Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

As Zen came out of Quenching Peak, he saw it was raining.

Rainy days were rare to come by in the dead of winter.

He looked up at Hell Mountain, located not so far off in the distance, and his eyes instantly hardened.

He used to think the mountain too far to get to. But as his strength increased day-by-day, he knew it wouldn't be too long before he finally rescued his sister.

Moving his eyes away from the mountain, he turned around and took off.

The All Peaks Competition would be a golden opportunity for him to display his talent. It would be the ultimate test of his strengths. Although there was still a long time to go before the competition was held, Zen was eager to make the best of every minute and second till then to prepare himself.

The competition was held every three years, and as it drew nearer, all the disciples began to feel a sense of urgency.

The outer disciples were anxious to shoot ahead of others and become inner disciples; while the inner ones were seeking to be awarded the higher rankings. The top-ranked ones in the inner circle were training themselves to obtain good scores in the competition.

Whether it was Skytop Peak, that ranked the first among the Peaks, or Drizzle Peak, that ranked the last, all the disciples including the mediocre and the highly talented ones were training hard.

Zen was no

the Magical Fish would cost him a slew of points. Zen had practiced in it for two hours each time before, but now, he would need four,

his cubic crystals. He had no choice but to let the Cloud Sect demand an outrageous charge from him—ten thousand

a week. After hours spent fighting against the deadly Murlocs,

a critical bottleneck on his road to the martial arts. Contrary to that, breaking through the first

the ninth grade to reach the tenth, which was the consummation of the nature level, was a constriction very difficult for them to sort out. Advancing from the consummation of nature level to the Illuminating Soul Realm was even more challenging. As a matter of fact, only one out of a hundred who reached the consummation of nature level could successfully leap into the Illuminating Soul Realm, while most of them found themselves stuck and unable

of nature level, but the points in his disciple card were almost

His brows were deeply furrowed, and one could not see the joy of the breakthrough on his face. His points were quickly running out. It was not too severe a problem, but it was

body in the Lake of the Magical Fish, but the Streamer Sword he had acquired could not be honed in that place, which

not consume as many points as the Lake of the Magical Fish did. Every two hours in the lake docked him two hundred points, while the sword platform would only deduct eighty.

that it was probably because the Seven-Star Sword Light Platform had room for multiple people to practice

left in his disciple card, which would enable him

rather gloomy, Zen climbed onto Drizzle Peak, about to have a sumptuous meal before taking some

he felt like he had come across the God of Rain after enduring a lengthy drought. If Wurth