Chapter 122 - 119 The Goal of a True Disciple
Emerged from the water, the crimson glow surging around Ye Xuan gradually receded, and the fierce and domineering aura on him also dissipated slowly before the likes of Murong Yun and others.
"Ye Xuan, well done—congratulations to you."
Feng Yuan’s aged face was filled with smiles, obviously very pleased with Ye Xuan’s performance in the Yang Yuan Pond.
"I also have to thank the Hall Master and the Elders for this opportunity."
Ye Xuan quickly clasped his hands in thanks. A place like the Yang Yuan Pond was truly a treasure land for cultivation. If not for such a place, he couldn’t have advanced to the Seventh Grade Martial Master in such a short time. Besides his cultivation, his body had undergone thousands of temperings by the Yang Gang energy and had become much stronger than before.
"It’s good that you know it. This use of the Yang Yuan Pond means it won’t recover for ten years, which is a significant loss for our Yang Hall."
Beside him, Murong Yun spoke with a somewhat indifferent tone.
"I’m sorry..."
Ye Xuan spread his hands helplessly. Such things were beyond his control—it’s not like he could just leave halfway. Since he had entered, he naturally would endure as long as he could. Such a good opportunity, no one would think of other considerations.
However, regarding Ye Xuan’s apologetic attitude, Murong Yun shook his head, his eyes flashing with a sharp gleam, "You don’t need to apologize to me. The Yang Yuan Pond is specifically intended for the cultivation of outstanding disciples of the Yang Hall. Ye Xuan, your performance today was truly excellent, so I also hope that within three years, you can join the ranks of the True Disciples, alter the current situation, and raise the prestige of our Yang Hall. Then, even if the Yang Yuan Pond can’t be used again for ten years, it will have fulfilled its purpose."