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"Ha... Forget about the Soul Secret Techniques. Understanding the Golden Realm is what matters. My mind is already half restored; next, I will explore the third level." Ren Pingsheng let out a breath, casting aside those chaotic thoughts, and confidently stepped into the third level of Puppet Tower.
"Look, that kid actually made it to the third level; it's truly incredible." A sharp-eyed disciple outside immediately shouted, attracting everyone's attention.
"With the cultivation of a beginner warrior, he reached the third level on his first attempt. What an extraordinary talent." Some disciples sighed with envy.
In Puppet Tower, most low-level warriors typically stop at the second level. Those who can step into the third level are undoubtedly geniuses, and those who enter the third level on their first attempt are truly exceptional among geniuses. Many people fail on their first challenge; they achieve good results only after numerous attempts. The significance of this is naturally different.
"Perhaps soon he will become a master on the Bronze List! You know, those in the Top One Hundred of the Bronze List all reached the third level as beginner warriors. Half of the top ten even made it to the fourth level," one disciple predicted.
"Heh heh, it's still too early to say. Many who are outside the top hundred on the Bronze List have also entered the third level. The key is how far he can go in the third level."
In the third level of Puppet Tower, there were only a hundred Puppets, but they had reached mid-level warrior cultivation. They surrounded Ren Pingsheng from all directions, aiming to take him down. However, Ren Pingsheng's Movement Technique was as agile as an eel, allowing him to maneuver effortlessly amidst their siege.
The Golden Killing Sword Technique he wielded became increasingly free-flowing; with each strike merely a gentle poke, any Puppet he touched would shatter into four or five pieces. This was the perfected Golden Killing Sword Technique combined with the effects of the Golden Realm. If it were to strike a real person, its endless sharpness would likely make them feel as if they were being cut a thousand times.
"Haha, you can't stop me on the third level." Ren Pingsheng felt great joy as his Movement Technique became even more elusive. Flickering unpredictably, one Puppet after another fell beneath his sword. Now that his Golden Killing Sword Technique was perfected, he felt no burden and could unleash his killing intent freely. He was not afraid even of a hundred mid-level warrior Puppets.
As time passed, the number of Puppets dwindled from one hundred to just thirty or forty remaining. Without worrying about his energy consumption, every strike was executed with maximum lethality. Of course, despite his agility, he sustained some injuries; fortunately, they were all minor wounds that had little impact.
"Falling Leaves Thousand Layers!" Ren Pingsheng called out lightly as dozens of sword energies transformed into countless falling leaves that rained down like arrows. Dozens of Puppets were pierced through their bodies, their parts scattered everywhere in disarray.
"Golden Slaughter!" With another light shout, a sword-shaped golden sword energy flashed by in an instant, leaving no trace behind. Dozens of Puppets were left with three-finger-wide wounds across their chests, pierced straight through their hearts.
If Falling Leaves Thousand Layers represents continuous attacks with mid-level sword techniques, then Golden Slaughter embodies ultimate speed and sharpness—so fast that it catches people off guard and instills fear with its lethal presence when it approaches.
"Bang..." The last Puppet fell, and Ren Pingsheng let out a sigh of relief as he looked at the entrance to the Fourth Layer. He hesitated for a moment. "The Third Layer is finally over; should I continue to the Fourth Layer?"
"Uh... let's just leave for now!" Just as he was indecisive, his stomach protested immediately. He reluctantly gave up the easily accessible Fourth Layer. From the beginning until now, he had been here for four hours, constantly battling, and he was feeling a bit exhausted.
"I will come back!" The moment he stepped out, Ren Pingsheng murmured to himself. In an instant of daze, he then noticed that the weather had darkened; it was already dinner time.
"I’m out, but it’s a pity I didn’t enter the Fourth Layer in the end; what a shame." Seeing Ren Pingsheng's figure, some disciples who hadn't left yet looked on with envy and regret.
As a Beginner Warrior, entering the Third Layer on his first attempt at Puppet Tower was impressive enough to draw attention from many. Although there were many geniuses in the Academy, there were even more with average talent. Such an achievement had already made many people envious. As for the regret, it stemmed from Ren Pingsheng not making it into the Fourth Layer; otherwise, he might have set a new record!
Of course, if they knew that Ren Pingsheng could actually have entered the Fourth Layer but gave up because he was hungry, they would probably have very different feelings.
Ren Pingsheng had no interest in their envious or regretful expressions. He just wanted to have a good meal and fill his stomach first. So as soon as he exited Puppet Tower, he quickly left, leaving several martial artists who wanted to build connections disappointed.
"Brother Feng, Fei Shixiong, you’re back? Did your mission end?" Early the next morning, Ren Pingsheng was surprised to see two people at his door.
"Yes, it’s already over. I originally wanted to experience some things outside, but since there were matters at the Academy, we came back," Feng Yi said with a smile.
