Mutation

Mutation

Dusk descended, and a patch of crimson clouds drifted across the distant sky. The first day of the outer disciples' grand tournament had also ended. Ye Yun escorted his grandfather to the Purple Extreme Sect's mountain gate.

"Grandfather, be careful when you go down the mountain alone. I will work twice as hard and strive to enter the inner sect as soon as possible."

Ye Yun spoke with determination.

"Haha, good, good, good. Grandfather will wait for that day. Child, do not put too much pressure on yourself. As long as you do your best and leave no regrets, that is enough. All right, go back. You were injured today, so remember to apply medicine when you return. Grandfather is leaving." His grandfather said with a beaming smile.

As his words fell, his grandfather turned and walked down the mountain with faltering steps.

Watching his grandfather's retreating figure, Ye Yun saw that once-strong body had already grown old and frail. At the thought of it, his nose stung, and gradually, his grandfather's figure vanished around the bend.

Ye Yun steadied his emotions, turned, and entered the mountain gate, heading toward his residence.

All the Purple Extreme Sect's outer disciples lived on Sunrise Peak, situated west of the sect. Every two outer disciples shared a courtyard. The inner disciples all lived on Great Sun Peak, each with an independent residence, while the elders and sect master lived on Purple Extreme Peak.

After returning to his residence, Ye Yun glanced at his roommate Wang Chen's room and found that he had not returned yet. Wang Chen had also participated in the tournament today and successfully advanced. He was probably off celebrating by now.

Pushing open the door, Ye Yun entered the room. After casually shutting the door behind him, he headed toward the bedroom, but had only taken a few steps.

"Ah!"

"It hurts!"

A wave of intense pain surged through him. Ye Yun clutched his head and collapsed to the floor in agony. The pain grew ever fiercer, as though someone were hammering Ye Yun's head with brutal blows again and again. Before long, Ye Yun fainted.

The sun and moon traded places, and a night passed.

The first ray of morning sunlight streamed through the window into the dim room. A fifteen- or sixteen-year-old youth lay on the floor, his face still twisted in pain. That person was Ye Yun.

Gradually, as the pain faded, Ye Yun's expression became somewhat calmer.

"Mm, what happened?"

Ye Yun struggled up from the floor. A faint lingering pain remained in his head, and he felt weak in all four limbs, dizzy and muddleheaded. Ye Yun carefully recalled everything that had happened. Last night, after seeing his grandfather off, he had returned to his residence. The moment he entered, a violent pain had erupted in his head, and then he had passed out.

"Could it be that I hit my head during yesterday's match and injured it?" After thinking for a while, Ye Yun arrived at that answer.

Looking at the sunlight pouring into the room, Ye Yun still felt dizzy and saw stars before his eyes. After washing up, he fell onto the bed and went back to sleep.

The second day's elimination matches continued in full swing. By afternoon, the fifty contestants who would participate in the challenge matches had finally been decided.

Ye Yun slept until he woke naturally. When he opened his eyes, it was already the next morning. After washing up, he pushed open the door and stepped into the courtyard.

Breathing in the fresh air, Ye Yun felt a burst of ease. His entire body seemed brimming with strength, as though he could punch a bull to death.

"Hmm, something isn't right."

Ye Yun felt that his eyesight and hearing had both grown far stronger than before. He could see more clearly and farther away, while even the faintest birdsong and insect chirps drifting from afar reached his ears with perfect clarity.

"What exactly is going on?" The changes in his body left Ye Yun deeply puzzled.

He carefully examined himself and discovered that his cultivation was still at the Body Tempering Intermediate Stage, while his strength had not changed much either. The injuries from the match the day before yesterday had nearly healed as well. Ye Yun truly could not think of what had caused the changes to his eyesight, hearing, and other senses.

"Could it be that the blow to the back of my head during that match happened to open some acupoint in my head, causing this whole series of changes?" Such a thought surfaced in Ye Yun's mind.

There were countless acupoints in the human brain, each with different effects. Even martial arts experts with profound cultivation only understood the effects of some of those acupoints.

This series of bodily changes made Ye Yun wonder whether the blow to the back of his head had accidentally opened an unknown acupoint, producing such effects.

In any case, improved eyesight and hearing were not bad things. They would only make him more perceptive, so Ye Yun stopped dwelling on the matter.

At that moment, the door across from him opened, and a youth with an honest, simple-looking face walked out. Raising his head and seeing Ye Yun standing in the courtyard, the youth smiled and said, "Ye Yun, why are you up so early today? Oh, right, why didn't I see you yesterday? What happened to you? Are you going to watch today's matches later?"

This youth was Wang Chen, the outer disciple who shared a courtyard with Ye Yun. Faced with Wang Chen's barrage of questions, Ye Yun replied, "I wasn't feeling well yesterday, so I slept in my room all day. I won't be going to watch the matches later. I was eliminated anyway. Did you advance yesterday?"

At the question, Wang Chen's expression darkened. He said dejectedly, "Those senior brothers yesterday were too strong. I lost in fewer than five moves."

"It's fine. Wasn't I the same? We lost this year, so we'll win it back next year. Let's work hard together!" Ye Yun encouraged him.

"All right, we'll work hard together! You haven't eaten yet, have you? Let's go eat." Wang Chen said.

"Let's go."

With that, Ye Yun left the courtyard with Wang Chen and headed toward the dining hall.

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