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The Flying Dragon Mountain chief’s questioning voice rang throughout the martial arena.

The martial artists from each mountain looked at one another, then turned to Yang Ling with strange expressions.

The Qingyun Mountain chief cast a leisurely glance at him and said calmly,

“A loss is a loss. Don’t make excuses.”

“You—”

“Enough. Is Flying Dragon Mountain that sore about losing?”

The Devour Heaven Palace Master said calmly.

At those words, the Flying Dragon Mountain chief sat back down and stopped arguing.

Lin Zhen now swayed to his feet, his gaze fixed on Yang Ling:

Life and death tribulations?

Yang Ling thought of the painful little mutation he experienced when his Strength reached 150 points, and suddenly felt describing it as a tribulation wasn’t unreasonable.

He pondered, “It should be the life tribulation.”

“He really did break the life tribulation!”

“If he goes on to break the death tribulation, he’ll be Lower Fifth-Rank... that’s a mountain-chief-level powerhouse! A Lesser Master!”

“How old is Yang Ling anyway? If he can become a Lesser Master at such a young age, then the future position of Palace Master...”

The disciples from the various mountains exchanged looks. Their gazes toward Yang Ling had completely changed, and a trace of awe appeared.

They were nearly certain he must be the Palace Master’s personal disciple!

Huo Yunzhu and Chi Ling simply could not be his match.

The chief disciples from the other mountains all shared that thought.

“Life tribulation? You and I both only broke the life tribulation. Why could you defeat me within ten moves?”

Lin Zhen muttered.

He had never even had the chance to strike during their bout.

That was hard for him to accept.

If Yang Ling had broken the death tribulation, his loss would be understandable.

But...

Lin Zhen looked at Yang Ling with a complex expression:

“Junior Brother Yang, if you are the Palace Master’s personal disciple, I accept it.”

“The match hasn’t officially ended yet, so it’s still too early to say that.”

Yang Ling replied.

Lin Zhen glanced at Huo Yunzhu and Chi Ling, a hint of contempt flickering in his eyes:

“The match is over. Those two cannot be your opponents. If they were to become the Palace Master’s personal disciple, neither I nor the Flying Dragon Mountain disciples would accept it.”

Huo Yunzhu’s face went somewhat ashen, and Chi Ling’s expression also turned sour.

But after a few breaths, their expressions softened, and they cupped their fists in salute:

“Junior Brother Yang, the position of Palace Master’s personal disciple should indeed belong to you. We will not contest it.”

Seeing this, the chiefs from the other mountains also smiled and cupped their fists, as if formally treating Yang Ling as the Palace Master’s personal disciple.

Zhang Hongyu had never expected matters to develop so rapidly.

He reacted quickly and immediately led the applause, “Congratulations to Yang, the personal disciple!”

“Everyone, what do you think?”

The Devour Heaven Palace Master turned to look at the thirteen mountain chiefs.

The Stone Cavern Mountain chief smiled:

“Since Yang Ling is the choice of the people, and the mountain chiefs all accept him, it’s reasonable for him to take the Palace Master’s personal disciple seat.”

The Pudu Mountain chief nodded lightly:

“A convincing Palace Master’s personal disciple will give our Devour Heaven Palace more cohesion. I acknowledge Yang Ling, but whether he should be the Palace Master’s personal disciple still needs your personal decision, Master.”

“Agreed.”

In the end, the Flying Dragon Mountain chief didn’t voice any opposition either, choosing to accept Yang Ling as the Palace Master’s personal disciple.

The mountain chiefs exchanged glances. They all understood that the future Palace Master position would inevitably fall to the chief disciple of Qingyun Mountain.

“Very well.”

The Devour Heaven Palace Master nodded lightly, her gaze resting on Yang Ling:

“Yang Ling, today I take you as my personal disciple. I grant you one Swallowing Heaven Golden Sword and one Devour Heaven Great Rejuvenation Pill!”

Another Swallowing Heaven Golden Sword?

Then I could wield one in each hand?

