The Heavens begin by inheriting their grandfather's cheat ability

Chapter 13 This isn't just a personality trait, it's martial arts fanaticism.

"Reporting to the elder, the seventh rule of our Snow Mountain Sect is to respect teachers and elders, obey orders, and not to disobey or argue with them."

"One must always be respectful to one's master, sect leader, and elders."

"You must not talk back, question, or disobey the sect leader's orders. All orders from the sect leader or master must be carried out immediately without delay."

"If this rule is violated, the consequences will range from losing both ears and becoming deaf to being stripped of martial arts skills and expelled from the Snow Mountain Sect."

After answering, Shi Zhongyu looked calmly at Elder Cheng.

Ever since he learned the identity of the elder in front of him, Shi Zhongyu had drawn a line in his mind to refer to him as the elder.

The elder, whose full name is Cheng Zixue, is fond of vying for fame and fortune, and is particularly hostile to those of the Wan generation.

Nowadays, Master is handling all the affairs of the Snow Mountain Sect.

This elder probably doesn't think much of his master.

Shi Zhongyu understood these things, which is why he hurriedly memorized the rules and regulations of the sect.

To avoid being caught out by this self-taught student and losing face for his teacher.

After Shi Zhongyu finished carrying the message, he cupped his hands in greeting and waited for Elder Chang's words.

A hint of surprise flashed in Cheng Zixue's eyes.

Isn't Shi Zhongyu an ignorant and incompetent person?

Cheng Zixue did not reveal any of his thoughts. Instead, he nodded to Shi Zhongyu and smiled gently.

"Excellent, that's more like a qualified disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect!"

As he spoke, he named other disciples.

The remaining two disciples, though they recited haltingly, managed to memorize it all.

Cheng Zixue's face showed a satisfied expression.

"Everyone must remember the rules of the sect and must not do anything that violates them."

After saying this, Cheng Zixue smiled and said, "Next, I'll tell you the stories of the martial arts world that you all love to hear..."

Shi Zhongyu wasn't particularly interested in matters of the martial arts world.

He readily sat cross-legged and began practicing his internal energy cultivation.

His cultivation practice was immediately noticed by several of the disciples around him.

They exchanged a glance, their faces filled with disgust for Shi Zhongyu.

This kid only cares about himself and doesn't care about their lives at all.

Unfortunately, none of them dared to speak out against their anger.

Especially since Elder Cheng was still talking about江湖 (jianghu, the martial arts world) matters, they dared not interrupt.

As Shi Zhongyu cultivated his inner power, the chill emanating from his body gradually expanded its range.

This immediately caught the attention of Feng Wanli, Bai Wanjian, and others.

They turned their heads and saw that the commotion was caused by Shi Zhongyu, so they all turned their attention to Feng Wanli.

Feng Wanli was also somewhat embarrassed.

Before he could even stand up.

Cheng Zixue, who was sitting at the long table, stopped talking.

He looked at Feng Wanli with a smile.

"Wanli, it seems my tales of the martial world haven't been very well received by your disciple!"

Feng Wanli quickly stood up and said respectfully, "Please rest assured, Uncle Cheng, this disciple will give Elder Cheng an explanation immediately!"

"I'd better ask him myself!"

Before Feng Wanli could speak, Elder Cheng turned his gaze to Shi Zhongyu.

Immediately, a supervising disciple went over.

Shi Zhongyu sensed someone approaching and slowly opened his eyes.

When he saw that it was the supervising disciple, he couldn't help but frown and demand, "Why are you disturbing my practice?"

The supervising disciple was taken aback.

This brat actually dares to defy the Heavenly Gang!

"Shi Zhongyu, look where we are!"

"A side hall!"

"Is this where you practice your martial arts?"

"Do the sect rules say we can't practice martial arts here?"

The supervising disciple opened his mouth, as if this rule wasn't in the sect's regulations.

Just as Shi Zhongyu was about to speak, Cheng Zixue snorted coldly.

"Shi Zhongyu, have you forgotten the sect rules you recited earlier?"

