Staying Alive Cautiously in the Celestial Realm and Becoming the Strongest

Yi Ten Defense Area, martial arts training ground.

Three days later, Wang Chen arrived on time to report again.

He found out that he was actually the last to arrive.

Clearly, the frightening show of force from three days ago had scared everyone, as they all arrived early.

By the time it was the hour of Shen, Guard Chief Li Wuji appeared once again on the martial arts platform.

But this time, he did not have anyone call the roll. Instead, he introduced and assigned leaders for the nine Night Patrol Teams.

The leader of the Fourth Night Patrol Team, where Wang Chen was, was a dark and skinny middle-aged cultivator.

Yao Mingjie, an Outer Sect disciple from the Guard Hall, with a cultivation of Qi Cultivation tier eight!

His face was always drooping with discontent, as if he was quite opposed to Li Wuji’s appointment.

His eyes looking at Wang Chen and the others as if the entire group owed him three million Spirit Stones.

Compared to him, the team’s deputy, Guo Ping, was undoubtedly much friendlier.

The new lineup of one team leader and one deputy with seven newcomers was complete, and the deputy, Guo Ping, an old night watchman from Yi Ten Defense Area, was of the seventh tier in Qi Cultivation and was extremely experienced in night patrols.

The work of assembling the team and routine training was all done by him as well.

As dusk approached, the Defense Area prepared dinner for everyone.

Wang Chen picked up his portion of three rice balls, a strip of monster beast jerky, and pickles, and sat down in the corner.

The rice was a bit hard, the jerky a bit salty, and the pickles tasted strange.

But Wang Chen, adhering to ancient chewing methods, enjoyed his meal quite a bit.

While savoring this free dinner, he silently practiced the Five Elements Technique, aiming to improve his stomach’s digestion and accelerate the absorption of the spiritual energy contained in the food.

After being conscripted into the Night Patrol Team, he would have no chance for normal cultivation at night.

Therefore, Wang Chen had to make full use of every moment.

Without accumulating small steps, one cannot travel a thousand miles.

Every little bit of accumulation during ordinary times was the foundation of his future path to success.

By contrast, the other young cultivators on Wang Chen’s team clearly had different thoughts.

They gathered in small groups, chatting and laughing while eating.

Each one of them seemed quite excited.

Among them was a team member, none other than Jiang Cong, who was the first to be punished with the cane three days ago!

It seemed the fellow had forgotten the pain after the wound healed and was laughing and talking with others.

He even took out a magic artifact to show off, attracting envious glances from those around him.

Wang Chen felt that his parents had clearly given him the wrong name since he didn’t seem smart at all.

He also seemed spoiled by overindulgence.

Actually, among the hundred thousand disciples of Cloud Sun Sect’s Outer Sect, there were many from wealthy families.

Many “second-generation cultivators” lived comfortably thanks to their parents’ care.

Jiang Cong had a cultivation of the sixth tier in Qi Cultivation.

But Wang Chen, through observing with the Spiritual Perception Technique, noticed that Jiang’s mana fluctuated a lot, unstable and erratic.

Most likely, he had relied on pills to advance his tiers!

Wang Chen couldn’t understand how such a person was chosen for the Night Patrol Team, just like how he, a Mastery Level Spiritual Plant Farmer of Qi Cultivation tier four, was also conscripted, suspecting there might be more to it.

Looking at Yao Mingjie, the team leader with the demeanour of someone who had lost his father,

Wang Chen felt that the prospects of his team were worrisome.

How difficult was it to safely and quietly be a low-profile cultivator?

Every grain of food was distressing.

Suddenly, the surroundings grew very quiet, and the laughing and talking of his team members could no longer be heard.

The unusual atmosphere made Wang Chen, who was nibbling on a rice ball, lift his head.

Then he saw several young male and female cultivators walking out of the Defense Area with Li Wuji.

Li Wuji normally gave off a cold, domineering, and explosive impression, uncompromising and assertive.

But at this moment, the burly man who stood nearly seven feet tall was bending over with a smile, appearing somewhat obsequiously flattering.

