Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

He knew from his earlier encounter that these men wouldn't give up easily.

Straining his muscles to prepare against any potential attacks, Zen kept heading towards the next stone tablet. As he drew closer to the four men, a young man dressed as a scholar approached him, putting up his hand for Zen to stop. "Guy, you don't need to continue. Your initial exam is completed."

The scholar's words were no-nonsense, but Zen was surprised when they didn't attack him directly. Assessing the situation, Zen decided to pretend to know nothing about their purpose and asked, "Why is my exam over? Who asked you to stop me here?"

Chuckling, the scholar said, "I don't see any reason to answer your questions. All you need to know is that this is the end of the initial exam for you. You shouldn't get your hopes up. The Cloud Sect is not a place for people like you."

Usually, facing four marrow refining level adversaries, one should be scared. Even people at the top of organ refining level couldn't compare to rivals who had reached the marrow refining level. Therefore, the four men considered Zen an easy target.

Not hearing any answers, Zen was trying to think of how he could escape the four men. But his expression and stance didn't give that away. Instead, he continued to pretend not to understand what the scholar meant, his face gloomy and he murmured, "But, I haven't passed my initial exam, yet. What should I do about that?"

"That's your problem!" declared the scholar as the four men glared mockingly at Zen. The four of them exchanged glances, thinking, 'The boy is foolish if he still thinks he will pass the initial exam! Is he dreaming?'

While the men were busy glancing at each other, Zen stared up into the sky behind them and cried outman, look, here's an examiner coming now, on a flying chariot!"

Since the examiners at the Cloud Sect deterred most of the disciples from breaking the rules, Zen knew the four men would be afraid to attack him in front of the examiners. So, when Zen shouted happily, they automatically turned to see the chariot.

Simultaneously, Zen rushed forward.

Summoning every bit of his energy, he shot forward, like an arrow released from a bow. Almost instantly, he passed his attackers, rushing at the stone tablet in sight.

looked back at an empty sky. There was no flying chariot or any examiners. They whipped their heads back,

trickery, the faces of the four men contorted angrily,

"Sneaky simpleton!"

really think

legs when we catch him!

evil expletives coming from behind, Zen smiled faintly and then turned a deaf ear. He drove his whole body to the limit and pushed

about one mile stood between Zen and the stone. He was sprinting into the stone tablet. With

chasing him weren't slow. Especially the scholar, whose body had a blue light shining and feet moving like thunder. What kind of skill was the scholar refining? His speed was far faster than Zen's, and the scholar was running

your plot is nothing! Taste my Toxic Smoky Palm! And go to hell!" The scholar criticized, lunging at Zen's back. A green light flashed from his hands, as he reached out and smacked Zen firmly on the

from someone at the marrow refining level was

the wind out of him but also released green smoke into Zen's body, which was so toxic that it would kill an elephant

has hurt you. You won't be able to run now and will fall to the ground soon."

the scene he had imagined wasn't

still running? How is it

with his eyes widened in surprise.

just now. With his strength at the marrow refining level, he should have smashed Zen's body into

the scholar's toxic palm at all? He was running ahead as if he hadn't been poisoned! As a matter of fact,

kind of monster is he?' he