Primordial Cultivator

There were too many more important things that came up so Yang Wei didn\'t have the time nor effort to remember every little detail.

Hence, he was surprised when Elder Jing mentioned the sect tournament that was coming up.

"Jing Feng, what is the sect tournament?" Yang Wei then asked and continued.

"Is it a sect tournament within the Swift Feather Sect or do you mean our sect against other sects in the Phoenix Kingdom?"

Elder Jing nodded her head and proceeded to explain things to Yang Wei.

"The sect tournament was to be conducted in our own sect first to determine the candidates to fight in the actual sect tournament where the candidates each sect chose must fight against others to determine a sect\'s ranking."

"The sect tournaments that are to be conducted in our own sect are only available to inner disciples and above. Hence, you must pass the inner disciples exam when it begins otherwise, you would lose your chance in participating in the grand scale of the sect tournament."

Yang Wei\'s face turned solemn as he realized how little time he actually had left.

If there weren\'t any sect tournament, then it wouldn\'t have mattered much if he were to fail the inner disciple exam.

However, things changed completely since only inner disciples are qualified to become the candidate to fight against other sects.

"How is the sect going to determine the candidate?" Yang Wei then asked.

"That\'s a pretty dumb question coming from you. Obviously, our sect is going to choose the strongest disciple as the candidate," Elder Jing said and whipped Yang Wei suddenly.

Bang!

Yang Wei jumped upward upon feeling the whip impact as he could almost feel his skin ripping out.

"W-Why did you suddenly whip me?" Yang Wei cried inwardly as he could see a red line going through his chest.

Even now, Yang Wei could still feel a burning sensation coming from it because of the insane amount of true qi that Elder Jing coated the whip with.

"That was for asking a dumb question and your training has officially begun," Elder Jing replied swiftly as she whipped at Yang Wei again.

This time, it was on his lower left stomach and Yang Wei by instinct wanted to dodge such a deadly whip.

Alas, Elder Jing had already expected such a reaction from him since anyone who is still alive wouldn\'t allow themselves to get hit.

Thus, she restricted Yang Wei\'s movement with her cultivation base, causing Yang Wei to stay in place as the whip hit him hard.

"Arghh," Yang Wei screamed slightly in agony as he felt like his skin was no longer a part of me.

"Endure it, Yang Wei. The more your body gets hit, the more your body will get used to the pain, and soon, it will help refine your body more thoroughly." Elder Jing shouted as she continued to whip Yang Wei without holding her strength back at all.

Each whipping from Elder Jing was enough to cause Yang Wei extreme pain and made him want to kill himself directly.

After all, he was not allowed to put up any defense to deflect some of the damage from the whip.

If Yang Wei had to describe this scenario in words then it would be like getting hit by a truck over and over again as it goes 50 mph.

While Yang Wei was busy thinking about his scenario, Elder Jing continued to whip him without any break.

Yang Wei\'s body was scarred with multiple whip lines and blood could be seen dripping down his body.

"Keep enduring Yang Wei, I\'m doing this for your own good," Elder Jing shouted again whenever she sensed Yang Wei was about to fall unconscious from the unimaginable pain.

Although she doesn\'t like to see Yang Wei\'s suffering, she only wanted the best for him as this method would build a strong foundation for him.

Yang Wei could only grit his teeth as he watched the whip coming at his body at full speed.

Each whip seemed to rip his skin off but following Elder Jing\'s motivational words, Yang Wei clenched his fist tightly to endure the 200 lashes from Elder Jing.

Sometime later, Elder Jing finished the 200 lashes at Yang Wei with a sigh of relief.

"That\'s 200 lashes, Yang Wei. You have finished day one of this gruesome training," Elder Jing said as she flicked the whip lightly to get rid of some blood.

Currently, Yang Wei\'s clean and sturdy body has become an entire mess, filled with blood and line marks everywhere.

Not to mention, the amount of sweat on Yang Wei\'s forehead and leg was enough to show how deadly the training was for him.

Yang Wei felt extremely relieved when he realized the lashing was over as he wanted to faint already.

However, the pain that was still in his body prevented him from relaxing at all as he sat down in a lotus position.

"Jing Feng, this training… is it common for every cultivator out there?" Yang Wei asked slightly in an exhausted manner.

His words were barely audible for anyone to hear but given Elder Jing\'s cultivation, she could hear each and every single word loudly, almost like Yang Wei was speaking next to her ears.

Meanwhile, Elder Jing pondered for a while before shaking her head, "This method of training is uncommon between cultivators and not many are willing to do it because of the gruesome process."

And she continued, "This method requires a cultivator to be strong-willed and determined in their goal to endure the entire process without any rest."

Yang Wei nodded his head in agreement. The process for the first day was already enough to make him want to give up.

"Although this process is gruesome for most cultivators… Yang Wei, I believe you can endure it. After all, a man that I have fallen in love with will never be this weak-willed." Elder Jing smiled as she sat down opposite of him.