The next time Zhang Xuan appeared, he was hiding behind a boulder. As soon as he steadied himself, he felt a cold glint piercing right into the jade token in front of his chest.
As long as they were hit, they would be eliminated immediately.
From the looks of it, those who entered first had already been ambushed and were just waiting for the latecomers to fall into their trap.
"He's pretty fast!"
Zhang Xuan chuckled softly as he raised his finger to meet Zhang Xuan's attack.
Buzz!
The cold light was blocked by the finger, unable to advance any further.
Even though the strength that he was exerting at the moment was only at Saint 9-dan, his eye of discernment and reflexes were more than sufficient to deal with even a Great Sage expert. Considering that his assailant was only an ordinary Macrocosm Ascendancy realm cultivator, how could he possibly succeed?
After deflecting the sneak attack, Zhang Xuan looked over and saw a black-robed young man. Seeing how Zhang Xuan was able to deflect the cold light so easily, a look of fear flashed across the young man's eyes. Not daring to make a second move, he immediately turned tail and fled.
From the looks of it, it seemed like he had seen through the other party's strength. If he didn't escape, he would only be eliminated.
"You have quick reflexes, but it's too late for you to escape!"
With a look of praise on his face, Zhang Xuan tapped his finger once more and said, "Seal!"
Huala!
The black-clothed youth froze in the air like the surface of water, unable to move.
"Spatial Seal …" The black-robed youth was horrified.
For a Saint 9-dan cultivator to be able to comprehend such an ability … Even among the offspring of the seventy-two Ancient Sage Clans, there was no doubt that he would be ranked among the top few. How could he be so unlucky as to meet the other party?
"Friend, I was blinded by greed and attacked you. Please be magnanimous and spare my life …"
He gritted his teeth and begged for mercy.
He was one of the strongest cultivators in his clan, and he had thought that as long as he hid himself well, he would be able to kill the candidates easily. Never in his wildest dreams did he think that he would meet such a tough opponent in his first attempt.
If he had known that this would happen, he would have hidden himself. Why would he have made a move on him?
"It's not impossible to spare your life!" Zhang Xuan said.
"What are your conditions? Please state them!"
The black-robed youth gritted his teeth. "I can use treasures to exchange for my life. However, you should also know that everyone in the clan has a fixed amount of resources. I don't have too many good things …"
"I don't want it. I'll give you two choices. First, crush your jade plate and you'll be eliminated. Second, tell me what I want to know … "
Zhang Xuan glanced at Zhang Xuan and said, "Don't worry, I won't implicate the secrets of our clan, and I won't put you in a difficult position!"
"I choose the second option!"
Without much hesitation, the black-robed young man spoke.
It had taken a lot of resources from the Zhang Clan to reach this point, but if he could not enter the Great Phrontistery of Confucianism, all of the resources would be cut off, and it would be impossible for him to advance any further in the future!
No matter what, he couldn't give up this opportunity.
"Very good!" Placing his hands behind his back, Zhang Xuan looked at Zhang Xuan calmly and said, "How did you get to where you are today, step by step? That included every single trial and assessment! I want to know everything in detail! "
"This …"
The black-robed young man thought that Zhang Xuan would ask him something, but upon hearing that it was something that almost everyone knew about, the black-robed young man was taken aback. Even though he was perplexed, he still replied honestly, "I have gone through twenty-seven trials ever since I started cultivating, one every year! Quite a few people of the same age group will be eliminated in the examination, and those who are eliminated will have their cultivation technique manuals and resources cut off, allowing them to focus on managing their businesses … "
Soon, the black-clothed young man recounted what he had experienced.
Zhang Xuan frowned as he listened to the black-robed young man's story.
Just as he had guessed, the competition in the Hundred Schools of Philosophers was extremely brutal. The examination began right from the very start, and those who cleared it would receive cultivation technique manuals and resources. Those who failed would be barred from cultivating anymore.
This was no longer just nurturing juniors but raising Gu!
It was said that those who knew how to raise Gu would raise more than ten thousand of them and have them kill one another, and the one who emerged victorious would be the strongest.
That seemed to be how the seventy-two Sage Clans operated. Those who were qualified to participate in the examination of the Great Phrontistery of Confucianism had to have gone through many trials and tribulations in order to rise above the others.
It was no wonder Zhang Xuan could see the coldness in the eyes of the black-robed young man earlier, reminiscent of the combat masters. With such experiences, their humanity must have become as indifferent as a piece of scrap paper, ready to be discarded at any moment.
It was no wonder Yan Xue and the others were able to ally with the Otherworldly Demonic Tribe without the slightest grudge against them. Most likely, the only thing in their minds was victory.
It seems like the Hundred Schools of Philosophers is truly the survival of the fittest, Zhang Xuan thought.
Zhang Xuan turned to the black-robed young man and asked, "You mentioned earlier that there's a fixed distribution of cultivation resources. What do you mean by that?"
"As an offspring of the Sage Clans, how could you not know?"
The black-robed young man asked doubtfully. However, knowing that he was currently living under someone else's roof, he could only explain, "There's a fixed distribution of cultivation resources. Based on what I know, it's the same for every single Sage Clan. There's no exception!"
After saying those words, the black-robed young man continued to explain.
Hearing those words, Zhang Xuan gasped in astonishment. He finally understood how the Ancient Sage Clans operated.
Initially, they would select their juniors to cultivate, and those who failed to reach a certain level within a certain period of time would be eliminated, thus losing the distribution of cultivation resources and cultivation technique manuals. This was the same every year. In order to obtain cultivation technique manuals and cultivation techniques, one would have to undergo all kinds of tests and achieve great accomplishments.
It could be said that the control over resources in this world was so precise that it could make one's hair stand on end!
"Can't we just search for some ancient domain or treasure trove?"
Zhang Xuan asked.
The cultivators of the Master Teacher Continent did not have that many resources either, but they would still search for some unique ancient domain or treasure trove. Even if they had to put themselves in danger, they would still be able to cultivate for a long period of time.
Why didn't the people of the Master Teacher Continent do the same?
"What ancient domain or treasure trove? After a cultivator dies, all of his resources will be taken back by the clan. It's just like how you won't be able to take away my resources even if you kill me right now. This is because every single item that I bring with me has to be registered. If I were to lose any of my belongings after I die, the clan would come after you! "
The black-robed young man said.
"…"
Zhang Xuan's eyebrows shot up in astonishment.
As the descendants of Kong Shi, the Hundred Schools of Philosophers … What in the world were they up to?
Was the world really that lacking in resources?
After asking a few more questions to clarify everything that the black-robed young man knew, Zhang Xuan flicked his finger.
Hu!
The black-robed young man collapsed to the ground.
"You'll wake up after I leave, and you'll forget everything that happened earlier!"
Zhang Xuan said with a smile as he dashed forward, disappearing from the spot in the blink of an eye.
At his level of cultivation, he was already capable of wiping a person's memories with ease. Even though the questions he had asked earlier weren't that important, they would surely bring trouble to Fan Xiaoxu in the future.
Since that was the case, it would be better for him to get rid of them in advance.
(Happy Lantern Festival, everyone! Laoya isn't happy at the moment. His feet have been hurting for the past four days, and he can't even walk anymore. Mother-in-law still has an operation tomorrow.)
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