Extreme Almightiest Young Master-Chapter 1746 - 1728: Making Things Difficult

In the blink of an eye, three days passed, and the selection of the Outer Sect disciples was completed. Including the nominations from each prominent family, a total of thirty youths were chosen as Outer Sect disciples of the Divine Sword Sect this year.

Early in the morning, these thirty individuals were hurriedly brought together to a small square within the Divine Sword Pavilion. It was here that these newly appointed Outer Sect disciples truly met each other for the first time, engaging in conversations.

Soon, Elder Zheng approached from a distance, followed by a young man who appeared to be around thirty years old. Seeing Elder Zheng’s arrival, everyone immediately ceased their discussions, directing their attention to Elder Zheng and the young man.

Observing the disciplined demeanor of the thirty-plus individuals, Elder Zheng nodded in satisfaction and then began to speak: "From today onward, you are the Outer Sect disciples of this year’s class of the Divine Sword Sect. Now, I will explain some matters regarding this place to you."

"During the next three years, you must reach the Earth Covering Realm. There will be an Inner Sect assessment once a year, and only those who pass will enter the Inner Sect to become Inner Sect Disciples. If you do not reach the Earth Covering Realm within three years or fail the Inner Sect assessment, you have two choices: leave the Divine Sword Sect and have no further connection with it, or remain as regular Outer Sect disciples in the Divine Sword Pavilion. In this case, the Outer Sect disciples will no longer qualify to partake in subsequent assessments, and only those with significant contributions might be selected for the Inner Sect."

"Of course, during these three years, the Divine Sword Sect will assign instructors to guide you in Cultivation. These instructors were once your seniors and are elite disciples within the Inner Sect. The person beside me will be your instructor for the next three months, Zhang Bufan, who will lead you in mastering the basic Cultivation Techniques of the Divine Sword Sect. Let us welcome him."

"Clap, clap, clap..."

Applause rang out. Although everyone did not quite understand why Inner Sect disciples would guide them, they agreed earnestly. No one wanted to create enmity with the newcomers to avoid causing trouble for themselves.

Hearing the applause, Zhang Bufan stepped forward two steps and addressed everyone: "In the next three months, I will teach you the introductory spell of the Divine Sword Sect, the Divine Sword Heaven-Eroding Arts. After three months, I will conduct an assessment. Those who do not pass my assessment will be directly eliminated."

Zhang Bufan looked at the people in the square with contempt in his eyes. If it weren’t for orders from above, he wouldn’t bother to teach these novices, as it seemed like a complete waste of time. But since it came to this, he decided to get through this task as easily as possible and return to the Inner Sect for Cultivation.

What, elimination?

If we can’t keep up, we’ll be eliminated!

...

The group of thirty people below stood in a daze, shocked by Zhang Bufan’s rule, knowing they would definitely be sent back if they failed. They all began to feel anxious. Although they were now Outer Sect disciples, if they were indeed sent back, it would be a huge disgrace and a loss of face.

Among them, only Fang Yan displayed a faint smile, as if Zhang Bufan’s words did not concern him at all...

After a brief introduction, Zhang Bufan led everyone to a hall. Pointing at the four walls within, he said to everyone, "What is written on the walls are the Divine Sword Heaven-Eroding Arts. Within an hour, you are required to memorize the entire text."

After speaking, Zhang Bufan sat down and closed his eyes, chuckling inwardly. The Divine Sword Heaven-Eroding Arts comprised nearly six to seven thousand words, making it nearly impossible to memorize within an hour, unless one had a photographic memory — a feat he was certain none of them could achieve.

He did this on purpose, intending to give these Outer Sect disciples a hard time with a display of authority, so he could train them properly afterward. Otherwise, in three months, they might constantly cause trouble for him.

On hearing Zhang Bufan’s instruction, everyone immediately tensed up. He had only told them what to do and hadn’t mentioned the consequences. If they truly couldn’t memorize it and were sent back home, it would be a great dishonor! At this moment, everyone was incredibly nervous, their eyes scanning the walls to read the Divine Sword Heaven-Eroding Arts.

The scene was silent, to the point where even breaths could hardly be heard. No one could understand why the Divine Sword Heaven-Eroding Arts had so many words, making their eyes blur. But no matter how difficult it was, they had no choice but to grit their teeth and persevere, determined to memorize the Divine Sword Heaven-Eroding Arts no matter what.

