Tarthocas: Chronicles of the Transmigrating Scribe Chapter 3: Chapter 2

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Ling Xuan slowed down as he entered the residence; he was soon greeted by a few of his cousins who mocked him for being unable to save even a guard. At this point, no one except a few elders who were looking with disgust and bloodlust toward Ling Xuan knew that the assassination attempt had failed. Ling Xuan could only be silent in front of these elders as each one of them was at least a high-level master. But him…, he was only a mid-level apprentice. He felt jealous looking at his cousins, who were all high-level apprentices, and the son of the 1st elder and the daughter of the 2nd elder were already peak apprentices. Ling Xuan could only reach mid-level apprentice after 6 months of hard work and the help of the clan leader, Ling Xuanhuan, because soon after his father, Ling Feng, died, many clan elders demanded Ling Xuanhuan reduce the amount of resources allotted to Ling Xuan to be reduced. As he couldn't deny their demand, he had to ultimately reduce the resources to the bare minimum. However, the Clan leader always had a soft side toward Ling Feng; therefore, he helped Ling Xuan secretly. Soon after a few hours, Ling Xuan buried the body of his beloved guard, whom he used to call Uncle Fu, in the graveyard of the Glorious Flag City. Later, Ling Xuan retired to his quarters and lay on the bed after a really hectic and surprising day. A lot had happened today. He slowly started organising the memories. He could, in fact, learn a lot about this world. The Ling Xuan clan was one of the 7 founding clans under the Royal family. The Royal family was the ruler of this continent, and it was known as the Xia Kingdom. The city he was presently in was known as the Glorious Flag City, also one of the 7 major cities other than the capital. Ling Clan owned this city's land and was affiliated with the Thunder Law sect. More than a million people lived in this city. It was true that it deserved to be called one of the 7 major cities. The Glorious Flag city, being the ancient capital of the Xia Kingdom, made it even more prosperous and grand than the other 6 major cities. Soon, Ling Xuan pondered whether he could reach the pinnacle of cultivation here; could he join a sect, and so on? Soon, he remembered the words his saviour Jin Guo had told him earlier that day, "The Competition in the capital," he whispered to himself. Tired of fatigue, he soon fell asleep. The light shone brightly, waking him up from his sleep. He soon woke up and freshened up to meet the clan leader to discuss the competition. After thinking of numerous opportunities last night, he was excited like a small child. Ling Xuan arrived at the private quarters of the clan leader, Ling Xuanhuan, an hour later. As he was about to knock on the door, a man in his mid-70s, wearing a white linen robe lined with silver-coloured cloth, opened the door. Seeing his favourite grandson, he joyfully exclaimed, "What brings you here this early morning, my boy"? Ling Xuan answered, "Clan leader, I want to talk to you about something important." Ling Xuanhuan replied, "Sure, my boy, anything for you." Saying that, Ling Xuanhuan opened the door and led Ling Xuan in; as expected, it was lavish enough and had 3 to 4 rooms full of furniture and a lot of books; it really looked like the room of a great cultivator. As Ling Xuan sat on a mat cross-legged, his grandfather offered him a cup of tea. Ling Xuan accepted it politely and began to talk. "Grandfather, I would like to participate in the competition held at the capital." Xuanhuan replied with a hint of surprise, "Ohh, so you know about it. Sure, you can attend it; make sure to take care of yourself as you will be going with your cousins." Ling Xuan exclaimed, "No grandfather. I would like to leave a little early and get there before then. I want to avoid going with my cousins, and as I am a mid-apprentice, I can take care of myself if a danger arises." Xuanhuan was surprised to hear this from his grandson, whose father died recently, but th