Volume 1: First Arrival at Longevity Chapter 164: Two Top-Grade Goods

  "Heh heh." Ye Chen's gaze swept over the spiritual patterns on the collars of their robes, and the two people's spiritual patterns were exactly the same. Apparently, this pattern should be a symbol of being a disciple of Lingquan Fudi.

  These two men were one fat and one thin, the fat one had a round face with small eyes, like a Maitreya Buddha. The thin one looked very lean, his skin was somewhat dark.

  Ye Chen followed the two people to the entrance of Lingquan Fudi, when another person flew from afar and landed beside them, gazing at Ye Chen with a dull expression.

  "Is he here for the entrance selection?" The man asked, his tone very indifferent, with a hint of arrogance.

  "Yes, senior brother, we were just about to bring him in." The two disciples who were holding Ye Chen said respectfully.

  Ye Chen's gaze fell on the newcomer's chest, where three spiritual patterns were embroidered on the collar, apparently with a higher status in Lingquan Fudi than the two disciples with only one spiritual pattern.

  "Not bad." The man narrowed his eyes and took a glance at Ye Chen, saying: "Your blood energy is not weak, slightly stronger than trash, becoming an outer court disciple should be no problem."

  Ye Chen glanced at the man, but didn't say anything. His facial expression remained unchanged. As he approached the entrance of Lingquan Fudi Mountain, he had already concealed his cultivation. The Sea of Fate was enveloped by the Domain World, and even his blood energy was hidden for the most part, so ordinary people couldn't see his true strength at all.

  In an ordinary family, there are already internal conflicts and power struggles, let alone in a vast and prosperous place like the Spiritual Spring Sect. With tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of disciples, if one's performance is too outstanding, it will inevitably attract envy and resentment. Ye Chen did not want to be a tall tree that attracts wind.

  "You two take him away." The man waved his hand and left. The two disciples with the same spiritual pattern on their chests responded in unison, then took Ye Chen to the Spiritual Spring Blessed Land.

  "Two seniors, wasn't that senior just now very formidable?" Ye Chen asked casually, with a face full of admiration.

  "It's not possible." The fat boy's small eyes were filled with admiration, saying: "You don't know, he is a disciple of the Elite Hall. We outer courtyard disciples are not even comparable to the lowest servants when compared to the disciples of the Elite Hall."

  "Alas." The thin, dark-skinned disciple sighed and said, "I don't know when the spiritual mark on our chest will change from one to three."

  Ye Chen looked at the two of them and pointed at the spiritual patterns on their chests, asking: "Senior brother, are the spiritual patterns on your chest a representation of each person's identity?"

  "Right." The fat man nodded and explained: "The disciples at the entrance do not have spiritual patterns on their chests, and they wear uniform gray clothes. Like us, wearing blue clothes with a spiritual pattern embroidered on our chest is an outer courtyard disciple, inner courtyard disciples have two spiritual patterns, elite disciples have three, and core disciples have four."

  Ye Chen nodded, indicating that he understood. The thin disciple looked at him and said: "Your blood energy is still quite abundant, entering the outer courtyard shouldn't be a problem. At that time, we will truly become master brothers. In our Fudi, competition is fierce, and master brothers will plot against each other. You should be careful in the future, speak less and cultivate more, lest you invite trouble."

  Ye Chen nodded in gratitude. These two people were still quite decent, and it was possible to have a casual relationship with them. He said: "I am Ye Chen, I don't know how to address the two of you, senior brothers?"

  "My name is Yuan Zhen, his name is Hou Dong. If you successfully enter the Foreign Institute, if there's anything big in the future, you can come find us." Fat boy Yuan Zhen said with a smile, narrowing his small eyes.

  "Thank you so much, both of you seniors." Ye Chen sincerely said, thinking for a moment, and then asked, "Seniors, I heard that every five years there is a 'Hell Training', I don't know if you have participated in this 'Hell Training' before, what kind of place is that 'hell'?"

  "You also know about the 'Hell Training'?" Yuan Zhen's small eyes widened, and he said: "This 'Hell Training', neither I nor Monkey have participated in it. Outer courtyard disciples are not qualified to participate. The worst participants of this training must be the most powerful and talented geniuses among the inner courtyard disciples. People like me and Monkey who have cultivated for over 40 years and only reached the third trial of the Secret Boundary of Life and Death, are considered to be of the lowest talent by the sect's elders. We will not have the opportunity to participate in the 'Hell Training' in this lifetime!"

  Ye Chen looked at Yuan Zhen and Hou Dong. Yuan Zhen didn't seem to care, this guy had a very optimistic attitude, seemingly not taking the 'Hell Training' to heart, but Hou Dong was different. After hearing Yuan Zhen's words, he had a face full of desolation, with deep regret and unwillingness.

  "Haha, for ordinary people, life is very short-lived, but our cultivators' lives are relatively much longer. The road of life is full of opportunities, and no one can predict what will happen tomorrow, so Brother Yuanzhen's words are too absolute. As long as we don't give up, as long as we're willing to work hard, perhaps a miracle will happen someday!" Ye Chen said with a smile, his words exuding an infectious confidence.

  "What Ye Chen said is right!" Hou Dong's eyes sparkled as he looked at Ye Chen, then shifted his gaze to Yuan Zhen and said: "Dead fatty has no great ambitions, being content with the status quo, but I won't, I will strive for my ideals, believing that one day it will come true!"

