a Man Like None Other Chapter 7088 Three Things
However, David noticed that in the corner of the front row, a young man was looking down, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white. Although the flow of spiritual energy around him was suppressed to be extremely stable, there was a restlessness hidden beneath that stability that could erupt at any moment.
David remembered what the young man looked like.
He looked much younger than the others, with a handsome yet stubborn face, and a hint of sharpness still lingering between his brows.
Inside the temple, an outer sect steward sat on a high platform and began to teach orthodox Taoist teachings.
His voice was flat and monotonous, without any inflection, as if he were reciting some kind of scripture.
The more than 300 cultivators below the stage closed their eyes and regulated their breathing, adjusting their meridians according to the spiritual energy circulation path he recited.
David did as instructed. Of course, he couldn’t actually correct his own Dao foundation, but he could perfectly imitate it.
Under the protection of Wanxi’s Heart Seal, the Chaos Origin precisely replicated the flow of spiritual energy of orthodox Taoist methods.
From the outside, his spiritual energy flow appeared no different from that of the cultivators under observation.
But the young man next to him couldn’t do it.
David sensed that the young man’s spiritual energy flow had deviated three times within the short span of an incense stick’s time.
Each deviation was extremely subtle, imperceptible to ordinary people, but the outer sect steward’s perception far surpassed that of his peers. His brows furrowed slightly at the first deviation, and his gaze precisely locked onto the young man.
“Number 73”.
The deacon’s voice was icy cold, devoid of any emotion, “The orthodox tradition has deviated three times. Stay after class today for guidance.”
The young man froze, his fists clenched tighter, but he didn’t speak. He just lowered his head and nodded silently.
David took in all of this.
The bell rang again, signaling the end of morning classes.
The cultivators awaiting inspection silently left the dojo and dispersed. David watched as the seventy-third disciple was led away by the outer sect deacon and entered a tightly closed stone house at the back of the dojo.
The door to the stone house closed behind him, creating a barrier to prevent anyone from probing.
However, David’s divine sense was even more refined than the probing power of the Twenty-Sixth Heaven.
He caught an extremely faint sound coming from inside the stone house.
At first, it was a low-pitched reprimand.
Then came a suppressed roar.
Then came a muffled groan of pain.
A moment later, the door of the stone house reopened, and Number Seventy-Three came out.
His steps remained steady, his breathing even, and his face expressionless.