150: Chapter 150 is nothing special.

On the third step, three Skeleton Warriors joined forces, already capable of threatening an Awakener of the Third Stage Late Phase.

The three skeletons were like gatekeepers who had been waiting there for a long time; their bone blades crossed, forcing anyone who stepped onto the stairs to make an immediate choice.

And just then, the first group of people who were the earliest to complete the Martial Inquiry had already begun to show a clear advantage.

A rogue cultivator named Xu Jin stood on the third step and took a deep breath, the faint spark in his palm flickering once more.

He had originally been just an insignificant nobody.

Normally, even if he stood in a crowd, no one would give him a second glance.

But things were different now.

He was the first person to achieve enlightenment.

He was the first to regain control over his own power.

And he was also the first to truly feel that he, too, could reach this point.

He looked up at the higher steps and suddenly felt as if he had changed.

"So... it's not that hard after all."

He whispered to himself.

After slowly pulling himself out of his initial panic, he began to develop confidence.

"I thought these prodigies were so impressive."

"As it turns out, their speed isn't much faster than mine!"

Figures like Azerbaijani own and Zhou Jingyue involuntarily surfaced in Xu Jin's mind.

When those people were standing at the very front just now, they indeed possessed an imposing aura.

Azerbaijani own and Zhou Jingyue, in particular, were very fast and appeared very strong.

But looking back now, it seemed like they were nothing special.

"Don't they also have to answer martial dao questions?"

"Aren't they also blocked by these skeletons?"

"In the end, everyone is on the same starting line now."

As soon as this thought emerged, the lingering trace of awe in his heart suddenly faded quite a bit.

Indeed.

What about prodigies?

What about Lin Mo?

After entering this place, who isn't moving forward step by step with their traits and skills sealed?

Everyone is the same.

As long as he figured it out first, he might not be unable to catch up.

Once this thought sprouted, it spread like a wildfire in the hearts of more and more people.

Ahead, two more cultivators completed their Martial Inquiry, and after successfully regaining a portion of their power on the steps, they immediately caught up.

One was named Su Heng, and the other was Su Heng.

They originally didn't have much of a foundation; during the previous testing phase, they couldn't even reach the front row.

But now, they were able to continue climbing using the simplest instinctive power.

"Hurry!"

Su Heng lowered his voice, his eyes shining.

"Don't let them pull away!"

Su Heng gritted his teeth, a faint breeze swirling in his palm, as he also said urgently, "If we don't fight for it now, there won't be another chance later!"

The crowd began to grow restless, and their speed increased accordingly.

On the sixth step, a sect disciple who was already moving at a decent pace also completed his Martial Inquiry.

His name was Qin Yuan.

His traits were very ordinary, and his skills weren't complex, so once he figured it out, his recovery was faster than expected.

Feeling a bit of power rising within his body again, the corners of his mouth involuntarily curled up.

"As expected, I still have to rely on myself."

He wasn't the type to be easily intimidated in the first place.

The reason he was slow before was simply because he hadn't found his direction for a moment.

Now that the direction was clear, he immediately gained a sense of confidence.

He glanced back, his gaze sweeping over Lin Mo, and a very subtle thought actually crossed his mind.

"Why is this Lin Mo so slow?"

"He's stuck on just the third step?"

Qin Yuan narrowed his eyes unconsciously, a sense of superiority quietly emerging in his heart.

Originally, he didn't even have the right to look up at Lin Mo's back.

But it was different now.

Because on these sealed Bone Stepss, he had achieved enlightenment first.

He had already begun to climb up.

While Lin Mo was still stuck behind, unable to even see his tail lights.

On the eighth step, a rogue cultivator was forced back repeatedly by two Skeleton Warriors, cold sweat already dripping from his forehead.

His name was Pei Lin.

But just as he was about to give in, the faint breeze in his palm suddenly stabilized.

Pei Lin was stunned for a moment, and then his expression changed.

"That's right..."

"Haven't I always been relying on the wind?"

"It's not the wind moving for me; it's me moving by borrowing the wind."

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt as if he had grasped something.

Those high-and-mighty prodigies from before didn't seem so unapproachable anymore.

"Whether it's Lin Mo, Azerbaijani own, Zhou Jingyue, or Shen Zhihan."

"They are strong outside, but here, everyone can use traits and cultivation methods; everyone has a hope of seizing the Martial Demon's inheritance!"

The more he thought about it, the more stable his heart became.

Even the pressure beneath his feet seemed less heavy.

Because once some people develop the thought that they are nothing more than this, they naturally elevate themselves.

And this was precisely the most dangerous part of the trial.

It makes you think you've seen through the strong at the earliest stage.

You'll feel that the so-called prodigies have merely taken a few steps ahead.

You'll feel that as long as you understand quickly enough, you can catch up.

But the problem is—

What truly creates the gap is never the start, but how much one can ultimately realize.

Lin Mo was still staying on the third step at this time.

It wasn't that he lacked the ability to move up.

Rather, it was because he was organizing his own martial dao; a momentary rush for speed wouldn't lead to the finish line.

To reach the end, one must realize one's own self!

Not just Lin Mo, but also Shen Zhihan; they were all still in the stage of Martial Inquiry and initial adaptation.

Thus, in the eyes of many onlookers, the figures of these people suddenly transformed from unattainable to objects that could be easily surpassed.

On the ninth step, a young martial artist successfully stabilized his rhythm.

His name was Song Yan.

Song Yan looked up at Shen Zhihan on the tenth Bone Steps, took a deep breath, and even felt a bit of defiance in his heart.

"It's not that hard; she's only one step ahead of me!"

"If these people can go up, so can I."

"Especially Lin Mo; he was rumored to be so powerful before, but I didn't expect him to be stuck on the third step!"

Thinking of this, the trace of awe for prodigies in his heart completely faded.

Replacing it was a slightly excited sense of competition.

He even began to look forward to it.

Looking forward to the day when he could truly leave these so-called prodigies behind.

This wasn't just about moving up.

It was more like a silent proof.

Proving that he wasn't inferior to anyone else.

Proving that he could also make a name for himself on this path.

And the starting point of all this was simply that he had realized his own power a step ahead.

Meanwhile, Lin Mo stood before the third Bone Steps, quietly watching the situation where some had already begun to take the lead, his gaze very calm.

He could naturally feel the emotional changes of those onlookers.

That psychological shift from initial fear to later thinking 'it's nothing more than this' was practically written all over their faces.

Lin Mo was not affected; at a time like this, the more one rushes to charge up, the less clearly one can see their own path in the end.

Although in the eyes of others, seeing him slow down would naturally lead to a misjudgment.

They would think that Lin Mo was just so-so.

Lin Mo stood in place, exhaled softly, and began to organize himself.