Chapter 215
Jonathan Dai was thirsty and hungry, barely holding in his tears from the sheer cold the wind brought.
He did not dare to break into the gates of Cloud Clan, and could only shout at his bodyguard, "Uncle
Karson, quick, think of something! I want to go in now, or I’ll freeze to death out here." Karson Mao was
also in a dilemma. Despite having a considerable amount of strength, he knew that he was no match
for the Cloud Clan who was part of the Black Level Clan. It was impossible, but he still had to find a
way to abide and fulfill Master Dai’s wishes. As he was racking his brains for a solution, his sight fell on
a small hut a distance away from the gates. His eyes widened as a plan formed in his brain, and he
exclaimed, "Master Dai, I have a plan." "What plan ?" Jonathan was eager to know. "Master Dai, you
will understand when you see it." Karson smiled as he stood up and walked towards the small hut. The
old hut was standing lonelily at an abandoned site around the gates, and looked worn down from the
rain and shine. Cobwebs decorated the corners of the house and traces of unidentified gunk could be
seen on the walls and the roof of the hut. Karson marched forward confidently and swiped away the
cobwebs that hung in front of the doorway. His gaze fell on a meter-high drum sitting in the middle of
the hut, and he reached out to grab the drumsticks that were laying by the drum. The guarding Cloud
Clan disciples were puzzled upon seeing him, but their concerns changed to worry when they suddenly
thought of something. They quickly rushed over and stopped him, asking, "Put down the drumsticks,
what are you doing ?" Karson ignored them and took the drumsticks, smiling as he said, "I have heard
rumors that the Cloud Clan has a special rule from long ago. Regardless whoever it is, one can beat
this drum as long as they have a favour to ask from the Cloud Clan. After passing their trials, it is said
that the clan will fulfill their request at all costs no matter what it is about." "Such a tradition has not
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtbeen abolished, has it?" he looked at the young disciples. The disciples were momentarily taken aback
before nodding their head in reply, "It’s not abolished." These rules were set by the Cloud Clan a long
time ago and had been maintained as traditions through their 2 0 years of excellence back in the past.
The clan elders and disciples were also very kind and would help whoever was in need as best as they
could. However, following Feather Gu’s massacre and rebellion, their clan’s reputation slowly died out
from the public eye. Since then, the drum had not been beaten by anyone until today. If Karson had not
brought it up, the young disciples themselves would’ve already forgotten that such a rule existed in the
first place. "Since there’s nothing wrong, I can beat the drum now right?" Karson was just about to beat
the drum. The disciples didn’t look good and they hurriedly stopped him, "It’s fine if you beat the drum,
but the trials have always been quite difficult to pass. Have you considered this thoroughly?" "What
kind of test is it?" Karson asked. It had been years since someone had beaten the drum, so the
disciples were also clueless to what the tests were about. One of them quickly turned back to report it
to their elders. Karson was not in a hurry, so he turned to the public and started explaining some Cloud
Clan rules that he was aware of. Instantly, everyone's interest was aroused. Many wanted to try for
themselves or had their bodyguards standby to beat the drum later. Some had already had their
requests in mind to ask to the Cloud Clan after beating the drum. For instance, some wanted to ask for
some precious medicinal herbs, while some wanted to have the Cloud Clan take them in as disciples.
While everyone was still deep in their thoughts, the disciple that left just now returned with a cold look
in his eyes. He glanced around at the crowd and announced, "The details of the trial will be to resist
100 attacks from 4 of the Cloud Clan's official disciples. If you are still standing after their attacks, we
will acknowledge that you have passed." As soon as he said this, four disciples dressed in green robes
stood forward. They were evidently skilled and stood out from ordinary people. Immediately, many
people hesitated. At this moment, one of the four disciples stood forward and declared, "Let me inform
you in advance, two of us here are at the late-Yellow Level, while the other two are at the mid Yellow
Level. However, we are already close to reaching the late-Yellow Levels. If anyone here has confidence
in taking the challenge, do step forward." His words caused an uproar as many excited individuals
turned pale and backed off from the trial. Despite many of them hiring bodyguards who had some
martial arts skills, they were at most at the mid-Yellow Level stages. To put them up against two mid-
Yellow Level and two late-Yellow Level martial artists would be suicide. They wouldn't stand a chance
at all. Instantly, many retreated from the challenge with no other choice. Karson was also hesitating
whether or not he should pull out from the trial. However, Jonathan had other plans upon seeing the
intimate exchange of words between Fade Chen and Winnie Huo. He couldn't hold in his anger and
instructed, "Uncle Karson, you have to pass the test. Karson took note of the
instructions and nodded in compliance as he walked towards the four disciples. With the strength of a
late-Yellow Level martial artist, he would probably be defeated quickly if he were to fight against these
four disciples. However, the details of the trial were only to remain standing after 100 moves, so he was
pretty confident he could do it. After all, he had been stuck at the late-Yellow Level for several years.
Adding on to his practical experiences fighting in real battles, he was sure that he had the skills to
survive for 100 moves. ‘I’m willing to take the test. Come at me!" He challenged the four disciples
fearlessly. This sent the crowd into a mixture of envy and excitement. Jonathan immediately felt prideful
as he could feel the crowd’s attention shifting towards him. He put his hands behind his back as though
it was nothing to be worried about and said, ‘Uncle Karson, I’ll be waiting for your good news." He then
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmturned to Fade and looked romantically into Winnie’s eyes as he said, ‘Winnie, come with me after
Uncle Karson passes the trial later! You’re a celebrity, you can’t stay here." Winnie declined his
invitation and said, ‘It’s alright, I would rather stay here.‘ After that, she turned away from him and stuck
closer to Fade. This was an insult to Jonathan as his expression soured. He glared at Fade and
scowled, "Winnie, wasn’t this guy trying to show off just now? Look at him now, he’s not even trying to
take the trial! He’s just a coward and you shouldn’t associate yourself with him." "Jonathan, Fade is my
friend. I won’t allow you to insult him like this," Winnie refuted coldly. Jonathan sneered, "Insult? I’m not
in the wrong here. Uncle Karson is going to pass the trial soon, but how about him ? Putting aside the
question of whether he can pass the test or not, but he’s not even taking a try at passing it! Tell me, if
this is not the behaviour of a coward, what is?" Fade overheard his remarks and sighed while shaking
his head in disapproval. The only reason why he didn’t try was because he felt that there was
something fishy about the Cloud Clan forbidding outsiders to enter. They probably had their own
concerns. He didn’t expect that not giving the trial
a try would actually make him look like a coward. ‘Don’t shake your head, you coward. You’re not
qualified to be with Winnie, let alone stand beside her. Jonathan taunted. Fade retorted cooly, ‘I think
you should stop commenting on me and instead worry about your bodyguard. I don’t think he’s going to
last to the end of the trial." ‘What a joke! Uncle Karson’s strength is at the late-Yellow Level. Even if he
doesn’t win, he can surely survive a hundred moves. You are just weak, don’t think that others are on
the same level as you." Jonathan boasted proudly to Fade. All of a sudden, a loud cry of pain could be
heard. The crowd turned towards the voice and saw Uncle Karson whom Jonathan was so confident in
winning flying backwards into the air. He fell to the ground right beside Jonathan, a trail of blood
trickling from his mouth and his face as pale as a ghost. Dead silence hung in the air. Jonathan, who
was initially full of pride and content was now utterly dumbfounded. He could say nothing but gawk at
the scene, his face contorted uglily as he was forced to take back his words from just now.