The Villain Doesn’t Want To Get Entangled With the Beautiful Girl After Rebirth

5. Second Rank, Still Dominating You

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The spiritual realm assessment concluded, and each disciple’s cultivation was recorded.

Zhao Zhangmen was quite satisfied with this. Over the past six months, most disciples had made breakthroughs. The youth were strong, and so Xuan Yun Sect was stronger.

Taking advantage of the full assembly, Zhao Zhangmen had important matters to discuss.

“After this spiritual realm assessment, most disciples have advanced in their cultivation. For those who are less than ideal, do not be discouraged. You are still young, and the road ahead is long.”

He paused briefly, then raised his voice: “When you were initiated, you should have known that you are responsible for the lives of all under heaven. Now, with the Demon Sect rampant and monsters causing havoc, you bear a heavy burden and must not slack off. I am well aware of everyone’s cultivation level. Soon, Xuan Yun Sect will receive commissions, and you will go out to suppress demons and monsters, which will be your trial outside.”

Zhangmen flipped through the sect’s record book of their spiritual realms, continuing, “Disciples above the third spiritual realm rank and those who have been initiated for over five years should all go out for trials. I hope you can apply what you’ve learned to real combat.”

Lin Nuo listened to Zhangmen’s rambling.

Old man, just say those above the third rank and Lin Nuo need to go out. Are you sure there’s anyone else under your second condition?

You’ve played your cards well, just so the protagonist can level up after reaching the third rank.

Trials outside have their pros and cons. Advancement in real combat is fast, but it’s easy to get injured.

In his memory, this trial outside was the protagonist Suke Xin’s opportunity. Suke Xin had a constitution that would burst forth when on the brink, and her cultivation would increase after each burst.

With the protagonist’s halo, she wouldn’t die but only grow stronger.

“The sect will arrange commissions based on everyone’s cultivation level. Treat the trials like a battlefield and take them seriously.”

As soon as Zhao Zhangmen finished speaking, a noisy discussion erupted below.

Half of the disciples present had no real combat experience, mostly cultivating in Tian Ling Mountain. Suddenly having to go out, some were excited, others worried.

This was the trend of the times. With the world in chaos, sects like Xuan Yun, known for their righteousness, must alleviate the world’s worries. There wasn’t much time to wait for them to mature. Disciples of the third spiritual realm rank had to go out for trials and grow through real combat.

To kill the protagonist, it would be best to go with her, but he knew the upcoming arrangements. He would be separated from Suke Xin for the trials, and when he returned, the gap in their strength would widen even more.

The spiritual realm assessment conference ended, and the disciples dispersed to continue their cultivation.

Han Xianzi taught Lin Nuo some basic techniques of a new skill, then let him practice on his own. By the end of the day, she hadn’t asked how his practice was going.

But Lin Nuo didn’t practice the new skill. Instead, he found a place to hide and practice the demonic cultivation method.

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As evening fell, the afterglow of the setting sun spread over every inch of Tian Ling Mountain.

Lin Nuo was ready to head back when a disciple found him.

“Lin Nuo, Master Wu Feng is looking for you. He wants you to go to the bamboo forest behind the mountain.”

Master Wu Feng, an elder deeply skilled in palm techniques.

The bamboo forest behind the mountain?

Lin Nuo nodded, “I understand.”

With that, Lin Nuo picked up his sword and headed towards the back mountain.

“He doesn’t even ask what it’s about? Well, let’s wait for good news from the third senior brother.”

The disciple chuckled to himself.

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The bamboo forest on the back mountain, a gentle breeze blowing, the sound of bamboo rustling.

“The third senior brother, he’s coming.”

A disciple hurried back from ahead to report.

“Good, are you sure there’s no one else around?”

“No one. I’ve checked.”

The three disciples belonged to the same sect. Leading them was the third senior brother, Guan Lei, at the fourth-tier level, with the other two disciples at the third-tier, all proficient in fist and palm techniques. They were discussing how to give Lin Nuo a severe beating.

Since infighting was forbidden within the sect, they had to lure Lin Nuo to the back mountain to thrash him thoroughly.

