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In the room, Bu Mianrong sat quietly on the bed, his consciousness focused within his body, circulating energy endlessly. In his hand was a palm-sized piece of pure white jade, faintly shimmering with crystalline light; this was the Azure Jade Token.
This was his second time cultivating the energy within his body, and this time he was using the Azure Jade Token. The Azure Jade contained rich earth energy; the higher the quality of the Azure Jade, the more energy it contained, which was purer and free of impurities.
The Azure Jade Token in his hand was made from the lowest grade of First-Grade Azure Jade. Although it contained a considerable amount of energy, it was not pure and had too many impurities. However, it was much better than ordinary cultivation methods, saving him the process of extracting even a trace of energy from the earth.
Most Mid-Level Warriors appeared powerful and wealthy. Yet, very few could cultivate with Azure Jade daily. After all, a piece of First-Grade Azure Jade the size of a fingernail was worth over ten Silver Kall, and the energy contained in such a piece was only enough for an Intermediate Level warrior to cultivate for one day.
Excluding other expenses, daily cultivation would cost over ten Silver Kall, which was not easy for most Mid-Level Warriors. This equated to spending half the price of a Fine Grade Amplification Equipment.
Most Mid-Level Warriors cultivated their internal energy step by step and only used Azure Jade as assistance during breakthroughs. The ordinary cultivation method involved calming the mind and using Mental Power to sense the trace energies present in the earth, then guiding them spiritually to absorb them into their bodies.
The energy absorbed into the body could not be directly stored in Acupoints; it still needed to be circulated to extract its essence and eliminate impurities before it could be stored in Acupoints as personal energy.
However, after removing layers of impurities from just a trace of energy, what remained was extremely limited—too little. To obtain an equivalent amount of pure energy, one would need to refine and purify dozens of traces of earth energy. Most warriors who had not learned Secret Techniques could only refine a few hundred traces of pure energy in a day; stored in Acupoints, it would amount to just a wisp.
Using a palm-sized piece of First-Grade Azure Jade for cultivation made him akin to a Tycoon among warriors; it allowed for significantly more efficient training. He only needed to slowly absorb the energy contained within the Azure Jade without having to use Mental Power to capture stray energies from the earth. It was like domesticating livestock being easier than catching wild animals.
Indeed, using Azure Jade for cultivation yielded remarkable results. During his first attempt at cultivating internal energy, he was still feeling his way through and could only circulate his internal energy along his meridians while unconsciously absorbing external earth energy—refining one trace at a time with very low efficiency.
In contrast, during this second cultivation session, Bu decisively took out the Azure Jade Token, eliminating the need for Mental Power to capture external earth energy and allowing him to absorb directly. As a result, by the time he circulated his internal energy to the thirty-sixth cycle, he had refined nearly one hundred traces of pure energy with impressive results.
Time passed unnoticed during cultivation; after sitting for over two hours, as he prepared to continue into the thirty-seventh cycle, he was interrupted by a knock at the door.
Gradually withdrawing from his focused state, Bu opened his eyes but frowned slightly in displeasure.
Warriors practicing cultivation or mages meditating were typically in a state of mental tranquility, fully immersed in their understanding of Earth Power.
In such states, interruptions were highly undesirable. During cultivation, some individuals might suddenly experience flashes of inspiration—insights gained from prolonged practice that were crucial for familiarizing oneself with Earth Power and grasping cultivation techniques.
Thus, most people chose quiet rooms for their practice where they would not be disturbed. Occasionally, when breakthroughs occurred, they would invite friends over as Guardians to prevent anyone from accidentally intruding and disrupting their progress.
Licking his lips, Bu tucked away the Azure Jade Token into his robe and got up from bed. Although he wasn't sure how long he had been cultivating, he knew it was almost time to head to the palace for the banquet.
When he opened the door, he was surprised to find Ya Heng standing outside.
"Young Master Brent, it is time to head to the palace for the banquet. Lord Sean has sent me to inform you. I hope you will forgive any disturbance," Ahen said with a smile, being quite polite.
Bu smiled slightly and nodded. Although he had many suspicions about Ahen, he felt a sense of closeness because he was the first person of the same skin color he had encountered.
"Ahen, you are too kind. With your Intermediate Level strength, it is an honor for you to personally inform me. If I were to act aloof and say anything about being disturbed, that would be too ungrateful," Bu replied sensibly. He was quite adept at polite conversation, more so than some old-timers who had lived for decades.
