Chapter 413 - Passing (2/2)

Fortunately, he now had a Pseudo Grand Dao. With it, he could easily condense thousands of years of cultivating effort into a single year. He just needed time and a place to cultivate in peace.

”I'm an outer disciple now, right?” While he had just accidentally killed someone, he felt no guilt in his heart. The cultivation world was cruel and fighting or accepting fights came with the risk of death. Similar to how others could expect death challenging the young man, he should've long prepared himself to be slain. If he hadn't, that wasn't Yan Zaizen's fault.

The examiner gave Yan Zaizen a deep, long look. That gaze was as if he wanted to peer into all of Yan Zaizen's secrets, but he was only met with the reply of a puppy's soft bark and an indifferent smile. He sighed in the end and nodded. The entire process was swift and the examiner did not try to make things difficult for Yan Zaizen.

His belief coincided with Yan Zaizen's. If you believe you could take other's lives, you have to be ready to lose your own in any capacity. To make a fuss over a dead disciple was pointless, especially one as insignificant as a late-Qi Cyclone disciple.

Yan Zaizen's current strength and potential was worth a thousand him. At least his death benefitted the sect. Thinking up to here, he finished the last of his assessment of the children, still only bringing eight out of nearly a thousand. They were all three to five years old and showed decent innate talent. It was a good yield.

With a satisfied nod, he brought along the disciples who acted as gatekeepers for sect entry and said, ”We'll be leaving in three days. Prepare yourself and meet here.” After those words, he gave Yan Zaizen one last look before leaving with the two disciples.

The puppy in his arms softly yipped out a few barks and rubbed its belly with its small paw. From its eyes, it seemed that working so hard had made it hungry again. Yan Zaizen found this pup becoming increasingly cute and endearing. In fact, he too was hungry. As a developing herculean without an ounce of qi cultivation, he realized that this body needed an enormous amount of sustenance.

He leapt off the platform and made his way to the restaurant. Those in his path moved away in fear. To one-shot a late-Qi Cyclone disciple like nothing made them birth fear from the bottom of their hearts. This fear was definitely warranted.

Just as he was making his way through after everyone gave him a wide berth, a shout resounded.

”You thief! Halt!!” A group of armored individuals arrived with Old Man Bo. He was a part of the city's guards and was a captain, so he responded due to the commotion of the disciple meeting various buildings. Of course, they only came to inspect due to understanding that the Soaring Sword Sect was conducting their examinations for new disciples.

However, they hadn't witnessed Yan Zaizen's actions. In fact, very few people even saw him take action. It was like blinking one moment and then the disciple was off and he had moved near the disciple's original position.

Yan Zaizen's eyes shifted to see Old Man Bo's furious expression as he ordered his men to encircle Yan Zaizen. When it was finished, he finally had a triumphant light flash into his eyes. ”I will not let you escape this time!”

Old Man Bo had sun-burned brown skin, a muscular body with some fat around his belly, a goatee and large black eyes. On his right cheek was a scar made by a dagger, seemingly older than Yan Zaizen's new body. It gave him a ferocious aura, making him look more like a mercenary or veteran soldier than a mere city guard.

When he arrived before Yan Zaizen, his aura erupted to enshroud and restrict. He was at mid-Qi Cyclone Realm. Therefore, when the crowd saw this, their eyes widened as they saw these guards, especially Old Man Bo court death.

Yan Zaizen indifferently smiled. Old Man Bo was his memory-less self's most notable person. In fact, he and Old Man Bo weren't always at odds. When he was about eight years old, it was Old Man Bo who helped him survive. He would offer protection or linger in the areas he slept. One time, he had directly stopped him from being abused by a group of men.

He had said he was merely doing his job at the time, protecting the city and its inhabitants, but he knew that he acted as his guardian angel. Later, as his ambition and appetite grew, unable to accept a futureless path, Yan Zaizen resorted to stealing. When he was still nascent, Old Man Bo had caught him red-handed. In the end, he let him go with a warning and a lesson - if you're going to steal, be sure to never get caught.

Unfortunately, as he grew as a little thief, he became a scourge of the people and the conflict meant Old Man Bo had been forced to try to capture him. However, as he listened to his advice, he was never caught again.

Therefore, while he looked at this imposing man with a hint of ferocity in his aura, Yan Zaizen couldn't help but feel warm emotions.

”What are you smiling for!” Old Man Bo asked, as if he was about to lunge at Yan Zaizen. Yan Zaizen knew that he might, so that Yan Zaizen could use his body as leverage to escape, just like he did in the alleyway earlier. His posture was only a prelude, telling him: ”I'm going to lunge like this!” His indifferent smile turned warm.

”I'm leaving for the Soaring Sword Sect. You're wasted here, and I owe you a debt. Come with me!” Yan Zaizen said, shocking everyone present, including Old Man Bo!

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