Chapter 32: The weak are enslaved as slaves
“Everyone is here, Lord Zhang. Please take your pick. Of course, lowly me will want to participate in the Kingdom’s selection. If possible, I wish to be a subordinate of the Lord, receiving the Lord’s teachings,” said Lian Chengyu respectfully.
Zhang Yuxian took a glance at Lian Chengyu and measured him up.
“Oh? What is your cultivation level?”
A Mortal Blood warrior was after all in the beginning stages of cultivation, all they practiced were skills that involved their bodies. The five levels in Mortal Blood were classified by a person’s physical phenomena. Hence, it was hard to tell with a look that a person had opened up their meridians, or if their bones and tendons could make sounds.
Only a person who had reached a cultivation level at the spiritual level could sense a person’s level of accomplishment. This was called “Opening Heaven’s Eyes”. Only then could they judge a Mortal Blood warrior’s cultivation level.
Evidently, Zhang Yuxian had not reached such a level.
“Answering the Lord, lowly me has reached the peak of Mortal Blood level five, Qi Gatherer. I’m one step short of the Purple Blood realm!”
“Oh?” Zhang Yuxian furrowed his brows. “To be able to reach such a level while growing up in a small tribe that lacks resources. You must either have exceptional talent or have had an opportunous event. Either way, it’s all very good!”
Zhang Yuxian nodded saying, “Stay behind then!”
“Thank you for the Lord’s appraisal!” Lian Chengyu said respectfully. He was not overjoyed because he had taken for granted that he would pass Zhang Yuxian’s assessment!
His goal was the Kingdom’s selection. If he could not even pass the preliminaries, there was no point talking about his high ambitions.
After choosing Lian Chengyu, Zhang Yuxian turned his head and looked towards the members of the warrior preparation camp. He stared at them for five minutes before feeling a sense of disappointment.
Besides Lian Chengyu, no one else in the entire Lian tribal clan caught his eye.
He could only choose a general from among the dwarves. He reluctantly began choosing some.
Although he was ordered by his superiors to choose thirty, Zhang Yuxian had his own principles. He could not be bothered to teach those who seriously lacked talent.
“Is there no one else in the Lian tribal clan who want to participate in the Kingdom’s selection?” Zhang Yuxian’s eyes swept through the commoners of the Lian tribal clan.
Coming into contact with Zhang Yuxian’s glance, the people were a prudent lot. They too wanted to be given pointers from a legendary person like Zhang Yuxian. But they could not even make ends meet, so they knew no martial arts. Even if they stood forward, they would be brushed off by Zhang Yuxian.
It would only be humiliating to step forward; the entire tribe will mock his feeble attempts.
The commoners’ reaction was within Lian Chengyu’s expectations, he laughed saying, “Sorry for the joke displayed before the Lord, the ones who practice martial arts in the tribe are all here. As for the rest, they are commoners who are good for nothings. They are only good for agriculture and picking herbs. They are not suited for martial arts, so may the Lord not pay attention to these people, may the Lord please…”
Before Lian Chengyu finished, a voice rang from the crowd, “Please let me through…”
In a moment, a growing boy holding on to a young lass had squeezed out of the crowd.
Yi Yun was originally late, so he was in the outer layers of the crowd. He did not enjoy the good positions afforded to the warrior preparation camp members.