Legacy: Miracle

Chapter 162 Jealousy Storm

Inside Xingchen Academy, sunlight filtered through sparse clouds, dappling onto the bluestone slabs. Each slab seemed to bear the weight of history, reflecting a soft, warm golden light. Within this ancient and solemn institution, every corner was filled with the atmosphere of learning and cultivation. However, beneath this tranquil surface, an imperceptible undercurrent quietly surged.

Since returning from their expedition to the secret realm, Yun Yi, Arya, and Kevin's cultivation has soared like bamboo shoots in spring, instantly becoming the focus of attention within the academy. Their names, as radiant as stars, illuminate the paths of countless disciples. However, this honor is also a double-edged sword, attracting many jealous glances.

One morning, as the first rays of sunlight pierced the mist and illuminated the training ground, Yun Yi and his two companions were absorbed in their martial arts practice. Swords flashed, magic flowed, arrows soared through the air, their every movement revealing their profound understanding and mastery of the martial arts. However, this harmonious atmosphere was soon disrupted by a group of uninvited guests.

A group of disciples gathered around, their eyes gleaming with complex emotions: some envy, some jealousy, and most unwillingness and dissatisfaction. Among them, a disciple in green robes had a look of defiance and disdain.

"Yun Yi, you are just lucky and have had some kind of adventure, which is why you are cultivating so fast!" He said sarcastically, his tone full of disdain and jealousy.

Yun Yi frowned slightly. He paused his sword and turned to look at the disciple. His gaze was calm and resolute, as if he could see into people's hearts. "The path of cultivation is not based solely on luck. Only we ourselves know the effort we have put in and the hardships we have endured." His voice was soft, but it carried an undeniable power that seemed to penetrate the fog of human nature.

Arya stepped forward, her voice gentle yet firm, like a spring breeze. "Cultivation is a long journey, and everyone's progress is different. We should encourage each other and progress together, rather than envy and hinder each other." Her words were filled with wisdom and tolerance, inspiring respect.

However, the jealous disciples did not seem to buy it. They started to speak rudely and some even started pushing and shoving. The atmosphere became tense as if a storm was about to come.

"Enough!" At this moment, a commanding shout rang out, like thunder piercing the sky, causing everyone to involuntarily fall silent. Li Tianxiang, a senior elder of the sect, slowly approached. He was tall and majestic, with a dignified gaze that seemed to see through everything.

"The achievements of Yun Yi and the other two today are the result of their diligent practice. As fellow disciples, we should take them as examples and work hard to improve ourselves, instead of causing trouble here and destroying the harmonious atmosphere of the academy." Li Tianxiang's voice was loud and powerful, echoing in the training field, shocking everyone.

The jealous disciples looked at each other, afraid to speak. Though they felt resentful, facing Elder Li Tianxiang's authority, they could only temporarily suppress their jealousy. However, Yun Yi and the other two knew that this was only a temporary lull; the storm of jealousy had not truly passed.

To completely resolve this issue, Yun Yi and the other two decided to take the initiative. They approached the jealous disciples and attempted to engage them in friendly conversation, explaining their own cultivation processes and sharing their insights. They knew that only through communication and understanding could they resolve the misunderstandings and barriers between them.

"We're not hiding anything. The path of cultivation is inherently arduous," Yun Yi said sincerely, his eyes filled with sincerity and openness. He recounted his experiences in the secret realm and his cultivation since returning in detail, hoping to make those jealous disciples understand that their achievements were no accident.

However, the jealous disciples did not seem to appreciate it, their eyes still full of hostility and unwillingness. They could not accept that Yun Yi and the other two were so outstanding, and they were even more unwilling to admit their own shortcomings and laziness.

"Hmph, that's easy for you to say. Who knows if you have any hidden secrets!" A disciple sneered, his voice full of sarcasm and provocation.

Yun Yi and the other two shook their heads helplessly. They knew that communicating with such jealous people would often make it difficult to make substantial progress. In desperation, they reported the situation to the sect's higher-ups and asked them to come forward to resolve the issue.

After hearing this, Elder Li Tianxiang pondered for a moment and decided to hold a sect competition to allow Yun Yi and the others to demonstrate their strength, while also giving other disciples an opportunity to learn and quell any jealousy. He believed that only by showcasing strength and talent could those jealous disciples truly recognize their own shortcomings, thereby stimulating their fighting spirit and ambition.

The news of the sect competition quickly spread throughout the Xingchen Academy, causing an uproar. The disciples were talking about it and were full of anticipation and curiosity about the competition.