The Inheritance Jade Disc was located in a valley northeast of the Library Hall.
It resembled a cyan mirror, hanging down from a mountain several dozen feet high.
This Jade Disc had been refined by a Great Power from the Taihang Sect for later generations of disciples to comprehend.
The Inheritance Jade Disc was divided into three parts.
The first part contained insights on Martial Arts Techniques and cultivation, with explanations ranging from Basic Martial Skills to High-tier Martial Skills, and was only open to Inner Court Disciples.
The second part contained insights on cultivating the external release of Yuan Jin, open only to Martial Artists at the Sixth Rank of Meridian Opening.
The third part contained insights on Qi Refining and Force Transformation, which was opened once a year for Outer Courtyard disciples during their annual assessment.
Every year, disciples benefited from it.
Some comprehended a Martial Technique to the state of Great Success, some grasped the method of condensing Yuan Jin, and some understood the operational principles of a certain Cultivation Technique, breaking through from the Fifth Rank of Meridian Opening to the Sixth Rank overnight.
There were even talented disciples at the Sixth Rank of Meridian Opening who sat before the Inheritance Jade Disc for three consecutive days, comprehended the principles of externally releasing Yuan Jin, and became a Martial Artist…
Therefore, the Inheritance Jade Disc and the Library Hall were two of Black Water Academy’s Forbidden Lands.
Elders guarded them year-round, and without the proper token of authority, one could not access these two places.
After all, these two locations were the foundation of Black Water Academy.
When Shen Fan arrived at the Inheritance Jade Disc, several hundred Outer Courtyard disciples were scrambling and fighting, cursing and brawling in a chaotic mess.
Without exception, all of them were disciples at the Third Rank of Meridian Opening or higher.
As for disciples at the Second Rank of Meridian Opening, they had neither the opportunity nor the right to enter this place.
A Martial Artist Elder in a dark blue coat stood guard at the valley entrance.
His gaze swept over Shen Fan as he said indifferently, “Third Rank of Meridian Opening. You may enter. The Inheritance Jade Disc will activate in one hour. Only the third part will be opened. You have three days to comprehend. How much you can grasp will depend on your own creation.”
With a wave of his sleeve, the Elder unleashed a powerful surge of Qi Jin, opening the iron gate that blocked the valley.
With another wave of his sleeve, he generated a powerful gust of wind that sent Shen Fan inside.
His methods were sublime, a display of exquisite control.
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To think it has such power.
If that Elder wanted to kill me, I wouldn’t even be able to fight back.
I have to increase my strength as soon as possible.
If an Elder at the Martial Artist stage is this strong, just how terrifying must Pharmacist Guo, who has advanced to the Peak of the Middle Stage of Cave Profound, be!’
Shen Fan’s expression grew taut.
It was the first time he had seen an expert at the Martial Artist stage take action, and they were even more formidable than he had imagined.
Below the Inheritance Jade Disc, a bluestone plaza a hundred zhang in radius stretched out before his feet.
Identical green Meditation Cushions were arranged in a bagua formation.
There were several hundred spots in total, but the truly good positions were only the sixty-four in the front.
“Fuck off! I’ve killed Fierce Beasts at the peak of the low tier, you think I’m afraid of you?!”
“I’m Han Ping, younger brother of Hanfang, one of the Outer Courtyard’s Top Ten Disciples! You dare fight me for this spot? Do you have a death wish?!”
“Are you blind, or are you just blind? Can’t you see this is the Disciple Association’s territory? If you know what’s good for you, crawl away! Dammit, these guys have less and less respect for our Disciple Association these days!”
…
The sounds of fists and feet colliding, of shouting, roaring, and spitting blood, all mixed together, turning the area into a rowdy Beast Fighting Arena.
Those disciples who believed they had some strength all made their move, fighting for the sixty-four best spots at the front.
After all, those sixty-four positions offered a better vantage point for comprehending the Jade Disc.
The top ten spots were especially coveted, as their proximity allowed for the best comprehension.
Every year, the disciples who gained the most were invariably the ones who had secured those top ten positions.
