C6 Meeting

The intricacies of the God Shadow Step coursed through Fu Chengyang's mind, each movement replaying swiftly in his thoughts. As he began to circulate his Qi, countless afterimages burst into existence around him, moving at such a blistering pace that they were nearly impossible to discern.

Upon reopening his eyes, Fu Chengyang could sense that he had fully integrated the technique. The footwork was exceptional, yet he had only just begun to familiarize himself with it and had much practice ahead before he could master it. With diligent cultivation, he was confident it would evolve into the elusive God Shadow Step, impossible to trace.

For now, he was merely a novice, and the final form of the technique was still a distant goal. He inserted another jade slip into his Spiritual Sense, which eagerly absorbed the information. A long sword materialized in his hand, and as Zhou Fei executed the movements, the sword danced with a fluid grace. Though the strikes lacked sharpness, they were perfectly suited to complement the Heavensfall Blade. The combined force of the two would undoubtedly surpass the strength of the Heavensfall Blade wielded alone.

Content with his progress, Fu Chengyang decided it was time to depart from the Ten Thousand Book Pavilion. Just then, he overheard hushed conversations.

"Have you heard? Fu Chengyang, who's been in the sect for over a decade without showing any promise, has somehow managed to defeat the senior disciple who had reached the Golden Core Realm."

"Is that true? But the elder had declared Fu Chengyang to be of limited talent. How could he possibly overcome the Eldest Senior Brother, especially when he's among the elite in the sect?"

Fu Chengyang was notoriously labeled as a failure, with the elder proclaiming his lack of potential. For years, he had quietly accepted his fate as a nonentity. Yet, how had his fortunes reversed so dramatically, to the point of defeating the Eldest Senior Brother?

The thought left one person utterly astonished, while another, though confused, nodded in agreement, sighing, "It just goes to show, he's fortunate. It seems his time to rise has come at last. Unlike us, who are still waiting for our moment to advance in our cultivation."

Cultivation isn't something you can have just by wishing for it; it depends on your innate talent.

Yet, clearly, their talents were mediocre. After years of cultivation with just average abilities, they had achieved only modest progress, slightly outshining the Outer Sect disciples within their sect.

"If only we could be like Fu Chengyang," one of them lamented, fully aware of the impossibility.

Perhaps Fu Chengyang had simply stumbled upon some incredible stroke of luck. How else could he have improved so dramatically all of a sudden?

Still, he had improved. Before, when they saw no progress in their own cultivation, they could find some solace in comparing themselves to Fu Chengyang.

Now that Fu Chengyang had made strides, what excuse could they use to console themselves?

Pondering this, they both let out a heavy sigh.

Golden characters suddenly appeared in their minds.

Name: Chang Lian

Level: First Level of Foundation Establishment (Gray)

Life Matrix: Ordinary Talent (Gray)

Destiny: Immense Wealth (Gray)

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Immense Wealth: He embarked on the path of cultivation out of desire. Yet, due to a lack of progress, he decided to leave the sect and return home to inherit the family fortune, ultimately becoming a wealthy commoner.

Name: Wang Rong

Level: First Level of Foundation Establishment (Gray)

Life Matrix: Ordinary Talent (Gray)

Destiny: Peaceful End (Gray), Imminent Death (Black)

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Peaceful End: After exiting the Ten Thousand Book Pavilion, he was crushed by a collapsing door pillar. In life, he had saved an ordinary Outer Sect disciple, who paid for his burial.

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Fu Chengyang stopped reading there.

Chang Lian was relatively fortunate. Although he lacked cultivation, he had wealth. Even if he gave up on cultivation, he could still inherit his family's riches.

Wang Rong, on the other hand, was truly tragic. He had snuck into the Ten Thousand Book Pavilion only to meet his end crushed by a door pillar upon leaving.

Such a pitiful fate.

Just then, a woman's voice rang out, "Instead of wishing to become someone else, it's better to work hard and improve your own talents. Fu Chengyang may have achieved his current state overnight, but that doesn't mean he hasn't put in the effort. Rather than envying others' luck, you should focus on how to enhance your own cultivation."

The two were startled by these words and looked around to find the speaker, only to see a beautiful face marked with pride and disdain.

Upon inspecting the woman's fortune, Fu Chengyang was taken aback.

Name: Shen Yueluo

Level: Above Golden Core (Perfect)

Fate: Immortal Body (Perfect), Excellent Immortal Gift (Perfect)

Destiny: Heaven's Pride (Perfect), Steady Ascension (Perfect)

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Heaven's Pride: Glimpses the future, possessing aptitudes far above the average person, making cultivation easier. A genius in the cultivation world, adored by the Sect Master and the Elders.

The script she held: "Unparalleled Under the Moon."

Shen Yueluo's destiny was indeed enviable, far surpassing that of Lu Xingyao. She wasn't just powerful due to her cultivation; she was a natural genius, making her path much smoother than that of an ordinary person.

Her arrogance stemmed from her own considerable strength, which allowed her to reach heights unattainable by most.

The script she held was indeed impressive.

Fu Chengyang felt a mix of emotions. He had thought he was the only one in this world who could alter the script, but here was the true master of it. And though he could only discern that her level was above Golden Core, her true realm remained elusive to him. She certainly had an air of mystery about her.

Fu Chengyang couldn't help but feel curious about her.

While everyone else was preoccupied with how to diligently cultivate and improve their cultivation, she already held the script of life's leading lady, free from such concerns.

Meanwhile, the two disciples were feeling somewhat ashamed.

"Junior Sister is right; we shouldn't be thinking like that. We've been in the sect for so many years without any noticeable progress in our cultivation."

"Exactly, junior sister, with your high level of cultivation, you naturally don't have to worry about these things. But for the two of us with our low cultivation levels, there's plenty to worry about."

The pair shared a bitter laugh, their envy, jealousy, and resentment toward Shen Yueluo's cultivation abilities palpable.

Female disciples were few and far between in the sect, yet Shen Yueluo stood out as the most renowned among them, her exceptional talent evident from the moment she joined.

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