Chapter 62 of 100
Chapter 62
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Yuaang practices diligently for himself, even though his adoptive father, Zhuo Yun, has arranged a magical duel for him a year later. However, Yuaang truly does not take this matter to heart.
"Go ahead first, I'll be there soon," Mu He said.
Yuaang nodded and walked towards the master bedroom.
Passing through an artificial garden, Yuaang stepped into a quaint little courtyard.
In this large estate, which is predominantly European in style, the appearance of an ancient-style teahouse seems somewhat strange.
"Father, I don't quite understand why you arranged such a boring duel for me," Yuaang said as he sat down beside Mu Zhuo Yun.
"If your coming-of-age ceremony only invited some upper-class people, family members, and peers like you, it would be very monotonous. There are not many opportunities to gather all the well-known figures of Bocheng in one place. If there is also a duel segment at this coming-of-age ceremony, many people will have a different view of you. Some things, as an elder, I ultimately should not interfere too much. By demonstrating your superior strength, you can gain the respect of the elders and peers present, which will make it much smoother for you to control the city's power in the future," Mu Zhuo Yun sipped his tea and said with deep consideration.
"Then you should have arranged a more suitable opponent for me," Yuaang said.
"At first, I also thought that arranging such a minor character for your coming-of-age ceremony was a bit of a joke. I was considering a more appropriate arrangement, but now it doesn't seem to be the case. It might even be a good opportunity for a covert struggle between me, Deng Kai, and Principal Zhu," Mu Zhuo Yun said.
"How so?" Yuaang asked, puzzled.
"Your opponent, Mo Fan, has already mastered the second-level Fire Nourishment, and his cultivation speed has exceeded all of our expectations. To achieve such results in just a year is no small feat. He is now the most outstanding student at Tianlan Magic High School, receiving much attention from Deng Kai, Zhan Kong, and Principal Zhu. Even if I wanted to use some tactics against this boy, these people might not let me have my way... I was truly surprised that the son of a driver's cultivation speed is not at all slower than the outstanding disciples of our great families. If he weren't so tactless, it would be even more impressive. As for the matters between me and Deng Kai, you don't need to know for now," Mu Zhuo Yun said with a cold smile.
"If that's the case, it might be more interesting," Yuaang seemed much more relieved.
A weak opponent appearing at his coming-of-age ceremony would not establish his authority; instead, it would let such a rat沾光 (benefit) from him, and it would not demonstrate his overwhelming strength over his peers.
The Mu family, a great clan, has always placed great importance on the coming-of-age ceremonies of the younger generation. The coming-of-age ceremony is their most grandiose ritual. A strong youth means a strong family. It is not appropriate for the old generation, who already control Bocheng, to come out and show off their power. If the younger generation can dominate their peers with overwhelming strength, it also demonstrates the absolute power of the Mu family.
Mu Ningxue is in the capital, in a higher realm.
This Bocheng also needs outstanding and leading young mages, doesn't it?
Yuaang is a very capable successor, and Mu Zhuo Yun wants to carefully cultivate him to establish his foothold in Bocheng.
Whether the future path can be smooth depends on how this beginning goes. Other descendants' coming-of-age ceremonies can be handled internally, but Yuaang's coming-of-age ceremony must be grand and solemn, with guests invited and a stunning debut!
Mo Fan is somewhat unexpected.
But he is just a stepping stone on Yuaang's path to becoming a young leader!
Of course, the cunning Mu Zhuo Yun would not tell Yuaang that all the resources spent on cultivating and recommending him are just to make him a stepping stone for someone else—his own daughter, Mu Ningxue!
Mu Ningxue is Mu Zhuo Yun's perfect successor, but Bocheng is too small a pond. Only by cultivating a true confidant can he control Bocheng's established foundation.
"Rest assured, on the day your coming-of-age ceremony ends, I will open the Bocheng Sacred Spring for you. You will have a whole week to cultivate inside. This week is enough to make your cultivation soar, and you won't need to take the Bocheng peers seriously at all!" Mu Zhuo Yun said with a kind and benevolent look.
"Father, is the Sacred Spring really that miraculous?" Yuaang asked, his eyes shining.
"Of course. You should know about the Star Dust Magic Tool, right? The Sacred Spring is like an enhanced version of the Star Dust Magic Tool, not only relieving cultivation fatigue but also accelerating cultivation speed. It is a holy place for cultivation. Whether you meditate or control in the Sacred Spring, it is perfect. The Sacred Spring cannot be opened at will. Once you enter, you must focus entirely on cultivation, as this may be your best chance to advance to the mid-level mage."
"Mid... mid-level? Am I still far from it?" Yuaang asked, somewhat surprised.
"If you don't enter the Sacred Spring, you are indeed far from it, but if you get this opportunity, it might not be the case," Mu Zhuo Yun stroked his mustache.
"Father, where does the Bocheng Sacred Spring come from, and why is it so effective?"
"The Sacred Spring has a significant origin, but you don't need to know. Remember, the Sacred Spring is a once-in-a-lifetime excellent cultivation opportunity," Mu Zhuo Yun did not say more.
Yuaang nodded heavily.
To think whether breaking through the initial stage and entering the mid-level mage, which countless people dream of, the Bocheng Sacred Spring is crucial!
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