Seeing the man before him in such a state, Ye Lin slowly lowered his long sword.
Yu Feng backed away inch by inch, watching Ye Lin warily from head to toe.
"M-Many thanks for showing mercy, Senior Brother. Since there's nothing else, I'll take my leave now, okay?"
"Wait."
Kuang Feng turned to leave, but Ye Lin suddenly spoke up.
At that, Kuang Feng stopped in his tracks and looked at Ye Lin, his muscles tensed all over, ready to run at the first sign of trouble.
"Are there any rules in the Outer Sect?"
"Rules? No. Nameless Mountain is vast beyond measure; there's no end in sight. No one keeps track of where any of the Outer Sect disciples go."
Though puzzled, Kuang Feng still explained in a quiet voice.
"Oh, right. You're a new disciple, Junior Brother, so I'll tell you everything I know."
"Every so often, the ten groups hold various activities. Those who perform well can win a heap of resources."
"And the Outer Sect holds an assessment every year. For example, if you're at the early Golden Core stage when you first join, but your cultivation and everything else haven't changed a year later, you'll be expelled from Nameless Mountain."
After Kuang Feng finished speaking, Ye Lin was slightly surprised. One minor breakthrough a year? At the Golden Core stage, every increase in cultivation was as difficult as scaling the heavens.
How hard would it be to advance once a year?
"One minor breakthrough a year? I doubt many people can manage that."
Ye Lin said quietly. Without the aid of heavenly treasures, he wouldn't dare claim he could make a breakthrough every year, either.
"Of course, it's not that strict. Any progress will do. Someone will assess you when the time comes."
"All right,