"Good morning, Young Master Clark! How was your sleep last night?" Elder Feng Ren greeted the recently awakened bored gamer from his chambers.
Although it was already in the hottest time of the day as usual but this wise old man has long been used to the wiles of Young Master Clark.
As such, Elder Feng Ren could only indulge the peculiar ways of the one that he was tasked to protect. Not that our op protagonist needed any kind of protecting of course.
"Another great day awaits us, Uncle Ren! Let's all face it with a grateful heart and a hopeful spirit!"
Clark replied and marched off towards the dining area like he always did everyday since he got to the Demonic Sword Sect.
"Hello there, Uncle Lin!" Our bored gamer greeted the sunny face of Elder Feng Lin along the way.
"Good morning, Young Master Clark. You seem to be in a good mood today. Did something wonderful happen last night?"
Feng Lin was sharper than his younger brother and it has all but showed in his penetrating question at this time.
His gaze particularly roamed at the silent big beauty that followed the heels of our playful protagonist.
Alas, Lin Che did not even glance nor she wasted her breath upon those she considered as minor copies of the Foulest Creature in her midst.
The Primal Warden has all but retained her bias towards our very own bored gamer.
"Nothing in particular. I just had an unexpected visitor. The meeting has turned out pretty surprising for me. Hehehe."
Clark laughed cheekily and said no further. His steps echoed down the wide halls and it was curious to see that Tang Xinyue and Ze Min were not in the vicinity.
But this fact has not bothered our bored gamer one bit.
With how lax he was in controlling any of his women, those that were on his harem or otherwise, cases like this one was totally pretty expected.
"I'm glad to hear that, Young Master Clark. Anyone would be lucky to get an audience from one so talented as you are.
However, you should best keep in mind that your training and cultivation takes precedence about all else.
Will you join the first day in the Inner Court Training Session today, Young Master Clark?" Elder Feng Lin asked valiantly.
Even if he knew that no one visited our bored gamer last night because if so, they would have to be the first one to notice.
He and his brother Elder Feng Ren were not designated Dao Protectors for nothing.
Alas, Feng Lin was well aware that with how gifted and mysterious Young Master Clark was, anything was absolutely possible for him.
To this truth, Elder Feng Lin could sigh in helplessness.
He looked towards the quiet Lin Che to glean any signs from the lovely lady in golden dress and yet all Elder Feng Lin could get was a total blank and no other.
"First day of training, huh? Yeah. I think that it would be good for me to attend that one, Uncle Lin. But just this once okay?
I can't promise that I will go to the latter discussions in Elder Hong Tian's teachings. Since I began on my path against the will of the heavens, I have always believed in myself.
And what I learned in my 2 weeks of cultivation was that I am my greatest teacher. A prodigy like me doesn't need anyone to teach me."
Clark grinned and the laughter in his words was so palpable in the air. In response, Elder Feng Lin could only shake his head once more.
But his brother Elder Feng Ren would not give up that easily.
"Young Master Clark! I am not sure that this is a wise thing to do.
Elder Hong Tian is second to none when it comes to tackling the challenges in cultivation from the 10th Stage of Mortal Shedding Realm until the peak of Foundation Establishment Realm.
The bottleneck between these two realms cannot be downplayed as nothing. There are even instances when supposed geniuses of the sect fell because of their arr..."
Elder Feng Ren laid out a map of consequences behind the calmly walking Young Master Clark who led the way towards the dining room.
They passed the long stairways and passed through another set of intricate hallways and yet the lengthy motivating speech of one old man has yet to finish.
"Young Master Clark! Please reconsider! Attending the Inner Court Training Hall daily and without fail shall only reap you benefits and no disadvantages whatsoever!"
Elder Feng Ren finally concluded after they arrived at another large double doors that hinted of fresh fragrance and sumptuous food ahead.
"We shall see, Uncle Ren. But i can't promise you anything." Clark offered a noncommittal reply and pushed the doors towards his first meal for the day.
"With an evil power like this Foul Creature you call as Young Master Clark, he needs no further training.
