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Chapter 809: Chapter One Hundred and Three: Giving Up

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When propriety is defied, destruction swiftly follows; without virtue fitting one’s station, calamity is certain to arise.

If Xiang Loulan had known that his trial would be announced before a large audience, perhaps he would not have spread such an enormous lie in the illusion; but all such assumptions are merely the helpless sobs of regret. After securing the top position in the second stage, the Xiang Family of Chaochang gained not respect but isolation instead.

The likes and dislikes of the youth always seem so direct. Xiang Loulan, once thought to be decent, became known as a second-rate martial artist heavy with the air of a merchant. It was as if the gatherings of young noblemen lacked something if they didn’t trample on the Xiang Family of Chaochang a bit, where was the elegance of Longzhou’s eighth prestigious clan?

Instead, it was the party from Longxi who truly became the new nobility. The news of Nongzhao Xian’s and Tang Luo’s newfound friendship spread far and wide, and many noble families followed suit, coming to the Longxi residence to offer their congratulations.

Not daring to disturb Tang Luo rashly, the young noblemen turned their attention to Xiao Ziyu, Li Xuanba, and even Cui Haoran. All were young scions of their respective families of similar age and naturally felt a sense of camaraderie. After disbanding in the bamboo forest, the other members of the Longxi team were invited to gatherings elsewhere.

Meanwhile, Tang Luo remained alone in his room, bent over his desk, writing something, sometimes pausing pensively with furrowed brows, sometimes crumpling up the half-written sheets of paper and tossing them into a basket. Ever since the disbandment in the bamboo forest, he had been in this reflective state.

As for the several golden, embroidered invitations laying on the table, they failed to capture his attention at all, for he was wholly focused on devising a solution for the baptism by secret technique.

Although he reassured old Xu Yin that waiting passively would suffice, such a passive approach was hardly different from waiting to die. Tang Luo didn’t believe that a mere adolescent could overcome Yankong’s Zen thoughts through his own martial knowledge or tenacity of will, especially since the gap between a fifteen-year-old noble talent and a supreme Buddha’s Son from Zhongzhou’s Buddha’s Country was simply too vast.

the baptism was the penetration of the Zen thoughts deep into the Sea of Consciousness, compounded by the blessing of Buddha’s intent. Even with Tang Luo’s martial arts accomplishments,

any design that might harm the young boy’s Sea of Consciousness had to be discarded in search of another approach, causing the research

the bamboo basket was filled with crumpled paper balls, a firm knocking “knock, knock,

it’s time

urgent knock and saw that it was already morning outside. He called back

the papers full of plans on the table and the paper balls in the bamboo basket into shreds, Tang Luo stood up, opened the door, and stepped out, greeted by Xiao Ziyu and

without sleep for days, today is the third stage of

out to pat his shoulder, and said, “I know you’re heartbroken, but in the martial arts contest, no one can win forever. Those who claim never to concede

the solution. With your talent, you have a promising future. It’s just one defeat; do not

Many a proud warrior stumbled over this hurdle, never to regain their martial path. Tang Luo was genuinely concerned for Cui Haoran, but his words of comfort clearly did not unlock his teammate’s

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lingering effects of alcohol or sheer exhaustion, he looked at Tang Luo with a wretched expression and

Arts Tournament wasn’t an event where every scion of a prestigious family could achieve success. At the peak of the

after arriving at Martial Saint Mountain. Even his proudest Spirit Art achievements were dwarfed

fall far behind, and to fully obtain the Four Imperial Spirit Seals, he spared no effort, even spending his vital essence and ambushing the Spirit Handlers guarding the

circumstances, among his team, one made it to the top fifty, while two other monsters ranked in the

pressure, Cui Haoran collapsed. Already unable to catch up, his foundation now shaken, what was the point of continuing with

a lifetime of effort wouldn’t suffice to catch up. If he stopped trying, how carefree he would