With a loud 'thud' Longwei was dropped butt first onto the stage.
He let out a muffled whimper as his sore bum made contact with the hard concrete.
His face had also turned pale white while a few tears were seen at the corner of his eyes.
Crawling up from the ground, he gave a hateful stare towards Longmin, who in turn just smiles at him apologetically.
Suddenly, a voice echoed above the stage.
"Wei'er come see me in the Ancestral hall!"
When Longmin heard that voice a complicated emotion flashed past his blue and gold pupils, but his smiling expression didn't change.
Longwei grunted before walking off the stage.
When he came close to the main entrance of the training grounds he pointed at the crowd of disciples that were off to the side.
A blue Sword Qi was shot from his fingertip and curved its way around several people before landing on a male disciple.
Letting out a miserable scream, the Sword Qi hit that male disciple in his chest, which caused him to fly back and land some distance away from the crowd.
Without even turning his head, Longwei said, "For the next three months your not allowed to use any of the clan's cultivation resources."
Longwei was halfway through the gate when that disciple stood up and cupped his fist before saying, "Many thanks for young master's mercy."
He was the disciple that had threaten Longwei earlier.
Everyone in the crowd turned to look at the disheveled figure wondering what he had done for Longwei to punish him.
Normally Longwei wouldn't have bothered to pursue this mattered because they were from the same clan, but he was in a bad mood and he just so happened to see that disciple, who could help release some of his pent-up anger.
After taking the teleportation circle at the training grounds entrance, Longwei returned to the Ancestral building.
Walking past the guards he entered the large hall and came to a stop below the stairs that led to the throne.
The Grand Elder had a grim expression on his face as he said, "If I ever hear you being so disrespectful again I'll give you a beating that's twice as hard."
Hearing that, Longwei's face became slightly pale. He lowered his head not daring to say anything.
The Grand Elder let out a 'harumph' before he turned around and started walking away. Three steps into his walk his figure abruptly vanished.
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Longmin watched Longwei entered the teleportation circle before he turned to the crowd of disciples and said, "That's all for now, although it was short I hope I was able to help some of you move further on your path of cultivation."
After saying that Longmin hurried towards the teleportation circle that led to the Formation Pavilion mountain, where his courtyard was located.
All the disciples bowed in respect and thanked him as he got teleported away.
The Formation Pavilion mountain had courtyards for their outer, inner, and core disciples, that was separated into three sections on the mountain.
The outer disciple courtyards were nearer to the foot of the mountain, while the inner disciple courtyards were in the middle and the courtyards for the core disciples were close to the peak.
The Spiritual Qi abundance on the mountain was also a lot more than outside, while being more purer the further you go up the mountain top.
At the bottom of the mountain, the purity could be said to be twice as pure as the one outside, while at the middle the purity was three times, and at the top, it was six times.
The core disciples were the 'cream of the crop', among the four divisions. They were given access to more cultivation resources to develop their talents further and increase the strength of the Wu Clan.
The other divisions' mountains had a similar layout like this as well.
At the very peak of the mountain, where the Head Elder of the Formation Pavilion resides, and also where Longmin's courtyard was located, the purity of Spiritual Qi there was even higher.
Being at a staggering ten times! If someone were to cultivate there for five days it would be equivalent to a month outside the mountain!
Stepping out of the teleportation circle, which was at the foot of the mountain, Longmin immediately used his movement technique, the Soaring Cloud Steps, and rushed to his courtyard.
Three Outer disciples who were at the side waiting to use the teleportation circle, only saw Longmin's figure appear then faded away as a gush of wind blew past them.
"Wasn't that young master Longmin?" The disciple on the left said with a shocked expression while turning to his companions.
"I saw him too, it was definitely young master Longmin," The one on the right said with confirmation.
The one in the middle, that had a slightly sturdier build thought for a moment before he said, "I wonder what would cause our young master to be in such a hurry?"
In a couple of breaths time, Longmin had already weaved his way through the outer disciple courtyards, all the way to his.
He was so fast that some of his afterimages were still in process of fading away in the inner and core disciples sections.
Arriving at his courtyard's entrance he was greeted by an old man in servant's clothing.
"Welcome back young master Min."
Longmin smiled and said, "Hello grandpa Li, I will be cultivating in my room so don't allow anyone to disturb me."
"As you wish young master."
The old man called grandpa Li turned around and left, while Longmin entered his courtyard.
The courtyard wasn't that large, it was equivalent to about 2/3 acres of land, making his room only a short walking distance away from the entrance.
Upon reaching his room, Longmin went in and closed the door behind him.
His room was thirty meters wide, consisting of a window, and a second door that was connected to a thirteen-meter-wide bathroom.
His training grounds that were at the back of his courtyard were bigger than both the room and bathroom, being around sixty-five meters.
Under his window was a chair and desk that was full of open books, which had its pages fluttering in the wind coming from the slightly open window.
Walking past his plain desk and chair, he sat on the white blanketed bed that was the only other furniture in his room.
After letting out a sigh, Longmin reached into his inner robes, which were a bit tattered from his earlier fight, and took out a badly worn-out book.
This book was something that the Grand Elder, who was also his grand uncle, had given to him when he started cultivating at the tender age of ten.