Shi Zhongyu stood up and bowed respectfully to Cheng Zixue.

"This disciple has not forgotten!"

"Then why were you not paying attention when I was telling you stories of the martial world, but instead going off to practice your inner cultivation techniques?"

Shi Zhongyu responded respectfully.

"Elder, this disciple dislikes listening to stories of the martial world. I'd rather practice my martial arts!"

"Could this violate the seventh rule of the sect?"

As he grew older, he squinted his eyes.

"If you're not interested, you can leave the side hall!"

Shi Zhongyu bowed deeply and said gratefully, "This disciple will obey Elder's orders!"

After saying that, he turned and left.

The other disciples in the side hall were all stunned when they saw this.

He... left?

What the old man said was clearly ironic!

They all looked at Elder Cheng, and found that his face was ashen and extremely ugly.

Bai Wanjian poked Feng Wanli.

"Senior brother, your disciple is truly remarkable!"

Feng Wanli opened his mouth, but was speechless.

He looked at Elder Cheng.

"Growing Old..."

Elder Cheng snorted coldly at Feng Wanli, interrupting, "Your disciple is excellent; you don't need to explain anything!"

As he spoke, he glanced at the other disciples in the side hall.

"Is there anyone else who's not interested and wants to leave? They can leave now!"

The other disciples felt a chill run down their spines from Elder Cheng's words, and they all shrank back, not daring to respond.

Seeing that no one had left, the old man continued to sit there and talk about the affairs of the martial arts world.

However, the atmosphere in the side hall this time was noticeably more tense compared to before.

After leaving the side hall, Shi Zhongyu did not go too far. He looked around and saw a large blue stone.

He simply sat down on the bluestone and began to cultivate his inner power.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

"Effective practice, proficiency +2."

Shi Zhongyu slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the side hall, and noticed that no one had come out yet.

So he continued to practice his skills while sitting on the bluestone.

After an unknown amount of time, a bell rang, causing Shi Zhongyu, who was practicing martial arts, to frown.

However, he ignored the bell and continued to circulate his inner energy.

If the mental cultivation stops and a small circulation is not completed, it cannot be considered effective practice.

As he sat practicing his martial arts on the bluestone, a large number of disciples emerged from the side hall.

They hadn't walked far when they noticed Shi Zhongyu practicing his martial arts on a bluestone not far away.

One by one, their faces showed surprise.

Is this Stone Jade... just practicing in a different place?

Some people wondered, wasn't Shi Zhongyu afraid of pain?

When circulating the mental technique, the icy cold was unbearable.

Shi Zhongyu has been practicing his skills in the main hall for half an hour, and he is still practicing now.

Some people couldn't help but mutter to themselves.

"What a freak!"

Some people seemed to be deep in thought.

"Could he be a martial arts fanatic?"

Some people who heard this suddenly felt that it made sense.

The personality of a martial arts fanatic is quite different from that of normal people.

These disciples did not stay there for long; they needed to go back to wash up.

Shi Zhongyu was so conspicuous sitting on the bluestone that all the disciples leaving the side hall noticed him practicing his skills on the bluestone.

At this moment, Feng Wanli, Bai Wanjian, and others stood at the entrance of the side hall.

They gazed at Shi Zhongyu, who was cultivating on the bluestone, and remained silent.

In the end, Bai Wanjian just chuckled.

"Senior brother, your disciple isn't just a character; he probably just enjoys practicing martial arts."

"This is a good thing, much better than those who only like to scheme and plot against each other."

Elder Cheng, who was just walking out of the side hall, heard these words.

His expression turned even uglier.

"Bai Wanjian, you are the son of the sect leader; you should be mindful of your words!"

Bai Wanjian turned his head and saw Elder Cheng.

He cupped his hands in greeting.

"What Elder Chengzhang said is true; your disciple will remember it!"

However, his attitude was hardly respectful.

The old man's face turned pale, and his gaze fell on Feng Wanli.

"Wanli, you and your disciple don't need to come to the side hall tomorrow!"

After saying that, he turned and left without any hesitation.