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Chapter 288 The Sixth Level of the Martial Arts Ladder (Two Chapters Combined, Please Subscribe)
shuh~
In the endless world of clouds and mist, Jiang Ye suddenly opened his eyes.

"Martial Arts Ladder".

Jiang Ye looked at the magnificent Heavenly Ladder ahead and, without hesitation, strode forward.

level one.

Second floor.

The third layer.
Soon, he arrived at the fifth floor.

"The sixth floor." Jiang Ye continued climbing forward, the increasingly heavy pressure unable to stop him in the slightest.

soon.

Jiang Ye finally stood on the sixth-floor platform.

You have reached the sixth level of the Martial Arts Ladder.

[Should we begin the sixth level of assessment immediately?]

"Yes!" Jiang Ye thought to himself.

The voice just fell.

Wow~
The surrounding scenery changed rapidly.

"I wonder what form this sixth level of assessment will take?" Jiang Ye wondered with anticipation.

The next moment, his consciousness suddenly sank into complete darkness.

"Shu~"

Open your eyes again.

Jiang Ye's eyes were filled with confusion. He looked up and saw that he was standing in a messy stable.

"here it is?"

"Who am I?" Jiang Ye's eyes showed confusion. His memory seemed to have been erased by an invisible hand, and he had completely forgotten the past.

at this time.

A flood of complex information rushed into Jiang Ye's mind.

You are an orphan who grew up in the sect. Due to your low aptitude and lack of parents, you were a lowly servant in the sect from a young age.

[As you grew up, you became a stable boy in the sect, your status extremely low, making you an easy target for other disciples to bully.]

Accompanying information.

Scenes kept flashing through Jiang Ye's mind.

These scenes depict Jiang Ye's countless days and nights of daily life in the sect. They are incredibly real, just like Jiang Ye's personal experiences from childhood to adulthood.

These images become ingrained in my memory.

Jiang Ye quickly accepted this identity.

He was a stable boy in the sect, of extremely low status, the lowest level in the sect, and lived in the stable all year round.

"Horse groom".

"I am a horse breeder?" The memories in Jiang Ye's mind were so real that he had no doubts.

But deep down, he always felt that something was hidden in the depths of his memory.

It's as if something is sealed deep in my mind, but it feels like it's separated by two different times and spaces, incredibly distant.

at this time.

A message appeared: "Challenge the sect's holy maiden and trample her underfoot."

"what?"

"Challenge the sect's holy maiden?" Jiang Ye couldn't help but tremble when he saw this line of text.

The Holy Maiden is an incomparably revered figure within the sect.

He had seen her from afar once; she was as bright as the moon, incomparably pure and otherworldly, untouched by worldly defilement.

Within the sect, even glancing at a stable boy like him would be considered a desecration of the Holy Maiden.

Challenging the sect's holy maiden?

Any stable boy who even entertains such a thought deserves to die.

Not to mention, they want to trample the other party under their feet? This is simply incomprehensible and deserves to be punished with death.

"How could I have such a thought?" Jiang Ye was terrified; the idea was too crazy.

To trample the saintess underfoot? Any stable boy who had such a thought should commit suicide on the spot.

At this time.

"what are you doing?"

"Not working, slacking off?" a reprimanding voice rang out.

Immediately afterwards, a young man dressed in fine clothes strode in and suddenly raised his whip.

With a loud 'smack,' the sword struck Jiang Ye hard.

Despite feeling the excruciating pain, Jiang Ye did not resist at all and immediately began to work.

He had experienced this kind of day countless times, and was already numb to it.

"Lowly slaves."

"If you dare to slack off again, I'll break your legs." The richly dressed young man sneered, his condescending gaze as if he were looking at a domestic animal.

Jiang Ye didn't complain at all, working diligently like an old ox.

But a thought quietly sprouted in his mind.

"Am I destined to live like this forever?"

In the past, if it were done this way...

Having come from a humble background as a handyman, he would never dare to entertain such thoughts.

But for some reason, perhaps influenced by the information just now.

In Jiang Ye's heart, there was always an indomitable thought.

It was as if a voice was telling him that his life shouldn't be like this.

However, whenever Jiang Ye thought of that message...

"Challenge the sect's holy maiden and trample her underfoot?" Jiang Ye couldn't help but tremble with fear.

Jiang Ye quickly suppressed the thought and dared not think about it anymore.

time flies.

Jiang Ye continued the same work in the stable day after day.

Just like it has been for the past few decades.

But the message in his mind remained, as if constantly reminding him to challenge the Holy Maiden.

Jiang Ye went from initial shock and terror to gradual numbness and indifference.

Time flies, and Jiang Ye gradually got used to the existence of that message.

