I Am Overlord/C2 I will Open Your Eyes to the World Master
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C2 I will Open Your Eyes to the World Master

"Haha, you want to take me as your master? Brat, do you even know who I am?" Zi Changhee laughed as his purple hair danced menacingly.

As if agreeing with its master, the Ash Wolf bared its fangs and gave a deep roar.

"I know that you're the Nineteenth Elder of the glorious Hall of Martial Arts and that you are unparalleled in the current generation." Xiang Shaoyun immediately flattered.

"If I remember correctly, those guards did call him Nineteenth Elder, right?" thought Xiang Shaoyun.

"So what? Not only are you as frail as a kite, but even your cultivation is only at the third grade of Martial Entering Stage. What makes you think that I would accept you as my disciple?" Zi Changhee felt a little curious. Such a glib tongue and that too in a kid?

“If it was any other ordinary third grade Martial Entering Stage cultivator, then I would naturally be undeserving of your attention. However, I, Xiang Shaoyun, am not any ordinary person! When I was born, auspicious clouds descended from the heavens, purple clouds filled the sky, tens of thousands of beasts roared, and hundreds of flowers bloomed—all welcoming me to this world!” Xiang Shaoyun beat his own drum.

Before he had even finished speaking, black lines appeared on Zi Changhe’s forehead; Zi Changhe cut him short. “Enough! Stop bragging! If you were truly as awesome as you’ve bragged, you wouldn’t have been stuck at the Martial Entering Stage!”

“Sigh, nobody believes me when I speak the truth.” Xiang Shaoyun sighed to himself.

“Speak, where did you get this piece of High-Grade Spiritual Crystal?” Zi Changhe changed the subject.

Xiang Shaoyun, after a brief pause, said, “Um... I found it in the river while... um... fishing. Yes, fishing!"

“When did Spirit Crystals became such an easy find?” Zi Changhe asked with a straight face. He didn't believe the kid's crap for a second.

Looking slightly dreary, Xiang Shaoyun lowered his head, spread his hands, and said, “If you don’t believe me, then forget it.” After a brief consideration, he said, “It's unlikely that you would be taking me as your disciple now, so please, just return my crystal.”

Seeing that this youth dared to ask the Hall of Martial Arts' Nineteenth Elder to return the spirit crystal, the two guards thought to themselves, "This brat truly does not know the immensity of heaven and earth! How dare he ask something back from the Nineteenth Elder?"

The Nineteenth Elder was a distinguished character in the Hall of Martial Arts. His conquests even earned him the domineering title—Purple Lightning Marquis!

With surprise etched on his face, Zi Changhe asked, “Brat, I thought that you were offering this to me?”

“I was... with the levy that you would take me as your disciple,” Xiang Shaoyun explained the reasoning behind his totally free "offering."

Zi Changhe’s expression slowly turned cold, and an oppressive might filled the space.

As an expert in the Astral Transformation Stage, most people were unable to withstand his aura.

However, Xiang Shaoyun stood there calmly and casually shrugged him off, completely unaffected.

“Even if you don’t want to take me as your personal disciple, at least give me a chance to enter the Hall of Martial Arts,” Xiang Shaoyun negotiated.

“Hmm... interesting! Fine, this in exchange of the Spirit Crystal,” Zi Changhe laughed.

The boy had already piqued his interest, so he decided to give him a chance. And getting a High-Grade Spiritual Crystal out of it could always be considered a good enough payment.

“Many thanks... master!” Xiang Shaoyun joyfully laughed, heaving a huge sigh of relief.

“Slow down, I’m not your master just yet. Wait until you pass the entrance exam. If you are unable to pass it, don’t blame me when I throw you out later,” Zi Changhe made his stance clear.

“You don’t have to worry about that at all,” Xiang Shaoyun confidently said as he beat his chest. After that, he murmured, "Just don't beg me to accept you as my master later."

Although Xiang Shaoyun was murmuring, Zi Changhe had heard every word with clarity. He unhappily said, “What a narcissistic brat. Okay! I, Zi Changhe, will see for myself if you are truly an amazing genius!”

