"In these 2 months i can only prepare myself and grow to the best of my ability. Outside, danger lurks at every corner, the 4th layer is just the beginning, i can't relax."

"To travel safely in the central lands, the minimum is the Foundation Establishment realm. Im still far from it but im only going to the mountains near Azure Water city and since Wei Leng was hunting there in the past, i shouldn't face much problems."

Ye Mo knew the world was far from peaceful. Although he enjoyed a safe environment in the Tiger Martial institute where he could cultivate in peace they were all appearances.

More than their strenght or their low profile, institutions were affiliated to sects and also used their name as another layer of protection.

Without this, greedy and ambitious cultivators wouldn't be able to resist the appeal of their storage or their martial arts and they were bound to fall at some point.

In the Tiger Martial institute case, they were affiliated to the Raging Saber sect.

However, even the medium Raging Saber sect had to pay a tribute each year to one of the hegemon of the central lands to prosper.

It was all a small equilibrium between forces seeking relationships and protection to create this semblance of peace.

It needed just one link to break for the rest to crumble as well.

In Azure Water city alone, although on the outside it seemed fine and unassuming travelers would not notice it, underwater it was full of plots, cruelty and war between clans vying for resources.

"You tell me he attained the 4th layer already?" Hong Li exclaimed in surprise as he looked at elder Chen.

"Yes i felt it was strange as well when i saw him that's why i thought i should tell you."

In the dean quarters, Hong Li pondered for a short time and reached a conclusion.

"With his rank 2 talent breaking through the 4th layer this fast is very unlikely, he must have used external help."

"The most plausible are Spirit Qi pills." Hong Li was a powerful Inner Core realm cultivator and the dean for more than twenty years.

Within a brief moment he was able to dig out the truth.

The advantages of Spirit Qi pills are clear to all and to push through your cultivation they are the most affordable for a disciple.

"But to reach this level he must have consumed them massively in a short time, only a fool would do that." Elder Chen said in doubt.

How could someone be so short-sighted to ruin his future for a momentary surge in his cultivation.

The impurities of Spirit Qi pills and the danger of cultivating with them was common knowledge for every cultivators.

Who would still dare swallow them like nothing?

"You're right, moreover i know he never left the institute since he joined us and none of the Encompassing Washing pills have been retrieved from the storage in the meantime."

"Pursuing a short glory by ruining your prospects are the signs of small men." Hong Li said in disdain.

Originally he had great expectations for Ye Mo.

On the arena, he fought like a hellhound and Hong Li was reminded of himself in his youth.

However the news of his rank 2 talent was a heavy blow and he who already saw himself forging Ye Mo in a valiant hero that would bring honor to his name turned disappointed.

The higher the aspirations, the harder is the fall.

Hong Li has been trying to find a good disciple for some time now but in vain. He couldn't take members of clans or families as they were very loyal to their relatives and wouldn't completely devote themselves to his teachings.

Ma Shinfei was also a good match but he was the disciple of the flame grandmaster.

He wanted someone with good talent and a great battle sense. Someone that wouldn't accept defeat no matter what and could turn the tides during a fight with both his fists and his brain.

In the end his hopes were crushed and he could only clench his fists in dismay and consternation.

"Hmph, he's just a rank 2 talent afterall, this sort of reaction has been seen many times when youths can't accept their lack of potential and try by any means to attract our attention. This is the nature of humans to demonstrate their superiority over their peers. Only by proving themselves to others would they feel their life is meaningful."

"In the end, everyone has clear limits and once he understands the futility of his actions it would be too late."

Now that Hong Li learned Ye Mo was reckless enough to cultivate through Spirit Qi pills, he completely forsaked him.

𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘨𝘦𝘮 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘺 𝘱𝘦𝘣𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘬...

𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘧 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘌𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘞𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘸-𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘳 𝘚𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘵 𝘘𝘪 𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘴.

𝘉𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘵 𝘶𝘱 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘱 𝘣𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘱, 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩.

Hong Li shook his head in pity as he left this matter to one side of his mind.

...

Sitting on his red mat, Ye Mo swallowed a mid-tier Spirit Qi pill as he revolved the Black Vortex cultivation technique.

"I will cultivate during the day and train with my battle skills at night."

"My house is isolated from the rest of the disciple district, few members pass by during the day and almost none at night. Coupled with the darkness, i will be able to train my skills without revealing anything."

Ye Mo wanted to raise his abilities sharply before departing. Although this mission isn't supposed to be difficult once you fall in danger it's too late to regret.

In this world there is no second chances, you can only count on yourself to escape a predicament.

Ye Mo barely left his seclusion a few days ago that he returned into an intense training regiment.

The day he would cultivate through the Black Vortex and the assistance of mid-tier Spirit Qi pills and the night he would practice Shadow Walk and Cyclone Kick.

It was a very dull life and few rare individuals could endure it, especially at this age where they would crave for adventures and making a name for themselves.

Bearing the solitude, the isolation and the lack of stimulation was extremely difficult particularly when you were the student of an institute. With the status came wealth and power and every once in a while, they would go to the city to make full use of it.

Bonding with others and romancing beautiful damsels were the way to truly enjoy life for many people.

However for someone who spent more than half his life all alone, loneliness was already a part of himself.

Ye Mo witnessed, smuggling, murders and human traffic on a regular basis. Surrrounded by the villainy of humans his heart grew cold long ago.

What is friendship? Just weaklings banding together to hide their own shortcomings, thinking two hands beat one fist. But in a land where an individual could beat a thousand, only personal strenght mattered.

What is love? Only cowards who can't stand solitude. Afraid to end up alone, they would forsake their own objectives for momentary pleasure, losing their rationality and adding another burden to themselves as prolonging their bloodline would become their greatest accomplishment.

Fame and glory? Merely background noises. Feeling anger or sadness when critiscized and joy or pride when flattered. Only living through others eyes. Those were the most pitiful.

These are mortal affairs, insignificant, only there to lure the weak willed away from the true path.

Infinite power, invincibility, this was something worth pursuing!

Compared to my lofty ambition what is the worth of such allures?

In front of absolute strenght nothing remains.

Fighting gods and demons, humans and beasts, overturning heaven and earth, drenching the world in blood!

No attach, no weaknesses!

Power above all else!

A true demon!

In the dark room, a demonic blaze shone in Ye Mo's eerie black eyes.

A month later, Ye Mo stood at the back of his house, in the dead of the night, surrounded by trees.

The wind blew hard and many leafs continually flew around him before falling on the ground.

With a movement of his legs, the wind was whipped as after images of his kicks surrounded him.

At this moment, his feets seemed surreal as they moved at unprecedented speed.

After an instant he stopped.

Although brown leafs constantly littered the ground, in a radius of ten feets around him, threre was nothing but verdant grass dancing in the wind.

"The Liu clan martial arts seems to emphasize minimal strenght for maximum speed."

"With speed come numbers and with numbers come additional damage."

It was the second one Ye Mo trained in and like Wind Flow, it focused much on speed.

When the kicks reach you, the leg would have already been retracted and a second wave would follow as fast.

After two months, in the morning.

The light rays pierced the sky as the sun could be seen slowly rising on the horizon.

Ye Mo got up from the red mat as the Black Vortex dissipated in his dantian.

He could hear quick steps and noisy chatter from his house as he put on his sleeveless brown suit.

The day for the Tiger Martial institute half-year assessment began!