The Way of the Sword

What he does not lack is powerful weapons in his ring, the problem is which weapon would be better and less flashy?

Ahh, your pig acting was getting better every day!

"Brother Yan!" Yi Yuga's voice was very worried, he grabbed Zemin Yan's small hand and shook it. 

Zemin Yan had to contain his smile, so his lips trembled, but as he had gone pale before everyone thought he was afraid and nervous, many fellow disciples gave him pitying glances.

"Ahh, I've never seen a little disciple get so unlucky! Earlier for some reason, he was targeted by senior brother Zhong, something like a bullying taunt! Then Elder Han put him and his group in a place away from the other disciples! In addition, they were supervised by senior brother Yun, who is known for being rude and grumpy! Now somehow Senior Brother Hong is putting him in a tough spot! So hard that Senior Brother Lan tried to intervene, but couldn't help!" All the disciples thought as they looked at the unlucky little child of  10-year-old.

Others looked at Zemin Yan with some interest and others looked with satisfaction at the misfortune of others!

People felt no injustice to Zemin Yan or Bohai Xiulan, it was not uncommon for seniors to put pressure on novice disciples, it was an unspoken rule of the sect to create disciples' character and diminish their pride. Although they do not understand why Zemin Yan is so targeted, as the child seemed a sensible and calm person! They could only accept that Zemin Yan was being used as an example to the other disciples.

"Well, I wish I could show my joy, Sying. However, look at my friends and fellow disciples, if I show my joy, they will surely think that I have lost my mind in fear! "Replied Zemin Yan cheerfully to his little dog, who looked at them with slight disdain. 

Really Zemin Yan felt a little fun watching everyone's concern, but mostly there was so much heat in his heart, even though most of them mocked him, so long as his friends were by his side, he knew he would always be fine. Now he has to comfort his friends and ask them to calm down, it's not the end of the world.

"If something goes wrong, I can still give up the battle anyway. So you need not worry," Zemin Yan spoke easily, but his face was still pale and he bit his lips as if in anguish!

Of course, Zemin Yan just wanted to contain his smile by looking into Yi Yuga's worried eyes, his little brother was always so good to play with! Even though Yi Yuga was clearly the oldest in their relationship, Zemin Yan was what acted as the older brother of this child of 11-year-old.

Everyone in Zemin Yan's group sighed with relief, they weren't worried that it was a life-and-death battle, after all, it was just training, but if Zemin Yan was too stubborn he could end up hurting himself badly! So when the child spoke these words, everyone's heartfelt calmer.

"Only a coward will talk about giving up so easily!" Bohai Xiulan mocked Zemin Yan's words. Of course, he was not concerned with the battle, he had very good weapons, that even though he was not in the Foundation's cultivation stage, he could keep up a fight because of the quality of his weapons. At least he thought so. 

Bohai Xiulan was particularly pleased because he was the son of an influential family and had powerful weapons in his hands, he even had a small space ring, which made this child even more proud!

Earlier, he was very uncomfortable with Zemin Yan, most likely because of the selection-test day, when the founder's statue on test day had a miraculous reaction. Deep in his heart, he knew that meant that Zemin Yan would have a special status within the sect! Of course, at the end of the test, he and the other children had to take a vicious oath that would affect the foundation of their Daos to keep Zemin Yan's secret guarded!

So it would not be uncommon for Bohai Xiulan, who was regarded by his father as a little god in his family, to feel angry, jealous, envy and harmed because of that oath. Besides, Zemin Yan was just a poor little orphan child, so why did the sect's founder statue favor this low-status person ?!

"Little Brother Xiulan…" Zhie Quan's voice was a little tired. This little friend of him always got into trouble. Alright when being in the Marquis's territory, but pulling the hatred of his fellow sects ?! Did Bohai Xiulan still want to live in harmony within the sect?

"True, this is very cowardly!" Jun Lin spoke with disdain. She is the little beauty who had been charmed by Hong Yu a few moments ago. She with her beautiful clear eyes and pretty smile was using a tongue full of poison. In this teenager of 14-year-old's mind, if Senior Brother Hong wanted to harm or teach the poor kid of 10-year-old, it didn't matter, she would always support Senior Hong's decision. 

"This Zemin Yan must have done something bad for Senior Brother Hong so that even he dares to challenge senior brother Lan!"  For this lady of 14-year-old, it didn't matter if Zemin Yan did something or not, she just had the mind that she was going to support Hong Yu. After all, this big brother Hong has always been a good person and kind to everyone! She thought as she began a wave of sarcastic criticism.

Not only did she, many people who were looking with amusement at the child's misfortune also began to talk and there were even many wandering cultivators who mocked as well.

Hong Yu felt his lips tremble, but it was not to smile! He had no idea things would go that far! He just wanted to test Zemin Yan's sacred energy powers! His plan was just to see if Zemin Yan would be suitable for… Hehehe… the technique he usually uses!

"Who would have imagined that my plan would be even better than I expected!" Thought Hong Yu, though his lips trembled so as not to show his disdain to fools who threw unpleasant words to the person who would be one of the sect's greatest treasures! 

Because of these people throwing their poisonous tongues at the kid with 10-year-old, this would make the child more and more isolated and this will make this person miserable, that's how Hong Yu liked to go after the cute little rabbits inside the sect!