Awakening Of The Ancient: Rise Of The Fallen Chapter 65
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The class continued for a little longer as Ye Ning answered everyone's questions.
Xu Ming felt like he was benefitting a lot from this knowledge since he had just taken his first step in the path of cultivation.
Ye Ning further answered some questions before she looked towards the class.
"Does anyone else have any questions related to cultivation?" She asked as she didn't get any questions.
No One asked any questions, but strangely enough, someone in the background raised their hand.
Even Ye Ning was shocked as she saw the servant boy who was standing in the back raise his hand. It looked like he was asking for permission to ask a question.
She couldn't help but wonder, 'What question would a servant have?'
Before she could speak anything, the whole class started mocking him. Mostly the boys were doing it, but there were some girls involved as well.
"Hahaha... Are my eyes working properly? I think I'm seeing the beggar raising his hand to ask a question."
"How embarrassing. Now even a trash servant thinks that he is a part of the class. Is he trying to compare himself to us?"
"Hahaha, what question do you think he can ask? Can a servant really have a worthy question?"
The class started speaking in a sarcastic tone as they made fun of Xu Ming.
"Silence!" Ye Ning let out loud with an annoyed expression on her face.
The whole class turned silent in an instant.
"Ask your question." She told Xu Ming. She was quite curious as to what he would ask.
"Ahh..." Xu Ming was somewhat hesitant now that he finally got the opportunity.
"Don't worry. Ask your question." She said as she saw him hesitating.
Xu Ming gazed at her as he gathered his courage and asked.
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"Ah, When a person cultivates and he finds it difficult to absorb sufficient energy, Is there a way to solve it?" Xu Ming asked finally.
"Energy? Is he talking about Qi? Such a stupid guy!" Someone mocked him as they heard his question.
The person who had spoken turned silent as he saw Ye Ning glaring at him.
"I might have an answer to your question, but I don't think it's the kind of answer you're looking for. Since you feel like you can't absorb Qi, that can only meet one thing. Your potential is reaching its limit and it's going to be impossible for you to achieve further breakthrough." She replied.
"Also, there is no solution for it. I don't think there is anyone who can increase someone's potential."
"It's the reality that everyone must face. Everyone has a limited potential gifted by the heavens. While some have high limits, the others have low limits. I would suggest you keep your hopes low." She replied to Xu Ming.
"Oh, thank you for explaining." Xu Ming replied. Although he didn't believe her words in the least, he didn't let it show on his face.
"Alright then, back to the lecture. Now I'll tell you some things about cultivation and how you can increase your concentration."
Ye Ning changed the topic and started talking to the disciples of the outer sect.
After an hour, she left. All the disciples and Xu Ming were left behind.
One of the boys stood up and walked towards Xu Ming.
He stopped right beside him and placed his hands on his shoulders.
"Hey trash, I used to think that you are someone decent, but it looks like you're worse trash than I thought. You haven't even started cultivation and you already reached your limits. I don't even feel like bullying you as that would only be me dirtying my hands." The man gazed at him like he was looking at a trash can.
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He turned back and left.
There were quite a lot of people waiting to see a good show, but they were left disappointed.
They all left after some time and only Xu Ming was left.
"The heavens have limited my potential? I'm the son of my invincible Father and the grandson of the Heavenly Emperor. Even if heaven is against me, they can't stop me." Xu Ming muttered with a determined look on his face.
He cleaned the class once more before he left.
He walked back to his hut.
Entering his hut, he again closed the door and sat down on his bed.
He again began his cultivation as he started absorbing the Original Energy at whatever slow pace he could.
From that day onwards, his daily routine was decided.
He would go to class. He would clean it. He would listen to the class. He would clean the class again and came back home to cultivate.
Just like this, days kept passing slowly.
In the blink of an eye, three years had passed. In these three years, Xu Ming never stopped cultivation for even a day. He kept his patience as he kept strengthening himself in hopes of entering the core sect and taking back the necklace.
It was Xu Ming's 8th birthday, but he didn't even remember it. He was only focused on getting stronger.
Xu Ming was slightly taller now, but he still looked like an innocent kid.
He was sitting on his bed and cultivating. In these three years, he had managed to break through to the 8th stage of the Body Refining Realm.
Although he wasn't satisfied with this progress, he couldn't do anything as the place had a really low quantity of Origin Energy.
He couldn't help but wonder if all of the mortal world had such a low Origin Energy or just the place he was in had it. He had a doubt that although this place was a heaven for Qi Cultivators, it was a literal backwater place for Origin Energy cultivators.
He had also verified another assumption of his. It was true that none of the cultivators were able to see his cultivation. He had stood in front of Elder Jin, but even he couldn't see it.
It seemed like Elder Jin had forgiven him since he was getting his allowance of 5 bronze coins per month. Though he still wasn't given the basic cultivation manual. It's not like he needed it though.
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