The flying boat sped forward, and along the way, it saw many cities. Inside the cities, countless disciples were busy rushing about. From the sky, it looked like an ant's nest.
"I used to think they were the end of my life." Li Cai watched the figures weaving through the air and couldn't help but sigh.
These people were all wearing inner sect disciple uniforms, but they were all ordinary inner disciples. After advancing to the Divine Fire Realm, there was no need for a threshold—they could enter directly.
Although he was an inner disciple, his treatment was only slightly better than that of an outer disciple. Only by contending for supremacy in the Divine Dao could one become an elite inner disciple.
The area the flying boat passed through was the area where the outer disciples resided. The areas where elite disciples and ordinary disciples were different—the barriers between them were separate, and the treatment was worlds apart.
The reason Li Cai felt so sentimental was because he had always thought that his whole life would be just idling through life and waiting to die. Becoming an outer disciple was his limit.
Before meeting Long Chen, after their last month, they planned to break through to the Divine Fire Realm, then get a badge from an inner disciple, and then "return home in glory" and live idly at home.
But because of Long Chen, their fate changed. Now they had become core disciples of the inner sect, and even the family's hand could no longer reach in.
Now, they had completely broken free from the constraints of their families. With this status, elite inner disciples of Lingxiao Academy even dared not go against them.
"From today on, I will work hard with Third Master in my cultivation. I swear, when I take charge of the family, I will bring Yingbao, Luocang, Li Yi, and their parents and brothers over so they can be completely at ease." Li Cai said with a clenched fist.
The people he mentioned were all once part of the "Elite Group," but they died in the Divine Dao Championship.
They all had similar experiences and cared deeply. Now that someone had died, their wishes would be fulfilled by someone else.
"Let's work hard together. I want to become strong, never to be oppressed by others again, and never to live a life where others can slaughter me again."
The other disciples also said excitedly. Long Chen had brought earth-shaking changes to them; their destinies had been altered, and they saw hope. If they could return to the past, they would rather die.
Looking at the bustling crowd in the city, they should have been part of it, but everything changed because of one person.
Long Chen glanced at everyone, smiled slightly, and gave a thumbs-up. These guys had been tempered by the battlefield and finally looked like men.
"Third Master, you really are our lucky star." A disciple said sincerely.
"You're wrong. I'm a disaster star—wherever I go, I bring bloodshed and slaughter with me.
Only those with strong enough fate can survive by my side. So if you follow me, you must be prepared to fight to the death. There is no such thing as gaining something without effort. If you want to be honored in public, you must endure hardship behind the scenes. Long Chen shook his head. He himself was plagued by bad luck, and calling him a lucky star was simply a huge irony.
"Third Brother, it seems you've suffered a lot." Zhong Ling said.
"Remember, the greater the halo you have, the greater the shadow behind you. Effort always outweighs gains—no one is exempt.
So don't envy others' backgrounds, talents, resources, or other external conditions. No one can gain more without effort.
Like Chu Kuang, who was born with many things others could never get in a lifetime, but you have to understand, he didn't give anything, yet the first generation ancestor of the Chu family must have given something others couldn't imagine, which brought peace to his descendants.
You're not a second-generation rich, but you can work hard to become one. And is that really that strong? Third Master, I just like to deal with these rich second-generation kids who look at people through their noses. Long Chen said.
Long Chen's words made everyone laugh. Originally, Li Cai and the others came from decent backgrounds, but compared to Chu Kuang, they were worlds apart, not to mention the other disciples of the Xiaoyao Alliance.
So in front of some powerful families, many people feel inferior—sometimes envious, sometimes jealous, sometimes failures—always thanks to their own background.
I feel my background is not good, always complaining about fate and others, often thinking, if I had come from such a family, I would have acted this way.
This kind of thinking is dangerous. With this mindset, you have reasons to retreat, believing failure isn't your fault but your own bad luck.
Remember, luck is always a modest phrase for those who succeed, while fate has always been the most common excuse for those who fail.
So, you need to be mentally prepared: this world is fair, and good things will inevitably be fought for.
The better the resources, the fiercer the competition. If you think that entering the inner sect and becoming an elite disciple means you can live a comfortable life, you're gravely mistaken.
I can assert that the inner gate rivalry will be even more intense, bloodier, and more brutal.
You saw how those guys just acted. Four Extremes Realm experts can only patrol. If you don't work hard, you'll probably have to carry manure in the inner courtyard. Long Chen said seriously.
Although Long Chen's tone might be a bit exaggerated, it was the truth. Although he hadn't entered the inner courtyard, he could already smell blood. Giving a knock at this moment—these still excited children—was a necessary method.
"Third Brother, we understand. We're not afraid. In the Divine Dao Struggle, we could even risk our lives. The road ahead is rough, but we have nothing to fear." Mu Qingyun slapped the longsword behind his back and said.
Long Chen nodded, giving them a heads-up first, so they wouldn't be caught off guard and lose their morale. That would be bad.
Now, the morale of the Xiaoyao Alliance is sky-high. Only by maintaining this can they form strong cohesion and centripetal force, allowing them to survive better in the inner courtyard and obtain more resources.
"Buzz"—
another barrier appeared ahead. The flying boat passed through it, and a massive gatehouse appeared. More than a dozen people blocked the flying boat in front of the gatehouse.
No further flight was allowed ahead. Mu Qingyun docked the flying boat at a designated spot, and everyone stepped down to the main gate.
"Are you here to sign up?" Where does it come from? "A dozen or so Four Extremes Realm experts stood guard at the entrance, their voices icy as they interrogated.
Everyone was stunned. What do you mean by 'where did it come from'? Isn't this just asking what you already know? Deliberately causing trouble?
Seeing that person standing right in front of Long Chen, Mu Qingyun feared Long Chen would slap him, so he quickly said, "
We are outer disciples. We came to register after participating in the Divine Dao Contest."
After speaking, Mu Qingyun handed a nameplate to the person—it was the registration certificate.
The man took the voucher and looked at Long Chen in surprise, "Why aren't you wearing the disciple's uniform?" "
This is Senior Brother Long Chen. He also has another identity: he is a mentor at the Divine Academy and can do without wearing disciple robes." Mu Qingyun hurriedly introduced it to Long Chen.
The man looked Long Chen up and down and sneered, "Mentors in the outer courtyard are all useless slackers, just scamming money. Who would've thought someone like this could get into the inner courtyard?" "
You really talk too much."
and saw that person returnWith a loud sound, Long Chen stepped forward and landed a big slap on the face. The man was knocked to the ground by a single slap. The powerful figures present cried out in shock and shouted angrily:
"Capture them!"
Those Four Extremes Realm experts charged at Long Chen at the same time, swinging a barrage of punches and aiming at him.