When someone gives you face and compliments you, no one dislikes it. Ahen was no exception; after hearing Bu's words, his smile widened. He felt that although Brent was young and accomplished with strong abilities, his attitude was not arrogant but rather humble and courteous, making him very approachable.
"Young Master Brent is being overly modest. I am merely someone here to relay messages. Oh... since I have delivered this news, I will continue to inform the other two young masters. I shall take my leave now," Ahen said humbly before taking his leave with a swift demeanor.
Bu Wei smiled and nodded, not insisting on keeping him. Although he had many questions for Ahen, it was clear that now was not the right time to ask.
During the two hours Bu spent meditating and cultivating, many participants from other cities and judges arrived one after another. Their presence gradually added some liveliness to the large castle, making it feel less desolate.
Before long, Kalandor and Reynold emerged from their rooms under Ahen's notification and gathered at the door of Sean Sterling's room.
Kalandor and Reynold's rooms were not far from Bu's; they were separated only by a corridor that could be crossed in a turn.
Generally, participants who stood out from the same city would form a united front. While there was competition among them, they also acted as partners; thus, they tended to gather in close proximity rather than being too dispersed.
With Kalandor and Reynold's appearances, everyone had gathered together at Sean Sterling's door waiting.
"This White-eyed Wolf really has a big ego..." Bu thought impatiently as he glanced around the castle but unexpectedly noticed several groups of people emerging from rooms across the way, gathering together to prepare to depart.
As Bu looked over, he saw that there were two groups of people on the upper floor across from him. One bald muscular man and a handsome young man were clearly judges sent by Holy Light Academy. Bu couldn't see through their strength but sensed a dangerous aura emanating from them, indicating they were incredibly powerful.
Seemingly sensing Bu's gaze upon them, both the bald man and the handsome young man turned their attention toward him. Upon realizing Bu's strength in an instant, they were both taken aback.
The handsome young man merely cast a meaningful glance at Bu before shifting his gaze away without further attention. However, the bald muscular man's look puzzled Bu; there was an underlying darkness in his eyes that seemed to carry hostility yet was not overtly apparent.
"Bald guy, do I look that good? Why are you staring at me?" Bu couldn't help but grumble inwardly under the pressure of that intense gaze.
At that moment, the door to Sean Sterling's room suddenly opened, revealing Sean Sterling himself. As soon as he appeared, the bald man shifted his gaze away after briefly lingering on Sean before completely ignoring Bu again as if he held some respect for Sean Sterling's presence.
Bu An let out a sigh of relief and quickly turned his gaze away from across the way. Being stared at by someone with at least Intermediate Level 4 or even Intermediate Level 5 strength could create an invisible pressure that would be enough to break down a low-level martial artist's spirit.
As Bu did not notice, at the moment he withdrew his gaze, a beautiful woman among the two groups across from him directed her attention towards him.
This beautiful woman had black eyes and black hair, with delicate features and a cool demeanor. A small black mole adorned the corner of her lips, adding a touch of charm to her cold beauty. Her fair skin resembled fine silk, and her slender figure was like a willow swaying in the wind, stunningly beautiful. She was Mu Yan.
At the same time that Bu cast his glance, Mu Yan became aware of it and began to pay attention to him.
Upon seeing that Bu also had black hair and black eyes, Mu Yan was momentarily taken aback. Then, as if recalling something, she did not dwell on it too much but instead secretly observed Bu's strength.
After all, as fellow competitors, it was necessary to gauge each other's abilities.
However, as she continued to observe, the results left Mu Yan's heart in turmoil, unable to calm down for a long time.
"This person is actually a strong contender at Mid-Level. Who is he? Could he be the direct descendant of the Arthur Royal Family?" Mu Yan thought in shock, her eyes revealing a hint of seriousness.
Her intuition told her that this person was indeed a genuine competitor and not some unknown Judge. His age and the hint of youthfulness in his eyes were not something that could be concealed by mere strength.
While transcendent power might allow one to reverse fate or regain youth, it could not erase the weariness brought by time. A single glance was enough to reveal everything. Moreover, Mu Yan did not believe that Holy Light Academy had the stature to invite a transcendent expert from Crook Duchy to serve as a Judge.
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