My Life as a Cultivator in a Game

Chapter 15: A Good-hearted Disciple

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Do you two wish to spar with me?” Lu Yi asked with a composed expression, his smile unwavering.

Lu Ling and Wang Wulian exchanged glances, both seeing the eager anticipation in each other’s eyes.

Lu Ling smiled and said, “Of course, back at White Sun Peak, I was deeply impressed by your White Cloud Sword at the Regain Simplicity stage. I’ve been wanting to learn from you for a while.”

Wang Wulian laughed as well, “Me too! Today, it looks like my wish will come true.”

“In that case, why don’t you two take turns?” Lu Yi suggested.

“I’ll go first!” Wang Wulian immediately volunteered.

Lu Ling shrugged in response, showing no objection.

Lu Yi silently issued the task to defeat Wang Wulian, with the same reward as the challenge against Lu Ling—a Perfect-Grade Qi Condensation Elixir.

Lu Yi and Wang Wulian stepped into the arena. Thousands of outer sect disciples had gathered at the Martial Arena, watching the two with hushed conversations.

“Lu Yi has already reached the Level 7 Qi Refiner stage.”

“It’s no surprise, after all, Liu Ningshuang gave him a Supreme-Grade Qi Condensation Elixir before. Combined with Lu Yi’s talent, this breakthrough is natural.”

“I envy Lu Yi’s talent, but what I envy even more is that he’s earned the admiration of Liu Ningshuang. I wish I could get her to notice me a bit more.”

“Dream on, my friend, dreams can be quite vivid.”

“By the way, who do you two think will win, Lu Yi or Wang Wulian?”

“Isn’t it obvious? Lu Yi, with his White Cloud Sword in the Regain Simplicity stage, is unbeatable!”

“I think Wulian is no slouch either. He’s already at the Level 9 Qi Refiner stage, just a step away from reaching Perfection at the level. His strength is formidable.”

“We’ll see about that!”

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Those discussions were not limited to the crowd. Even Wang Xinqi and Lu Ling were talking.

Wang Xinqi asked curiously, “Ling, who do you think will win?”

Lu Ling shook his head and said, “I’m not sure. Logically speaking, I’m more inclined to Wulian, but the techniques at the Regain Simplicity stage are extraordinary. Lu Yi also has a chance.”

Wang Xinqi looked at Lu Yi enviously and said, “So you’re saying that Lu Yi is at the level of the top one hundred outer sect disciples? He’s only at the Level 7 Qi Refiner stage…”

Lu Ling glanced at Wang Xinqi and said, “A genius who comprehends the Regain Simplicity stage’s techniques, especially someone like Lu Yi, isn’t easily comparable. It’s just that his current cultivation is a bit low. Once he reaches the Level 8 Qi Refiner stage, he can contend with even the senior disciples.”

Wang Xinqi inhaled sharply, and the oxygen content around him seemed to drop rapidly.

In the arena, Lu Yi and Wang Wulian stood facing each other. Wang Wulian drew his long sword, smiling, and said, “Lu Yi, I practice the Flowing Wind Sword, which has reached the Major Mastery stage. I hope you won’t hold back. If anything, I’d like you to inspire me a bit, helping me break through to the Transformation stage.”

Lu Yi casually drew his sword and smiled. He said, “Rest assured, Wulian. I won’t hold back. I’m not that kind of person.”

‘I don’t need to use the Level 7 White Cloud Sword, or else it might be too discouraging to Wulian. Oh, I just upgraded the Level 7 White Cloud Stance yesterday. If necessary, I can use the Level 6 version instead.’ Lu Yi pondered his options.

Wang Wulian was quite pleased with Lu Yi’s response. His aura surged, and he rushed toward Lu Yi. His green robe billowed like a fluttering banner, and his speed was astonishingly fast.

It seemed Wang Wulian’s footwork was well-practiced as well.

