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Chapter 478 Sect Entrance Examination [4]

Chapter 478  Sect Entrance Examination [4]

*flick* Zhao Tian stood before Mo Zing, who was slumped against a tree, his body bruised and battered and despite the pain, Mo Zing managed a weary grin as he tilted his head up to look at Zhao Tian.

"That was a good fight.. but ended quickly."

Hearing his words, Zhao Tian gave a faint nod and Mo Zing reached out to the pouch hanging on his waist.

Tossing the pouch to Zhao Tian, Mo Zing tiredly leaned back on the tree trunk "You can have it..."

Zhao Tian was quite surprised, as he expected Mo Zing to be a cliche young master and say things like 'Do you know who I am and who my father is?'

The kind who would threaten him with vengeance for daring to best him in a fight.

But instead, Mo Zing surprised him with his calm demeanor and willingness to concede defeat with dignity. Opening the pouch, he took half of the marbles and tossed it back to Mo Zing "You can have the rest..."

Mo Zing blinked in surprise as he caught the pouch and stared at it in his hand for a moment, then chuckled weakly, leaning back against the tree trunk, a wry smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Thanks... ?"

As his voice trailed off, Zhao Tian spoke "Zhao Tian."

With a nod, Mo Zing replied "Thanks Zhao Tian, my name is Mo Zing..."

Mo Zing? Zhao Tian raised an eyebrow in surprise and asked "One of the three prestigious families in Zhennan Empire?" Mo Zing nodded, struggling to get back to his feet. "Yeah... Rughh... One of the three prestigious families," he repeated, wincing from the pain in his ribs as he pushed himself up. Before Zhao Tian could respond, two lackeys burst through the treeline, rushing toward Mo Zing with panic etched on their faces. "Brother Zing!"

The second lackey, clearly more hot-headed, glared at Zhao Tian. "You! Do you know who he is?! Huh? He's the youngest son of the Mo family in the Zhennan Empire!"

"If the Mo family finds out about this, you're dead! You hear me? Dead meat!" -_- Zhao Tian stared at them blankly and Mo Zing shook his head helplessly "Don't mind them... Zhao Tian."

Zhao Tian gave a faint nod of understanding and without another word, he turned, his figure blurring as he disappeared into the shadows of the forest "I'm taking my leave." As soon as Zhao Tian vanished, the hot-headed lackey clenched his fists, clearly frustrated. "Brother Zing, we need to report this to your father! We'll have him slice that guy's head off and-" "Shut up," Mo Zing snapped, his patience with his lackey's whining finally wearing thin.

"Zhao Tian beat me fair and square. He didn't kill me, and he even gave me back half of the marbles. He's someone stronger than us... so let it go."

"But brother Zing-!" the lackey started, only to be cut off once again.

"Just help me get up, you fools," Mo Zing uttered, clearly fed up with their overzealous protectiveness.

His body was still aching from the fight, and he didn't have the energy to argue any longer.

The lackeys exchanged nervous glances before rushing forward to assist their leader. "Y-Yes, brother Zing!"

...

Zhao Tian who was teleporting from one tree to another glanced down at the disciples who were searching for the marble and frowned slightly.

'Hmm... Going through this scapegoat method is inefficient. So, what I have to do is...'

...

It was already close to evening and the sun was slowly dipping to the horizon.

A young man, drenched in sweat and fatigue, sprinted toward the gate, eager to prove his worth and join the sect, his pouch rattling with the sound of marbles. However, as he reached the Southern gate, he saw a handsome young man with white hair, and sharp features, standing in front of the enormous gate.

Huh? Without paying him too much attention, the young man attempted to walk past and approach the gate.

But before he could take another step, a crackling bolt of blue lightning shot through the air, blocking his path.

He slowly turned his head to look at Zhao Tian "Uh?"

"Give me three of your marbles and you can enter."

The young man blinkedhis eyes, bewildered by the demand. "Huh? Why should I give you thr-"

*thrish* Before he could finish his sentence, a flash of blue light streaked toward him, sending searing pain through his body as the lightning bolt coursed through his chest.

His legs gave out, and he stumbled backward, gasping in agony and his entire body trembled from the shock as he fell to one knee, his eyes wide with fear.

"Haargh!!" His cry echoed through the courtyard.

Before he could even react further, Zhao Tian appeared in front of him, delivering a kick to his face.

*thoom* The young man did a 360 spin on the air and fell to the ground.

 "So?"

The young man groaned in pain, clutching his face as he slowly got back to his feet, glaring at Zhao Tian with a mix of anger and fear. "I-I collected all of them with my hard work... Why should I just hand them over to you?" Zhao Tian's smiled faintly, and blue bolts of lightning began to crackle around his body, filling the air with an electric hum "Tax... Pay it, and you can enter."

The young man clicked his tongue 'Lightning elemental... uhh, I better don't want to provoke him and just with this short exchange he is clearly stronger than me..'

'I have 25 marbles... It's just three, and I'd rather enter the Sect than risk getting beaten up for it.'

Resigned to his fate, the young man reached into his pouch, pulled out three marbles, and handed them to Zhao Tian, who took them with a satisfied smile. "You can enter," Zhao Tian said, pointing toward the gate. 'What a bastard...'

Cursing under his breath, the young man stepped in, and soon more people began to come to the Southern Gate.

...

*thoom* "Urghhh!" Three men crashed into the courtyard, their agonizing screams echoing through the air scaring the disciples.

Zhao Tian stood at the Southern gate with a smile on his face "Three marbles..."

Many people didn't want to get into a fight on the first day and it was only three marbles, so they handed it over to the bully and entered.

While some retaliated, Zhao Tian used force to get his tax payment from them.

As the line of disciples continued to thin, a nervous young man approached the gate, trying his best to avoid Zhao Tian's gaze.

His steps were hesitant, his heart pounding in his chest and when Zhao Tian's cold eyes fell on him, he froze.

"U-Uh... Senior," the young man stammered, his voice shaking. "I only have 18 marbles with me. I... I can't even join the Sect. I thought of begging them to let me enter..." Hearing this, Zhao Tian let out a sigh, took two marbles from his pouch and gave them to him "Scramble..."

The young man's eyes filled with tears of gratitude. "Th-Thank you so much, Senior!" he cried, bowing deeply before hurrying into the Sect, overwhelmed by the unexpected kindness. ...

Meanwhile, standing on top of the southern tower in the Sect, Eldric Grey glanced at the commotion happening at the Southern gate.

The old man beside him, frowned in anger "He is robbing all of the contestants... this is against the Sect rules, to hurt other disciples in the Sect's vicinity."

Eldric Grey couldn't help but chuckle in amusement "What an interesting lad and he has lightning elemental."

"Maybe we can get him under our wing when he becomes an inner court disciple."

-_- The old man was dumbfounded 'Did you even listen to what I said just now?'

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