Chương 2: Zhu Long

By the outskirts of the Zhu's estate, near a small wooden cottage. A young boy dressed in a black gi* was meditating by a tree. The young boy looked handsome and calm, but his inner soul was filled with hatred and anger.

'It seems like I still can't gather some qi, but brother told me if I followed the instructions written on the book by transferring my qi through meditation I'll be able to break through the qi foundation stage' The boy sighed disappointedly to himself.

The young boy was Zhu Long a Third Class disciple of the Zhu Clan. He has clear, round, black pearl eyes and long shiny hair. For someone his age, he was tall for his age. If only he could gather qi, he would have been the best looking person in the clan. But sad to say, girls are more attracted to those with more power.

The Zhu Clan is amongst the top and powerful clan in the Dragon Empire. Apart from them, the Lin Clan and Duan Clan are significantly on par with them.

Among the other clans, Zhu Clan is considered greater than the other clans because of their ancestor Saint Zhu Yong, the first Supreme Saint of the Empire. Even the King himself has to show respect towards him.

Zhu Long is a direct descent of Saint Zhu. But, unfortunately, he showed no talent in gathering qi and thus being classified as the weakest member of the family.

Disciples are ranked according to their potential. A third rank disciple like Zhu Long has no master and mostly does chores for the family such as cleaning the garden and yard to gather some points. Those points will then be used to exchange for martial arts scripts which can help teach a person different martial arts skills. However, they are still considered the least potential of all class for they cannot reach the void stage while some only reach the nascent stage at maximum.

Second rank disciples have better accommodation compared to the third rank disciples. They are mainly being taken under the master's wing which means a possibility they would reach void master in the future thus having a better status than a third rank disciple. This also means, they have far more benefit than a third disciple such as gaining access to the martial art library once a month. Accessing the library means gaining the vast knowledge of martial arts skills which can help one improve once qi gather and skills.

Finally, the first rank disciples are class as geniuses of the clan and are the core disciples of the elders. They hold high status within the family, which means they have more benefits than other such as; accessing the cultivation room, accessing the martial art library at any time of the day and more. Consequently, this means they have high chances of reaching the Saint stage in the future.

Zhu Long being 15 years of his age was far behind compared to his peers even among the third rank disciples. As if he was an ordinary person who couldn't gather qi at all. Compared to the other third rank disciples his age who were already on the second stage of qi gathering.

The only reason as to why he hasn't been kicked out of the clan was because of his grandfather was the Supreme Saint Zhu. Otherwise, he would have been kicked out a long time ago.

"Look, it's the loser. He's trying to gather qi again." A boy dressed in a purple gi mocked Zhu Long with his friends. He then stared directly at Zhu Long with such malice smile and added, "Zhu Long! Come here now!"

"Ok-Okay..." Zhu Long responded in fright worried for what the boy wants with him.

'What does he want from me now? I swear when I'm able to gather qi and become equal with him. I'll swear I'll get my revenge!' Zhu Long thought as he walked towards the boy.

The boy dressed in purple gi was called Zhu Yan, his the same age as him but was already on the 4th level of qi gathering stage and also the strongest third rank disciple in the clan.

"Come on sissy, walk faster or else... I'll break your leg so you won't be able to walk ever again." Zhu Yan continuously mocked him whilst laughing with his friends.

His words displeased Zhu Long as the rage within him grew. Despite the fact that he was frightened of the boy, he couldn't help but think badly of him. 'I swear that I'll sever your legs someday in which you won't be able to walk or worse... you'll be crippled for life.'

As he walked closer to Zhu Yan, without any warning Zhu Long was attacked.

"Humph! You think I don't know what your thinking of? Even though you won't say it, I can see the blood lust in your eyes." Zhu Yan furiously said as he continued to punched Zhu Long until his face was covered in cuts and bruised, swollen from all the punches as he started to cough out blood.

Zhu Long's face was badly wounded and as white as a sheet from the blood lost. He glared furiously and spoke. "Fuck you! I don't care if you hurt me now, because one day... Once I became more powerful than you, I'll sever your dantain."

"You! How dare you say that? Call me master right now while kneeling before me. I might forgive you and only cut off your limbs or else... you'll die." Zhu Yan's face was red and was on the verge of puking blood from all the anger.

Not long when a group of people crowded over them. Some laughed while others showed sympathy towards Zhu Long and nothing more. This is the world of cultivation and those with power stood on top while the weak suffers. For this is the rule of cultivation.

"You can make me do anything you want, but I will never kneel before you nor anyone except my parents!" Zhu Long said firmly. He recalls his grandfather once told him, 'One must never kneel before anyone even if it's god, you must only kneel before your parents.'

"Well said brother, very well said indeed... Zhu Yan, don't you think this is enough. If you continue harassing my brother, you'll have to face me!"

A young man about 16 years of age appeared amongst the crowd.

"Zhu Long, you're lucky this time that your brother came to save you." Zhu Yan furiously said as he walked away.

"You've hurt my brother, don't think you can get away with that easily."

Without any warning, he propelled himself towards Zhu Yan and with a strong force directly punched Zhu Yan in his core sending his whole body flying across the yard and hitting the wall. Zhu Yan coughed out blood and as his blood boils in anger.

"Zhu Feng! Don't be so cocky just because you're a second rank disciple. I'll be one soon enough and will see who'll be beating up who?" Zhu Yan spit out blood as he glared maliciously at him.

"I'll be waiting." Zhu Feng spoke mockingly as he went over and carried his brother away.

This made Zhu Yan even more enraged. His mind was all baffled as he walked away. 'I swear, one day, I'll kill the both of you myself. Once I get the chance, I don't even care if I'll get expelled.'

"Brother, don't do this to yourself. If he dares bully you again, do tell me. I'll cut off one of his arms!" He sighed upset seeing how badly his brother state was, "For now, let's go see Elder Li. He just returned from his close cultivation and is looking for you."

Even though they weren't blood brothers, Zhu Long and Zhu Feng knew each other since childhood and were sworn brother.

Both of them then headed to Elder Li's house...

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Okay 1st chapter done.

Sooooooooo there are 7 cultivation bases with 7 levels each. They are:

1. Qi Gathering

2. Soul Forming

3. Nascent Stage

4. Void stage

5. Saint Stage

6. Supreme stage

7. God/Immortal stage ( You can select which sounds better since i can't decide)