“This Lin Nuo, overestimating himself, lacking strength yet boasting, even daring to pursue Qin Shili. I’ve long been displeased with his arrogant airs. Today, he’ll taste some hardship.”

Guan Lei rubbed his fists, loosening his muscles, eager to start.

At that moment, a cool breeze blew, and a young man in white, expressionless, approached slowly.

“He’s here.”

Guan Lei and the other two stepped out from behind the bamboo, blocking Lin Nuo’s path.

Lin Nuo stopped, still expressionless.

Guan Lei sneered, “Lin Nuo, you’ve been fooled. Did you really think the master would seek you out? You’ve been at the second-tier spiritual realm for five years, yet you boast and aspire to pursue Qin Shili? Do you really think you’re that impressive? It seems you lack a lesson to remember.”

Guan Lei signaled to the disciples beside him. They nodded, and one of them channeled energy into his fist, swinging fiercely at Lin Nuo.

“Too slow.”

Lin Nuo deftly dodged and immediately threw a punch, landing it squarely on the disciple’s face.

With a fierce punch, the disciple was sent flying several meters in the direction of his punch.

“Soul-breaking Palm!”

Another disciple finished gathering energy and swung his palm towards Lin Nuo. Lin Nuo dodged again with ease, squatting slightly, and with a shoulder throw, “Snap,” the disciple lay sprawled out like a salted fish, limbs upturned.

“What’s the matter with you? Can’t you even beat a second-tier spiritual realm waste?!”

Guan Lei was furious, his spiritual energy raging, and the muscles all over his body tensed with bulging veins.

“I’ll smash your face in!”

Just as Guan Lei was gathering his strength to throw a punch, Lin Nuo’s sleeve shot out several sharp silver needles, piercing Guan Lei’s body.

“This…”

Instantly, Guan Lei’s body went numb, unable to muster any strength. Lin Nuo swiftly kicked him in the stomach, causing him to spit out saliva.

“My apologies.”

With one hand, Lin Nuo grabbed Guan Lei’s hair and forcefully pressed his face into the dirt. “I am really quite formidable.”

Guan Lei’s head was buried in the grass and soil, unable to struggle free.

The robust disciple of boxing, now humiliated and buried in the earth.

An efficient antagonist values effectiveness, striking decisively without hesitation, taking down the enemy within a few moves.

“You… you actually used hidden weapons…! That’s against the martial code…!”

With his head buried in the grass and dirt, the unyielding Guan Lei vehemently protested against Lin Nuo’s dirty tactics.

Lin Nuo sneered, “Someone like you still talks about martial ethics? Let’s see who the real loser is.”

Lin Nuo pulled out the small knife from Guan Lei’s waist and brought it close to his ear.

“Be careful, or you might not need that ear anymore.”

“Lin Nuo, you wouldn’t dare! You’ll be expelled from the sect!”

“Who’s the loser?”

Lin Nuo ignored whatever Guan Lei was saying. His knife began to slowly grind against Guan Lei’s ear, drawing blood. Guan Lei felt the pain of the blade cutting into his ear.

Fear suddenly gripped Guan Lei’s heart.

He hadn’t even gone out for his trial yet, and he was already facing a life-and-death crisis.

This man must be insane; he wouldn’t really cut it off, would he?!

What to do? Should he cry for help? There was no one else around, and besides, if word got out in the sect that he was defeated by Lin Nuo, where would he put his face?

But the knife, it kept grinding!

“I… I am the loser.”

“I can’t hear you.”

Lin Nuo’s knife continued to grind slowly, drawing more blood.

“I, I am the loser!”

Guan Lei shouted loudly, dirt filling his mouth.

He had never felt such humiliation before, especially in front of a mere second-stage spiritual realm weakling.

Lin Nuo stopped the knife in his hand and yanked Guan Lei’s hair.

“Just like your master, a useless waste.”

Lin Nuo suddenly flung Guan Lei away, who tumbled across the ground for several turns, his body covered in mud and grass.

“Even at the second stage of the Spirit Realm, I can still torment you.”

Lin Nuo said coldly.