58: Chapter 58 Outer Martial Arts Arena

After Han Qingxue left, the Elder in Purple slowly stood up.

Gazing at the distant mist, a world-toppling smile slowly blossomed on her exquisite face.

That smile, born with innate charm, could bewitch all living beings, making even the spiritual flowers in the mountains lose their color in an instant.

"Pure Yang Body... how very interesting."

"After being silent for so long, a fun little fellow has finally been sent here."

She chuckled softly, a mysterious light flickering in her eyes as her figure slowly merged into the warm glow, leaving only a faint fragrance floating quietly across the Peak.

A dreamless night passed, and as the morning light first fell upon the Luoxue Sect Outer Sect Dormitory, Ye Yun had already risen.

He changed into the light blue Outer Sect Disciple uniform issued by the Sect.

Though the fabric was not luxurious, it was clean and neat, making his posture appear even more upright.

After being quietly nourished by the System's Mystic Power last night.

The aura within his body had completely stabilized, having steadily stepped from the Peak of the 10th Stage of Martial Master Realm into the Great Martial Artist First Level, his entire being becoming more profound and refined.

His roommates, Zhao Hu, Zhou Wen, and the others, also got up one after another. After a brief cleanup, they headed toward the Outer Sect Martial Arts Arena together.

"Where's that kid Sun Hao? Haven't seen a sign of him since I woke up."

pleural scratched his head and asked casually.

"Who knows."

Zhao Hu curled his lip, indifferent. "Probably lost face yesterday and is hiding away, afraid to see anyone. Don't worry about him."

No one took it to heart, and they walked toward the Martial Arts Arena, chatting and laughing.

...

A moment later, the Outer Sect Martial Arts Arena appeared before them.

The massive Martial Arts Arena was paved with bluestone slabs and was incredibly wide, enough to accommodate over a thousand people to Cultivate at the same time.

At this moment, the arena was already crowded with people. The noise, shouts, and the clashing of weapons were interwoven, creating an extraordinary bustle.

Glancing around, there were at least several hundred Disciples on the field. Senior and new Disciples were mixed together, making for a truly spectacular scene.

Ye Yun followed Zhao Hu into the crowd, his gaze calmly sweeping across the entire field.

Most of those on the field were senior Disciples from previous years like Zhao Hu and Zhou Wen, with varying levels of cultivation ranging from the Martial Master Realm to the Great Martial Master Realm.

Each of them had a steady aura, clearly long accustomed to life in the Sect.

Meanwhile, at the edge of the crowd stood many tender-faced and nervous newcomers, all of whom were Disciples who had entered the Sect in the same batch as him.

Suddenly, Ye Yun's gaze narrowed slightly, landing on a solitary and arrogant figure at the front of the crowd.

It was a youth who looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing the same Outer Sect uniform, yet he could not hide his cold and arrogant temperament.

His face was stern, his eyes indifferent, and his entire body radiated an aura that warned others to stay away.

What shocked Ye Yun the most was this person's cultivation—

The Peak of the 10th Stage of Martial Master Realm!

Only one step away from entering the Great Martial Master Realm!

Ye Yun's heart jolted, a ripple of emotion surfacing.

He was able to have his current cultivation entirely because of the Heaven-Defying life-changing power of the dual cultivation critical hit system, which allowed him to advance by leaps and bounds.

Yet this youth before him, without the aid of a System and relying solely on his own talent, could actually reach such a level.

It was almost on par with his cultivation from yesterday!

"Who is that?"

Ye Yun asked Zhao Hu beside him in a low voice.

Zhao Hu looked in the direction of his gaze, his expression turning serious as he lowered his voice.

"His name is Ling Fenghan, the most famous Genius among your batch of newcomers. It's said he comes from a martial arts family and has terrifying talent. He was already at the 9th Stage of Martial Master Realm before entering the Sect, and now he's stuck at the 10th Stage Peak, liable to break through at any moment!"

Ye Yun nodded slightly, sighing inwardly.

The Tianyang Kingdom is vast indeed; it truly is a place of hidden dragons and crouching tigers that cannot be underestimated.

