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Immortality Begins with Breathing Exercises-Chapter 473 - 183: True Disciple (Part 2)
Among this group of disciples, only Gu Qing is a competitor, which makes Bo Yi feel a bit uninterested.
Gu Qing is a taciturn person, with eyes only for Martial Dao, nothing else beyond that.
Competing with someone so pure to the point of being naive leaves Bo Yi uninterested.
Now there’s a new talented rival, igniting a new fighting spirit in Bo Yi’s heart.
"Then you might be disappointed, I’m not participating in the true disciple assessment three years from now."
Lin Zheyu smiled lightly and said casually.
"Hmm?"
"Are you really that lacking in ambition?"
"If you’re not even brave enough to compete, then I’ll be very disappointed."
"The true disciple assessment happens once every ten years. If you don’t participate in three years, you’ll face more opponents in thirteen years." 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚
"If you want to participate in the next true disciple assessment, you can’t advance to Transforming Force; only disciples in the Bone Marrow Refining Realm are eligible to compete for the true disciple slots."
"In ten-plus years, how old will you be... uh..."
Bo Yi swallowed his words.
He originally wanted to say that spending so much time in the Bone Marrow Refining Realm isn’t worthwhile.
After advancing to the Bone Marrow Refining Realm, although one gains a new vitality, it’s not to be squandered recklessly.
The more vigorous the Life Force and the stronger the vitality, the quicker the breakthrough to the Huajin Level.
If too much time is wasted in the Bone Marrow Refining Realm, one would miss the best cultivation period when reaching Transforming Force, and progress would be very slow.
Bo Yi just wanted to say this when he saw Lin Zheyu’s delicate, fair, collagen-rich face, resembling a twenty-year-old youth.
He suddenly couldn’t continue.
Goodness, he’s so young it’s almost unfair.
When Bo Yi himself had just advanced to the Bone Marrow Refining Realm and rejuvenated his vitality, he didn’t look as young as Lin Zheyu does now.
"I don’t need to participate in the true disciple assessment." Lin Zheyu said softly.
"What?"
Bo Yi was filled with confusion upon hearing this—what did he mean by not needing to participate?
Just as he was about to continue questioning, the assembly had already begun.
With the appearance of Bai Zhong, the entire venue instantly fell silent.
"There are several important matters to announce at this assembly."
"First is regarding the Demon Celestial Palace."
"The power of the Demon Celestial Palace is far larger than imagined; it’s entrenched like a massive spider web, sprawling across the Great Wei Territory."
"These Demon Martial Artists collude with evil sect forces, secretly plotting unknown schemes."
"Under the leadership of the Great Wei official, the Demon Extermination Alliance composed of many sects and family forces has been formed. Tasks related to this will be issued in the near future, and you can actively participate."
"In addition to the official rewards, for each Demon Martial Artist slain, Infinite Sect will give additional contribution point rewards based on the demon’s strength."
"..."
Bai Zhong slowly spoke.
The delay was due to this matter, only managing to rush back for this assembly.
The authorities in Great Wei have begun paying attention to the issue with Demon Martial Artists.
It is said that the quick fall of the Southern Barbarians is inseparable from the large number of Demon Martial Artists lurking in the city.
If not for the aid from the Ancient Demon Race, it wouldn’t have been possible to take the entire Southern Barbarian area so silently and rapidly.
Besides the matter of Demon Martial Artists, there are changes in internal sect positions.
Inner Sect Disciples, upon reaching Huajin Level or surpassing a certain age, will shed their disciple status without any support.
They need to find a position within the sect, to burn their energy and add fuel to the prosperity of the sect.
Apart from sect affairs, there are announcements of other major events, such as the formal establishment of Buddhism in Wuling City, the Northern Barbarian Race causing disturbances, requiring manpower for support, etc.
Lin Zheyu sat below, listening quietly.
An ordinary assembly has allowed him to come into contact with much information previously inaccessible.
The level he’s involved with has risen, his social circle has evolved; many things once difficult to obtain and costly to learn are now at his fingertips.
"Alright, now let’s announce the final matter."
"These days, I’m sure you’ve seen the new sect disciple."
Bai Zhong said calmly, looking towards Lin Zheyu.
The sect disciples followed suit and turned their eyes to Lin Zheyu.
"He is Lin Zheyu."
"Due to the matter of the Demon Celestial Palace, I’ve been delayed from returning and accepting him as my disciple."
"From now on, he’ll be the new true disciple of the Bitao Pavilion."
Bai Zhong’s voice was like a bomb exploding in the hearts of unknown disciples.
They looked at Lin Zheyu in shock, filled with disbelief.
To become a true disciple right upon entry, bypassing the Inner Sect disciple stage directly, his talent and comprehension must be incredibly extraordinary!
Beside Lin Zheyu, Bo Yi’s eyes were wide open, staring blankly at Lin Zheyu’s back.
He finally understood what Lin Zheyu meant earlier.
"You knew all along, didn’t you?"
Huang Youwei’s companions were equally shocked and couldn’t help but ask him.
"Of course."
"I knew it from the first day he arrived at Infinite Sect."
Huang Youwei said proudly.
Initially, learning he had inexplicably gained a little uncle-master made Huang Youwei’s mood terrible.
But upon later guessing that Zhao Hao was an alias for Lin Zheyu, and having someone test Lin Zheyu’s strength, he changed his attitude.
Lin Zheyu slowly stepped onto the stage, respectfully saluting Bai Zhong.
The master-disciple ceremony was ready.
The process was simple: under everyone’s witness—pay homage to ancestors, sign the discipleship notice, swear an oath, offer tea, and listen to Bai Zhong’s instructions.
The ceremony was completed.
There wasn’t the traditional kneeling process found in folk customs.