Interesting.

Fang Yan smiled at this moment, finding Zhang Bufan amusing, fully understanding his intentions. He chose not to intervene, letting Zhang Bufan proceed as he wished, as long as it didn’t involve him.

In no time, an hour had passed. Zhang Bufan suddenly opened his eyes and, looking at the people in front, said, "Time’s up. Everyone turn around and do not look at the wall."

Upon hearing Zhang Bufan say time was up, everyone panicked inside but had no choice but to follow his orders and turn away. However, inside, they were furious, wanting to curse. With so many words on the wall, how could anyone memorize it all within two hours? This wasn’t a love letter with patterns to follow; even the most capable among them had memorized only a bit, with some managing only one or two thousand words.

Seeing the strained expressions on their faces, Zhang Bufan was pleased with the result. He approached a tall youth, around twenty, and said, "You, recite."

The chosen young man nearly cried upon being singled out. With so many words, he had memorized barely half — there was no way he could recite it. Yet he couldn’t defy Zhang Bufan, so he steeled himself and began to recite: "Swordsman, power of heart, unleash the latent force, stimulate the power of no veins..."

The youth began to recite with great tension. Initially, he did quite well, but as he continued, his pace slowed. By the end, he was practically sputtering each word out, large beads of sweat rolling off his forehead.

"Is this your recitation? What nonsense! Isn’t there a single person among this year’s Outer Sect disciples who can recite it?" Zhang Bufan mocked, looking at the youth who couldn’t finish the recitation.

The young man dared not say anything at this time, trembling on the spot. He truly didn’t want to be sent back home, casting a pleading look toward Zhang Bufan...

At this moment, others also became nervous, uncertain about what punishment would befall the youth. This concern grew because they, too, couldn’t fully recite the text. What would become of them?

Zhang Bufan basked in the anxious stares of these Outer Sect disciples, as they filled him with satisfaction. He aimed to instill awe in them, making them obedient. As he enjoyed their gazes, he walked toward a short, plump youth of about a meter sixty in height: "With all this fat, what are you doing here? Can you still cultivate with this body? You, recite."

The plump youth was shocked by Zhang Bufan’s words, his face changing dramatically. Like the former, he had only memorized about half. Seeing Zhang Bufan, he nearly cursed him. How could he encounter such a twisted instructor, one clearly intending to make their lives difficult? But given his position as instructor, there was nothing he could do despite his anger.

"Indeed, just a pig that only knows how to eat!" Zhang Bufan assessed the plump youth before tossing out the remark and heading toward someone else. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

What is this damn guy trying to do?!

Is this a way to torment people?!

Damn, does this guy have a problem?!

...

The rest looked at Zhang Bufan, quietly murmuring to themselves. By now, they realized Zhang Bufan wasn’t guiding them, but was deliberately making trouble. Yet, facing such a person, they dared not show their anger. Offending Zhang Bufan and getting expelled from the Divine Sword Sect would be terrible. Thinking this, they could only lower their heads, terrified of his disapproval.

"You, recite!"

...

"You, recite!"

...

Several more were selected by Zhang Bufan, all failing to recite and receiving his harsh taunting.

Once he had berated several people, Zhang Bufan felt content and addressed them again: "You are all useless, garbage, unable to even recite a spell. What can you do, how dare you even dream of being Outer Sect disciples? With such little talent, pah! Have some shame!"

"Instructor, your demand is too difficult; no one can memorize it. You’re not being fair to us!" Qin Kun, unable to hold back, finally spoke up, now furious at what he saw as blatant humiliation and trouble-making by Zhang Bufan. This was outright bullying!

"Fair? What is fair? Can’t handle such trivial matters, and you speak of fairness. Tell me, little fatty, what’s your name?" Zhang Bufan glanced over Qin Kun, who dared to challenge his authority, with icy indifference. What insolence, daring to provoke him now.

"Qin Kun! I demand a fair opportunity for us. Just because you’re our instructor doesn’t give you the right to belittle us!" Qin Kun paid no heed to Zhang Bufan’s threat, arguing against him. This obnoxious man was merely someone who had entered the Divine Sword Sect earlier than them — everyone started as Outer Sect disciples. What right did he have to treat them this way?