Zhao Feng immediately headed toward

Zhao Feng immediately headed towards Lord Guanjun’s place. Coincidentally, he received news from his servants that Lord Guanjun wanted to see him.



Spiritual Martial Hall, inside a book room.



“How’s the testing going for the past few days?” Expectations rose in Lord Guanjun’s eyes.



He saw Zhao Feng’s potential as a Changeable Body, so his talent was always unstable.



“The lowest is half-spiritual body and the highest is a middle tier spiritual body.” Zhao Feng concealed the truth.



“Middle tier spiritual body? That’s around average in the Clan.”



Lord Guanjun wasn’t filled with joy or disappointment, since the talent of a Changeable Body was unique and it could be much stronger than what it showed.



After knowing the “answer”, Lord Guanjun repeatedly told Zhao Feng to conceal the fact that he had a Changeable Body, so the situation with Bei Moi wouldn’t happen again.



There was still ten days left till the entrance exam and the reason why Lord Guanjun called Zhao Feng over was because of two reasons.



First, he wanted to give pointers to Zhao Feng and the latter immediately performed his skills such as Silver Wall Technique, Star Finger, Smoking Transparent Step and Lightly Floating Ferry for him to see.



While performing, he would merge his Four Wind Stances into it.



Lord Guanjun nodded his head and he gave a few suggestions in where he could improve. As for Zhao Feng’s performance, he was even more satisfied compared to Bei Moi.



Zhao Feng had trained every skill to a high level and they were even more powerful when merged with the Four Wind Stances, even Lord Guanjun wasn’t able to find large flaws.



“Very good! Your Four Wind Stances isn’t just be a normal Holy martial art.” Lord Guanjun nodded his head in praise.



Not a normal Holy martial art?



Zhao Feng was slightly curious by what he meant.



Lord Guanjun explained: “In the mortal world, there’s core, low, middle, high tier martial arts, but these aren’t even classified as martial arts in the eyes of the Clans. In their eyes, only Holy martial arts are skills and the lowest tier is called Mortal Tier. Above that is the Spiritual Tier, then the Earth Tier and then the Sky Tier.”



In the world of Clans, a Holy martial art was only “Mortal Tier” and that was the lowest rank.



In the midst of these skills, the Earth and Sky rank skills had all been lost.



Knowing all this made Zhao Feng realise how little he knew.



“There’s still ten days till the exam and I need to teach you the way of survival.” Lord Guanjun said solemnly.



This was the second reason he called him here for.



Zhao Feng immediately paid attention. After all, Lord Guanjun had lived in the Clan for a while and he knew the situation in the Clan.



“After entering the Clan, your goal is to become an inner disciple because outer disciples don’t receive any attention from the Clan. Sometimes, the Clan won’t even care if a few outer disciples die.”



Hearing this Zhao Feng’s heart went cold.



“Hai Yun Master won’t be able to touch you so easily if you become an inner disciple.” Lord Guanjun’s eyes twinkled.



The first goal: Inner disciple.



Zhao Feng forged this into his heart.