Chapter 20- No talent?

Chapter 20

"Master! You've awoken?" Most times, Wu Kong would close his eyes and enter into a trance like cultivation state for days.

"Your soul power is something that is seen only once in millions of years. Even in the higher realms, only two people ever had it." Wu Kong continued.

"So, I shouldn't cultivate my soul power until I reach the upper realms?" Long feng asked.

To this, Wu Kong remained silent.

Long feng shrugged.

"Alright. Thank you" He said to Yan Jian.

"Hey, brother feng, don't you think the Mortal heaven sect is a little weak? I mean other sect's entrance test include battles and fierce competition, but here, they are just giving us such simple tests." Yan Jian Said

Long feng thought about it and nodded.

"It doesn't matter. They are desperately in need of a talent to represent them in the province tournament." Long feng replied.

"Yes. If the Mortal heaven sect still comes last in this upcoming tournament, then they would be removed from the top three Yang level powers of the city." Yan Jian added.

Long feng smiled.

"If you know that, then why do you still want to join the sect?" He asked.

"Isn't it obvious? They are looking for a talent, and I believe myself to be one, so I came" Yan Jian replied.

"Alright. Continue your cultivation. I'm going to make more friends. I'll meet you in the sect" Yan Jian said before going to other people.

Long feng shook his head, before going back to his cultivation. He wanted to strengthen his level so as to increase his combat power.

Three days passed. Currently, many people had given up. Some were sleeping, some were attacking the walls, hoping to break it and go back outside. Only few people were still cultivating. Suddenly, the token began to glow. Many people felt dizzy, and when they opened their eyes, they were back outside the valley, and the token was gone.

Back inside the hallway, Long feng and the others numbered only around fifty people. They all stood up.

"Congratulations. You have passed the second test. Time for the final test, your talent" the voice of the elder rang out again.

A small platform appeared. It was covered with ancient runes all around it. Long feng knew instantly that it was a formation, a very powerful one.

"This is a talent testing platform. Once someone stands on it, those runes will glow. The brighter they glow, the higher your talent is." The voice said.

Someone walked up and climbed the platform. the runes hummed before releasing a weak glow.

"Barely passable" the voice commented.

The man was disappointed with his results. He walked down the platform gloomily.

More people climbed the platform. Most of them were like the first person, barely passable. Some were passable. Only three people were good. Yan Jian, a young rank one Yin level cultivator; Lin langtian and a fourteen years old young lady whose name and cultivation level was a mystery. She was wearing a white veil over her face, so her appearance was also a mystery.

Soon, it was Long feng's turn. He stepped onto the platform and waited. Everybody waited, but, nothing happened. No humming, and not a single rune glowed. The runes even began to dim.

Long feng was stunned! The platform was releasing soul power into his body so it could measure his talent, but immediately it entered his body, it disappeared as if it had entered a black hole. It didn't even get close to his dantian.

Long feng's hands began to sweat. Did he really have no talent? Then what about Wu Kong? If he had no talent, then what were those three Dragons doing within his dantian?

"Is something wrong with the talent platform?" Someone asked.

Even the elder was silent. This had never happened before. Even the lowest of all talents would still be able to make even a single rune glow, but for Long feng, not a single rune was glowing. That meant he was totally useless, or the talent platform was spoilt.

"No talent" the elder's voice resounded. Normally, Long feng would not be allowed into the sect, but the current situation was different. He possessed an incredibly pure soul power. The Mortal heaven sect couldn't lose such treasure. Long feng walked down the platform slowly contemplating what happened. He didn't know what to think of what just happened.

"Young friend, your case is quite special, so I will have to report to the council of elders to decide first. In the meantime, you can stay in the sect as an inner court disciple." The voice added.

Long feng nodded.

Normally, every sect was divided into three or four. The outer court disciples, also known as half disciples consisted of the weakest and most useless disciples of a sect. Their talent was next to nil. Next was the inner court disciples. then, the elite disciples and finally, the core disciples. the elite disciples could be called dragon amongst men, while core disciples were simply the future of the sect. the new sect master was usually born from the core disciples. Long feng should have been sent to the outer court, but due to his soul power, the Mortal heaven sect was sent to the inner court.

After the remaining people tested their talents, the test was finally over.

"Walk down the hallway. You will find two gates. The outer court disciples should enter the left gate and the inner court disciples should enter the right gate." The voice commanded.

Everyone began to walk down the hallway again. Many people cast curious glances at Long feng. Yan Jian came close to Long feng and muttered to him

"Don't worry. With just your soul power, you can gain respect within the sect. The sect would never neglect such pure soul power. They will aid you in cultivating your soul power. You can become an elite disciple, probably even a core disciple if you work hard enough" he said.

Long feng smiled and nodded.

At the end of the hallway, there were two gates. The disciples with low talent headed towards the outer court gate. Only nineteen people were going to the inner court, including Long feng.

"I don't know what bullshit luck you stepped onto, but at the end, you are still trash. So what if you have soul power, or if it is pure? Maybe, all that was a trick of yours to join the sect. You should know, though, that only strength matters within the sect. You can't conceal your trash cultivation level for long. And I will make sure you are sent back to the outer court where you belong" Lin langtian said before walking through the gate.

Long feng was bewildered. He had successfully made an enemy without even trying to. He sighed helplessly. Due to his special dantian, no one here could see his cultivation, not even that elder could, so in addition to his result at the talent platform, some people thought he had an incredibly weak cultivation level like a rank one or two connate cultivation, which was why he was concealing it.

"Brother feng, don't mind him. Most people from the Lin clan are like that, dripping with arrogance. And so what if your cultivation is very low? You possess a special soul power. You don't need martial talent to cultivate your soul." Yan Jian comforted.

Long feng nodded, before entering the gate. Yan Jian followed behind him....