Cultivation Online novel Chapter 1853

Yuan’s opponent, a peak Spirit Apprentice, felt his confidence shatter the moment he realized the overwhelming gap between them—his expression turning deathly pale.

Facing an opponent who was an entire realm above him, he immediately understood that this battle was anything but fair. But alas, there was nothing he could do about a lottery system that was completely random and entirely reliant on luck.

With a deep sigh, the disciple accepted his fate. However, he didn’t forfeit. After all, the Sect Leader was watching, and forfeiting would make him look mentally weak.

While the disciple retrieved his Spirit-grade sword, Yuan retrieved his Earth-grade sword.

"..."

The disciple’s expression grew darker after seeing this. Not only was there a disparity in their cultivation, but his weapon was also outclassed an entire grade.

"You may begin the match!" The sect elder announced.

The moment the match began, Yuan kicked off the ground, launching himself forward like a bullet.

In an instant, before his opponent could even react, Yuan’s blade was already pressed against the disciple’s neck. The cold touch of steel sent a jolt of terror through the disciple’s body, causing him to freeze in place, his breath caught in his throat.

"I-I forfeit…" the disciple quietly muttered.

The match ended so quickly that some of the spectators missed it because they were not paying attention or they had to turn away for a second.

"What? The match ended already? That was the fastest one yet!"

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"The disciple got unlucky, encountering a monster like that Bamboo Disciple."

Meanwhile, in the sect elder’s area, Elder Sun’s eyes were as wide as saucers. She couldn’t believe what she’d just witnessed.

’He’s already at the peak of Spirit Warrior?! He had just become a cultivator not long ago!’ Elder Sun cried inwardly.

"Wow, his cultivation speed is quite ridiculous… I know disciples who have spent twice as much time as he has inside the Hunting Ground, but they’re not even half as fast as him!" Elder Jing exclaimed, her desire to have him as her disciple growing even stronger.

Even Elder Sun was beginning to consider recruiting Yuan as her disciple.

’I may not be able to recruit Tian Yang as my disciple, but he’s a different story…’ she thought to herself. ’However, the fact that he looks exactly like Tian Yang is weird… I don’t know if I’ll be able to ignore that…’

When Yuan returned to his seat, those around him stared at him with weird looks on their faces. Some had gazes of admiration, while others were fearful of him.

The excitement for the next several matches was almost non-existent after Yuan’s match.

Since he’d just gone on the stage and wouldn’t fight again until the next round, Yuan closed his eyes and began to cultivate in silence after sealing his hearing.

A few days later, Yuan opened his eyes when Lan Yingying woke him from his seclusion.

"It’s your turn," she said.