Chapter 013

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Although the full name mentioned here are Chinese style, (example: Fang Hao, surname Fang first then given name Hao), the names clubbed with descriptions are description and then given name instead of description and surname (example Fatty Hao and not Fatty Meng).

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Fang Hao had managed to drink three cups of the potent spirit wine, before he was at his limit, even with circulation of the Sublime Qi Manual. When he could barely circulate it, he clasp his hands unsteadily, and left the Assignment Hall, waddling along. However, he didn’t make it too far a few meters away from the Assignment hall, he fell on the ground and lost consciousness. When he woke up…it was almost dawn. He didn’t have anything like a hangover, but instead felt refreshed and energized!

‘That was some good booze alright! I got totally sloshed and don’t feel like I have a hangover…In fact I feel better than ever. Although sleeping from noon to almost dawn was a bit wasteful Meh, 9/10 would drink again.’ thought Fang Hao in a jolly mood as he retreated to his courtyard. He checked his status screen and was overjoyed to see that both his spirit and Qi stat had made some gains.

He was unaware that his unexpected streak of good fortune had worsened the impression he had among his fellow outer disciples. Quite a few of them had seen a lump of fat snoring outside the entrance of the Assignment Hall in broad daylight. A few of them wanted to kick the shit out of him, but wisely refrained doing so considering the proximity to old man Zhu.

Fang Hao inspected the scroll Old man Zhu had given, and was pleased to see that it contained the 4th to the 6th layer of the Sublime Qi manual. In little over a week, he managed to complete one circulation of the 4th layer. It was faster than what he expected, and he suspected that it had something to do with all the spirit wine he had drunk. Fang Hao smoothly leveled up to the 4th layer of Qi gathering and mastered the 3rd step of the Divine Vajra Body scripture. A couple of weeks before the outer disciple annual tournament, he had managed to practice one circulation of the 5th layer of the sublime Qi scripture and had started practicing the 4th move of the Divine Vajra Body Scripture. Before his dawn meal he reviewed his status screen, satisfied with his progress.

STATUS SCREENName:Fang HaoRace:HumanGender:MaleAge:15 yearsTitles:Class:CultivatorUnused Skill Points:9Realm:Qi Gathering RealmLevel:4Current Experience:1356Level Up at Experience:2367Active Effects:StatsPhysique:1.8Finesse:1.5Spirit:2.0Qi6.6/6.6TraitsCalmLuckyPrimal Instinct?? Immortal Monk's Prospective Disciple ??Manuals and ScripturesSublime Qi Manual

(1st Realm, 5th Layer)Divine Vajra Body Scripture

(0 seals, 3 moves)

‘With these stats, the annual competition shouldn’t be too hard, unless they make me fight someone at the 9th or 10th layer of the Qi Gathering Realm. My physique and finesse stats can easily match up to those at the 7th layer of Qi gathering realm, and I could put up a good fight against those at the 8th layer of Qi gathering realm. That is assuming they have average techniques though. All I remember is a bit of krav maga…that should suffice for now.’ He reached the dining hall, piled up his plate with braised pork belly, a scoop of vegetables and some rice.

He navigated his way to the fatties of his clique, greeted them and started eating furiously. Soon fatty Lin joined their table and had a worried look on his face. He swallowed a mouthful of food and said, “Fatty Hao, there is trouble brewing for you.” Fang Hao paused eating and inquired with a worried face, “How so?”

“Remember Zhen Li, who heavily offended Old man Zhu during chore allocation? His brother successfully broke through to the Foundation Establishment realm and became a Core Disciple! He learned of his little brother’s matter and was furious. However, he couldn’t go too overboard with Old man Zhu, as it was a dumb move by his brother, criticized by all. So his target was us, especially you!”

Fang Hao frowned at this and asked, ‘How so? Do I need to be wary of a foundation establishment realm cultivator making my life difficult?’ The mention of foundation establishment cultivator had got everyone’s attention. Fatty Zhang frowned as he said, “He is a core disciple! And his brother clearly disrespected a senior in public, which is a big taboo. How can he have the face to personally deal with us? Even if he challenges you to a life and death arena duel, you have no need to accept it!”

Fatty Lin sighed as he revealed some recent developments. “While that is true brother Zhang, he used his status as a core disciple and gave his brother quite a bit of resources to hasten his healing and progress his cultivation! His brother is now at the 6th layer of the Qi Gathering Realm. In the coming outer sect disciple tournament, that damn Zhen Ji is surely fighting you! The rules forbid killing in this competition or crippling your opponent’s cultivation, but he can surely break all your bones!”

Fang Hao wrinkled his brows ‘I think I can safely deal with him. 6th Layer means his physique and finesse is around 1.3 or 1.4. And it is not like I have no experience in brawling. Hell, this daddy here bashed three goons who were armed with baseball bats, in his youth…barehanded! Still, this is a new world with new rules and I shouldn’t get full of myself. What if weapons are allowed? He could probably turtle up, keep his distance and harass me with a spear.’

He addressed Fatty Lin, “Brother, are weapons allowed in the competition?” who replied “Yes. But for us first year outer disciples, only wooden weapons are allowed.” Fang Hao breathed a sigh of relief and went back to his meal. ‘Wooden weapons eh? Then I should select a club and bash the fuck out of that little dipshit. My physical stats are definitely above his, and my combat experience is probably above his too. I didn’t exactly live in an upscale neighborhood my past life. Only thing he may be above me is in his weapon skills, but I am confident I should be able to win if I go all out.’

Seeing his reaction, Fatty Hai couldn’t help but say in an irritated tone. “Brother Hao, today’s food is delicious I agree, but don’t you think we should make plans on how to deal with this?” Fang Hao replied with a partially filled mouth, “What plans? We Qi gathering realm cultivators can’t use spells anyway, so the fight will pretty much be a brawl. I weigh at least twice as much as him, so my fists are twice as heavy as his!” He replied trying to make the atmosphere light hearted. Hearing this, Fatty Ning snorted, “If you do beat him up, I will call you grandfather.”

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