Training Begins
The Inner Courtyard covers a vast area, built among towering mountains, encompassing almost the entire Fulong Mountain Range.
Within these mountains, many beasts live, and the strong among them occupy territories and reign over the forests.
It's not that the Inner Courtyard instructors don't deal with these threats; rather, these random dangers are part of the disciples' growth process.
On the mission wall of the External Affairs Office, there are many tasks that require students to hunt certain beasts or collect rare materials guarded by powerful beasts.
It can be said that the beasts in the Fulong Mountain Range are essentially kept by the Inner Courtyard.
Mo Fan chose a picturesque and secluded place for Mo Qingkuang to practice in seclusion.
This place, located in the northern part of the Fulong Mountain Range, is a deep valley.
The valley has a cold pond, waterfall, trees, and beautiful scenery. Surrounded by cliffs on three sides, towering into the clouds, with only one entrance, it seems like an isolated place.
This area is deep within the Fulong Mountain Range, home to very powerful beasts.
Therefore, it's difficult for ordinary students to find this place, which is perfect for Mo Qingkuang's training.
Along the way, Mo Fan used his possession technique to speed up their journey, quickly creating an environment for Mo Qingkuang that was beautiful, remote, and relatively safe.
Seeing no one around, Mo Fan floated out of the ring, slowly condensing into a form in midair.
His soul had changed significantly since Mo Qingkuang first saw him.
His form was more stable, his soul more solid, thanks to practicing the Soul Nourishing Technique.
After such a short time of practice, Mo Fan's soul strength was incomparable to before.
He knew that the existence of the Soul Nourishing Technique was to prepare for his future resurrection.
"Qingkuang, you have always been curious about the hell training technique, right? You have one last chance to back out. Once we start, there will be no stopping for three months." Mo Fan looked at Mo Qingkuang and said calmly.
Mo Qingkuang's eyes were firm, "Ancestor, I am not afraid! If Lin Yang can do it, so can I!"
Mo Qingkuang's hatred for Lin Yang had never diminished. Lin Yang's existence was his inner demon, and the scene of being defeated by Lin Yang still haunted him in his dreams.
Lin Yang's talent was higher, and he had guidance from a peerless master. To compete with him, Mo Qingkuang couldn't afford to follow a conventional training path.
Even though he had defeated Lin Yang once in the martial examination, it was due to Mo Fan's planning. In terms of real combat strength, Mo Qingkuang was still inferior to Lin Yang.
Therefore, Mo Qingkuang had always been concerned about the hellish training method that Lin Yang used.
If Lin Yang could do it, he had to do it too, and do it better!
"In that case, start by carrying that tree trunk on your back and climb the cliff!" Mo Fan nodded, pointing to a large tree not far away.
Mo Qingkuang's determination was understandable. In other matters, this pampered young master might have found ways to dodge, but when it came to Lin Yang, Mo Qingkuang would never back down!
The tree was over ten meters tall. Following Mo Fan's instructions, Mo Qingkuang swiftly cut down the branches with a hand chop, leaving only the trunk to fall to the ground.
The trunk was about as thick as a person could embrace, seemingly weighing hundreds of pounds, leaving a deep dent in the ground when it fell.
Mo Qingkuang's face darkened. He had a wind attribute physique, excelling in speed rather than strength.
Although he was a third-rank martial master, carrying something weighing hundreds of pounds wasn't difficult, but climbing a cliff with it would be extremely challenging.
He looked up at the nearly vertical cliff, unexpectedly smooth, with few footholds.
"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and carry it!" Mo Fan urged as Mo Qingkuang hesitated, "This is just the first step, and you're scared already? I estimate Lin Yang has already entered the second stage."
Hearing Lin Yang's name, any hesitation in Mo Qingkuang vanished instantly.
Gritting his teeth, he hoisted the tree trunk onto his shoulder and began charging up the cliff.
Watching Mo Qingkuang, Mo Fan closed his eyes and quietly counted, "One, two, three, fall!"
"Boom!" A loud crash responded to Mo Fan's words as the log fell.
Mo Qingkuang, carrying the log, barely took three steps up the wall before he and the log fell together.
Fortunately, Mo Qingkuang reacted quickly, letting go of the log and flipping gracefully to the ground, avoiding injury.
Climbing a mountain differs from walking; the energy expenditure for climbing is several times higher than for walking.
This cliff was far more challenging than any mountain, and Mo Qingkuang had to secure the log with his hands, relying solely on his legs to climb.
The log wasn't evenly trimmed; one end was thicker than the other, with uneven weight distribution.
On flat ground, Mo Qingkuang could stabilize it with his martial master strength, but on the slope, this imbalance caused him to lose his footing.
"Pick it up and continue! From now on, don't let go of the log, even if you fall. It is part of your body! If you get hurt, there are medicines here, so don't waste them," Mo Fan said coldly, pointing to the over two hundred bottles of medicine he had taken from the Sumeru ring and placed on the ground.
Seeing Mo Fan's cold demeanor, Mo Qingkuang swallowed the words of plea he had ready to say.
He picked up the log again and began climbing.
"Thud!" As before, he didn't get three steps before falling again.
This time, Mo Qingkuang obeyed Mo Fan and didn't let go of the log, falling with it and feeling a jolt of pain throughout his body.
"Too stupid! How can I have such a stupid descendant?" Mo Fan glared at him in frustration and cursed, "Are you a pig? At this rate, you'll never get past the first stage!"
"Use your mind to feel the balance of the log, find the balance point between your body and the log! Use that point to exert force to maximize your stability!"
"And I told you not to let go of the log, not to fall with it like that. Do you think I have unlimited revival pills to save your life? Can't you find new footholds as you climb? Pick it up and continue!"
Mo Qingkuang trembled as he heard Mo Fan's sudden outburst.
The ancestor was truly angry, and it was his own incompetence that had caused such disappointment.
However, a fire began to ignite in his heart. Lin Yang had the guidance of the Saint Alchemist, and he had the guidance of the ancestor!
In the previous battle on Mt. Buyi, the ancestor had already proven himself to be stronger than the Saint Alchemist. If he failed because he was useless, it would be inexcusable!
With this thought, Mo Qingkuang's eyes grew sharper. He picked up the log and approached the cliff again.
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some stones would be appreciated~