1005 The First Disciple Contes (1/2)

It was under such circumstances that the young man, Bai, naturally became the target of some disciples. Conflicts arose easily with merely a few pointed words and there was even a darker-skinned child, bigger in size, who had developed an interest in challenging him.

Yun Yang was still watching, not doing any more than that. He stopped Kong Luoyue, who had wanted to intervene, as well.

”Everyone has their own fortuity. In wanting to rise above everyone, you must first rise above yourself!”

Kong Luoyue nodded and said with a grin, ”You want to watch how these two children grow?”

”Mm. Bai is capable, an Earth Mystic, but the girl has nothing, barely at a level that can be given consideration… Still, these two young ones are not bad in their talents and their comprehensive abilities. How far they can go in the future… depends more on the Bai child.”

”Hmm?” Kong Luoyue could not understand Yun Yang's judgment.

”The girl follows Bai. She looks pretty, already alluring despite her young age. When she grows up, she'll definitely be a beauty, capable of wrecking the country and bringing ruin to the people. Bai's cultivation base is higher - he can guide her. If they walk a smooth path and stay unscathed, they would probably grow into a charming pair, a match made in heaven. However, if Bai encounters a calamity, the girl will mostly suffer a change of character and become an ordinary person.”

”These two children are the type of people who will complete the path they chose. They may look soft, but Bai is determined and Ling is assertive.”

”They have commendable natures.”

Yun Yang said faintly, ”Begin distributing resources and assigning levels to all disciples three days from now. Assign cultivation locations according to their levels. Understand?”

”Yes, big brother. I've made the relevant preparations.”

Looking at the ten pupils below them, Yun Yang continued to say, ”It's a small martial world among these ten disciples. We're in the martial world, everywhere around us lies the martial world. This area, it's a martial world; the Residence of Nine Supremes, it's also a martial world; each mountain, it's still a martial world; among these children, it's a martial world as well.”

A tremor ran through Kong Luoyue as he suddenly looked like he had gained some form of terrible insight.

”Boss, you mean to say?”

”As an educator, we watch over our martial world, but we cannot intervene in this martial world which is under our care too much.”

Yun Yang smiled and left.

The entire Residence of Nine Supremes maintained a similar operating mode in the three days that followed. The higher-level management focused on teaching their protégés and continued with their personal special training. The disciples cultivated wholeheartedly day and night, exhausting themselves with their diligence. The more junior disciples cultivated and practiced arduously as well, but with a limit that they could bear.

In spite of this, the higher-level management was drilled by their respected Chief Instructor, Dong Qitian, so much so that they felt like dying. In addition, they had to feign energized fronts each morning and appear before their students with a masterly aura to either just be present or to teach them. Regardless, they were unwilling to show their weak sides in front of their disciples, thus they suffered more than was necessary.

The nine of them – hmm, no, the eight of them, except Yun Yang - all eight of them felt drained, both physically and mentally.

This caused them to begin envying Ping Xiaoyi and Guo Nuanyang who were without a Supreme title. The pair had no students to train nor tasks to be completed at the current stage. They could either recuperate personally or leave to drink and chat, perhaps play a game of chess, after the special training…

F*ck this! It was too much!

The eight of them had fought so hard to be a Supreme only for it to be a life of toil? Even their esteemed state before their pupils was only a pretense they pushed themselves to put up; it felt suicidal! They felt like the walking dead even as they kept up their pretense.

Due to such gloomy thoughts, the gazes of these eight people towards Ping Xiaoyi and Guo Nuanyang were as if they were glaring at an irreconcilable enemy.

Who would have thought that both Ping Xiaoyi and Guo Nuanyang felt utterly maligned as well?

'Excuse me! All of you are Supremes, of course, you have to work harder. Isn't that to be expected?'

'We're free now, but that's because we didn't get a higher position. How could you be having all the perks?'