The Undying Immortal System

I had left a few weeks after one Su Clan training camp and was returning a couple of weeks before the next, this meant that I had been gone from my new clan for nearly eight months. While this was a pitifully short time for me, for the young members of my clan who had yet to even reach their second decade, these eight months probably felt like an eternity.

I was well aware that any number of problems might have cropped up while I was away, but this was, in essence, a test. Before leaving, I had provided them with all the resources they would need to survive while I was gone, and they had numerous activities to keep them busy. Aside from training the newest recruits, they could practice cultivation, martial arts, or their professions.

Yes, they were young, and yes, they were inexperienced, but if they couldn’t maintain at least the semblance of a stable society after only eight months alone, it was unlikely that they would be able to survive the years of seclusion that were required of cultivators.

So, my heart was filled with a combination of eagerness and dread as I returned to Mount Jiang to see how things had progressed in my absence.

Near the end of my climb up to the side of the mountain, I began hearing the sounds of yelling and battle above me. Worried about what might be going on, I hastened my ascent.

Upon cresting the edge of the plateau, the sight that greeted me was far different from what I had imagined. A large, wooden arena had been constructed in the middle of the plateau, and two young Disciples were ruthlessly assaulting each other atop it. Around the edge of this arena, others had gathered to cheer on these fighters.

As they fought, the Disciples didn’t hold anything back. They used their full strength and attacked each other with deadly intent. However, because their cultivation levels were both only at Martial Disciple 3, and because their skill levels were equally matched, neither of the boys were ever in any real danger of death.

I considered stepping in before things got too out of control, but I didn’t want to do so until I had a better understanding of what was going on.

The match ended with one boy lying on the wooden arena with a broken arm and severe internal injuries. The other boy was still standing, but his condition wasn’t much better.