There is no one in this world that can stop him should he choose to go on a rampage and succumb completely to grave lunacy. But you don't have to fret, evil old man.
I will personally slay that Foul Creature with my own two hands if and when that day arrives."
Lin Che took pity on Elder Feng Ren and offered a longer food for thought towards the disheartened Elder of the Demonic Sword Sect.
At least it was much more words than what our bored gamer has said so far in this fresh new day.
* * *
'More than a week has already passed and Lai Peng, Wan Fei and Ning Xi have yet to upgrade a level in their cultivation.'
'SIGH!'
'Is cultivating really that hard for normal humans in this xinxia world?!' Clark lamented inside as he walked towards the sanctum of the Inner Disciples Court.
He has chosen to stay inside the premises of the Outer Court simply because he was much too lazy to pack his bags and move once more.
But more than that, this dilemma with his party's turtle crawling pace in cultivation bothered him at this time.
'It's sad. Tsk. Tsk. And i had foolishly wished that i could somehow create a team that would lead my army down the throat of that fucking Elder God.
Yet the indelible truth has decided to smack me in the face and stop my tracks before I could even gain any momentum of any kind.'
Our bored gamer took a deep breath and tried to wiggle his way out of this problem.
He would have tried to give better spiritual veins towards Lai Peng, Wan Fei and Ning Xi but it seemed that that power was absolutely way above his current realm of abilities.
Not even a True Immortal grasped the power to change the destiny of mortals.
'Nah... I don't believe that my party cannot attain the peak if I give them more than enough resources to use.
If they grow old and lack time to improve further, I will just shove a dozen or so longevity pills down their throats.
Let me see how anyone and anything would hinder me from creating the best party in existence in this xianxia world!' Clark smiled and has only the best of imaginations for his future.
A couple minutes more of slow walk and they have arrived into the Training Hall of the Inner Disciples Court.
There were only the Twin Swords and the Primal Warden to accompany our bored gamer today because the rest was busy in their own closed door cultivation.
In their short trek, it was a given that the party would pass by the sorry figures of the lower disciples in the Inner Court.
Same as the last, the Training Field was full of dusty men and women that practiced the complex stances of the Heaven Devourer Sword Formation of the Sect.
But different from the last time, their numbers grew with the new addition of fresh blood from the newly ascended Inner Court Disciples from yesterday's exam.
"Look at him! A fuckin big headed scum!"
"Just walking and passing as if we never existed in the first place!"
"Like we don't matter. SPAT!"
"Legacy Disciple or not, he should have shared our pain today!"
"This is bad for the sect! It's unfair and promotes favoritism!"
"What does he have that I don't?! I bet i could defeat that arrogant boy with my eyes closed!"
"HAH! I take that back! Eyes closed, one leg and one arm, that's the only thing in need in order to teach that shit faced Young Master Clark a lesson that he won't forget for as long as he is alive!"
A big chunk of the thousands in attendance in the Training Field grumbled to the person near them.
Although they had a lot of opinions in mind but it can be summarized in one piece that majority of these Inner Disciples were against the preferential treatment that our bored gamer enjoyed in his lonesome.
Alas, this was the way of the world and most has already accepted that as truth in this day and age. But not all.
"Greetings, Elder Hong Tian. I apologize that I have come late in the training. I was up all night and was in an extremely important phase of my cultivation.
In fact, i haven't had a wink of sleep yet in days!"
Clark spat some rubbish around and he was basically shameless in telling a lie straight to the face of the olden respectable lady and Head of the Inner Disciples Court.
"You are just on time, Young Master Clark. There is no need for any apology. Please take a seat." The Inner Court Master replied with a smile.
What could Elder Hong Tian who loved the Demonic Sword Sect more than her own life say?
The loyal Elder returned the lie with much grace and familiarity and even went as far as offered her very own forte towards this honored personality.
A hot tea was served with class and some small talk followed thereafter.
They did not even arrive at the five minute mark and yet one very impatient soul could not anymore take his grievance lying down.
"Teacher, I want to challenge Legacy Disciple Clark Colter in the Arena of Life and Death!"