Unknowingly.

Jiang Ye has lost his former fear of the words "challenge the saintess".

When he thought about it again, he felt a sense of peace.

"Challenge the Holy Maiden? It doesn't seem like much." Jiang Ye shook his head; he had already gotten used to the presence of that information.

But that's it.

The message had subtly changed.

[Challenge the sect's holy maiden and trample her underfoot]

Your remaining time: 30 days

".What's the meaning?"

"30 days remaining?" Jiang Ye looked at the extra information and was slightly taken aback. "What will happen after 30 days?"

Will this message disappear?

"Or... I'll die?" Jiang Ye frowned, feeling a bit absurd.

at this time.

"Whoosh!" The stable door was opened.

A young man in traditional Chinese clothing strode in.

"Your good days have come." The richly dressed young man looked down at Jiang Ye with an air of superiority: "One month from now, the sect will send you to the front lines. Give me a good performance."

"The front lines?" Jiang Ye was taken aback.

Then an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

As a stable boy, the lowest level of the sect, he had no fighting power whatsoever.

Being sent to the front lines? That means being cannon fodder, certain death.

But before Jiang Ye could think any further,

"Snap!!" The young man in fine clothes suddenly lashed out with his whip.

"Are you deaf?"

"Didn't you hear what I said?" the richly dressed young man coldly retorted.

"I heard you," Jiang Ye replied quickly.

"Keep working this month," the richly dressed young man reprimanded. "If I see you slacking off, you'll be severely punished!"

Having said that, the elegantly dressed young man turned and left.

Jiang Ye watched the other person leave, a cold glint in his eyes.

But soon, an uncontrollable sense of urgency arose in his heart.

"One month."

"No wonder they said there are only 30 days left." Jiang Ye thought to himself, "If I can't trample the Holy Maiden under my feet within these 30 days, will I die?"

A profound sense of panic instantly filled Jiang Ye's heart.

Even those living at the very bottom of society are still struggling to survive.

"I don't want to die."

“But, to challenge the Holy Maiden?” Jiang Ye’s eyes were full of struggle.

He was just a stable boy, the lowest level of the sect, powerless to even kill a chicken.

Challenging the saintess? You'll only become a laughingstock.

"what to do."

"What should I do?" Jiang Ye was filled with anxiety.

He doesn't want to die.

After a long while, Jiang Ye said, "Either way, I'm going to die, so I might as well fight." The anxiety in Jiang Ye's eyes faded, replaced by an unwavering determination.

Life returned to normal.

Jiang Ye continued to work day after day, but unlike before, he also diligently cultivated in his spare time, preparing for the decisive battle a month later.

The young people dressed in traditional Chinese clothing had already noticed this.

He didn't stop.

He's just a slave; what good will further cultivation do?

Is it possible to change the final fate?

time flies.

One day, three days, ten days.
In the blink of an eye, Jiang Ye only had one day left to live.

This day.

"It's time to set off." Jiang Ye walked out of the stable, carrying a wooden sword on his back, and embarked on the road to the decisive battle.

He kept moving forward.

Passing through magnificent palaces and grand buildings.

"It's that stable boy."

How did he get out of the stable?

“A lowly slave has no right to walk on the street.”

"This guy's going to the battlefield tomorrow, let's just let him go for now." Countless voices of discussion came from all directions.

The sect disciples all stared at Jiang Ye, looking down at him with indifference and disdain in their eyes.

that's it.

Under countless indifferent gazes, Jiang Ye passed through most of the sect.

at last.

He stopped in front of an incredibly magnificent glass palace.

The palace was entirely constructed of seven-colored jade stones, and even the bricks in front of the palace were paved with fine gold and jade, making it exquisite and extremely luxurious.

"stop!"

"You lowly wretch, why don't you stop right now?"

"What lies before you is the Holy Maiden's residence; you are not qualified to approach." Before Jiang Ye could step forward, a series of reprimands echoed through the air.

Countless disciples from various sects looked down at Jiang Ye and rebuked him.

But Jiang Ye ignored him.

He gazed at the palace ahead, a resolute look flashing in his eyes.

Immediately.

"Jiang Ye, the stable boy, requests permission from the Holy Maiden to fight!" A slightly deep yet incredibly loud voice suddenly rang out.

A brief silence fell over all directions.

Wow~
"Be bold!"

"You audacious slave, what are you doing? How dare you challenge the Holy Maiden?"

"You're courting death!" Countless sect disciples erupted in uproar.

He was a stable boy at the very bottom of the sect, just a slave.

To challenge a holy and noble saint? That's absurd.

The richly dressed young man shouted, "You lowly thing, are you looking for death? Get back here right now!"

After seeing Jiang Ye leave, he followed him.

