Chapter 9

Soon, the crowd dispersed with various mixed feelings. They arrived at the canteen and found that an independent food distribution point had appeared there, unknown when. More peculiarly, this food distribution point did not have large basins of food and vegetables; instead, there was only a table with ten servings of food and two large wooden buckets on it.

A member of the Sun Moon Sect stood solemnly behind the food and wooden buckets. Without needing to say anything, everyone knew that this was the spiritual medicine prepared for those ten people.

At this moment, the member of the Sun Moon Sect shouted loudly, calling the ten people to come and collect their spiritual medicine.

Dongfang Sheng and the other nine approached the member of the Sun Moon Sect.

The member glanced at Dongfang Sheng and the others and then said solemnly, "You are the ten people who are being rewarded this time. I will call out your names, and those whose names are called should come forward to collect your reward."

Without waiting for Dongfang Sheng and the others to nod, the member called out, "Guo Wei..."

"Here!" One of the ten people responded, somewhat nervous and excited, with a look of joy that could not be concealed.

"Take a serving of food; this is your spiritual medicine." The member gestured towards the ten servings of food on the table and then took out a small wooden bucket from one of the large wooden buckets on the table.

At this moment, Dongfang Sheng and the others realized that the food and the spiritual medicine were separate, and the small wooden bucket contained the real spiritual medicine!

Guo Wei carefully took the spiritual medicine, then took a serving of food and left happily.

"Zhang Zhiguo..."

"Here!"

...

"Wu Hongtian..."

"Here!"

...

"Xue Xun..."

"Here!"

...

At this moment, Dongfang Sheng, for the first time, took a good look at these people who had performed well in the assessment. As he did so, he noticed something unusual about Xue Xun, but it was none of his business, so he just glanced at Xue Xun and then looked away.

When everyone had collected their spiritual medicine and only Dongfang Sheng was left, the member of the Sun Moon Sect immediately changed his stern, expressionless demeanor to a smiling, friendly one: "You must be Dongfang Sheng! Your performance this morning was excellent. Here, this is your spiritual medicine, specially prepared for you by Zhou Tantai."

As he spoke, the member took out a small wooden bucket from the large wooden bucket, which looked no different from the others, and handed it to Dongfang Sheng.

Dongfang Sheng took the small wooden bucket, nodded slightly to the member, and said softly, "Thank you."

"You're welcome. I'll probably be the one to distribute the spiritual medicine to you in the future. I wish you success in your cultivation! Ha ha ha!" The member laughed heartily.

"Thank you for your good wishes." Dongfang Sheng nodded again, his expression still calm but not unpleasant.

Despite his young age, Dongfang Sheng had a special aura that made many people not treat him like a child, such as Zhou Tantai and the member of the Sun Moon Sect in front of him.

"Go and enjoy your spiritual medicine. The earlier you take it, the better the effect." The member smiled again.

"Okay." Dongfang Sheng nodded to the member and then turned to leave.

He was sure that this member was a confidant of Zhou Tantai. The member's intention was to form a good relationship with him because he knew that Dongfang Sheng was favored by Zhou Tantai.

Dongfang Sheng was not interested in this, but he did not want to offend the member either, as he did not yet have the strength to do so and it was better not to make enemies needlessly.

Holding the spiritual medicine and the food, Dongfang Sheng and Dongfang Bai went to a secluded place to eat.

With some anticipation, Dongfang Sheng opened the small wooden bucket, and two special fragrances and medicinal scents spread out. Dongfang Sheng's portion had a stronger scent than Dongfang Bai's, which did not surprise him.

Zhou Tantai's investment in him could not be just a basic boxing manual; the spiritual medicine was also a necessity. Zhou Tantai had mentioned this briefly during their conversation at noon. As it turned out, the medicinal effect of the spiritual medicine Dongfang Sheng received was much better than that of the other nine people.

In a short while, the two siblings finished drinking the soup and eating the herbs in the small wooden bucket.

Indeed, the spiritual medicine in the small wooden bucket consisted of some soup and herbs, which was the simplest way to make spiritual medicine.

After eating, the two siblings started to eat their food. Before they had finished half of it, they felt a wave of heat rising from within their bodies. They knew the medicinal effect was starting to take place, so they quickly finished their food and then ran out of the canteen to practice the Sun Moon Fist, as did the other eight people.

The heat rose continuously and spread throughout their bodies. As they practiced the Sun Moon Fist, both Dongfang Sheng and his sister felt their physical strength rapidly improving, especially Dongfang Sheng. The heat was quickly refined and enhanced his physical strength as he practiced the Sun Moon Fist at the beginner level.