Yang Ling’s expression turned solemn as he cupped his fists in salute:

“Disciple Yang Ling bows to the Palace Master!”

“This is the Devour Heaven Great Rejuvenation Pill.”

The Devour Heaven Palace Master raised her hand slightly.

A wooden box flew to Yang Ling.

Yang Ling caught it steadily and opened it to glance inside.

[Devour Heaven Great Rejuvenation Pill, can increase any internal technique experience by 10,000 points]

“True, Devour Heaven Palace is only a Second-Rate sect, so giving out this pill is not bad. It’s not as good as the Twelve Sacred Martial Medicines, but it’s far superior to the White Bone Demon Spirit Pill.”

“After I leave, the Great-Grade Azure Dragon Force should soon break through to Flawless Proficiency.”

“Then I’ll be able to get 20 free attribute points.”

“That should let me push into Lower Fifth-Rank.”

As Yang Ling thought this and was about to ask about the Swallowing Heaven Golden Sword, the Master spoke again:

“The Swallowing Heaven Golden Sword I was given back then was damaged in battles.”

“Your Swallowing Heaven Golden Sword will be forged by our people. It should be ready to hand to you in about a year.”

“...”

A year? I’ll be entering the dungeon at midnight tonight...

Yang Ling muttered inwardly but still cupped his fists:

“Understood.”

In any case, he had at least gained the position of the Palace Master’s personal disciple.

He believed that after going out, the Swallowing Heaven Golden Sword would be available for him to wield.

“A dual-attribute boost of 150 points. Then I’ll have a golden sword in my left hand and the Centenary Refined Kylin Pickaxe in my right—who among equals could stop me in a single move?”

Yang Ling felt his blood heat up.

Not to mention the Swallowing Heaven Golden Sword had a built-in skill, Blade Storm, which only required 3000 Vital Qi to activate.

He was eager to see the power of that skill.

“Yang Ling, when you beheaded Jiu Xingkong on this trip, did you encounter King Subei?”

The Devour Heaven Palace Master suddenly asked.

Yang Ling felt the Master’s gaze become extremely keen.

It was as if any quickened heartbeat of his could be detected.

“This person’s spirit perception isn’t weak; she’s sensing my emotional fluctuations.”

Yang Ling was very familiar with this trick; he used it often.

So at this moment his face remained calm. With 200 Spirit he could fully control every part of his body, even a single hair.

“Disciple did not encounter King Subei.”

Yang Ling said.

The Devour Heaven Palace Master watched Yang Ling for several breaths, then slightly nodded.

Many disciples looked puzzled.

They didn’t understand why the Master would ask that question.

If one had encountered King Subei, could they even survive to return?

King Subei is the strongest under Third-Rank.

Even their Master would not be his match.

But the mountain chiefs exchanged looks, as if they understood the Master’s intent.

The Devour Heaven Palace Master said, “You have already broken the life tribulation. It likely won’t be long before you face the death tribulation. Come with me; I will explain the death tribulation to you.”

Yang Ling’s heart brightened slightly—he had wanted to ask about this very thing!

...

At the Devour Heaven Palace Master’s residence, Yang Ling stood respectfully without speaking, his eyes refraining from wandering.

“No need to be so formal.”

The Master’s tone relaxed and lost some of its coolness:

“Find a chair and sit down.”

“Yes.”

After Yang Ling sat, he remained genteel.

The Devour Heaven Palace Master studied him for a long moment, then nodded in satisfaction:

“When you went through the life tribulation, was it very painful?”

Yang Ling recalled it, his hairs prickling slightly:

“Extremely painful.”

“That’s right. Advancing to Fifth-Rank is not simple; life tribulation and death tribulation are matters of fate.”

“Only after passing these two tribulations can one be respectfully called a Lesser Master in the martial world.”

“The pain of the death tribulation is ten times that of the life tribulation. Without external aid, martial artists usually die suddenly during that tribulation.”

Those words made Yang Ling feel goosebumps and a touch of astonishment.

Breaking into Fifth-Rank could still lead to sudden death?

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