Primordial Cultivator

Chapter 7: Lecture Hall

When Yang Wei finishes bathing, he feels refreshed and reborn. It has been a long time since he remembers having a nice, relaxing bath.

Drying his body, he starts wearing the new outer disciple outfit to see how it looks. The outfit is white with some blue ribbon around the waist.

“This outfit may be for an outer disciple but the material and fabric is so much better than the mortal clothes.”

Yang Wei can’t help but admire the detail of the clothes and have multiple sets of this for everyone.

For the outer disciple outfit, the color is white, the inner disciple outfit has a red color and the core disciple outfit is black to show a mysterious aura.

Yang Wei didn’t mind having his clothes be white as it will only be a matter of time before he can start wearing a black core disciple outfit.

With dedication, anyone can become a prominent cultivator because all famous cultivators start from the bottom too.

No one is born powerful, only born with more talent than others but the talent is simply a factor.

Yang Wei knows this since his talent was mediocre but with effort, he was able to become a cultivator.

Looking over his appearance one last time, Yang Wei starts heading to bed to sleep for the night since their first lecture begins tomorrow morning.

If they were late and missed the instructor’s lecture then there is no make-up. They could only blame themselves for oversleeping and the instructor was kind enough to spare some time to lecture them.

Sleeping for 8 hours or so, Yang Wei wakes up and dresses up in his outer disciple clothes. He started walking out of the room and saw many youths rushing out as well.

“Hurry up or we’ll be late for our first lecture,”

“Thanks a lot, genius, like we aren’t all rushing now.”

Many youths are rushing out from their room to the Lecture Hall while screaming to their friends.

The first lecture is important as it will explain what it means to be a cultivator and what is spiritual qi for a cultivator.

Heading out slowly, Yang Wei’s destination is the Lecture Hall. It only opens occasionally since the instructor has their own cultivation base to increase.

Around 10 minutes, Yang Wei arrived in the Lecture Hall and many were looking at him with wide eyes.

“Hey, who’s that handsome man?”

“I don’t know…..”

“When did we have a person like him? I don’t recall seeing his face in the assessment before.”

The youths start talking among themselves about Yang Wei’s appearance since they have no recollection of meeting him before.

The female was squeaking for such a handsome man to appear out of nowhere and he was wearing an outer disciple outfit.

This means that this new man is like them but none of them knows who he is, only confuses them more. There was no way this kind of appearance would go unnoticed on their radar.

“A-Are you perhaps Yang Wei?” A person in the crowd finally asked him directly and who else but Meng Yan.

Although Yang Wei’s appearance changed, his attitude and aura did not change. Therefore, Meng Yan believed him to be Yang Wei but not really sure if it’s true.

After all, his first impression to everyone was a beggar and many have said he’s an ugly man that is destined to be a loner.

Yang Wei was surprised to be recognized by Meng Yan as he didn’t want to associate with her to avoid any unnecessary troubles in the future.

‘Is this the so-called woman’s intuition? I thought no one would recognize my appearance.’ Yang Wei can’t help but surrender to these instincts from women.

Being close to a peerless beauty and attracting hatred everywhere can cause people to plot his death which is something Yang Wei wished to avoid at all cost.

It’s not that he was afraid of fighting but fighting for something as pointless as pursuing a peerless beauty was a reason he could not accept.

Not to mention, Yang Wei has zero clues about Meng Yan and she could only be considered a casual friend that he just had some conversation within the sect.

Yang Wei was not a lustful person where he would go completely crazy to chase after her and fall head over heel.

It would be a miracle if Yang Wei really became a third-rate fool like others that just sugar talk any beauties they see and get them to bed.

“Indeed, I’m Yang Wei.”

Pondering for a while, Yang Wei answered Meng Yan’s question. He would lie if it weren’t for the fact that he can’t control his tone of speech or voice.

While the youths and females became petrified to know that the beggar looking Yang Wei was this handsome man in front of them.

The contrast of both people was so huge that it never even hit their minds until Meng Yan’s sudden intrusion of such a question.

“Unbelievable, I refuse to believe this is a fact.”

“No, I must be dreaming since it’s still morning.”

“Right, there’s no way this man is that Yang Wei.”

A commotion occurred in the Lecture Hall and Yang Wei really wanted to hide in a corner. Once again, he unknowingly became the spotlight because of this Meng Yan.

‘I must really avoid her at all costs now otherwise, my fate is going to be rough as the days go on.’ A mental note was added in Yang Wei’s mind.

Although the commotion continued for a while when Yang Wei sat down in an empty spot, it stopped when they heard footsteps coming from inside.

All the noises disappear as they wait to see who’s their instructor and become excited to learn something from a top cultivator.

Before the instructor enters, a heavy gravity pressure occurs to everyone. The youths start feeling pain as the air is being compressed and breathing becomes difficult.

Some were able to calm down and slowly use their qi to create a barrier around them to block this pressure from intensifying.

Some tried to cast their qi to form a barrier as well but it collapsed within a mere second as their foundation was shaky.

Plus their control of qi was inferior to others where they can’t even distribute them proportionally.

Yang Wei was shocked by the sudden change of pressure in the hall but knowing that the instructor was coming, it could only mean that this is a test for them.

Without waiting for anyone, he has already circulated his true qi to create a barrier to surround his body and continue to control it with precise movement.

Cultivating the movement technique, Yang Wei’s control of true qi has increased significantly and his foundation was stable unlike some who rushed their cultivation.

Meng Yan on the other hand feels nothing because of a spiritual treasure she carries around her body. She has a necklace around her neck and it was something that could protect her from danger.

Therefore, the gravity pressure could not affect her a bit since the spiritual necklace was created by someone from at least the 8th Nascent Soul realm.

The gravity pressure remained for another 10 minutes and by this time, most youths have already fainted from being unable to withstand the pressure.

Only around 7 people were still conscious and Yang Wei was still hanging on but sweats had trickled down his forehead.

‘If it weren’t for my soul being strong enough to handle this pressure, I would have fallen down as well.’

Yang Wei could only clench his fist as hard as possible to remain conscious.

He can’t do anything much because his cultivation base is the lowest among the 6 others and one of them was even cheating with a spiritual treasure.

The instructor from behind the door was able to witness everyone and nodded their head to notice some potential youth has arrived in this new batch.