The Entry-plundering Demon Hunter

The Hall Master’s office.

An old man stood before a wall, his hands clasped behind his back.

On the wall hung a piece of calligraphy bearing a single character: "Clarity."

From time to time, he would let out a soft sigh.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK—

Suddenly, a knock came from the door.

The old man finally pulled back his gaze and turned around.

His eyes were slightly red.

"Come in!"

The door opened, and Yang Yong hurried inside.

"Hall Master, Lin Yi is out of the Quenching Room. His time was one hour and fifteen minutes!"

The old Hall Master showed little surprise.

Instead, he gave a placid nod.

"That kid’s talent is certainly impressive. Compared to his peers, he’s much stronger!"

Yang Yong nodded eagerly.

Those few words from the old Hall Master showed that he had acknowledged Lin Yi.

Over the years, countless students had come and gone from the Martial Arts Hall.

There had even been dozens of disciples, each with outstanding Martial Arts talent, a cut above the rest.

But he had never heard the old Hall Master give such an evaluation to any student or disciple.

For Lin Yi to receive the old Hall Master’s approval today...

He was truly the first.

"A disciple like this must be cultivated properly!"

"In light of his performance today, I’ve prepared a small gift for him. Take it to him in a moment!"

As he spoke, the old Hall Master opened a drawer.

From inside, he took out an exquisitely crafted wooden box.

Upon seeing it, Yang Yong frowned slightly and said, "Hall Master, this is..."

The old Hall Master didn’t speak, simply opening the wooden box with a faint smile.

Inside was a jet-black ring.

Yang Yong’s expression changed. "Old Hall Master... this Black Gold Ring... you’re giving it to Lin Yi as a gift?"

He couldn’t help but suck in a sharp breath.

This Black Gold Ring was, in fact, a high-grade Storage Magical Artifact.

Its value was impossible to measure in money.

For the old Hall Master especially, it was more than just a Storage Magical Artifact.

It was more like a vessel for his sentiments, a form of remembrance.

’Today, the old Hall Master is actually going to give it away? Isn’t this the treasure he holds most dear?’

The old Hall Master carefully took the ring out.

He smiled faintly and nodded. "With his talent, he is worthy of this ring!"

Then, the old Hall Master placed it back in the wooden box.

"Take it. Give it to Lin Yi and tell him to cultivate well!" The old Hall Master pushed the wooden box toward Yang Yong.

Yang Yong nodded, though he didn’t understand.

He couldn’t fathom what reason would make the old Hall Master willing to part with this ring.

’Still, this is a form of affirmation for Lin Yi.’

’Could it be that the old Hall Master will take Lin Yi as a Direct Disciple?’

’If that’s the case, Lin Yi’s future will surely be limitless.’

Therefore, Yang Yong did not refuse.

Instead, he picked up the wooden box and nodded. "Yes, Hall Master. I will deliver it to Lin Yi personally..."

The old man smiled and nodded.

He gestured for him to leave.

"Hall Master, I’ll be taking my leave then!"

Yang Yong backed out of the office, carefully closing the door behind him.

...

Throughout the morning, the topic of conversation in every training room of the Martial Arts Hall was none other than the "prodigy," Lin Yi.

A few coaches even used Lin Yi as a prime example.

They used him to inspire the other students, urging them to strive harder and cultivate diligently.

So that one day, they too could become a monstrously talented student like Lin Yi.

Undoubtedly, this method of motivation was rather effective.

When a benchmark figure emerges in a particular place,

that person will be seen as an idol.

More people will come to admire them and take them as their goal.

They will hope that one day, they can reach the same heights.

They don’t ask to surpass him.

Even reaching half his level would be enough to satisfy them.

This was the driving force that spurred them on.

It was the motivational effect that a role model brings.

And now, inside the Martial Arts Hall, Lin Yi had become such a benchmark figure.

Some of the first and second-year underclassmen, in particular, saw him as a role model and an idol.

People would often sneak over to Training Room 5.

Just to catch a glimpse of their ’idol’.

This situation continued until noon.

Lin Yi finished getting his food and sat down at a table.

Surrounding him were Sun Tao, Hu Quan, Zhou Qi, and Li Wenxue.

"Senior Brother Lin, you’re so cool!"

"Senior Brother Lin is the best! Go, go, go..."

"Senior Brother Lin..."

Just as Lin Yi sat down,

Sun Tao, Hu Quan, and the others all started mimicking the voices of the female underclassmen from the morning in high-pitched falsettos.

This had been going on all morning without a break.

Lin Yi gave an embarrassed smile. "Are you guys going to eat or what?"

"Of course we’re eating! Senior Brother Lin is the best..."

Sun Tao couldn’t resist saying in his falsetto again.

As a result, Hu Quan and Li Wenxue couldn’t hold it in and spat out their food.

"Holy shit, can you guys be any more disgusting?"

Lin Yi subconsciously shielded his own food tray.

Zhou Qi, however, said with a stern face, "Alright, that’s enough. Can’t you even eat quietly?"

As the ’senior’ who had been at the Martial Arts Hall the longest,

Zhou Qi’s words made Sun Tao and the others all nod and stop with the falsetto voices.

Lin Yi could finally eat a proper meal in peace.

The pile of Demon Beast Meat, stacked up like a small mountain, was quickly swept clean by Lin Yi, who devoured every last bite.

But as a result, Lin Yi discovered that after eating this Demon Beast Meat,

the changes it brought about in his body weren’t significant.

One could even say they were minuscule.

This surprised Lin Yi. ’Could it be related to the Demon Beast Meat I ate last night?’

’After eating the meat of a demon beast with a higher cultivation level,’

’has my body become unable to be satisfied by these lower-level ones?’

"Lin Yi, are you done eating?"

Just then, Yang Yong appeared behind him.

Lin Yi quickly turned to look. "Coach Yang, I just finished. What’s up?"

"Come with me for a moment. I have something to tell you!"

With that, Yang Yong turned and walked away.

Zhou Qi, Sun Tao, and Hu Quan all gave Lin Yi a strange look.

"Coach Yang seemed a bit serious?"

"I hope it’s not trouble."

As they whispered among themselves, Lin Yi also felt it was a bit strange.

’Normally, Yang Yong is only serious during training.’

’During breaks like lunch,’

’he’s usually approachable and doesn’t put on any airs as a coach.’

’He’s more like a big brother from next door, able to joke around with every student.’

’But his attitude just now was in stark contrast to how he usually is.’

"I’ll go see what’s going on. You guys go ahead and eat!"

Lin Yi reassured them.

Then he walked toward Yang Yong.

"Coach Yang, what is it?"

Lin Yi asked as he approached him.

Hearing this, Yang Yong looked up at him.

He then took out a black wooden box and handed it to him.

"What’s this?"

Lin Yi didn’t immediately take it.

Yang Yong smiled. "Take it. It’s a reward from the old Hall Master!"

"You’ve really earned the old Hall Master’s recognition, kid.

Ever since our Martial Arts Hall was founded, we’ve never seen the old Hall Master be so generous!"

"You’re the first disciple to receive a reward..."