Chapter 5: Qin Yi’s Weakness

On the next day, Qin Yi carried out his duties as usual.

Nowadays, sweeping, washing, and chopping wood became his daily habit to the point that he almost feels odd if he skips those habits for just a day.

Today he received news that Zhou Li and Lin Tian had successfully entered the outer sect. It was a good thing, and with this, the Novices’ Quarter finally regains its peace.

Meanwhile, under the shade of a tree, two young people were taking shelter.

“Sigh… it is really feeling different when those two were gone.”

A chubby-cheeked youth suddenly spoke.

The chubby-cheeked youth was one of Qin Yi’s few friends in the Novices’ Quarter. His name is Zheng Min.

During those two years, they were often assigned in the same quarter and time. Therefore, they gradually started to become close to each other.

“Well, they’re used to causing trouble and almost doubling our work in the Novices’ Quarter every day. We should be grateful that they have now moved to the outer sect!” Qin Yi nonchalantly said.

“Hum… that’s true, but I’m a little lost by their departure. After all, we have lived together for two years. There’s no way I’ll be able to forget them in just a short time.”

“Come on! It is not like they’re gone forever. We’ll meet them again in the outer sect although I doubt, they’ll recognize us.”

“Why would they? We are fellow novice disciples!”

Qin Yi stared at Zheng Min with a sigh.

Ignorant is bliss.

This fellow originally was a young lord of a small aristocrat family.

He did not reveal his family’s exact location, but he claimed that his ancestor was a former Sleeping Dragon Sect’s disciple. Moreover, it is an ordinary disciple and a strong cultivator in the Core Formation Realm from five hundred years ago.

The small aristocratic family is originally a prominent aristocratic family. However, after his ancestor passed away, the former glorious family reduced into the current state.

To bring the former glory back, Zheng Min, a young lord who discovered having an aptitude to become a cultivator: His parents decided to send him to the Sleeping Dragon Sect.

It was fortunate for them that the sect still remembered the merits of their ancestor. Therefore, the sect decided to give their family an entry quota. However, due to Zheng Min’s limited aptitude, he can only be placed in the Novices’ Quarter.

Given that said, he is a prince and grew with the excellent care of his parents. He still knew nothing about the cruel truth of society.

Even though the novice disciples lived and worked together for two years, that did not mean they will live and work together forever. After they graduate from this place, they will live separately and mind each other’s business.

Some of them may remember their former comrades and the days when they were in the Novices’ Quarter, and some of them might just be the opposite and forget where they started.

Lin Tian was probably the former case; he was not as selfish as Zhou Li. At the very least, he would probably remember and keep his former comrade into consideration.

Meanwhile, Zhou Li was the latter case. He is petty, selfish, arrogant, and greedy. So, what can you expect from that kind of person? It would be surprising if he still remembered his former classmates clearly, but it would be impossible for him to greet them.

Qin Yi rather stayed away from Zhou Li as far as possible than associate with him. Who knows he will be sold to the enemy at any time?

Qin Yi kindly advises his friend, “You have to work harder in cultivating! Otherwise, I would have left you far behind before you entered the outer sect.”

“Well, well, what are you talking about? I have never been negligent in cultivating in the slightest!” Zheng Min snorted.

Suddenly he froze.

“Wait, why are you suddenly saying this? Don’t tell me you also managed to step into Qi Condensation Realm?”

“Not yet…” Qin Yi smirked, “But yesterday I managed to sense the spiritual energy around me and I’m slowly starting to absorb it. The next thing I must do is refine it and then condense it into qi. According to my estimation, I need half a year to successfully do this and stepped into the Qi Condensation Realm.”

Zheng Min gawked in shock.

How can he be so fast?

Don’t we have the same grade of aptitude?

This… this is not fair for this young lord!

He thinks the world does not revolve around him anymore.

“Fairness? Where did the fairness go?”

Zheng Min shouted to the air, which causing Qin Yi rolled his eyes toward him.

Fairness has never existed in this world.

***

Day by day passed, half a year felt like yesterday to Qin Yi.

On this day, he finally decided to step into Qi Condensation Realm and become a true cultivator.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he began to close his eyes and make a command to the system.

‘System, use 1000 Cultivation Points to increase my cultivation base!’

A second has been going on. It was strange the system did not respond to Qin Yi’s command, but he decided to wait a little longer.

