<<>>Chapter 1: The Youth's Dao Lineage

Two years ago, I told you that your essence is primordial Saint. Only by cultivating the "Swallowing Heaven" technique can you awaken as a Saint.

"As long as you cultivate this skill, even at the forging realm, you will have a strength of 100,000 jin!"

With ancient tunes echoing in his ears, Dao Ling sneered in his dream. Ten thousand jin of forging strength? That would be laughed out of existence, for ten thousand jin is already considered strong in the forging realm.

But on second thought, a look of surprise flashed across his delicate face.

"Bang!"

The table suddenly let out a loud bang, Dao Ling's heart jumped violently, and he instantly woke up from his dream. His body instinctively stood up, and his eyes saw a beautiful face, still with a trace of angry blush.

Here is Aoyama Gakuin University, Dao Ling is a student here, and before him is his mentor.

Ye Yun's slender jade hand clenched, her silver teeth biting her crimson lips. This good-for-nothing is sleeping again in the martial arts hall!

A chorus of laughter echoed around them. Dao Ling was known as the infamous waste at Qing Shan Academy, having spent two years there without any progress in cultivation. He slept all day and seemed unable to get enough rest.

Therefore, he had a nickname, 'The Sleep God'.

Dao Ling was not in the mood to appreciate the beautiful faces of the people before him, even though his angry expression wasn't unattractive.

At this moment, he was deeply shocked because the voice from his dream had appeared two years ago.

Two years ago, he 'trained' through a period of hardship, fainted after that, and then heard this voice, also receiving a martial arts technique called 《Swallow Heaven》.

At first, Dao Ling thought it was an illusion, that someone was playing tricks on him, because practicing according to the description in the cultivation technique would be a death sentence.

He said, "Still calling me a saint? Dao Ling snorted. With this body of mine, I can't even get enough sleep every day. Am I really the legendary saint?"

But after two years, this strange voice appeared again, even asking me to practice the "Swallowing Heaven" technique. This made him find it unbelievable. Could it not be a hallucination? Who was speaking?

Ye Yun's cheeks flushed with anger, the flames of resentment burning even brighter. He didn't apologize for sleeping in and being caught by me, and he just pretended to be deep in thought. What was he trying to do? Did I spoil him too much by always taking care of him, so now he ignores me!

A cold breath swept over, Dao Ling shuddered, and saw Ye Yun's piercing gaze. He felt a chill run down his spine and stammered, "Master, I'm sorry."

Ye Yun let out a cold snort, her eyes as cold as frost fell upon the black boulder on the stage. Today, she would definitely make him lose face! From now on, she wouldn't care about him anymore.

"Continue the test, Qian Lin. Let's see what you can do now."

As Ye Yun's voice fell, envious gazes from all around gathered on a handsome young man. He raised his head, a smug look on his face, and strode towards the black monolith.

"Drink!" Qian Lin let out a low shout, his fist rolling in the air, arms all tense, and suddenly slammed into the boulder.

With a shout, a powerful force struck, and the entire boulder moved.

Many small faces stiffened up. If this punch landed on someone, what a sight it would be!

Noticing the shocked expressions around him, Qian Lin's smugness grew even stronger. He turned to Ye Yun, his eyes flashing with intense heat.

But being the first at Seian Academy, who wouldn't want to get close to her? However, until now, I haven't heard of anyone pursuing Gong, and her background is also quite complicated. Many people suspect she ran here to Seian Academy for some reason.

Then, Qian Lin's gaze fell on Dao Ling. His eyes were filled with disdain. In front of me, he wasn't even as good as a lump of shit.

"Qian Lin, five-inch fist print, strength ten thousand jin!"

Ye Yun's voice, tinged with slight satisfaction, echoed through the hall, causing a wave of astonishment. Ten thousand jin of force! What a formidable display of power! In half a month, it would be the day for Star Academy's recruitment. Qian Lin was bound to shine brightly.

Reaching this realm tests one's innate talent. The stronger it is, the greater its future potential will be. Once it reaches ten thousand jin, one can strive for the next martial arts realm.