It made one wonder if he had been possessed by an evil wraith!

And the female cultivator walking at the very front, dressed in a moon-white Taoist robe with her black hair styled in a traditional bun and carrying a Cloud-stream Sword on her back,

Her figure was tall and graceful, her pearly teeth and starry eyes exuded an elegant and otherworldly charm, and though she wore a faint smile, it carried a hint of indifference.

Wang Chen instinctively enhanced his vision with the Spiritual Perception Technique.

But before he could take a closer look, the female cultivator suddenly turned her head, her phoenix eyes emitting a menacing and icy aura!

Wang Chen immediately felt as if his eyes were being pricked by needles and nearly cried out in pain on the spot.

He was struck with awe and quickly averted his gaze.

This served as a warning to Wang Chen.

He shouldn’t recklessly use the Spiritual Perception Technique, otherwise, if he encountered someone with sharp spiritual sense and a bad temper, he was undoubtedly asking for trouble.

Yet, this female cultivator also left a deep impression on Wang Chen.

Such long legs, it would be a real waste not to pedal a tricycle!

[Spiritual Perception Technique·Experience +1]

[Spiritual Perception Technique (Mastery):0/200]

The pop-up information in his vision left Wang Chen somewhat speechless.

That one look had actually brought his Spiritual Perception Technique to a mastery level!

While Wang Chen was still in a daze, the sword-bearing female cultivator and her companion had already left the Defense Area.

The next moment, the cultivators nearby Wang Chen erupted into commotion!

“Who is that?”

“What a beautiful girl!”

“Shh, are you lot asking for death? Didn’t you see the Inner Sect Jade Badge hanging on her?”

“No idea which Superior’s disciple she is.”

“What’s an Inner Sect Disciple doing here?”

“Huh!”

At that moment, Jiang Cong suddenly snorted with a sneer: “Are you really that ignorant, not even recognizing her?”

Jiang Cong’s words were filled with mockery, the kind that made people want to punch him.

But nobody wanted to clash with him: “Who is she then?”

Jiang Cong behaved arrogantly and felt superiority coursing through his veins, even daring to be late for the first assembly of the Night Watchman, which made it clear he had some background.

Thus, everyone was hesitant to offend him.

They only listened as Jiang Cong proudly said, “She is Xie Yaoxiu of the Heaven Cloud Seven Beauties, her master is Golden Core True Disciple Superior Zhemei, and Xie Yaoxiu reached Great Perfection in Qi Cultivation two years ago!”

Everyone in the vicinity gasped.

Heaven Cloud Seven Beauties, Golden Core True Disciple, Great Perfection in Qi Cultivation!

For these bottom-tier Outer Sect disciples, such figures were like lofty, untouchable entities atop the clouds.

Looking around, Jiang Cong lowered his voice and said, “It’s rumored that Xie Yaoxiu chose not to break through in order to hone her Sword Intent. Last year, when the Five Peaks Sect Deputy Sect Leader’s son took a fancy to Xie Yaoxiu, he and his father went to Superior Zhemei to ask for her hand in marriage, but the result…”

He deliberately stopped there, waiting until everyone’s attention focused on him to continue: “Xie Yaoxiu proposed to bond over a swords’ duel for marriage, and then, with only a single sword strike…”

“She shaved off that toad’s topknot, scaring him into fleeing back to Five Peaks Mountain overnight!”

As soon as Jiang Cong finished speaking, the surrounding crowd burst into laughter and applause.

“Haha, that’s satisfying!”

“Xie Yaoxiu is mighty!”

“Even that toad dares to lust after a swan, pah!”

“If I could enter the Inner Sect and once again witness Sister Xie’s ethereal beauty, this life would be worth it!”

“You’re daydreaming, go try a handstand pee to wake yourself up!”

Their lively discussion made Wang Chen feel as if he had stumbled upon the gossip corner of a forum.

Jiang Cong was quite a character too.

Not becoming a paparazzi was truly a loss for the entertainment industry!

Dang dang dang!

The copper bell rang, and someone shouted: “The fourth Night Patrol Team, assemble immediately!”

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