Jiang Ye's actions now are simply unimaginable to him.

The sect's holy maiden held a high position, and even he dared not harbor the slightest thoughts towards her.

How dare a mere stable boy do such a thing?

Jiang Ye ignored their shouts.

He stood before the palace, waiting silently.

Seeing no response from inside the hall, he immediately gripped the hilt of the sword behind his back.

"Whoosh!" The longsword was drawn from its sheath.

Jiang Ye gripped the wooden sword and walked straight toward the palace.

Upon seeing this scene, the countless disciples of the sect behind him went into a frenzy, but they dared not approach the palace even a step.

The concept of a sect's holy maiden as the supreme symbol within the sect has long been deeply ingrained in people's minds.

The area where the saintess resides is a forbidden zone, and no one is allowed to approach it.

but now?
Jiang Ye, a mere stable boy, seemed to be trampling on this supreme rule.

at first.

Jiang Ye was also trembling; his legs were shaking.

This is the sect where he has lived for decades. The sect's rules are paramount, and he never dared to disobey them in the slightest in the past.

But today, he is trampling on that rule.

As he took each step, Jiang Ye's legs gradually stopped trembling, and his steps became more and more firm.

at this time.

"Whoosh!" A vast and powerful pressure emanated from within the palace.

The immense pressure was so overwhelming that it bent Jiang Ye's body, making it impossible for him to straighten his spine.

call!
A figure as bright as the moon appeared above the palace. This figure was barefoot, standing in mid-air, with an ethereal and otherworldly aura.

Holy Maiden of the Sect!

In an instant, everything around fell silent.

The saintess's face was extremely beautiful, unlike that of an ordinary person, and her temperament was even more ethereal and otherworldly, standing apart from the world.

Countless disciples from various sects bowed respectfully, not daring to harbor the slightest disrespect.

Jiang Ye alone stubbornly stood still, still resisting that terrifying pressure.

"you."

"Want to challenge me?" The saintess looked down at Jiang Ye from her high position.

Her voice was ethereal and otherworldly, like heavenly music, devoid of any emotion.

at the same time.

The oppressive aura grew increasingly terrifying, like a mountain pressing down on Jiang Ye's shoulders.

Under such invisible pressure, any other sect disciple would probably be unable to continue and would immediately kneel down and admit their mistake.

But Jiang Ye had no other choice.

"call!"

Jiang Ye struggled to raise his longsword and aimed it at the saintess high in the sky.

And at the very moment he raised his longsword.

"Wow~"

It was as if some kind of seal had been broken, imperceptibly.

boom!
A vast life force burst forth from Jiang Ye's body, as bright as the midday sun, terrifying beyond measure.

"what?"

"This is?"

"This stable boy, him?" Countless disciples of the sects were shocked.

At this moment, the longsword in Jiang Ye's hand unknowingly transformed into a jet-black spear.

A hint of confusion flashed in his eyes.

But then, the confusion quickly dissipated, and clarity returned to his eyes.

"I see."

"Was all of this just a test?" Jiang Ye had fully recalled everything.

He looked once again at the saintess high in the sky.

"What saintess?"

"Just a mortal." Jiang Ye sneered, his figure suddenly transforming into a blur, tearing through the sky.

Gun out!

"Boom!" A terrifying spear light, drawing upon the divine aura of annihilation, surged to its peak in an instant, crashing down upon the Holy Maiden.

The saintess's expression changed drastically, and she hurriedly swung her sword to defend herself.

"Qiang!!"

The clash of gun and sword produced a deafening roar.

"Crack!" The longsword in the saintess's hand let out a mournful cry, and a crack appeared.

"boom!"

An immense and terrifying power erupted, forcefully pouring into the saintess's body and tearing everything apart.

"Die." Jiang Ye swept his spear horizontally, and a spear light flashed.

The saintess was sent flying backward and crashed heavily into the ground.

Jiang Ye then landed, stepping on the saintess.

The disciples from the surrounding sects were already speechless with shock, and the young man in fine clothes was even more horrified.

"It's so realistic," Jiang Ye thought to himself.

Immediately, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"Whoosh!" A shot swept out, instantly tearing the richly dressed young man apart, causing him to explode into a cloud of blood mist on the spot.

The path of martial arts training seeks only inner freedom.

Since we've provoked him, whether it's true or not, we should just kill him.

After killing the richly dressed young man.

"Break!" Jiang Ye roared suddenly, his spear flashing through the air like lightning.

Wow~
A terrifying spear light streaked across the sky, incredibly powerful, tearing this false world apart.

The scene before Jiang Ye's eyes quickly vanished.

He immediately knew that the sixth level of the assessment was finally over.

(End of this chapter)