Xu Yang looked at the friendly Mistshadow Peak disciples and smiled, returning their cupped-hand greetings whether he knew them or not.
Jiang Wei stood off to one side with an ugly expression, feeling that he might have backed the wrong horse. Xu Yang's talent seemed to surpass even Li Jiang's.
If the two clashed in the future and Li Jiang lost, leaving Xu Yang to become a Direct Disciple, things would likely end badly for him.
"What are you all doing standing in the middle of the road? Don't you have cultivation to attend to?"
Suddenly, the imposing voice of Second Elder Tong Xinhua rang out.
The Mistshadow Peak disciples surrounding Xu Yang dared not delay. They all lowered their heads apologetically. "Greetings, Second Elder."
Xu Yang also cupped his hands.
Tong Xinhua gave him an indifferent glance, then strode away.
Everyone scattered in a rush. Xu Yang also headed toward Mistshadow Hall and soon reached the side hall where Lei Heng stayed.
Tang Yun seemed to be absent today. Only Lei Heng sat meditating with his eyes closed inside the hall, a terrifying aura surging around him.
Xu Yang did not dare disturb him and waited outside the door with his hands at his sides.
After roughly half an hour, Lei Heng's thunderous voice finally rang out from within. "Come in."
This time, Lei Heng's voice did not shake his blood energy. Xu Yang only felt his eardrums vibrate slightly.
"Your disciple Xu Yang greets you, Master!" Xu Yang entered the hall and bowed respectfully.
"You've broken through? Not bad!" Lei Heng discovered Xu Yang's breakthrough with a single sweep of his gaze, though all he offered was a "not bad."
"Your blood energy is pure and powerful, and your martial foundation is solid. If you can reach entry