Cultivating With The Nine Dragons System

"It's really as I guessed. After the storyline has been activated, the mission system has undergone a huge change compared to before."    

"First of all, when the mission appears, it no longer shows how much the reward is. The reward will be increased or reduced according to the completion rate of the mission. For example, the 'Joining the Qilin Academy' mission. I have completed the mission with the results of the first place and obtained the title 'Perfect'. The reward is the highest value! "    

"Secondly, the degree of completion of the mission is very likely to be closely related to the direction of the storyline. Therefore, I must strive for perfection in every mission!"    

"Lastly, the system obviously has the ability to predict the future. I don't know who Yaen San is, but he asked me to join his sect. I must pay more attention to the secrets of this!"    

Wang Hao opened his inventory and checked the rewards he had received.    

"Fourth Grade Experience Potion, Medicine Pill. Quality Earth Rank Grade One. Can provide 10,000 experience points. Effective for those below the Fifth Level Heavenly Martial Stage."    

"Basic alchemy manual, scroll, no quality, can increase the level of alchemy. Effective for those below the Ninth Level of Elementary Alchemy."    

Wang Hao used the basic alchemy manual without hesitation.    

"System Notification: You have used the Basic Alchemy Manual. Your alchemy level has increased."    

"System Notification: Your Alchemy skill level has increased to level 4."    

The Alchemy skill level had increased by two levels, which made Wang Hao very satisfied. Out of the three deputies, the Artifact Refining Technique had been upgraded to level 1. The Talisman Arts had also advanced to the advanced level. If Wang Hao wanted to develop it in all aspects... He had to study alchemy. And this basic alchemy manual... It perfectly solved this problem.    

As for the Fourth Grade Experience Potion, Wang Hao did not choose to consume it. A bottle of Fourth Grade Experience Potion provided 10,000 experience points. Ten bottles would be 100,000 experience points. It would be used at a critical moment. Wang Hao decided to keep it.    

When Wang Hao came back to his senses, Zhu Luo had already announced the results of the test. Everyone was waiting for their teacher to arrive.    

After the time it takes for half an incense stick to burn, under everyone's anticipation, figures descended from the sky with extraordinary momentum.    

There were a total of eleven middle-aged men and women, and each of them was at the peak of the Spirit Martial Stage. Half-step Divine Martial!    

"Instructor!"    

"Mentor!!"    

"[Mentor!]"    

...    

The martial artists below the arena all bowed. It was clear that each instructor did not just have one disciple.    

The twelve peak Spirit Martial Stage warriors glanced at Wang Hao and the other eight men. Their expressions were different. Some were curious, some were disdainful, and some were expressionless.    

One of them said, "Vice Principal, why are there only eight new students this year? They are not enough for us to split!"    

Zhu Luo smiled and explained, "Although there are only eight of them, they were carefully selected from the hundreds of geniuses from the outer domains. You can choose between yourselves!"    

An eagle-eyed man walked in front of the eight people and observed them carefully. Soon, he shook his head and walked back.    

"There are no kids suitable for me to teach. Go and choose!"    

The second person to walk out was a tall and sturdy man who was 2.3 meters tall. With every step he took, Wang Hao could feel the ground slightly trembling.    

He walked straight to Zhao Jun and said in a deep voice, "Little girl, punch me. Let me see how strong you are."    

Zhao Jun took a deep breath and gathered her strength. She threw a punch at the burly man's chest.    

"Boom!"    

The sound of a fist hitting the chest resounded through the heaven and earth, but the burly man did not even frown.    

He loudly berated, "Did you not eat?!"    

Zhao Jun's expression was serious as she threw out a second punch. The power of this punch was at least three times stronger than the previous one!    

"Boom!"    

The booming sound was even more deafening, but the big man was still very dissatisfied.    

"So you really didn't eat!"    

Zhao Jun was enraged. Behind her, the Titan King's figure appeared like a huge mountain.    

"Titan's Strength!"    

"Boom!!"    

The earth quaked and the mountains shook. Even the arena beneath everyone's feet had several long lines on it.    

When Zhao Jun's fist smashed down, the burly man's eyes suddenly widened. He used 30% of his strength before he was able to neutralize Zhao Jun's attack.    

This time, the big man laughed in satisfaction and said, "Good! This is more like it! It's you!"    

Zhao Jun followed the big man back to the line of mentors. From today onwards, she would learn from this big man.    

The other mentors began to choose their disciples. Soon, another six people were selected, leaving only Wang Hao and Bai Qi.    

Just as one of the mentors was about to take action, Bai Qi suddenly opened his mouth.    

"I don't need an instructor."    

Everyone was stunned. This was the first time in the history of Qilin Academy that such a thing had happened.    

Zhu Luo asked in a deep voice, "You don't need a mentor. Who will guide you in your cultivation?"    

Bai Qi gave Zhu Luo a big bow, "Vice dean, I want to join Qilin Army. Please approve!"    

"Hiss..."    

Gasps of cold air could be heard from below the arena. Everyone knew what kind of existence the Qilin Army was. Hu Pei, who had just joined with Wang Hao, was a member of the Qilin Army.    

The Qilin Army would lose more than a quarter of its members every year. If they joined the Qilin Army, it would be the same as putting their heads on their belts. If they were not careful, their souls would be destroyed.    

"Nonsense!" Zhu Luo scolded angrily, "With your current strength, you won't live more than three days in the Qilin Army!"    

