Chapter 289: Life 76, Age 16, Martial Disciple 2
With TaiZu’s departure, I was left alone in the arena’s courtyard, so I entered a state of meditation and began flipping through a few cultivation techniques to pass the time.
After what seemed like only moments, I heard the sound of footsteps in the distance, so I returned my mind to the outside world.
To my left, a young man was led into the courtyard. When he saw me sitting alone on the platform, he froze, and a bit of anger crept onto his face. Was this just his normal reaction to seeing another one of the elites, or did he recognize me?
In the few brief moments that he stood there and stared at me, I took the opportunity to appraise his cultivation base. He was a Martial Disciple 2, and his qi purity was decent. The permanent filter that had been locked into the open acupoint on his upper right arm was well-made, so most of his impurities should have come from when he was first learning to cultivate. If he continued on like this, he wouldn’t have any trouble advancing to Martial Master in the future.
After appraising his cultivation technique, I took a moment to consider his appearance. He was wearing a bright blue robe with white embroidery. It was nice, but it was far from luxurious. It was barely comparable to the robes that I had been provided with when I was first acknowledged as YuanKong’s son, and it was a far cry from the ostentatious red and gold garments that I had been given after showing off my martial prowess. They were the robes of an elite, but they were not the robes of a noble.
As I was considering this, the young man walked onto the platform and sat down in the seat farthest to my left, the position of the tenth-ranked elite.
I nodded to him and then returned to looking straight ahead. He was an earth cultivator and earth qi was swirling around him. So, even without looking at him, it was easy for me to track his movements.
After fighting an internal battle, the young man turned to me, gave me a slight bow of his head to break the silence between us.
“Greetings. I am Su Bo.”