After several rounds of the Sun Moon Fist, the heat gradually dissipated. Dongfang Sheng stopped, knowing that although the heat had disappeared, it had not been completely absorbed and refined. Instead, most of it was hidden deep within his body, waiting for him to absorb and refine it gradually in the future.

Feeling his body carefully, Dongfang Sheng could not help but feel a bit hesitant. The spiritual medicine was indeed a good thing. The effect of practicing the Sun Moon Fist several times was almost equivalent to the effect of his ordinary two to three days of cultivation.

Unfortunately, the medicinal effect was not strong enough, and it could not be taken with every meal, only once a day. Otherwise, Dongfang Sheng was confident that he could enhance his physical strength to an unimaginable level.

Turning around, he looked at Dongfang Bai, who had not yet finished. After all, her level of the Sun Moon Fist was still too low and incomplete, lacking the breathing technique. Even though the medicinal effect she absorbed was lower than Dongfang Sheng's, her absorption and refinement speed was far slower than Dongfang Sheng's, who was at the beginner level of the Sun Moon Fist.

After waiting for about an hour, Dongfang Bai finally stopped. Her face was flushed, and although she looked tired, her excitement was evident. She bounced over to Dongfang Sheng.

"Brother, I feel much stronger!" Dongfang Bai said, hugging one of Dongfang Sheng's arms.

"Um!" Dongfang Sheng nodded slightly, a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. "You must practice the Sun Moon Fist more diligently in the future, understand?"

"Um." Dongfang Bai nodded her head vigorously.

The two siblings chatted for a while and then went to listen to a lecture. Although they had wasted a lot of time and it was almost dark, they could still listen for a while.

At the same time, several dozen miles east of their training base, a very high, steep, and large mountain peak stood out among the surrounding mountains, looking very different.

At the foot of the mountain, there were several mountain paths, each guarded even at night. A winding and steep path, wide enough for only a few people, extended from the foot of the mountain all the way up. Ordinary people would not dare to walk on this path, only martial artists would dare to.

However, even the people here rarely walked this path, not because they were afraid, but because it was a waste of time. So they usually took the many baskets parked at the foot of the mountain to go up and down. Because the mountain was so high, it took six transfers to reach the top from the foot of the mountain.

In other words, to reach the top of the mountain, you had to be a grandmaster who could initially fly in the air. Otherwise, it would be as difficult as climbing to the sky.

This place, of course, was the headquarters of the Sun Moon Sect, Blackwood Cliff.

The top of Blackwood Cliff was a vast area, with many tall and magnificent buildings standing there. Since it was already night, the place was lit up with countless lights, making it very beautiful.

Especially the grand hall with a huge square surrounded by people guarding it, it was hard to imagine how it was built. How much manpower and resources must have been spent, especially on this extremely steep and inconvenient Blackwood Cliff?

At this moment, in the grand hall, the darkness had been driven away by countless lights, making it as bright as daytime.

Several dozen people were standing quietly inside, facing the front of the grand hall. Compared to the grand hall, which was as magnificent as a palace, these people were very small. However, the imposing aura they emitted unintentionally made people not dare to underestimate them.

On the ninety-nine steps of white marble in front of these people, there was a luxurious and majestic golden stone chair. On the stone chair sat an old man with white hair, who looked calm and dignified, though he seemed to be on the verge of death.

However, no one at the foot of the steps dared to underestimate this old man, for he was the current leader of the Sun Moon Sect, the strongest person in the sect today, and the guarantee of the Sun Moon Sect's current strength and status.

In the world today, countries are vying for dominance, and various sects are competing. Let's not talk about the countries.

Among all the sects and forces in the world, except for the two super sects, Shaolin Temple and Wudang Sect, and the Confucian Holy Land in the State of Qin, all others are divided into third-rate, second-rate, first-rate, and super-first-rate, also known as top-tier sects and forces.

The most important criterion for this division is the strongest person in the sect or force. To become a third-rate sect or force, you must have experts at the middle stage of the innate realm, which is from the fourth to the sixth level of the innate realm.

To become a second-rate sect or force, you must have experts at the late stage of the innate realm, which is from the seventh to the ninth level of the innate realm.

To become a first-rate sect or force, you must have grandmaster-level experts.

To become a super-first-rate or top-tier sect or force, you must have grandmaster-level experts.

As long as you have these experts, even if other aspects of the sect or force are not up to standard, they will quickly meet the standards. Therefore, they are considered to be at that level.

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