  "Hey, hey, you damned monkey, what's the meaning of 'no great ambition in chest'?!" Yuan Zhen angrily tore open his front clothes and proudly said: "Look, open your monkey eyes wide, can't you see this big mole on my chest?"

  Ye Chen's face twitched, while Hou Dong showed a look of disgust, pointing at Yuan Zhen's chest where two lumps of flesh were visible due to excess fat. "Look at you, a big man with two breasts. You can't compare to women in size, and the shape is even worse. And there's a black mole in the middle, especially that black hair that's as long as a foot. Don't disgust us."

  "Hey!" Yuan Zhen sneered with a smile, blinking his small eyes, saying: "You're not convinced, are you? I've got breasts, and at night when it's quiet, I can even fondle them a few times to satisfy my cravings. You think someone like you, with a body like a skeleton, has any fun at night except for holding onto that thing down there and rubbing it back and forth until white foam comes out? Ha! This is an advantage, this is capital, do you have it?"

  Ye Chen's face was covered in sweat, and a few black lines instantly appeared on his forehead. Today, he finally saw the treasure. Yuan Zhen was too sharp. They had just met, yet he didn't avoid suspicion at all.

  "Hmph, what's wrong with that thing below me? If I stick it in your mouth, it'll suffocate you to death!" Hou Dong said fearlessly.

  Ye Chen stumbled, his whole body trembling, almost choked by his own saliva. He thought Yuan Zhen was ruthless, but it turned out that Hou Dong was even more formidable, truly one mountain is higher than another. These two are really tough guys, I've gained a new understanding, they're even more extreme than those guys I met in Huaxia before.

  "Come on, take it out and show me." Yuan Zhen curled her lips and provocatively stared at Hou Dong.

  Hou Dong heard this and had a look of regret, shaking his head, "Forget it, if I take it out you'll feel inferior."

  "You're a dead monkey, I'll shoot you in the face!" Yuan Zhen's face turned red with rage as he shouted.

  "With that little bit of rice porridge, I can easily spit some into your mouth and choke you to death. You'd better be more careful, go home tonight and caress your little bug with shame." Hou Dong said disdainfully.

  "Hmph!" Yuánzhēn's face was shaking with rage, and after a final, heavy snort, he seemed to realize that he couldn't match up to Hóu Dōng in terms of verbal sparring, so he stopped talking.

  Ye Chen was extremely speechless, seeing that the battle between the two had a tendency to subside, and pointed to a large crowd of people on a distant flat ground: "Two seniors, let's discuss this topic again when we get back, are those people in front coming to participate in the selection?"

  The two of them let out a cold snort at the same time and turned their faces away, neither paying attention to the other.

  Hou Dong glanced at the crowd on the flat ground ahead and said, "Not bad, those are the disciples who came to participate in the selection this time. They have been waiting here for more than a month now. Today is the final deadline. You're lucky, if you were late by one day, you would have missed the selection competition. Hurry up and go, we'll send you off here. We're looking forward to your good news."

  "Alright, thank you two seniors." Ye Chen cupped his hands in gratitude and then walked alone into the crowd of people participating in the selection.

  Yuan Zhen and Hou Dong did not leave, but stood far away, waiting to see Ye Chen's performance. From the moment they saw Ye Chen, they thought he was a very good person to get along with, and his talent should be good, with great hope of directly entering Waiyuan.

  Being able to directly enter the Outer Institute is already quite good. Yuan Zhen and Hou Dong were originally just entry-level disciples, but later they worked hard to cultivate and eventually entered the Outer Institute with flying colors. They got along well with Ye Chen, and if he became an Inner Institute disciple in the future, then perhaps in many places they would be able to get help from Ye Chen.

  Ye Chen walked into the crowd of people participating in the selection, some people just glanced at him briefly and then looked away. In everyone's eyes, Ye Chen was extremely handsome but nothing out of the ordinary, so they didn't pay attention to him anymore. One by one, they quietly waited for the arrival of the Lingquan Fudi disciple who would conduct the assessment.

  Ye Chen's divine sense slightly probed out, this time he was very careful and no one discovered that he was using his divine sense to spy.

  Among the participants in the selection, the lowest was a nine-segment peak cultivation, and they were all young, not much older than him. There were several people who caught Ye Chen's attention, that boy wearing a purple shirt, looked very handsome, but his eyebrows hid an uncomfortable chill, even Ye Chen felt a heavy yin energy in his body, this person had black hair scattered, with a proud expression, occasionally using his eyes to glance at the people around him.

  Ye Chen's divine sense swept over the purple-clothed youth, and he was slightly surprised to find that this person had actually reached the third stage of the Life Spring's turbulent boundary in the Secret Realm of the Sea of Fate! Apart from the purple-clothed youth, there were also several other people from the Secret Realm of the Sea of Fate, each with an air of arrogance about them, and giving off a sense of nobility and refinement.

  Ye Chen understood in his heart that these people from the Secret Realm of the Vast Ocean should all be proud disciples of some families in the Cultivation World.

  Time passed bit by bit, at noon, two figures flew quickly from afar, initially only two dots could be seen, the next moment they appeared on the flat ground in front, with three spiritual stripes embroidered on their chest.