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"What is going on? It's only been a short time! First-class merit, what does that even mean?"
"To achieve that, countless people have struggled for hundreds of thousands of years without success. That guy is just too incredible!"
"First-class merit, a living first-class merit, and he's so young. Who in the Temple of Martial Arts will be able to rival him in the future?"
"Exactly, first-class merit. According to the rules of the Temple of Martial Arts, first-class merit means having the same authority as the Master of the Hall."
"Who wouldn't think so? Wei Chen's luck is just too good! He extracted eight Mental Attack Techniques from the Memory Stone inscribed with the Mental Attack Technique. That means Wei Chen has reached the eighth level of the Mental Strength pressure passage!"
"That's inevitable. Just because we can't do it doesn't mean Wei Chen can't. His Mental Strength must be incredibly powerful; otherwise, his mastery of formations wouldn't be so strong. Throughout the history of our Temple of Martial Arts, no one has ever reached the eighth level, so the Mental Attack Techniques Wei Chen brought out must be exceptionally formidable."
"No matter what, his attainment of first-class merit proves the quality of what he brought out. The Elder Ancestors have always had opinions about Wei Chen, thinking that the Master of the Hall was being biased, but after Wei Chen defeated Senior Brother Zuo Leng and became a Core Disciple, Ancestor Xu Elder no longer had any objections. And now it seems that Ancestor Xu Elder must have evaluated the Mental Attack Techniques Wei Chen brought out; those things definitely deserve to grant him first-class merit."
"Sigh, we can only envy him now. Wei Chen has struck it rich this time; he will stand tall and might even really become Hall Master in the future."
"What are you thinking? Isn't that obvious? Core Disciples exist to inherit the position of Hall Master."
"Well then, doesn't that mean Deputy Hall Master Yue is out of luck?"
"Based on the current situation, it indeed seems that way."
...
Although everyone had to maintain silence before the Merit Hall, whispers began to circulate among the disciples of the Temple of Martial Arts due to Wei Chen's shocking achievement. No matter how you looked at it, this was already settled; decisions made by the higher-ups of the Temple were beyond their qualifications to question.
All their dissatisfaction and jealousy were buried deep within. In reality, there wasn't much to be jealous about; perhaps they could casually envy those on the same level, but with such a vast difference in ability, there was hardly anything worth envying. The only one who might have grounds for jealousy against Wei Chen was probably Zuo Leng.
However, upon hearing that Old Master had acknowledged Wei Chen's acquisition of eight Mental Attack Techniques and his complete contribution to the Temple of Martial Arts, Zuo Leng felt no jealousy towards Wei Chen at all.
Zuo Leng gazed from afar at Wei Chen standing on the platform, a hint of respect appearing in his eyes. He had also experienced that Memory Stone and knew just how terrifying its pressure was. Not afraid to admit it, Zuo Leng had only reached the third level within that Memory Stone and obtained three low-level Mental Attack Techniques. He felt nothing but awe towards Wei Chen reaching the eighth level. With someone like him becoming a Core Disciple and achieving first-class merit, how could Zuo Leng harbor any jealousy?
A man should be straightforward; if he can't compete, then there's no need to feel embarrassed.
In the entire Temple of Martial Arts, there wasn't a single person who truly hated Wei Chen. At most, there were just some complaints. After all, Wei Chen held a very high position within the Temple and spent very little time there. It was normal for some disciples to feel a bit down.
They whispered among themselves for a while, discarding the rule of silence before the Merit Hall. However, the Old Master didn't mind; let them marvel for a moment. After all, the first-class merit was already established, and it was only natural for the disciples to have some emotions about it. Outsiders might find it easy to preach, but it wasn't as simple as it seemed. Newcomers had to endure a lot of scrutiny. If Wei Chen's achievements were attributed to Zuo Leng, the entire Temple of Martial Arts would be in a frenzy of joy without any gossip.
Once the discussions among the disciples subsided, the Old Master smiled and said, "This matter was decided through our negotiation. Among the eight Mental Attack Techniques, four are extremely powerful. There is no doubt about Wei Chen's first-class merit. This afternoon, we will enter the Eastern Forest. Wei Chen is our Temple of Martial Arts' lucky star. Taking this opportunity, we will strive to seize the Treasure in the Eastern Forest."
"Now, I invite the Grand Elder to engrave Wei Chen's name on the Merit Tablet. You should all take Wei Chen as an example and contribute more to the Temple of Martial Arts. Once your merits are sufficient, your names will also be engraved on the Merit Tablet and remembered throughout history."
The Old Master's words were entirely meant to motivate the disciples of the Temple of Martial Arts, but the effect was not very significant. All disciples knew that having their names engraved on the Merit Tablet was nearly impossible; the odds were almost zero. They could only envy someone like Wei Chen who had such talent and luck.
According to tradition, engraving names was done by the Grand Elder.
Gongye Long approached the grand Merit Tablet, bowed three times, and then asked Wei Chen, "Wei Chen, besides your name, you can also engrave a phrase. What would you like to inscribe?"
Hearing this, Wei Chen looked at the stone tablet. Although it appeared to be made of stone, it was actually crafted from a very special material. Standing at three zhang high, its surface area wasn't particularly large; however, upon closer inspection, Wei Chen noticed that there weren't many characters on it despite its surprisingly large surface area. It seemed to be formed using some kind of formation.