In fact, among the elite disciples of the outer sect, there were no glaring weaknesses by the time they reached the higher levels. Both their cultivation and mastery of techniques were exceptional. Otherwise, they would not have been able to enter the top one hundred among over a hundred thousand outer sect disciples.

Being able to enter the top one hundred among such a large number of outer sect disciples was already a sign of extraordinary talent for ordinary people. Of course, although Wang Wulian’s speed was impressive, it was still insufficient for Lu Yi.

Lu Yi’s expression remained calm. His sword quivered slightly, and in the next moment, his sword aura transformed into clouds, swirling as he met Wang Wulian’s attack head-on.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

Their figures interweaved and clashed in the blink of an eye. The continuous collision of the swords and aura formed translucent energy ripples that spread outwards, rustling the robes of the surrounding spectators.

The audience of disciples remained focused, their eyes fixed on the arena as if trying to penetrate the scene. For them, comprehending the techniques in the Regain Simplicity stage was a rare opportunity.

In the arena, Lu Yi and Wang Wulian’s figures flashed and intertwined. Their speed was so fast that in the eyes of mortals, they were probably like ghosts. Even outer sect disciples at the bottom of the Qi Refiner stage felt that it was a little difficult to watch the two of them compete.

With every breath, there would be a few clashing sounds. The sword light was cold, and the spiritual energy shockwaves turned into the wind. The battle was intense.

Wang Wulian’s expression was grave and he had already given his all. Lu Yi was expressionless, but he was still sighing in his heart. It had to be said that as an elite outer disciple, Wang Wulian was much stronger than Wang Xinqi. Not only was his cultivation and mastery of arts stronger, but he was also more experienced in fighting.

Lu Yi was not as experienced as Wang Wulian, but he was stronger. Even if he did not use his full strength, he could still handle it with ease. In front of absolute strength, all the fancy tricks were nothing but futile.

As long as Lu Yi was willing, he could end the battle in a few moves even without using the Level 7 White Cloud Sword. However, Lu Yi’s goal was to continuously farm rewards, so he would not be so ruthless.

Lu Yi thought Wang Wulian was a good helper for him. He had to show off the White Cloud Sword in the Regain Simplicity stage to make others happy. Otherwise, he would hurt their pride and stop sparring with him.

Lu Yi felt that he was quite considerate.

In the arena, Lu Yi and Wang Wulian exchanged blows for hundreds of rounds. Lu Yi swung his long sword, and with the swirling clouds, he deflected Wang Wulian’s attack, then swiftly closed the distance between them.

Seizing the opportunity, Lu Yi swiftly moved past Wang Wulian, approaching him in an instant and placing his sword against Wang Wulian’s neck.

Wang Wulian froze in place, glanced at the sword, then let out a sigh and shook his head with a wry smile, “I’ve lost. You are truly remarkable, Lu Yi.”

Lu Yi gave a slight smile and said, “Wulian, you’re not weak either. I just happened to be a bit luckier this time.”

“Winning is winning, but after this battle, I’ve gained some insights. I need to step aside and digest them,” Wang Wulian said eagerly. Some insights needed to be grasped immediately, or they might vanish like a shooting star.

Lu Yi glanced at the completed task and nodded. He said, “Wulian, go ahead and digest your insights. Once you’re ready, we can continue sparring.”

Lu Yi silently completed the task, letting the Perfect-Grade Condensation Elixir find its way into his embrace. He also issued a new task to defeat Wang Wulian.

“Really?” Wang Wulian widened his eyes, brimming with surprise.

Lu Yi responded earnestly, “Of course, Wulian. Since you’ve gained insights, I will do my best to help by cultivating with you.”

Touched by Lu Yi’s sincerity, Wang Wulian’s eyes welled up, and he was on the verge of tears. He said, “Lu Yi, you’re truly a kind person! If you ever need anything, just come to me. I, Wang Wulian, will unquestionably help you!”

Lu Yi’s smile was warm and said, “Wulian, you’re too kind. Go and gain your insights.”

Lu Yi still wanted to complete the task of defeating Lu Ling.