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.

remain as he was, and couldn't change into something else, not even

be transformed into another form, ' he

in his mind, the startling thought slammed into him.

to mastering this skill is to disregard

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

as he weighed the concept thoroughly.

shut his eyes,

passed and he sensed nothing but waves of

to have two top-grade refinement methods, but unfortunately, he didn't seem to have the wit to

up the

was well before five o'clock in the morning, and the sun hadn't risen. There was a complete, utter stillness.

that stretched

expert craftsmen of the Cloud

one in the pavilion at the

at the view stretching in front of him as far as the eye could see. A sea of unbroken clouds surrounded the rolling peaks

place, while the

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

insignificant as a grain of sand in the

felt his heartstrings being tugged as he looked out at the magnificence of the spectacular

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