Withdrawing his gaze, Ye Yun turned his eyes and saw a familiar pink figure on the other side of the crowd.

Wang Yuyan!

The young girl had also changed into the Luoxue Sect female Disciple uniform. In her light pink dress, she looked nimble and pretty, with a hint of the greenness of someone newly entering a great Sect in her eyes.

She had clearly also spotted Ye Yun immediately, and her somewhat nervous face instantly blossomed into a bright smile.

She waved her hand vigorously at Ye Yun, her eyes curving into crescents, full of joy.

Seeing this, Ye Yun also nodded gently in response.

Seeing that he acknowledged her, the smile on Wang Yuyan's lips deepened, her face filled with excitement.

...

Just then, a steady and heavy pressure suddenly spread out from the high platform of the Martial Arts Arena!

The originally noisy Martial Arts Arena instantly became silent!

All the Disciples looked up together toward the high platform.

They saw a middle-aged man dressed in a gray robe walking slowly onto the platform. His face was square and his gaze majestic.

His entire being was unfathomable, clearly a figure at the level of a Luoxue Sect Outer Sect Elder.

"Disciples, greetings to Elder Zhang!"

Zhao Hu and the others hurriedly bowed in greeting. All several hundred Disciples in the arena lowered their heads respectfully.

Elder Zhang's majestic gaze swept across the field. His voice wasn't loud, yet it spread clearly to every corner:

"I have gathered everyone today, first, to welcome this batch of newly entered Disciples. Welcome to the Luoxue Sect Outer Sect; you are now members of our Luoxue lineage."

As his voice fell, a chorus of respectful responses rose from below the platform.

Elder Zhang nodded slightly and continued speaking, his tone becoming a bit more solemn:

"The second matter, and the most important one—in one month, it will be the semi-annual Outer Sect Grand Competition of our Luoxue Sect!"

"The top three of The Great Competition can be exceptionally promoted directly to the Inner Sect to become Inner Sect Disciples and enjoy the Sect's focused cultivation! In addition, there are generous rewards such as Medium Grade items, High-tier Martial Skills, and Cultivation Medicinal Pills!"

"Whether you are a new or senior Disciple, it is a fair competition. I hope you will Cultivate diligently and not waste your time!"

Hearing this, the eyes of the Disciples below instantly burned with fervor, and their breathing quickened.

The Inner Sect! That was the goal every Outer Sect Disciple dreamed of!

Elder Zhang paused, then spoke more words encouraging Cultivation and adherence to the Sect rules.

Finally, he dropped a piece of news that made all the newcomers' eyes light up:

"Additionally, all newly entered Outer Sect Disciples have one opportunity to receive a free Basic Cultivation Technique and Martial Skill. You may go to the first floor of the Outer Sect Scripture Pavilion to choose for yourselves. Remember, this is limited to one time; do not be greedy."

As soon as these words were spoken, a sharp light instantly flashed in Ye Yun's eyes.

Free Cultivation Techniques and Martial Skills?

Although his own martial talent was average, passing up a free benefit was definitely not his style.

Moreover, mastering one more Martial Skill meant having one more means of saving his life.

"Once morning practice is over, I must go to the Scripture Pavilion to take a look."

Ye Yun secretly made up his mind.

Elder Zhang gave a few more instructions regarding the rules of daily Cultivation and then turned to leave.

With the Elder's departure, the quiet Martial Arts Arena returned to its bustling state once more.

As morning practice ended and the crowd began to disperse, Ye Yun turned to Zhao Hu beside him and asked.

"Senior Brother Zhao Hu, do you know where the Outer Sect Scripture Pavilion is? I want to go collect a free Martial Skill."

"The Scripture Pavilion? It's on the west side of the Outer Sect, just past two Cold Plum Forests."

Zhao Hu slapped his thigh and laughed.

"It just so happens I don't have anything important today. Since I'm free anyway, I'll accompany you there."

Ye Yun was slightly taken aback by the words, feeling a bit embarrassed.

"This... wouldn't be right, to trouble Senior Brother to make a special trip for me."