Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor-Chapter 1012: Enforcement Hall Elder

Zhuang Zhi was a Desolate Level Martial Artist, although only at the initial stage of Desolate Level, but his strength far exceeded that of Ouyang Jian, a Direct Disciple who had reached Heaven Level Perfection.

If Gao Shuxian could cozy up to Zhuang Zhi, she would have a backer many times stronger than Ouyang Jian.

Though Gao Shuxian and Zhuang Zhi had met only once, and Zhuang Zhi had not explicitly agreed to protect Gao Shuxian in the future, from the crafty sparkle in Zhuang Zhi’s small triangular eyes, Gao Shuxian caught a hint of desire.

At that moment, Gao Shuxian knew her beauty had successfully piqued Zhuang Zhi’s interest, and that beguiling Zhuang Zhi to serve her own ends was only a matter of time.

With Zhuang Zhi, a Desolate Level Martial Artist as a supporter, who would dare to provoke her among the thousands of disciples at the Bitao Martial Academy in the future?

Thinking this, Gao Shuxian couldn’t help feeling smug, her gaze towards Fang Bai and others acquired a hint of malevolence, thinking to herself, "Just wait and see, you few. Once I settle things with Steward Zhuang, I’ll find a chance to deal with you! Hmph, messing with Gao Shuxian won’t end well!"

Hundreds of Cultivation Teams gathered in the vast square in front of the Bitao Martial Academy, with some of the teams that were on good terms clustering together, comparing the gains from their mountain training excursion.

Teams that had harvested a lot were naturally beaming with pride, exuberant.

Those with smaller hauls hung their heads in dispiritedness, looking gloomy.

Especially the few teams hopeful of making the top ten were exceptionally excited, their voices much louder than those of other teams, occasionally flaunting the Cultivation Resources they had collected.

By contrast, Huang Miao’s team, although they had amassed plenty of Cultivation Resources, were very low-key. After exchanging brief courtesies with peers they were on good terms with, they formed a small circle, guarding the Cultivation Resources their team had acquired, patiently waiting for the appearance of the Martial Academy’s upper echelons.

Once the Martial Academy’s upper echelons arrived, they would rank the top ten based on the Cultivation Resources gathered by each Cultivation Team, then award them. freēwēbnovel.com

Traditionally, the rewards included two types: a sum of Cultivation Resources and a chance to receive personal instruction from one of the upper echelons of the Academy.

The importance of Cultivation Resources to a Martial Artist goes without saying, and the opportunity to receive guidance from the upper echelons of the Bitao Martial Academy is also something the disciples yearned for.

Over the years, these two rewards from Bitao Martial Academy have motivated many disciples to risk venturing deep into the core areas of the Bitao Mountain Range, hunting Spirit Beasts and harvesting Spiritual Medicine, all to achieve a good ranking during the training.

Among them, many powerful or lucky disciples of Bitao Martial Academy received rewards from the upper echelons, emerged as elites of the Academy, and some even eventually joined the ranks of the Academy’s upper levels, becoming figures of admiration to other disciples.

Of course, many disciples also fell during these ventures, leaving behind no trace, a situation that elicited sighs of lamentation.

The number of Bitao Martial Academy disciples gathered in the square grew continuously, and eventually, the thousands of disciples who went to train in the mountains were mostly present. The several hundred who hadn’t made it were likely to have fallen in the Bitao Mountain Range, never to return.

This means that the number of fallen disciples accounted for about one tenth of the total who went for the mountain training.

The loss was significant.

However, many older disciples of Bitao Martial Academy seemed to have grown accustomed to this, their faces showing little surprise.

Fang Bai briefly observed that among the hundreds of fallen disciples, the majority were new disciples who had joined the Bitao Martial Academy at the same time as him. The main reason for their demise was that the new disciples were not strong enough and lacked experience. However, driven by impulsivity and a desire to prove themselves, they recklessly ventured deep into the mountain range and ultimately died under the attacks of Spirit Beasts.

But in the True Martial Realm, many Martial Artists fall every moment for various reasons, and it had become common sight. Apart from some close friends who would feel sorrow for the deceased, most people remained indifferent.

Thousands of disciples from Bitao Martial Academy gathered at the square, making a bustling noise.

Moments later, the thousands of disciples erupted into cheers like a tidal wave as a dozen top executives of Bitao Martial Academy, led by Dean Ren Jingbo, strode to the stone platform at the front of the square, standing proudly.

Dean Ren Jingbo and others, indeed being Desolate Level Martial Artists, though few in number, exuded an aura that enveloped the entire square when they stood there. This immediately made the thousands of disciples on the square feel a tremendous pressure.

"Disciples, quiet down and listen to Dean Ren’s speech!"

Steward Tie Xing of the Enforcement Hall stood out and swept his cold, severe gaze over the thousands of disciples below, speaking in a harsh tone.

His voice was not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of every disciple on the square.

Though not the strongest among the four Great Elders of Bitao Martial Academy, Tie Xing was the one most feared by the thousands of disciples.

This was because Tie Xing was in charge of enforcing the academy’s laws. He was impartial and did not show favoritism. If any disciple violated the academy’s rules, no matter who came to intercede, he would not give any leeway, not even to Dean Ren Jingbo.

Furthermore, Tie Xing always wore a serious expression and never smiled at anyone, which made him even more formidable when dealing with others.

Therefore, as soon as Tie Xing finished speaking, the square fell silent. Nearly everyone tightly pursed their lips and widened their eyes, gazing in the direction of the stone platform. They were even afraid to breathe too heavily, lest the Enforcement Elder catch them in the act and punish them on the spot.

Seeing the thousands of disciples fall silent, Tie Xing nodded in satisfaction and quickly stepped back behind Ren Jingbo.

Dean Ren Jingbo, with a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, stepped forward and let his gaze wander among the thousands of disciples below for a moment before slowly beginning to speak, "Disciples of Bitao Martial Academy, the one-month trial officially ends today. You have all worked hard!"

There should have been applause here, but with Tie Xing standing beside Dean Ren Jingbo, many disciples had not yet shifted their focus from him. Therefore, after Dean Ren Jingbo finished speaking, silence fell once more until four of the old leaders behind Dean Ren started clapping, prompting the thousands of disciples to react and then a thunderous applause ensued.

Dean Ren Jingbo’s expression remained unchanged, his smile still featuring his trademark touch. He cleared his throat and continued, "Over this month, I know you have all faced many perils and tribulations. Some disciples were injured, and even some have fallen. To those fallen disciples, I express my deepest regrets!"

As he spoke, his voice suddenly rose slightly before he added, "However, such is the life of a Martial Artist, with life and death unpredictable! From the moment you embarked on the path of Martial Dao, you were destined to face hardships and challenges, and the scythe of the Grim Reaper could claim your lives at any time! If you want to escape this predicament, you only have the option to diligently cultivate, enhance your strength, and take control of your own destiny..."