Hm?

Maybe the order is not clear yet? Should I say it one more time?

However, before he opened his mouth, a translucent blue UI suddenly appeared in front of his face.

——-

Name: Qin Yi

Martial Aptitude: Medium Grade

Cultivation Base: First Stage of the Qi Condensation (0/2000)

Spiritual Mind: 20

Cultivation Point: 500

Mastery Point: 0

PowerBox: Spiritual Energy (8500), Impurity (10000), Neutralizer (300)

——-

“This…”

He apparently saw a change in his cultivation base. It changed from None to the First Stage of Qi Condensation.

“Did I become a Qi Condensation cultivator just like that? I mean… that’s it?”

If breakthrough were only this simple, wouldn’t that his previous worries were groundless?

He thought it would be quite a phenomenon when he breakthrough into the First Stage of Qi Condensation. That is why he was a little wary that Deacon would notice him.

But to think that he is just overthinking it.

“Good grief…”

Since he has successfully stepped into Qi Condensation Realm, it is time for him to report his achievement to the Deacon.

The Deacon’s place is more luxurious than any other place in the Novices’ Quarter. It was decorated by exuberant trees and flowers, unlike the barren quarter of novice disciples.

When Qin Yi was about to go inside, he overheard a faint voice of someone practicing martial arts. It must be Deacon since he is the only one living here.

It is very rude to interrupt someone who is practicing. So, Qin Yi decided to watch it from afar and wait until Deacon finished practicing.

Arriving at the yard, as expected, he saw Deacon practicing. He was still wearing the black robe, and his hair was tied behind.

While sweat-drenched all over his body, his appearance was still as neat as ever.

There were about six formless hands that were long like tentacles emerging from his back.

As far as Qin Yi knew, these hands are the result of practicing Ten Illusionary Hand. It was a Human Grade martial skill that he extracted from the Deacon two years ago.

For someone who was not compatible with close combat, this martial skill was perfect for him to practice. He was eager to practice it once he entered the outer sect.

“This martial skill is good and suits me very well. This skill allowed me to avoid myself from engaging in close combat.”

Qin Yi muttered as he evaluated the martial skill performed by the Deacon.

Speaking of close combat…

He remembered that once upon a day when he was ten years old, some thugs tried to pick a fight with him and robbed him of his money.

At that time, he did not know how to fight, let alone protect his money. Because of that, he could only be beaten helplessly and lost his money without so much resistance.

That experience seemed to pour cold water on his head. Ever since he realized that acting humble and cautious was not enough to keep him safe in this new world, being low-key cannot prevent trouble from coming to him either.

Even though he had the protection of his aunt, it did not mean that everyone would be afraid of him. Besides, he could not always rely on his aunt’s name to solve problems.

He needs power.

The power to protect himself and the people he cares about from evil people like those thugs.

——And he wanted revenge on the thugs who had battered him.

He is a vengeful person in the first place. Once people hurt him, he would never let them go easily.

Therefore, he bought a bow and its arrow and found a professional archer to train him.

Why archery?

Because he always thought that throwing something at the enemy was easier than throwing yourself at the enemy.

More importantly, he is afraid of getting hurt.

Yup.

Fighting hand to hand is very risky. Once he loses, there is a high chance that he will be caught and beaten.

However, if he shoots the enemy with arrows, even if you miss the target, you can still run away and shot again until they are completely down.

That is why he chose to practice archery.

After two full months, he practiced archery and gained confidence in his skills. He finally began to devise a plan to take revenge.

Qin Yi remembered that time, the thug leader’s confused, scared, and angry expression was delightful to watch. They were just ordinary thugs without martial art, but one day they were shot down one by one without knowing who is targeting them.

Even until that guy ended up in bed for half a year, he still unable to figure out who sent them into a miserable state and become a laughingstock of the entire town.

Not only that but the thug leader was also realized that he lost all his money when they were unable to move from the bed.

He offended too many people to the point he already forgot who they were. Also, due to this, he was unable to figure out who his enemy was.

After Qin Yi was satisfied with his revenge, he decided to reduce his archery practice time.

After all, he still had a lot to do. The reason why he had trained like a madman in the past two months was that he was eager to get revenge.

When the revenge has been avenged, he returned to his normal life.

Of course, he still trains himself occasionally.

After all, he did not want his two months of hard work to end up waste, just like a rusty knife.