With the chant to reach the ninth layer, Wang Lin felt at ease and began to live in seclusion. Time passed day by day. The entire Heng Yue Sect was filled with tension.
All the inner disciples were preparing for the competition at the end of the year. Once they entered the top 10, they would be able to obtain treasures, pills, spirit stones, and jade talismans.
What made them even more jealous was that the sect head had taken out the sect's treasure, the Double Moon Bracelet, as the reward for first place!
The Double Moon Bracelet was originally a relic from 300 years ago. It was very powerful and was a rare treasure that could be used for both offense and defense.
Therefore, all the inner disciples secretly sharpened their fists and mustered up their energy.
As for the newcomer competition, there were only a few new inner disciples this year. In everyone's eyes, Wang Zhuo would undoubtedly become the newcomer king.
On the other side, the nominal disciples were even more hostile to each other. For them, the nominal disciple competition represented the turning point of their lives, and everyone was secretly making the final preparations.
All of this tension had nothing to do with Wang Lin. He spent all day cultivating and practicing the Attraction Technique. The day before the end of the month, he walked out of the chore house and went straight to the main courtyard.
He had already mastered the technique to hide his aura. With a thought, the spiritual energy in his body was naturally hidden, creating the illusion that he hadn't reached the first layer of Qi Condensation.
He felt that there were too many people in the chore house and it wasn't suitable for cultivation, so he wanted to find a reason to go down the mountain and find a quiet place to cultivate.
After arriving at the main courtyard, he strode in. Not long after, he arrived outside Sun Dazhu's herb garden and respectfully said, "Disciple Wang Lin requests to see master."
"What are you doing here?"
The door to the herb garden wasn't open. Sun Dazhu's impatient voice came from inside. Obviously, he didn't like this disciple.
Wang Lin's expression was normal. He respectfully said, "Disciple's cultivation is not high enough. I don't think I can win tomorrow's competition. I don't want to lose master's face, so I don't want to participate."
"Hmph, at least you know what's good for you. This time, your Martial Uncle Dao Xu's disciple, Wang Zhuo, has already reached the peak of the first layer of Qi Condensation at such a young age. He can break through to the second layer at any time. Even if you go, it's useless. He can crush you with one finger.
I heard that you guys are relatives. Why is the gap between you two so big? "Sun Dazhu sneered.
Wang Lin didn't mind and said: "Wang Zhuo has been smart since he was young, and his spirit root is abundant. This disciple can't compare to him."
"Have you found the gourd in the past six months?" Sun Dazhu asked after a short silence.
Wang Lin shook his head and revealed a distressed expression. He said, "This is strange. I've been to the spring many times, but I've never seen a gourd float down again."
"Is there anything else? If there's nothing else, then scram. I get angry when I see you!"
Sun Dazhu coldly said. When he saw this disciple, he couldn't control his temper. He wanted to slap him to death so that he wouldn't be laughed at by his peers.
Wang Lin lowered his head and said respectfully, "Master, it's too boring on the mountain. I want to go down the mountain and come back after the New Year. What do you think?"
"Go down the mountain?
No, if you didn't mention it, I wouldn't have thought about it. In four years is the competition against the Xuan Dao Sect. This time, the head of the sect has given the order that most of the inner sect disciples will undergo 4 years of training after the new year. You should also participate so that you don't lose face during the competition and ruin my reputation! "Sun Dazhu immediately refused and said.
"Training session?" Wang Lin was startled.
"Every 20 years, this is a rule that has been in place for hundreds of years. The Xuan Dao Sect and the Heng Yue Sect seem to be friendly on the surface, but they are secretly competing. In the last 100 years, the Heng Yue Sect and the Xuan Dao Sect have all lost to each other. This is too shameful, so there is this training session.
"Listen carefully, if you don't achieve anything in this training session and embarrass me during the competition in four years, I will kick you out of the Heng Yue Sect no matter what." Sun Dazhu didn't want to explain too much, so he just said it in a few words.
Wang Lin secretly sighed. Going outside to train was obviously impossible. Seeing that Sun Dazhu's tone was not friendly, he nodded and left.
Returning to the chore house, Wang Lin pondered for a while. Since he couldn't go outside to train, he would take advantage of this training session to find an opportunity to train.
The next day, the inner sect competition began. The scene was very lively. Wang Lin hesitated for a bit and didn't go watch. Instead, he took advantage of the time to cultivate and consolidate his cultivation of the second layer.
In the next few days, through chatting with the honorary disciples, Wang Lin found out that senior apprentice brother Zhang won first place in the inner sect competition, but he heard that it was because there were no purple clothed disciples participating.
As for Wang Zhuo, he became the new disciple king. He became very arrogant and didn't put other people his age in his eyes.
A week later, in the morning, the bell echoed in the Heng Yue Sect. It rang a total of five times, which meant that all the inner disciples must quickly gather in the sect's main hall.
Wang Lin, who was in the dream space, didn't hear it. It wasn't until Sun Dazhu kicked open the chore house door that he woke up. He quickly put away the bead, hid his cultivation, and pushed open the door. Sun Dazhu's face was full of anger. He shouted at Wang Lin, "Wang Lin, are you deaf?
Didn't you hear the bell?
You evil disciple, all the inner disciples participating in the training are here except for you. You made me feel ashamed in front of my fellow apprentices. You … you made me angry!!! "
Wang Lin raised his eyebrows, but he didn't say anything.
Sun Dazhu fiercely stared at Wang Lin. He knew that this was not the time to teach his disciple a lesson. The sect head and his fellow apprentices were all waiting, so without saying anything, he grabbed Wang Lin, stepped on a rainbow colored cloud, and quickly flew into the sky.
With the fastest speed he could muster, he arrived outside the main hall of the main courtyard. He threw Wang Lin on the ground and shouted, "Wang Lin, follow me in. If you continue to embarrass me, even if I have to face the sect head's punishment, I'll kill you with one palm!"
With the last sentence, Sun Dazhu's eyes were filled with killing intent. He hated this disciple to the extreme. He made up his mind to find an opportunity to expel him from the sect.
Wang Lin rubbed his arm. If it wasn't for the fact that he had reached the second layer of Qi Condensation and his body was much stronger, his arm would have been broken. He lowered his head and softly said, "Disciple obeys."
Sun Dazhu snorted, tidied up his clothes, and walked into the main hall. Wang Lin took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and calmly followed in.
The Heng Yue Sect's main hall was the grandest place in the sect. It was very spacious, with dozens of statues of the sect's ancestors on the left and right. A solemn atmosphere enveloped the inside.
After Wang Lin walked in with Sun Dazhu, dozens of eyes immediately focused on him. He immediately felt it was difficult to breathe. He looked around and quickly lowered his head.