan Zhilan informed one of the workers about the training room usage.

“No problem, your group had booked training room #3 and no one would bother you unless you called for us.” The worker explained.

“Thank you for your work,” Shan Zhilan replied sweetly.

A few minutes later, they arrived at a large area with different kinds of training styles available for them.

Training such as polearms users, swords users, and even archery’s users. 

“Woah, why does it feel like the Ivory Hotel has better equipment than our sect?”

“Shhh, don’t you know our sect well? It’s a third-rate sect.” 

“Ahh… I forgot that our sect is rated third-rate by others.”

“Ahem, if you want to talk badly about our sect, at least make sure the elders aren’t around,” Shan Zhilan coughed slightly as she glared at the disciples. 

“Everyone better practice hard, otherwise I don’t mind informing the sect leader about your comment earlier.” She threatened. 

Instantly, the disciples quickly go to their respective fields as they begin practicing diligently.

Who were they kidding with?

If the sect leader heard about their comment, then their future in the sect is ruined. No sect leader would appreciate their own disciples dissing their own sect.

Meanwhile, Jing Feng clicked her tongue at Shan Zhilan.

“You really never change, Shan Zhilan. Always nitpicking and threatening others with every chance you get,” Jing Feng said.

Shan Zhilan shrugged her shoulders.

“What can I do? I’m the leader of the Disciplinary Hall and picking up their weaknesses is my innate ability.” 

“And so is your blackmail. I’m surprised your clan even allowed you to come here.” Jing Feng snickered coldly.

“Hmph, of course, they have to. I had threatened every powerful elder in my clan that I would expose their dirty secrets.” Shan Zhilan held a prideful expression when she mentioned how she got away.

“Not to mention, I needed to make sure you are fine after getting backstabbed by that bastard.” She added in a low but subtle tone.

Jing Feng felt her heart soften as she understood her true purpose here.

“T-Thank you, Shan Zhilan.” Jing Feng mumbled softly.

Shan Zhilan smiled as she wrapped her arms around her shoulders. 

“Oi Oi, when did our Jing Feng become such a softie? Could it be due to your iceberg being melted by Yang Wei’s hot-blooded manhood?” She teased.

“I’m ignoring you,” Jing Feng felt her face burning hot as she stomped the ground and left the training room in a huff.

With Shan Zhilan keeping an eye on the disciples, Jing Feng could rest assured and leave. 

However, before she had left, she made sure to shoot a cold look at Yang Wei.

It was all because of him that she was now constantly teased by Shan Zhilan to no end.

Meanwhile, Yang Wei felt like he was being wronged once again. 

‘I didn’t even do anything…’ Yang Wei cried inwardly as he tried to mind his business with the Lightbane in his hand.

Sometime later, Shan Zhilan walked toward Yang Wei as she smiled suspiciously.

“Yang Wei~” She called out.

Yang Wei almost felt a goosebump appearing in his arms when he heard her intimate tone.

“C-Can you not use that tone of voice?” 

“What tone of voice, Yang Wei~” 

Yang Wei quickly moved three steps backward as he glanced at Shan Zhilan with a questionable look.

“Stop calling me like that, and just tell me what you want. There’s no way you would just come here without a motive.” Yang Wei said.

Shan Zhilan heaved a soft sigh as she wondered why everyone kept thinking negatively of her.

She was just a woman, a helpless woman in need. 

“Am I really this hateful of a person?” Shan Zhilan asked pitifully.

“…”

“If you still don’t reveal your motive, then I’m going to leave. I have my own training method and do not need to do it here.” Yang Wei threatened as he stored his Lightbane back.

Meanwhile, Shan Zhilan curled her lips upward when she heard him.

“In that case, I guess you can help concoct poison resistance pills for the disciples.” Shan Zhilan said as she retrieved multiple ingredients.

“Given the fact that you have been gone for over a month and survived in such a harsh environment, you are definitely prepared compared to the others. Thus, you can focus on improving your alchemy skills instead of training.” 

Yang Wei twitched his mouth as he was unable to believe Shan Zhilan.

“Y-You really use a person to no end… I’ll be confined in my room permanently if I have to refine poison resistance pills for everyone here.”

“Rest assured, Yang Wei. I will make sure to tell Jing Feng to assist you and at that time, you can easily recover your mentality by doing naughty things with her.” 

Before Yang Wei could even refuse, Shan Zhilan had dashed away as she began ordering the disciples to begin a fight simulation with each other.

The ingredients were still on the ground as it was clear that Shan Zhilan had zero intention of taking a ‘no’ as an answer. 

Shaking his head softly, Yang Wei stored all the ingredients into his storage ring as he left the training room.

It was better to complete it as fast as possible than lament his ill fate. 

This could also give him a good excuse to be all alone without anyone disturbing his secret training.

‘Senior Fan Ping could easily concoct them with the Pagoda’s function and I can truly focus on the training.’ Yang Wei thought as he stood before his room.

Putting up a notice on the room, Yang Wei made sure to warn the others to not enter or bother him at all.

“This should be good enough…” Yang Wei muttered.

Sometime later, Yang Wei entered the Pagoda as he shouted for Fan Ping.

“Senior Fan Ping, I’m back.” 

A few seconds passed by, and Fan Ping magically appeared behind Yang Wei.

“It’s midnight already?” Fan Ping asked in confusion. 

Yang Wei shook his head as he proceeded to spend the next few minutes recounting his experience to him.

“Hahaha, that lass really did you a good favor in return then. With this excuse, you can freely continue your training without needing to leave and meet up with your fellow disciples.”  Fan Ping laughed heartily.

Yang Wei nodded his head.

“Good, now start battling those shadows, and as for the poison resistance pill… I’ll make sure to adjust their purity and quality to your level so that it doesn’t raise suspicions.” 

With that being said, Yang Wei began his long training that spanned over the next weeks.

Even though the training became more difficult as he successfully passed one stage, Yang Wei was smiling happily.

That was because he could feel himself getting stronger each day.

CLANK!

With a final jab at the shadow, Yang Wei had killed the last shadow for today’s training as he wiped off some of his sweat.

“Congratulations Yang Wei, you have finally defeated the level in the Core Foundation Realm.” Fan Ping clapped his hand.

And he continued, “Now that you are used to the Core Foundation Realm, we will soon begin the next level of training. However, I understand that you will need to leave now for the preliminary round.” 

Afterward, Fan Ping flicked his sleeve and multiple jade bottles appeared on the ground.

“The pills have already been finished, so you can take them and give them to that lass for your mission.” Fan Ping said.

Yang Wei stored all the jade bottles into his storage ring as he cupped his fist.

“Then I’ll see you later, Senior Fan Ping.”