Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Weapon Peak.
Little fatty arrived at the entrance of Su Zimo’s cave abode.
The door of the entrance was destroyed by little crane and Su Zimo had not fixed it. Looking inside, little fatty caught sight of a green robed man in deep sleep on the stone bed with a ferocious spirit tiger guarding at the side.
A twinkle appeared in little fatty’s eyes as he cast his flying sword aside and rushed in.
When the spirit tiger saw little fatty, it growled softly but did not show any animosity.
It naturally knew that little fatty was Su Zimo’s friend.
If anyone else had barged in as such, the spirit tiger would have rushed in front of Su Zimo to block.
“Bro, bro! Wake up!”
Little fatty was already yelling before he approached.
Even though Su Zimo was deep in sleep, he was already awake subconsciously the mont little fatty had barged in.
Shaking his drowsy head, Su Zimo sat up and blinked his sleepy eyes while stretching his tendons.
“Bro, where have you been for the past three months? Why haven’t I seen you anywhere?” Little fatty asked.
Su Zimo replied casually, “I went out to relax.”
Rolling his eyes, little fatty grumbled, “Bro, you sure are confident. The five peaks face-off is approaching and yet you went out to relax...?”
Pausing for a mont, little fatty inched towards Su Zimo and said mysteriously, “Bro, haven’t you heard that sothing major happened in our sect recently?”
“Ah?”
Su Zimo was sowhat puzzled as he shook his head. “I don’t know.”
“Bro, you know that there’s a Ten Formations Pagoda in Array Peak, right?”
“Yeah?”
“A mysterious disciple cleared the entire Ten Formations Pagoda!”
Su Zimo’s heart skipped a bit and he was more awake now. Frowning, he asked, “How did you know about it?”
“I’m not the only one! All trial disciples of the five peaks know about it! Before long, the entire sect’s going to know about it! There’s a lot of people gathered on Array Peak right now!”
Su Zimo was shocked.
He had not expected that his unintentional actions would have caused such a stir.
Could Elder Luo and Peak Master Xuan Yi have spread the news?
Wrong!
On second thought, Su Zimo asked, “What do you an by mysterious disciple? Nobody knows who cleared the Ten Formations Pagoda?”
“Hehe!”
Little fatty gave a mysterious smile as he said beamingly, “That’s the most incredible part! After the disciple cleared the pagoda, he did not leave his na on the Ten Formations Stele! Now, disciples of all five peaks are guessing at that person’s identity!”
“Ten Formations Stele?”
Su Zimo blinked his eyes and vaguely recalled that there was a huge stele filled with words beside the Ten Formations Pagoda.
“What do you an leaving a na on the Ten Formations Stele?” Su Zimo asked once more.
Little fatty explained the use of the Ten Formations Stele, “After clearing the pagoda, one has to tap their sect badge on the Ten Formations Stele for their na to be recorded.”
Su Zimo froze for a mont and muttered to himself, “So, there’s such a thing.”
“That incredible person cleared all 10 levels in one go and left gracefully just like that. How admirable.”
Little fatty’s eyes were filled with awe as though he was imagining a cultivator’s extraordinary deanor amidst the ethereal clouds, leaving as he flicked his sleeves.
In reality, Su Zimo was thoroughly exhausted that night and had barely managed to return on his flying sword. There was no way he was that carefree.
Little fatty noticed that Su Zimo was distracted and seemingly disinterested. He then reached for Su Zimo’s arm, saying, “Bro, let’s go! I’ll take you to Array Peak and you’ll see just how amazing that person is!”
Discreetly, Su Zimo avoided little fatty’s hand and shook his head. “I’ll give it a pass.”
Su Zimo did not have much ti to begin with. Now that he had spent three months on Array Peak without refining elixirs, raising his cultivation or practicing sword wielding, he was left with less than three months to the end of the year.
How would he have the mood to join the crowd.
Furthermore, he was that mysterious challenger – Su Zimo wasn’t curious in the slightest bit.
At the sa ti, Su Zimo realized that if word were to spread out, it would bring quite a bit of trouble for him. He decided to hide it for the ti being.
“Bro, it’s a huge crowd on Array Peak right now! It’s absolutely unprecedented! It’d be such a pity if you didn’t go take a look!” Little fatty did not give up and continued persuading.
Su Zimo chuckled and replied casually, “I know nothing about formations too. What’s the big deal about challenging the pagoda?”
That statent was casually thrown out by Su Zimo. However, little fatty was instantly displeased.
Bang!
His chubby palm slamd down heavily on Su Zimo’s stone bed, giving off a dull thud.
Su Zimo was dazed.
“Bro, that’s not a nice thing to say.”
Little fatty kept his smile and his expression was unprecedentedly serious. “Perhaps that mysterious disciple might not be your match in terms of weapon refinent. But bro, you should not underestimate him like that!”
“What do you an what’s the big deal about challenging the pagoda? Do you know what it implies for soone to be able to clear Level 10 of the Ten Formations Pagoda?”
Su Zimo asked automatically, “What?”
Little fatty was stunned at Su Zimo’s question. After holding it for a long ti, his face flushed and he could not give a reply either.
Naturally, little fatty was not really angry. It was just a mont of indignance for that mysterious challenger.
Su Zimo looked at little fatty’s embarrassed face and could not help but smile. “Actually, I’m that mysterious disciple...”
“Bro, stop ssing around,” Little fatty waved his hand to interrupt him.
Su Zimo: “... ”
Little fatty said in a deep voice, “Bro, you have to understand that through the generations of trial disciples in the history of the sect, there have been many geniuses. However, the best among them have only cleared Level 6!”
“Look at that Feng Haoyu. He may seem impressive now, but it’s not like there hasn’t been another genius with a wind spirit root in the sect. He’s just one of them. However, this mysterious disciple that cleared Level 10? He’s the first person through the thousands of years of history of our sect!”
Su Zimo could only nod his head in agreent.
“Think about it, bro. Wasn’t it incredible when you got through the Eight Distresses Formation and destroyed the spirit testing gate? Just like you, the accomplishnt of this mystery disciple is unprecedented!”
With a stoic face, little fatty said earnestly, “Bro, you’ve got to be humble. Humility is important. You can’t look down on others casually. That won’t’ do.”
“Alright, I got it. I’ll check it out when I’ve got ti.”
Su Zimo was sweating profusely for this conversation. When he saw that little fatty had no intention of stopping, he changed the topic. “It’s been a long ti since I’ve cultivated. I’ve got to seize the opportunity to raise my cultivation.”
Little fatty scanned Su Zimo with the Spirit Peering Art.
He was still at Level 6 Qi Condensation?
Bitterly, little fatty said, “Bro, look at you. You were already at Level 6 Qi Condensation three months ago but you haven’t progressed at all. How are you going to fight Feng Haoyu?”
“Bro, even if you know you can’t win him, you’ve got to pick yourself up and not give up! The path of cultivation is like going against the waters. If you don’t advance, you get pushed back. You’ve wasted three months just like that! What should I say about you? Sigh!”
Su Zimo: “... “
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