"This is quite good; otherwise, after so many years, there wouldn't be enough space left for inscriptions on it. That would indeed be awkward."
Wei Chen could tell that this Merit Tablet within the Temple of Martial Arts could expand infinitely; no matter how many characters were inscribed on it, there would be no problem.
"Wei Chen, what do you want to inscribe?" Gongye Long repeated his question while looking at Wei Chen.
"What should I inscribe? I have no experience and don't really understand this," Wei Chen replied with a smile.
Upon hearing Wei Chen's words, even Yue Songyang and Qian Youshi along with those Elder Ancestors wore friendly smiles on their faces.
This fellow is truly interesting!
"Anything will do," Gongye Long said with a smile.
Wei Chen thought for a moment and replied, "Then write down my wish: world peace."
Gongye Long was taken aback...
But he carefully wrote down this passage:
Wei Chen, Formation Master, obtained eight powerful Mental Attack Techniques from the Memory Stone and contributed them to the Temple of Martial Arts. His wish is world peace.
It was a very simple statement. The other names on the Merit Tablet were not so straightforward; they would at least include some biographical details, such as where they came from. But for Wei Chen, how could he write that? His identity came from the Ancient World Spatial Dimension System; how could that be included? Gongye Long also understood that Wei Chen certainly didn't want to mention anything about coming from Duke Sui's Residence, so it was better to leave it simple.
Typically, the inscription for first-class merit would be lengthy, but Wei Chen's introduction was an anomaly—so brief that it left people speechless.
However, the Elder Ancestors were extremely satisfied with such brevity. They did not wish to see the words Duke Sui's Residence on their Temple of Martial Arts' Merit Tablet. They thought to themselves that Wei Chen was quite perceptive, not requesting to have his birthplace or anything like that included.
Yet, this was merely a wonderful misunderstanding.
Everything was ready, and everyone felt that Wei Chen had gained tremendous benefits. However, for Wei Chen himself, he had no thoughts about the Merit Tablet or anything similar. The benefits he received from the Memory Stone were simply getting to know the formidable Killing God Senior and the Destruction of the World Thirteen Swords.
The Sword Technique and Mental Attack Technique merged perfectly—only Killing God Senior could achieve such a feat.
As the ceremony concluded, Wei Chen followed Old Master and Gongye Long, along with several high-ranking members of the Temple of Martial Arts, back to the main hall of Zongwu Hall.
"Jin Ge, have you confirmed the candidates for those going to Eastern Forest?" asked an Ancestor Xu Elder within the hall.
Old Master’s name was Jin Ge, but within the Temple of Martial Arts, hardly anyone called him by that name; they all referred to him as Master of the Hall. Only a few Ancestor Xu Elders could address him directly by his name. Many had become so accustomed to calling him Master of the Hall that they didn’t even know his real name. It was similar to how people in Bloodshed Shop only knew Killing God Senior as Killing God; very few were aware of his true name. Of course, Old Master Jin Ge's strength could not be compared to Killing God Senior's. To put it bluntly, he wasn't even worthy of carrying Killing God Senior's shoes.
This was also Wei Chen's first time learning that Old Master's name was Jin Ge.
"Confirmed, but what does it mean, Deputy Hall Master Yue?" Old Master asked with a smile as he looked at Yue Songyang.
Yue Songyang replied, "When it comes to charging into battle, that's always been my role. What objections could I have?"
Old Master chuckled awkwardly, "To whom much is given, much is expected."
"Jin Ge, you and the others can stay at the Temple of Martial Arts. Qian Youshi and I will head to the Eastern Forest, along with a few Ancestor Xu Elders. That should be sufficient," Yue Songyang said, looking at Old Master.
Old Master nodded in agreement.
Typically, when there was a need for combat at the Temple of Martial Arts, it was Yue Songyang who took the lead. On one hand, Old Master lacked the strength of Yue Songyang; on the other hand, as Hall Master, he couldn't easily leave the Temple of Martial Arts—it wouldn't be appropriate.
Over time, this had become a habit. Old Master and Jin Ge managed internal affairs while Yue Songyang handled external matters, responsible for battles and conflicts.
This arrangement suited Yue Songyang's personality and preferences; it didn't signify anything more than his contributions to the Temple of Martial Arts, which didn't always involve fighting.
However, in the eyes of the disciples at the Temple of Martial Arts, Yue Songyang held a significant status, almost equal to that of Old Master and Jin Ge. His position was earned through his prowess in battle, while Old Master's influence stemmed from his virtuous conduct and fair dealings—he was known for his impartiality. When Wei Chen appeared, some disciples wondered if Old Master had changed his ways and started favoring personal interests. Yet Wei Chen's performance silenced any doubts; Old Master had shown no bias—Wei Chen's status was solely based on his own abilities.
With Yue Songyang leading the team, Qian Youshi and Left Envoy also joined in, along with three formidable Ancestor Xu Elders overseeing them. Wei Chen and Core Disciples like Zuo Leng, Xiao Jian, and Pan Dalong followed closely behind.
Core Disciples were expected to participate in such battles without consideration for their safety; their growth depended on continuous combat experience. The Temple of Martial Arts did not nurture delicate flowers in a greenhouse.
The large group mounted their Snow Eagles and set off with great momentum.
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