Martial Defiance Across Nine Thousand Realms

Disfavored?

It was more than just disfavor. Even back in Flame City, I had already encountered considerable trouble.

"Moreover, you should know that by joining Incinerate Moon Academy, you would directly become an Inner Disciple."

"But at Cycle Academy, you'd have to start from the bottom as a menial disciple and work your way up. Advancing is extremely difficult." Chu Tianxin glanced around and added, "Right now is the time for new disciples to join the academy. I assume you've just arrived and haven't registered yet. If you come with me to Incinerate Moon Academy, there's still time."

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Ye Han looked towards his teacher, Mo Qingrou, and found her eyes warm and calm, watching him without any suggestions, seemingly leaving the choice to him.

Holding the token in his hand, the faces of those people flashed through his mind. After a long silence, Ye Han suddenly made up his mind.

"The path of martial arts is always a struggle against the current, a fight for one's way against the heavens!"

"If the likes of Lu Yunxiao can obstruct my path, then turning back would be retreating, and my heart knows no fear!"

Ye Han looked at Chu Tianxin, who was full of hope, "I will remember your kindness today, Elder Chu. But now that I have this token, I do not wish to back out!"

"You should understand that opportunities are fleeting!" Chu Tianxin still gazed at Ye Han intently.

"I will enter Cycle Academy, and no one can stop me!" Ye Han declared, pausing with every word.

"Hmm!"

Chu Tianxin's expression was impassive. After speaking, he led Chu Youshi away.

"Young man, if you ever wish to, Incinerate Moon Academy will always welcome you."

A voice reached Ye Han's ears, a secret message sent with supreme skill, audible only to him.

Watching Chu Tianxin and his companion leave, all eyes in the vicinity converged on Ye Han.

Especially the old man beside him, his eyes piercing as if trying to see through illusions and uncover all of Ye Han's secrets.

Alas, after a long observation, the old man gained nothing. In his eyes, Ye Han was just a young man with a more robust divine power than ordinary people and a decent foundation.

But he knew that a figure like Chu Tianxin wouldn't make an offer without reason, wouldn't bother to recruit an ordinary young man for no purpose.

"Sweety Mo, you vanished for nine years in the blink of an eye. I never expected you to have secluded yourself in Flame City and taken such a disciple."

The old man spoke, looking at Ye Han with a hint of admiration, "Going against the current, fighting for your way against the heavens, I like your attitude. Although I can't interfere with Sweety Mo's affairs, rest assured, now that you have the identity token, you can rightfully enter Cycle Academy."

"Disciple Mo Qingrou, greets Elder Ji!"

Mo Qingrou's words carried a sense of closeness towards the old man.

"Good, it's good you're back!" The old man's face softened as he looked at Mo Qingrou, "Your teacher must be overjoyed to know."

Suddenly, a gust of wind hit Ye Han, and in the next instant, a middle-aged beauty appeared before him. Though past her prime, her delicate features and remaining charm suggested she was once a stunning woman.

"Teacher!"

Mo Qingrou gazed at the woman, her eyes complex and gradually moistening.

"Old man, when Sweety Mo returned, why didn't you tell me right away?"

The woman glared at Elder Ji, then with tears in her eyes, she pressed Mo Qingrou's hands to her heart, "You're so heartless, leaving for nine years without a word."

"How have you been all these years? Have you suffered any grievances in Flame City..."@@novelbin@@

The woman's incessant chatter revealed her deep concern.

Watching this scene, Ye Han felt somewhat relieved. It seemed his teacher had elders to look after her in Cycle Academy.

The woman, oblivious to others, spoke as she led Mo Qingrou away with decisive swiftness.

"Ye Han, come find me at Bamboo Melody Peak in the future."

Mo Qingrou didn't have time to explain, only turning to give Ye Han a gentle look.

"Bamboo Melody Peak?"

Ye Han silently noted the name, "Alright!"

After the middle-aged woman took Mo Qingrou away, Elder Ji, who had been awkwardly silent, spoke up again, "Let's go, I'll take you to register!"

...

"Elder Ji, was that senior just now your... cultivation partner?"

"Elder Ji, it seemed like you were a bit afraid of her, or is that just my imagination?"

"Elder Ji, that senior must hold a higher position in the academy than you..."

Following Elder Ji into the academy, Ye Han kept up a stream of questions.

"Kids shouldn't be so nosy," Elder Ji said with a darkened face.

Ye Han promptly replied, "I'm sixteen this year, which according to the conventions of Shenwu Continent, means I'm an adult."

"Alright, rest assured. Sweety Mo is... Elder Wen watched her grow up. She's at Bamboo Melody Peak now, and no one can disturb her there," Elder Ji said, giving Ye Han a surprised look.

He had been at Cycle Academy for years and had never encountered a new disciple who dared to joke with an elder like this.

Ye Han seemed neither servile nor overbearing; Elder Ji wondered whether it was his true nature or just fearlessness from being new.

As they walked forward, reaching the base of the stairway that seemed to climb to the heavens, Ye Han saw altars embedded in the earth, each with a starburst pattern at the center.

"These are teleportation arrays, capable of direct transport to the peak or over distances, all inscribed with Inscriptions," Elder Ji explained as they stood on one of the altars.

Elder Ji placed his palm on the altar, channeling divine power into it, and something miraculous occurred.

Ye Han immediately felt an invisible force lift him and Elder Ji into the air, ascending the many steps in moments and arriving at the peak.

"What a curious Inscription teleportation array," Ye Han marveled, having never encountered such things at Flame Academy.

"Our human wisdom is extraordinary. Over the long years, based on martial arts, we've derived many skills, leading to professions like alchemists, weapon refiners, and Inscription masters. These professions often depend on talent and are quite rare."

"Just like this Inscription teleportation array, it was inscribed by the academy's Inscription masters. You'll have access to all this knowledge soon." Elder Ji looked at Ye Han, "Kid, if you have a strong talent for Inscription mastery, or as an alchemist or weapon refiner, even if your martial cultivation falls short, you can still quickly shed your menial disciple status and become an Inner Disciple, or even a true disciple or elder of the academy."

"Hmm!"

Ye Han committed Elder Ji's words to memory.

They soon arrived at a grand hall, and with his identity token, the registration process was straightforward.

What Ye Han didn't expect was that, just as he joined Cycle Academy, he indeed had to start as a menial disciple, just as Chu Tianxin had said.

Menial disciples were the lowest rank in Cycle Academy, or rather, only half-disciples. Above them were Outer Disciples, Inner Disciples, and True Disciples. The hierarchy was clear, requiring constant advancement.

"Kid, I'll take you to where the menial disciples live. Your future depends on your own efforts."

After registration, Elder Ji spoke and led Ye Han away, thus fulfilling his task of guiding Mo Qingrou's disciple.

Stepping out of the hall, Ye Han's gaze swept across the clouds and the dense, mysterious peaks, feeling an unprecedented confidence and pride surge within him.

He suddenly asked, "Elder Ji, do you happen to know where a disciple named Ye Zhixuan is currently?"