Chapter 1968 Disciple Again (3)
Chapter 1968 Disciple Again (3)
It didn't take long for people to start noticing Kent's unusual speed.
While climbing the Infinity Stairway takes a lot of effort and perseverance, many have, in the past, showcased dazzling initial performances only to crash and burn a few days in.
However, Kent seemed not to slow down at all. His speed was next-level, and even though he started out not too flashy, the fact that he had not slowed down showed he was different.
3 hours in, word of someone climbing the Infinity Stairway at an alarming speed reached thousands, and somehow, it even reached the sect an hour later.
By the 5th hour, thousands of disciples had appeared at the other end of the Infinity Stairway, waiting to see if the person who had already caught their attention would show up.
Kent didn't know if it had always been like this, but people could see him even from thousands of steps away. Though strange, he didn't care and continued to climb.
By the 7th hour, Kent could see the sect's main gate, still made of bones, as it had been during the Divine Era.
A few minutes later, he could also see the disciples. Before long, they saw him as well, and that was when they all became stunned.
They had heard stories of the people who had climbed the Infinity Stairway.
Many claimed the fastest to climb it was the infamous Lord Genesis.
He took 3 weeks, and he was considered a genius by all.
Yet here they all were, staring at Kent, who had taken just 7 hours to climb. That was impossible since, to them, no mortal could do that, even if they had an immortal body.
Halfway through, the spiritual qi or immortal essence in the body would be sealed, forcing the climber to rely solely on their physical strength.
So naturally, it was physically impossible to climb that fast.
But that was until Kent showed up looking like he had just taken a stroll through a night garden. By the time he was standing at the very top of the Infinity Stairway, sect elders had also arrived on the scene.
Kent saw three sets of robes, instantly recognizing that even core disciples had arrived on the scene.
'Ah, it seems a lot has changed since the last time I was here.'
What Kent didn't know was that after Jest set the record for being the fastest to climb the Infinity Stairway and went on to become one of the greatest swordsmen to ever live, the Whispering Wind Sword Sect and everyone else had started taking the Infinity Stairway seriously.
They believed it held a hidden power that made all who succeeded in climbing it great cultivators. And while it might be one large coincidence, all who followed after Jest ended up as beings with so much potential.
Four out of the seven who came after Jest had already become Sword Celestials.
Two had joined the infamous Sword Temple, and one, who happened to be the current sect leader of the Whispering Wind Sword Sect, had already reached the Sword God stage while only a demigod.
It was even rumoured that the Sword Temple, the same organization whose founding fathers were the 12 Sword Elders who had betrayed Jest during the divine era, had reached out to her multiple times to recruit her.
Kent held no animosity toward them.
In fact, he knew they would call him soon, and he intended to join. Since their founding fathers had betrayed him, he wanted to find out whether the rest were just like them or could be trusted to aid him when the time came.
However, it goes without saying that to be invited by the Sword Temple, one must be a talent unlike any other.
So with this track record, many were convinced the Infinity Stairway held some secret.
The moment Kent was 300 meters away from the crowd of disciples, his gaze met the man who had stopped him at the gate. He smiled, causing the man to turn pale.
He was punished for denying a prodigy from a poor background a chance to take part in the sect entrance exams, even though he was invited, or at least had an invitation.
Clearly, he hadn't learned his lesson yet.
Kent, of course, had no plans to add to his load, so he just smiled and turned to face the powerful presence he could feel from the thousands gathered.
"Welcome to the Whispering Wind Sword Sect. I am Grand Elder Haakon. May I know your name?" said a man who appeared to be in his late 50s.
He had dark hair and chubby cheeks.
However, Kent could tell he was a deadly swordsman, judging by how dense his sword intent was. He was suppressing it, but Kent could easily see through him.
It was why he could tell who was strong and who just appeared to be.
Not all those with flashy abilities are actually strong. Most are just for show, so he singled out the ones to take seriously if he wanted an easy time in this place.
Once he was done with that, he smiled and dropped the bomb.
"Hello there. I never expected this welcome, but who am I to frown upon such a warm and heartfelt welcome?" Many disciples frowned, but Kent ignored them.
"Anyways, you can just call me Kent Madson. Nice meeting you all."
It took some time for everyone to register what he had said. And when they did, their eyes widened, immediately broadening the smile on Kent's face.
He initially planned on hiding his identity. However, he figured that if he wanted to get things done as quickly as possible, using his name would do just that.
Now, staring at the faces of both disciples and elders, he knew he had made the right decision.
"BULLSHIT!"
Of course, he expected some resistance, too.
"If you are indeed the infamous Kent Madson, prove it by facing me in a duel," an inner disciple clad in a blue robe said, jumping out of the crowd of disciples.
"Kent Madson's name appeared on the Sword Dao Tablet. If you really are him, then clearly, you wouldn't have any problem accepting this challenge, would you?"
Kent eyed the bastard from head to toe and smirked... "I expected a Sword Immortal to challenge me. At the very least, a Sword Divine. For a Sword Legend to be arrogant before me..."
Kent extended his hand, shocking everyone again.
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