"Ten thousand jin?" Dao Ling's fist clenched instantly, a bit incredulous. Ten thousand jin in the forging realm? Was that even real? Even in the entire Qing Shan Academy, the strongest person only had two thousand jin of strength!

And Qingzhou's first prodigy, Qing Yi Fei, with only 50,000 jin of strength in his cultivation realm, achieved this result, which shook the entire Qingzhou.

The entire Qingzhou was vast, its territory boundless, with countless prodigies. As the number one prodigy, it goes without saying that this person was a terrifying existence.

"Is this 'Swallowing Heaven' technique really real?" Dao Ling's breathing was a little rapid. He had read this technique countless times, and if one followed the instructions to cultivate it, they would surely die!

Ye Yun glanced at the giant stone, her eyes falling on Dao Ling's face. She noticed his absent-mindedness and even his rapid breathing. Her face sank, and she hurriedly retreated a few steps.

"You, you sleeping god!" Ye Yun's eyes flashed with anger. It must have been because she was too close to him just now, did this good-for-nothing develop some evil thoughts? That's gotta be it!

Ye Yun was the dream girl of the entire academy, but who dared to provoke her? A murderous glare locked onto Dao Ling. Who gave him the courage?

Dao Ling didn't notice the furious scene around him, but was hesitating whether to cultivate the "Swallowing Heaven" technique.

Ye Yun's eyes blazed with anger. He was still thinking? Was he still fantasizing? With a furious expression, he roared, "Dao Ling, you go test your strength now!"

Hearing this, Dao Ling's heart skipped a beat, his fists clenched. He glanced at Ye Yun's unsightly face and said with a wry smile, "It's over for me. I definitely angered the master."

There was a burst of laughter. Dao Ling was definitely going to be unlucky, wasn't he? He's going to throw stones? Maybe if you let him throw cotton balls, it would be better.

Dao Ling froze his footsteps and walked up. In his two years at Qingshan Academy, every mentor on the martial stage treated him as entertainment. Only Ye Yun wasn't. This time, he must have caused trouble, otherwise, it wouldn't be like this.

"Still, maybe get hurt once more. Perhaps this will appease the Master's anger." Dao Ling looked at the giant stone and gave a wry smile.

He gritted his teeth, raised his fist, and slammed it into the boulder.

As the fist drew closer, Ye Yun's eyelashes fluttered lightly. Her silver teeth bit her red lips, then she stomped her foot hard and slapped her palm upwards with a sudden force. A gust of wind erupted from her palm, sweeping over Dao Ling and pulling him back.

The punch missed, and Dao Ling's face grew even more pained. He still let me go.

A group of people who were about to see a good show, all looked stunned. The mentor actually forgave him? The mentor is too kind! This kind of person should be left to rot so he'd learn a lesson.

Dao Ling sighed, his small face stiffened for a moment, then he noticed Ye Yun's eyes filled with loss. This made his heart ache, his finger bones clenched so tightly they creaked, and his sharp nails dug into his palm, bringing a piercing pain.

The hardest thing to face is this kind of absentmindedness. As for contempt and mockery, he has grown accustomed to them.

"Master, I'm sorry." Watching Ye Yun walk past with a cold face, Dao Ling couldn't help but say.

"Go back." Ye Yun shook her head, feeling very disheartened. He just slept all day and she had no idea what he was doing here. In half a month, it would be the day for Xingchen Academy's admissions. If he still had no fighting strength, he was destined to be expelled, and his future life would be extremely miserable.

In this world, if you are not a warrior, you are destined to be a waste.

Dao Ling took a deep breath and, under the contemptuous gazes of those around him, returned to his seat. He remained silent for a long time, a powerful determination surging in his heart. He absolutely couldn't be expelled from the academy, otherwise, the cripple would be very sad.

"Swallow Heaven!" Dao Ling's fists clenched, his pretty face flashing with madness.

"I have nothing to lose by fighting for a future!" he gritted his teeth, "I can't keep going like this. Every day I fall asleep without thinking, and eventually I won't even have a way to make a living. Am I supposed to let the cripple support me my whole life?"

His eyes were a little red, this was a gamble, the stakes were life and death!

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