Bai Qi disapproved of Zhu Luo's reprimand. He called out the Devil Subduing Sword and said sternly, "The Bai family has been fighting against the outsiders who invaded the Essence Martial Continent since our ancestors. How can I, Bai Qi, humiliate the glory of our ancestors? !”    

Zhu Luo narrowed his eyes. He pointed the sword in Bai Qi's hand, and the anger on his face gradually dissipated.    

"So you are a descendant of Bai family. Since you have the Devil Subduing Sword, I assume that Bai family ordered you to come out and train. Fine, if you want to join Qilin Army, you can do it. I will send someone to arrange it for you."    

Zhu Luo shifted his gaze to Wang Hao. After pondering for a moment, he spoke again, "Chen Yifan, you will be the one to guide Wang Hao."    

A dignified looking middle-aged man walked out from the group of instructors. He nodded and agreed.    

"Okay!"    

"Wait a moment!"    

Zhu Luo was stunned. He looked at Wang Hao and asked in confusion, "Do you have anything you want to say?"    

"Deputy dean, can I choose my own mentor?"    

Wang Hao tried his best to keep his words calm, but he still angered Chen Yifan.    

"Kid, do you mean that you are not satisfied with me?"    

Zhu Luo tried to persuade him, "Chen Yifan is one of the top masters in Qilin Academy. The warriors he teaches are all famous in Holy Domain. What do you not like?"    

"It is not that I am not satisfied with Instructor Chen, but I have another candidate in mind. I hope the deputy dean will agree."    

"Humph!" Chen Yifan flicked his sleeves and left. If Zhu Luo was not present, he would have torn Wang Hao into pieces. Wang Hao was the first disciple who dared to disrespect him.    

Looking at Chen Yifan's back as he left, Zhu Luo's expression turned ugly.    

"Wang Hao, you said that you have a candidate in your heart. Who exactly is it?"    

"Yaen San!"    

After Wang Hao said this name, the entire arena fell silent. The rest of the instructors also looked at each other.    

After a long time, someone finally broke the silence.    

"Senior brother... Who is Yaen San?"    

A martial artist under the arena said snappily, "You don't even know about our academy's Madman Yan?"    

The person who asked the question had a confused expression. Clearly, he really didn't know.    

"Speaking of Yaen San, he was once the number one figure throughout the continent. You might have even heard of his name!"    

"What's his name?"    

"Three Swords Emperor!"    

"... Is the rumor of the Three Swords Martial Monarch true? !”    

"Of course it's true! The Three Swords Emperor was once besieged by three Divine Martial Stage Experts of the same cultivation level. In the end, he only used three sword strikes to kill his enemy. This was how his name spread."    

"How did the famous Three Swords Emperor fall to the title of Madman Yan?"    

"It's a long story, I heard..."    

The person who explained became more and more excited. He didn't notice that Zhu Luo's gaze was fixed on him, and his expression became uglier and uglier.    

"Shut up!"    

A long whip lashed out, sending the martial artist who was chewing on his tongue flying. The martial artist got up from the ground, and without caring about the burning pain on his face, he immediately knelt on the ground.    

"Instructor!"    

The one who attacked was a female instructor. She angrily rebuked, "Get lost!"    

The martial artist who was sent flying quickly left. The mentor was relieved. If Zhu Luo attacked, her disciple might not even be able to guarantee his life.    

Zhu Luo refused and said, "Yaen San will not accept disciples. You should give up on this idea!"    

Wang Hao insisted, "Regardless of whether he takes me in or not, I hope the deputy dean will let me see him!"    

Zhu Luo flicked his sleeves and left. "Yaen San lives in the bamboo forest on the east side of the academy. If you are not afraid that no one will collect his corpse, go ahead and try!"    

Wang Hao smiled bitterly in his heart. "I have offended a mentor and deputy dean all of a sudden. I am afraid I will not be able to obtain the perfect title for this mission."    

Wang Hao did not care about the other people looking at him. He walked straight down the arena and walked towards the east.    

Qilin Academy was very big. Wang Hao walked for a long time before he found the bamboo forest that Zhu Luo mentioned. At this time, the sun had already set.    

The sun and moon rose. Wang Hao used the bright moonlight to enter the bamboo forest. He stepped on the bamboo leaves on the ground and made squeaking sounds.    

The bamboo forest was very quiet. Not even the sound of insects and birds could be heard. This meant that there was something in the bamboo forest that frightened the insects and birds, and they didn't dare to approach it.    

"Crash!"    

A gust of wind blew past, and the bamboo leaves drifted in the wind. Wang Hao suddenly stopped in his tracks, and condensed the Justice Sword in his hands.    

"There's something strange about this wind!"    

Wang Hao could feel a strong sword intent in the wind!    

The wind seemed to be blowing faster. Some bamboo leaves separated from the branches and fell down. The bamboo leaves fell very slowly, but the sword intent contained in them was suffocating.    

Dozens of ordinary bamboo leaves formed a sword formation, and Wang Hao was at the center of the sword formation.    

Cold sweat drenched the clothes on Wang Hao's back. The sword formation was powerful, and any slight mistake would take his life!    

"I was attacked like this the moment I stepped into the bamboo forest. If I really die here, I'm afraid no one would dare to collect my corpse."    

"But you want to kill me, Wang Hao, with just a sword formation? Aren't you looking down on me?"