Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

Chapter 74 The State Of Completely Forgetting Oneself (Part One)

"Zen was foolish to accept Leo's challenge! If I were him, I wouldn't have accepted Leo's challenge, and I would've kept quiet!"

"Well, he's probably arrogant enough to think he's invincible. You know he just ranked first place in the entrance exam and became an outer disciple. People like him usually end up paying with their blood!"

"That's not what I heard. I heard Zen deliberately approached Leo and challenged him. What a hostile man!"

The fight was the newest and hottest gossip that spread like wildfire through the Drizzle Peak! Zen and Leo were going to fight each other!

Sitting on his bed, Zen, indifferent to the gossip, was meditating to continue practicing the Spiritual Thorn.

His engagement with Leo was days away. Since he accepted the challenge, Zen knew that if he backed out, he would be labeled a coward.

'If I can master the skill of turning my soul into a thorn, according to the Spiritual Thorn, I will have a better chance of prevailing in the battle ring, ' determined Zen silently.

'Turning a soul into a thorn... ' he murmured to himself.

'So then how do I turn my soul into a sharp thorn?'

The soul was a formless disembodiment of a person's perception of himself.

Therefore, people usually unknowingly recreated their soul as their physical form during meditation.

So, Zen's soul appeared as Zen looked in reality.

himself, his soul would remain as he was, and couldn't change into something else,

my soul be transformed into another form, '

he reasoned the puzzle out in his mind, the startling

this skill is to disregard how I see myself!"

that state? To completely abandon how I see myself? How is that even

brows were furrowed as he weighed the concept thoroughly.

shut his eyes, attempting to forget himself.

and he sensed nothing but

He was glad to have two top-grade refinement methods, but unfortunately, he didn't seem to have the wit to learn either of them, which was a severe blow to his

his room and trudged up

o'clock in the morning, and the sun hadn't risen.

feet down the trail, he came to a sheer cliff that stretched out to form a natural platform for people

the expert craftsmen of the Cloud Sect built an elaborate pavilion into

in the

as far as the eye could see. A sea of unbroken clouds surrounded the rolling peaks in the

Peak which ranked in twenty-first place, while the Azure Peak

years. Regardless of how outstandingly gifted the disciples were, for these peaks a disciple's existence was a

as insignificant as a grain of sand in the

heartstrings being tugged as he looked out at the magnificence of the spectacular mountain range.

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