Chapter 102: Senior Lu

Chapter 102: Senior Lu

Han Lingyun was suddenly taken out from his meditative state with the sound of another disciple arriving. He curiously glanced over.

At first, Han Lingyun was blinded by the setting sun. He could only distinguish the shadow of a short figure holding a sword. As the figure stepped forwards to leave his box next to the other ones, Han Lingyun recognized a familiar face, the one of Su Xialu.

This sword cultivator had previously left a deep impression on Han Lingyun, especially for doing as he pleased. During the SCA competition, he had purposely refused to fight during the first phase to be pitted against a strong opponent for his first duel in the tournament bracket. He had later triumphed and reached the quarter finals where he stopped fighting.

Now, the young man had swapped his Eastern Warrior's Temple robes for azure ones. He scanned the disciples already present. He was the 8th to make it here.Visit no(v)eLb(i)n.com for the best novel reading experience

"Hello everybody, I'm Su Xialu from the Eastern Warrior's Temple. I'll be glad to exchange pointers with fellow cultivators."

His gaze stopped on the sleeping Luo Mingyu, revealing a desire to battle. Both were true sword cultivators.

When the sun fell behind the horizon, the bold middle-aged man finally stood up. With a wave of his hand, the 8 boxes disappeared. He then sent out 3 beams of light that shot through the sky in 3 different directions. Han Lingyun wasn't able to see if these were talismans or weapons of some sort.

The man stretched his biceps that seemed about to rupture his clothes. He started with a deep rumbling voice "The time is up. I will only be instructing the 8 of you.

From now on, you will refer to me as Senior Lu. I expect absolute obedience.

I don't normally take in disciples. I exceptionally accepted this time, on the condition you hadn't reached formation establishment yet. Your time with me ends when you break through to the foundation establishment realm.

I was also told I would be receiving the elite of the alliance. I must say, it has been decades since I've last been so disappointed. How could you be so frail, weak, and full of impurities? With all the medicines you have consumed, I wouldn't be surprised if you piss purple. I'm especially looking at the pair from the same sect at the peak of qi condensation.

The difference between all of you is very important though.

Your first task is to make your own cave near the summit. This will be your sleeping quarters. Just sleeping at this altitude will already reinvigorate your blood. But don't worry, you won't have much time for it! A yes, don't dig too deep or you will find a pocket of lava.

Here, I will be forging you ' la naturelle'. That's what we called it when I was young. No pills or elixirs.

The first one that doesn't listen to me I'll beat him up and break his bones."

At this point, three beams of light reappeared and landed in Senior Lu's hand, revealing three boxes. They disappeared in another swipe of his hand.

Senior Lu laughed uproariously. "I love Qiqing Sect disciples the most, it is always so satisfying to break their emotionless faade!"

The five other disciples all had contorted faces. If it wasn't from the pain of the previous rock shards, it was from horror.

Senior Lu chuckled. "Don't look at me like that. If I don't establish my position by being harsh when you arrive, how will you listen to me later? All this is for your own good."

"Anyway, the night is really starting to fall now, I think it's the perfect time for a warm up. You can drop off all of your stuff here. Come on, your flying swords and everything else, just leave it here. Hmm, what can I make the 5 of you do? How about Running up and down the mountain 10 times in a row? Perfect! Last one to complete it gets his bones broken." Senior Lu displayed a radiant smile.

The five disciples immediately started sprinting down the slope. The voice of Senior Lu resonated behind them.

"If you can't do it before sunrise, I'll break your bones too."

Han Lingyun's face was ashen. He had already taken out the rocky projectiles that had entered his flesh and stopped the bleeding, but his brain was still receiving pain signals from all over. Yet, Han Lingyun had no time to delve on this.

'10 times, that's 400 kilometers in a bit over 12 hours. I need a 33 km/h average speed. It would be alright if this was on flat ground but'

Han Lingyun was already completely out of breath, and he was only beginning the descent. The air at this altitude was incredibly thin. The air pressure was 20 times less than the air pressure at sea level. Oxygen was logically incredibly sparse, making the effort exceedingly difficult. Han Lingyun's head was hurting but the lack of air wasn't his only concern.

He sprinted down the mountain with incredible agility, magically managing to keep stable a footing even when the temperature rapidly dropped to -40 degrees Celsius once again. Han Lingyun's blood was madly pumping but at this temperature, it was so cold it was stinging.

The speed made it even worse.

His lungs were hurting, his fingers had lost their feelings. Every part of his body felt like it was being stabbed by the cold.

Han Lingyun tripped and began rolling down the pointy rocks, only stopping after a good hundred meters. His skin was incomparably hard to the skin of a mortal but the fall still left him bruised on many places.

The boy didn't wait a second longer and immediately continued the decent. His brain empty.

Finally, the temperature rose to the zero mark and the density of oxygen had increased enough for Han Lingyun to zoom down the last part of the mountain at full speed.

Han Lingyun arrived in front of the fog formation, heart beating wildly. He turned and looked up the mountain reaching above the clouds. A hint of despair flashed through his eyes before being replaced by the utmost determination.

He couldn't see the other 4 disciples, they seemed to be on other sides.

Without further deliberations, Han Lingyun began to climb back up.