Fight for Your Own Future!

"Destroy the Heavenly Court!"

The people of the Gongsun Tribe shouted loudly, their voices shaking the heavens!

"I will give you another month to improve yourselves. After that, you will step onto the battlefield to fight for Human Race, for the world, and for your own future!"

Ye Jing clenched his fist and raised his arm to shout!

The members of the Gongsun Tribe shouted in unison, their voices echoing across the island, filled with determination and resolve. They knew that the next month would be the most important time of their lives, and they had to do everything in their power to improve their strength and prepare for the impending war.

Looking at the people of the Gongsun Tribe, Ye Jing was filled with emotion and pride. He knew that these people were his strongest support, and they would fight side by side to resist the tyranny of the Heavenly Court.

"Qiuyue, go and bring out Spirit Stone, pills, and weapons on the island so everyone can use them for cultivation!" Ye Jing turned to Qiuyue and said.

Upon hearing this, Qiuyue nodded and then quickly left to prepare.

Over the next two days, Ye Jing continued to handle matters on the island, while also providing guidance to the "Jing" organization's cultivation!

After everything was taken care of.

Ye Jing, with Qiuyue in tow, left the island once again!

They still have a lot to do!

The most urgent task!

The goal is to break through to the Saint Realm as soon as possible!

The message about the Sage Scholar hadn't even been spread yet, and it seemed as if nothing had happened in the Heavenly Court; they hadn't done anything!

But Ye Jing knew that everything was just the calm before the storm!

He needs to speed things up!

He and Qiuyue quickly arrived at a grotto-heaven!

The Heaven and Earth Cataclysm have gradually reached their later stages!

The number of Blessed Land in the world has reached an alarming level.

However, with the books of the Sage Scholar of Calligraphy, Ye Jing knew that those grotto-heavens could greatly improve one's cultivation level!

Those were his goals!

In the mountains and forests, emerald bamboos sway and Life Spring gurgle.

In this tranquil place, the Hengyang Minor Sect sits quietly. Deep in the bamboo forest, several ancient houses are faintly visible, with a winding bluestone path running through them. Occasionally, disciples hurry by, their faces showing expressions that are either focused or relaxed.

However, beneath this seemingly peaceful sect, undercurrents were surging.

Especially today, the first day of the new disciples' training, the atmosphere seemed even more tense than usual.

Inside the dormitory, Ye Jing carefully carried a basin of water for washing feet, afraid of spilling a single drop.

His face held a hint of humility and caution, his gaze occasionally sweeping over the teenagers who were lying or sitting, each with their own unique expression.

The burly young man Zhao Hu, looked at Ye Jing with disdain and commanded, "Ye Jing, listen to me carefully. If you spill even a drop of this foot-washing water, you'll be in for a beating!" His voice was rough and cold, as if he were treating Ye Jing as an insignificant object.

Ye Jing nodded silently, but he was indignant inside.

He knew he couldn't cultivate and couldn't enter the Qi Refining Stage like others, so he suffered discrimination in the sect. However, he didn't give up and kept looking for an opportunity to change his fate.

Just then, a boy lying on the bed suddenly spoke up, "Haha, look at this good-for-nothing, he can't even enter the most basic Qi Refining Stage, it's laughable!" His laughter was shrill and sharp, like a knife slicing through Ye Jing's heart.

"Hahaha, this good-for-nothing, look at him sitting there for hours today, not a trace of Spiritual Qi around him." Another boy joined in the mockery, his tone full of disdain and sarcasm.

"You should go home early. You're wasting your family's money. You're a good-for-nothing!" someone else chimed in, their voices revealing contempt and disgust for Ye Jing.

Because it's a small, insignificant sect, anyone who pays can get in, although the fees are very high.

Ye Jing's parents were farmers who worked hard all their lives to save money to send Ye Jing here.

They hoped Ye Jing could cultivate himself into an immortal, but Ye Jing had no talent whatsoever.

Laughter echoed throughout the dormitory, like sharp swords piercing Ye Jing's fragile heart. He clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into his flesh, but the pain could not mask the rage within him.

He knew he had to hold back and not lose his temper here.

Otherwise, he would suffer even crueler treatment.

But he was also a boy, Blood Qi boy, and a strong sense of rebellion welled up in his heart.

He craved power, longed to prove that he was no less capable than anyone else.

Just then, a gentle voice suddenly rang out. "Enough! Stop bullying Ye Jing! What business is it of yours? Shut up!"

The speaker was also a young boy, dressed in coarse linen clothes, but with a very innocent smile.

His appearance was like a ray of sunshine brought to the gloomy dormitory.

The boy walked up to Ye Jing and gently patted his shoulder. "Ye Jing, don't mind what they say, they're just bored!"

His voice was gentle yet firm, giving people a sense of reassurance.

Ye Jing looked at the boy gratefully, and the anger in his heart gradually subsided.

He knew that this boy genuinely cared about him, unlike others who looked down on him.

"Thank you!"

He expressed his gratitude!

"You're welcome. Alright, let him pour out the foot bath water himself. Don't worry about him, let's go to sleep!" the boy said, gently gesturing for Ye Jing to put down the foot bath water and pulling him back to the simple bed.

Strangely enough, after the boy spoke, no one else said anything back!

Their eyes held a mixture of awe and apprehension as they looked at the boy.

This young man, Lin Xuan, is the only new disciple today who broke through to the Qi Refining Stage in just one minute.

His appearance shook the entire Hengyang Sect.

His strength and talent amazed and impressed everyone.

Ye Jing lay on the simple bed, his heart filled with complex emotions.

He was grateful for Lin Xuan's help, but at the same time felt angry and resentful about his own powerlessness.

He knew that if he wanted to escape this fate of being bullied, he had to become stronger.

Make your parents proud!

As night deepened, the chatter in the dormitory quieted down.

However, Ye Jing's heart was not at peace. He lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

The mocking laughter and insults echoed in his mind, and his anger and resentment grew stronger.

Just then, Lin Xuan, who was beside him, said softly, "Ye Jing, I know you're feeling bad, but don't take it to heart. What others think is none of your business. Constantly thinking about it will only drain you. Instead of torturing yourself, take a break and become stronger!"

Ye Jing was taken aback, then nodded silently, a warm feeling welling up in his heart!

The anger and resentment in my heart seemed to have found an outlet.

He nodded firmly, his eyes shining with determination. "Lin Xuan, thank you. I will become stronger, and I will make them look at me with new eyes!"

Lin Xuan smiled and patted Ye Jing on the shoulder, "I believe in you. Remember, no matter what difficulties you encounter, don't give up. Only by persevering can you achieve your goals."