The three entered the room and sat down to chat casually.
"By the way, Ren Shidi, did you offend Lin Lun?" Fei Hou suddenly remembered something and asked with a smile.
"Uh... I don’t know if it counts as offending." Ren Pingsheng then recounted how Lin Lun had borrowed points from him and how he had refused.
"Haha, that explains it. Lin Lun is narrow-minded; if you reject him like that, he will naturally feel embarrassed," Feng Yi laughed upon hearing this.
"What's going on? Didn't you just return yesterday? How come you have such quick news?"
"That's because we just got back yesterday, and Lin Lun came looking for us, saying that you don't respect him. He advised us to keep our distance from you. It left us quite stunned, so here we are early in the morning to find you."
"Haha, this guy really has thick skin. But a clown like him isn't worth taking seriously. Otherwise, after more than a year at the Academy, he would only be a High-Level Warrior." Ren Pingsheng replied without anger; such people weren't worth getting upset over. The main thing was that the friends he made were not so easily swayed by others' words.
"Speaking of which, I'm curious. He has cultivated all the necessary techniques like Sword Technique, so why does he still need to borrow so many points from you? Brother Feng, do you know the reason?" Fei Hou asked with some confusion.
"I heard not long ago that Lin Lun's brother seems to have entered Great Chu Academy as well. However, his brother is in a different sect, so I don't know if it's true or not," Feng Yi said uncertainly.
"Oh, that could be possible. One thousand points can be exchanged for a Profound Level High-Rank Cultivation Method; perhaps it's really for his brother. It's nice to have someone backing you here!" Ren Pingsheng remarked with a sigh.
"What are you sighing about? You have quite a few points yourself; haven't you exchanged for any techniques yet?" the two asked with smiles.
They remembered how they had spent four to five months gathering enough points to exchange for a Profound Level High-Rank Cultivation Method. Unlike Ren Pingsheng, who had easily acquired over a thousand points.
"Hey, I risked my life to get those from that Wu Yang kid," he retorted irritably. "There's no rush on the techniques; I have other plans. Maybe I won't even exchange them."
Seeing this, the two didn't press further. Everyone has their secrets; as friends, if someone is unwilling to share, it's not right to pry.
"By the way, you mentioned something about the Academy having matters to discuss. What exactly is it?" Ren Pingsheng recalled what Feng Yi had said earlier and asked with interest.
"Oh, did you not know? All Outer Sect Disciples outside have received notice to return to the sect within three days," Fei Hou said incredulously.
"Uh... I really haven't heard anything about any major events."
"Cough cough... You only know how to cultivate every day. Three days from now, the Bronze Ranking will be reopened, and the competition for the Top One Hundred officially begins," he explained with a hint of helplessness in his tone.
"The Bronze Ranking Top One Hundred competition? That's quite a big deal. It seems all the outer disciples will have to participate this time?" Ren Pingsheng asked in surprise, as he was unaware of this matter.
"This time, all outer disciples will participate. I heard that in the past, there wasn't a mandatory requirement. However, even without a requirement, many disciples still participated. The Bronze Ranking Top One Hundred comes with substantial rewards," Feng Yi said, having a clearer understanding of this since he had been at the academy longer.
"The Bronze Ranking only has the Top One Hundred ranking; subsequent rankings are not counted. Every year, a large number of outer disciples compete for the Top One Hundred spots. On one hand, it's proof of strength; mainly, it's about the points reward. I know that the one ranked one hundred can earn a thousand points each month."
"One thousand points a month? If you can maintain that rank, that's over ten thousand points in a year," Fei Hou said, somewhat astonished. They had only earned around seven or eight hundred points in a month. Yet someone else could earn a thousand points without doing anything. It was truly enviable.
"Yes, and that's just for the one hundredth place. I heard that the top ten are even more impressive; each of them earns at least tens of thousands of points every month. They rarely take on tasks and can just focus on cultivating to improve their strength," Feng Yi said with a hint of sighing in his voice. The gap between people was indeed stark.
"Hehe, Brother Feng shouldn't be too envious. With your strength this time, there's still a chance for the Top One Hundred," Ren Pingsheng said, regaining his composure after a brief surprise. Envying these things wouldn't help; improving one's strength and surpassing them was the way to go.
"Junior Brother Ren sees it clearly; it seems we really need to fight for the hundred spots this time."
"Unfortunately, my mid-level warrior strength is still lacking a bit; otherwise, I might have had a chance," Fei Hou said regretfully.
"Haha, Junior Brother Fei should consider it an experience accumulation. Perhaps next year will be your time to shine at the top; you never know," Feng Yi said, sounding both comforting and hopeful.
"For our Canglan Sword Sect, I will work hard."
The three fell silent for a moment; who wouldn't want their sect to prosper and grow strong? This could only rely on the efforts of disciples like them who had stepped out into the world.
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