Even at that time, the book was as old and decrepit as it was now, but when the Grand Elder had given it to him, he had said that as old as it may be, not even him could tear a page corner from the book.
He also said that the contents in it were written by the founder, and first Patriarch, of the Wu Clan.
Opening the book to its first page, instead of written words, what greeted Longmin was a complicated rune inscription.
Not being surprised by that fact, he continued skipping pages, passing one rune inscription after another, until he came to a stop on the thirteenth page, out of the fifty-page book.
After staring at the page for a while, he muttered to himself before closing the book and putting it back into his robes.
With a concentrated expression on his face, he made several hand seals that created dozens of hand shadows in front of him.
At the same time, two runes appeared in his eyes.
In his gold pupil, the color of the rune was gold, while the rune in his blue pupil was blue as well.
If Longwei was here to see this he would've made a snarky comment going something like this, 'So what if you possess the Mystical Dao Eyes? Their only good for faster rune and formation comprehension, my Legendary Dao Physique can breakthrough any cultivation bottleneck, it's definitely better by far....'
As Longmin hands came to stop on the last hand seal, both of his pupils pulsate with power, while, his intangible Spiritual Sense spread out from his yin-tang acupoint into the surroundings causing the Spiritual Qi in the room to become restless.
With his right hand outstretched, Longmin used his Spiritual Sense to gather the Qi in the room onto his palm.
With a 'swooshing' sound, the pages of the open books flipped continuously, while Longmin's clothes and shoulder-length hair whipped about.
At the center of Longmin's palm, the Spiritual Qi had converged into a circular yellow rune, that had complex symbols at its center moving about erratically.
Seeing this, Longmin wanted to jump up and down to celebrate his success, but he quickly calmed himself down before he lost control of the rune, making it disperse. If that had happened he would probably have slapped himself for his carelessness.
Letting out a long breath, his eyes started to glow again as he stared at the center of the rune. The symbols moving about erratically paused, before resuming their movement, only this time it followed a specific pattern.
Longmin started to grin foolishly, as he couldn't help his excitement.
"If I didn't have Spiritual Sense, I wouldn't have been able to use this rune technique."
As Longmin mutter to himself, muffled voices could be heard coming from the yellow rune.
He perked up his ears and started to listen to the voices that were becoming clearer and clearer, and surprisingly, it was the voice of the Grand Elder speaking to Longwei in the Ancestral hall.
"...I'll give you a beating that's twice as hard."
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In the Ancestral hall, after the Grand Elder left, the Patriarch looked at his son that had his head lowered, and said with a sigh.
"You shouldn't have said what you've said, you know how bad his temper can get, especially if someone calls him old."
Longwei looked up at his father and cautiously asked, "Is he really gone?"
The patriarch nodded his head at his son's question.
When Longwei saw his father's confirmation, the cautious look that was on his face immediately vanished, then, in a mocking tone he said, "That old fogy! He actually dares to humiliate me in front of so many people, wait until I reach the Saint realm, we'll see how I pay him back tenfold!!"
Longwei started walking left to right, then right to left in the large hall, while clenching his fist and plotting his revenge. Meanwhile, the Patriarch was sitting on his throne with a helpless expression on his face.
He knew that this son of his was extremely stubborn and persistent. Even if you advised him not to do something, once he decides on doing it, you'll have a hard time changing his mind.
The Patriarch shook his head and thought.
'This is one of his strong points now, but as he grows older this type of mentality might become his biggest weakness. He might grow up to become too single-minded and easily influence by his emotions.'
The Patriarch sigh for the umpteen time before he spoke.
"How did you do at the Tournament?"
Longwei stopped mid-walk and let out a breath to calm his emotions, but before he could fully calm down he seemed to have recall something, after which he started gritting his teeth in frustration.
"I came 4th. I was beaten by that bald donkey Zen Chi in the semifinals and that bastard Li Fang for 3rd place"
The Patriarch nodded his head at Longwei's words.
"That's not too surprising, Zen Chi is considered a rare genius from the Chan School on the Holy Continent, who posses the Legendary Buddha Physique. Li Fang is also a prodigy from the Li Clan on the Central Continent, having the Legendary Yin Yang Physique. Both of them, and many others in the Tournament were a couple of years ahead of you in cultivation, with some, if not if all of them, being at the late stage of the Foundation Building realm. So, for you to reach the top five with your cultivation is a huge accomplishment."
The Patriarch had a smile on his face as he looked at Longwei. He was really happy to see his son doing so well against the other continents' geniuses. As a father what more can he possibly asked for than having a son so talented and outstanding. He was sure his son would accomplish great things for the clan in the future.
After hearing his father mention legendary physiques, Longwei remembered that he had wanted to ask his father a question that was puzzling him ever since he left the Central Continent.
His voice was filled with confusion as he spoke.
"Father I've been wondering about something really peculiar. When I was younger I didn't question it at the time, but ever since I came back from the Central Continent this time I suddenly realize that it was very strange."
When the Patriarch heard that he couldn't help but become curious at what his son was referring to. He rarely ever saw his son so puzzled, so he promptly gestured for him to speak what was on his mind.
Longwei hesitated for a little bit as he tried to find the right words to explain his confusion.
After collecting himself he said,
"Father..."
"...can you explain how Legendary Physiques are popping up like common weeds?"
~Author's Notes~
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