65 Dining Hall (2/2)

”We have to do things like this,” the third layer Earth Warrior continued. ”He is highly revered by the prophet and his uncle is Xiao Lei. We cannot afford for him to know what happened.”

The truth was that this young man was just as tired and against Xue Wei as the others, but he was also aware that it was impossible to get rid of Xue Wei without Xiao Lei knowing what was happening if they didn't move covertly.

Since that was the case, he might as well share his many thoughts on how to get rid of him with this group of people. If he were lucky, one of them would do just what he had given as an example, and then he would be rid of a troublesome person.

”You fled fast!” the annoying voice of Prophet Lan appeared in Xue Wei's mind once again when he had fled from the group of youngsters.

This time, Xue Wei was incapable of answering him. He was simply too far away, and he growled in annoyance at knowing that the next couple of weeks would be filled with conversations with this madman who wanted to pit him against the world.

Xue Wei arrived at his tent and entered it before he sat down on the ground, and sighed as he looked at the bed which he had given up for the next two weeks.

The ground was cold and hard, but fortunately he was no longer a mortal, which meant this level of cold could not make him sick.

Just as he entered his tent, Xue Wei finally felt a calm descend upon him. The killing intent and urge to fight, brought about by the overwhelming number of people he encountered and fled from before, was suddenly gone.

He knew that he had no chance to defeat the group of experts, but he had still felt an urge to do battle. He had felt an urge to kill every last one of them.

Although the reason they disliked him was because they felt he had been praised too much and given too much credit, and was almost overshadowing them despite actually being the weakest amongst them rank wise, was something that he could understand, he also knew that if one were to rank them on battle strength, then he was far from being the lowest ranked.

In the Genius Camp, there were a full fifty-four third layer Earth Warriors; a hundred and seventy-three two-layer Earth Warriors; three ninth layer Ordinary Warriors and remaining nine thousand seven hundred and thirty-four were one layer Earth Warriors.

Xue Wei would at least be ranked in the top hundred if he were to fight them, and he understood this. He also knew that although Lan had not seen him fight, this strange prophet had already gauged his strength completely and knew exactly how strong he was and what he was able to do.

”No more thinking about him. It makes me so angry,” Xue Wei muttered as he slowly emptied his mind of thoughts.

As his mind was emptied, he focused solely on his breathing. On the energy all around him and on how he drew it into his body. He rotated this energy through his meridians and absorbed it into his strange and unique dantian with every cycle.

The evening turned to night and Xue Wei was completely lost in his cultivation. He did not even pay attention to the mad ramblings of Lan that came from time to time. In fact, he paid it so little mind that he forgot what had been said the moment he heard it.

Lan seemed to sense that Xue Wei was cultivating, and as a result he stopped bothering Xue Wei. As for Lan's true purpose, no one seemed to understand it.

That night, Lan was busy drinking and chatting with the upper echelons of the Recruitment Camp while Xue Wei was cultivating.

Although Lan did not return to claim the bed, Xue Wei had already taken the payment for leaving the bed untouched the next two weeks, so even if Lan were to find a tent on his own, Xue Wei would stay on the floor for those two weeks.

When one made a promise, one had to keep it.

As the sun rose in the sky, Xue Wei awoke from his meditation. His eyelids lifted and he looked straight into the smiling face of Lan, who was so close that their noses almost touched.

A shriek of surprise escaped Xue Wei's lips as he scrambled backward, completely taken by surprise.

He had not sensed Lan. Even now, when he looked at him, he could not sense him. If it was not because he could see him right in front of him, then he would not have known that he was there.

This was a state that Xue Wei had never seen anyone achieve before. Even the Heavenly Warriors were incapable of completely hiding their presence, and this display of might made Xue Wei extremely tense and uncomfortable.

”Rested well?” Lan asked with a smile on his face that kept blooming. The uglier Xue Wei's face became, the happier Lan seemed to be.

Lan then turned around and left the tent. ”Wash up fast, we are going to the dining hall, and then we will find a field where I will teach you a few moves.”

Hearing this, Xue Wei was all of thrilled, troubled, and annoyed. He knew that this was an expert with the kind of strength he had never seen before, and as such to learn a skill from him would be truly magnificent.

He was troubled because of their relationship. Would he really teach him a skill out of nowhere, or would he want something in return? It was hard to say. Maybe he would even ask for Xue Wei's dantian again. Just the thought alone made Xue Wei grimace.

Finally, he was annoyed. No matter what, he could not bring himself to suddenly be fond of Lan. Lan was truly troublesome. He did things so differently, and he was a royal pain in Xue Wei's behind, constantly doing all in his power to enrage him.

Still, the annoyance was quickly overpowered by the interest in whatever it was that he wanted to teach him. Without realizing it, a small smile had crept up on Xue Wei's face.

”Let us go and get some food then,” Xue Wei said with a grin to Lan, and the two of them went together to the dining hall once more.