Of course, the top ten spots belonged to the Outer Courtyard’s Top Ten Disciples, so the others tacitly avoided them.
Shen Fan’s cultivation had already reached the Peak of the Third Rank of Meridian Opening, and he had condensed Nine and a Half Yuan Jin.
Aside from the disciples who had condensed Yuan Jin, who gave him some pause, he feared no one else.
He headed straight for the top ten spots.
Since he was here to comprehend, he would naturally choose a good position.
Shen Fan stopped at the third spot and sat down cross-legged.
The boisterous plaza fell silent.
A strange atmosphere spread as everyone turned to look at him.
In their gazes toward Shen Fan, there was confusion, bewilderment, disdain, ridicule…
In the Outer Courtyard, there was no one he feared now.
He closed his eyes slightly, immersing his Divine Soul in the Yin-Yang Space to deduce the Great Sorrow Palm.
Time was like flowing water; if you didn’t seize it, it would quietly slip away.
At this moment, members of the Disciple Association came walking over.
“Hey, are you blind?! The first ten spots are for the Outer Courtyard’s Top Ten Disciples. There’s no place for you here…” a disciple from the Disciple Association at the Peak of the Third Rank of Meridian Opening cursed, charging over aggressively with two other disciples.
“Get lost!” Shen Fan struck out with a palm, like a stone stele crashing down, sending the disciple at the Peak of the Third Rank of Meridian Opening flying.
Seeing their leader defeated in a single blow, the other two disciples hastily distanced themselves from Shen Fan.
‘No wonder he dared to occupy one of the Top Ten Disciples’ spots.
So he actually has the strength.’
“Shen Fan, I’ve been looking for you for over two months. I never thought I’d find you here!” Zhang Sheng’s sinister voice called out from a distance.
At that moment, Zhang Sheng was following behind another person, looking unbearably arrogant.
“Senior Brother Zhang Wu is here, and Zhang Sheng too!” The silent disciples erupted into a clamor again.
Zhang Wu lived up to his name.
He was tall and burly, with a ferocious expression.
His body was a mass of muscles like lumps of iron.
He looked like a Barbarian Bear, radiating explosive power and hostility.
He had the cultivation of the Peak of the Third Rank of Meridian Opening.
When he released his aura slightly, the faint presence of Half-Yuan Jin emerged within his Primordial Qi, creating a faint pressure on the disciples present who had not yet begun to condense Half-Yuan Jin.
“Senior Brother Zhang Wu has actually condensed Half-Yuan Jin! I just wonder how many tenths he’s managed,” a disciple said respectfully after sensing the Yuan Jin aura from Zhang Wu.
“Senior Brother Zhang Wu is ranked eighth in the Outer Courtyard. I heard he cultivates the Mid-tier Martial Skill, Iron Cloth Shirt, and has already reached the Great Success Realm. They also say he cultivates a High-level Palm Technique, the Iron Palm, which has reached the Small Success Realm. Half a month ago, at the foot of the Sunset Mountain Range, he killed the lone bandit, Tie Dashan, with a single palm strike.”
“Tie Dashan had cultivated the Mid-tier Martial Skill, Golden Bell Shield, to Great Success, and had condensed one-tenth of a Half-Yuan Jin. He was an infamous bandit in the Martial Disciple Realm, and he couldn’t even take one palm strike from Senior Brother Zhang Wu? Are you kidding me?”
“Hmph! You’re just ignorant. Not only that, but a few days ago, Senior Brother Zhang Wu sparred with Senior Brother Hanfang, who’s ranked seventh. After a hundred moves, Senior Brother Hanfang admitted defeat!”
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Zhang Wu ignored the crowd’s discussion and charged toward Shen Fan’s spot like a tyrant.
Behind him, Zhang Sheng stared at the seated Shen Fan with a venomous expression, a cold smirk on his lips.
Ever since Shen Fan had crippled two of his fingers, he had thought day and night about how to get his revenge.
“Hiding for over two months, and you finally come out?” Zhang Wu said, frowning, his face devoid of expression.