After saying his piece, Zi Changhe signaled the wolf. The wolf grabbed Xian Shaoyun like it was seizing a chicken and rushed towards the Hall of Martial Arts.

“Hey, hey, how could you do this to me? At least let me ride on it too,” Xiang Shaoyun complained, dissatisfied.

“Don't overestimate yourself! You think you are qualified to ride me?” said the wolf, surprisingly in human language.

“Huh! A demonic beast capable of human speech?” Xiang Shaoyun shouted in amazement. After a second, he said, “However, it’s not like I’ve never ridden talking trash like you before. In fact, I’ve even mounted demonic beast kings before.”

“Tsk, I really want to swallow this brat in one bite,” the wolf angrily complained.

The wolf was a mighty demonic beast, yet the boy called him trash. Even more infuriating was the boy's insistent bragging. How dare he claim that he had ridden demonic beast kings? Unforgivable!

Shooting a glance at Xiang Shaoyun, a complicated expression appeared in Zi Changhe's eyes. He wondered, "Does this brat really have some amazing background?"

The area occupied by the Hall of Martial Arts was vast. Any ordinary village would pale in size when compared to it. Inside, there was a large open space—the outer disciples’ cultivation area. At its core, there was a plethora of every kind of plant life. Towering tall trees, dainty shrubs, and numerous beasts gave this forest an archaic feel. Amongst this forest were numerous huts with profound engravings, enveloped by an imposing mist.

After they arrived in an open area, one would be able to see a stone tablet. There, Zi Changhe flung Xiang Shaoyun toward the stone tablet.

Bang!

“Ouch! Are you trying to kill this young master?” Xiang Shaoyun cried out.

He shouted like he was a pig being slaughtered. He created such a ruckus that everyone was now paying attention to him. Outer disciples who were cultivating left their cultivation and went out to see the spectacle.

“Eh, isn’t that the Purple Lightning Marquis? I’m finally able to see my idol!”

“It really is the Nineteenth Elder! Look at what he’s straddling—a giant demonic wolf! Such an amazing demonic beast!”

“The Purple Lightning Marquis is well known along with his trademark spear. Together, they’ve terrorized the demonic beasts of the Hundred Beast Mountain to the point where the beasts do not dare to come close to Wu Village. How I wish I could be as strong as him one day!"

"Wait, the scream came from that boy that the Purple Lightning Marquis brought right? Who is he?"

“They're right in front of the Evaluation Stele, could it be that the nineteenth elder is taking in a disciple?”

"..."

The outer court disciples were all simultaneously talking about what was happening right in front of them.

“This is the Evaluation Stele. It can test not only your strength but also the innate talent you have. Give it a shot,” Zi Changhe spoke as he crossed his arms, looking down at Xiang Shaoyun on the floor.

He wanted to see just how heaven-defyingly amazing this boastful brat was.

"Okay, then I will allow master to broaden your horizons!" Xiang Shaoyun said, full of confidence as he climbed up from the floor.

He then closed his eyes, entering a state of tranquility.

He stood there unmoving as if it was the prelude to an expert about to unleash his signature move.

Close to a thousand disciples were holding their breath, eyes glued to the youth in front of them. They were all curious as to how amazing the Purple Lightning Marquis' personal disciple was.

After a while, Xiang Shaoyun opened his eyes, thrusting one of his fists into the Evaluation Stele.

Bang!

The Evaluation Stele had a reaction to Xiang Shaoyun's punch. It rippled with a greyish color, and then three thin lines barely condensed in front of everybody.

At this moment, everyone was dumbfounded! The crowd was... stunned.

"A-am I going blind? H-he's only in the third grade of the Martial Entering Stage!"

"You're not. I also saw only three lines, and they were grey. He really is in the third grade of Martial Entering Stage!"

"I-is he really the Purple Lightning Marquis' personal disciple? I can beat him to a pulp with one hand."

"Is there still justice in this world? Even this piece of trash can become the personal disciple of the Nineteenth Elder? Unbelievable!"

"He’s not the illegitimate child of the Nineteenth Elder, now is he?"

"..."

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