Chapter 1020: A Serene Martial World
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Elder Dong wore an expression of naked envy and jealousy on his face.
‘F*ck, why can’t I ever have such a divine encounter? If your father could have the Innate Spiritual Marrow, being invincible would not be an impossibility! This old man could even crush the Sacred Heart Palace!’
‘Now, it’s given to this young junior with a shallow cultivation base. It’s a disastrous waste of treasure!’
‘This old man has fought soone for a spiritual shrub before, when I road the martial world in the past. I beat his brains out, but I didn’t manage to get my hands on the herb… This kid is a baby, but he’s eaten the gem while he was doing a number two…’
‘That gem appears for only a quarter of an hour in at least six thousand years…’
Dong Qitian gazed into the sky with a grave look, looking for all the world as if he wanted to go up and ask, “Oh heavens, did you an for all this to happen?”
Although this was not a mont he could or should laugh at, Yun Yang felt a sudden impulse to do so. It was amazing to think that an antique who had lived for a few millenniums like Elder Dong had would actually look so upset because of this matter…
“Cough!” Yun Yang tried to comfort him. “Elder Dong, everyone has their providence. It’s just a small encounter of the disciple. With how high your status stands, you don’t have to be so begrudging about the whole matter…”
‘Begrudging?’
‘What are you saying to , child? ? Begrudging? Where?!’
‘Heh heh…’
Dong Qitian glared sullenly at Yun Yang before he spoke faintly, “You’re right, everyone has their providence. We can’t ask for it… Yun Yang, you seem to have made progress again from the last ti? You’re one with incredible providence, aren’t you?”
Yun Yang nodded. “Elder Dong has good eyes.”
“Your improvent is remarkably swift… Cultivators of levels Saint and above would prioritize personal disposition. One must train his state of mind lest there’s a chance for the internal demon to strike. Why don’t we spar, while I suppress my cultivation base to third-tier Saint pinnacle? This old man will train you and remove the hidden risk,” Dong Qitian said in a single exhalation.
Yun Yang vaguely felt that sothing was wrong, but what Dong Qitian said was the maxim of cultivation. It was true; one must train and fully grasp the advance after each leap. It would be better if an ace cultivator helped out with this exercise.
Yun Yang was incredibly willing. He was excited, anticipating the said activity. “Please do, Elder Dong.”
“Heh, let’s begin now then.”
A few monts later, Yun Yang’s cries filled the hall that was sealed with Dong Qitian’s divine sense…
The monster antique who had been alive for several thousand years was incomparable to ordinary people, no matter his experience, knowledge or judgnt. Even if their cultivation base were similar, the result was instantly announced during the actual combat. To fight on the sa level was a rather difficult task with such restraints in place.
…
The respected Leader Supre Cloud did not show himself for a good two days after the sparring bout.
The daily task arrangent was relayed through the Nine Supres Dictum, adding a sense of mystery to their vaunted leader out of the blue. All disciples and the Demiurge-Flawed Ten were puzzled.
‘What’s up with boss? Closed-door training? It doesn’t look like it…’
‘What’s up with master? Closed-door training? It doesn’t look like it…’
‘What’s up with Lead Supre? Closed-door training? Doesn’t look like it…’
‘Could he be creating a mysterious atmosphere and secretly preparing an ultimate trump card, just the way the legends had it?’
The reality was that there were three bumps on Yun Yang’s head, raised neatly side by side.
After two days, his bruised and swollen face had healed, but the three large bumps on the top of his head had only gone down half their size despite Emmie’s mystical prowess.
When he had just been beaten up, Yun Yang had looked like he had four heads stacked together. It was a horrible sight. While the three bumps were still visible now, they could still be considered concealed with so hair over it.
Yun Yang heaved a deep sigh looking at his reflection on the mirror.
“Why?”
“Hehe… Because I’m… begrudging…”
Yun Yang felt that he must have lost his mind then when he recalled the conversation. He had sent himself on a silver platter right after provoking a masterly expert whom he still had no idea of his actual capability. This was asking for torture, total suicide! He had no one to bla.
In retrospect, this period of ti seed to be the most peaceful ti he had experienced since he had ascended to the Bound of Universe from Tianxuan Continent. There were no accidents or surprises; no one ca to find fault and no one ca to visit out of boredom, even the General Comrce League had stopped pestering him. The Black and White Ruthless Duo, the Feathers-Off-A-Swallow, the Raiders of All But God, too, seed to beco a thing of the past.
It was calm and serene, with no ripples or waves.
It was not only the Residence of Nine Supres. The entire martial world was similarly peaceful.
It was like entering utopia; it was not that one had no war against the world, it was that there was no war across the world!
The only noise was probably from the Residence of Nine Supres still setting out for missions every now and then to wipe out the human trafficking organizations. However, that was even more mind-boggling. It had been a while since the residence attacked the organizations; Yun Yang had estimated that the upper line of these organizations would have co to them long ago, but the reality was nowhere near his expectations. There was no one, no forces, that ca looking for trouble.
It - it seed overly peaceful.
People said that whenever sothing was unusual, there must always be soone behind it. Yun Yang was bewildered by the current serenity, thus he imdiately sent Qian Duoduo out to collect hearsay and information. According to the latter, the whole Bound of Universe seed to be incredibly quiet, so much so that even the sects and schools bearing the Celestial Luck Banners that were previously quite active had shut themselves in; it was like everything in the outside world was irrelevant to them and they only wanted to live their lives in peace.
Yun Yang was acutely aware that things did not feel right. Was it still the martial world to be in such tranquility? This was probably the state of a retirent ho…
If it were not for the substantial karmic energy that Yun Yang received from the annihilation of the human traffickers every other day, he would have lost his cool long ago. There must be sothing that he did not know; even without impending worry, it could be a future concern!
Nevertheless, the Residence of Nine Supres’ general competence was developing speedily. This was a state that Yun Yang found extrely reluctant to cut short. What a wonderful advancent opportunity this was.
There was nobody to fight or compete with, the human traffickers had accumulated a generous number of talented children, each mission resulted in plenty of resources and a substantial amount of karmic Qi as well as new, talented mbers… The Residence of Nine Supres was the only sect doing this now! What else could feel more gratifying than monopolizing the source?
Nonetheless, what was the reason behind the current calm?
Since the Tianxuan Continent, Yun Yang had upheld the principle that it was better to be safe than sorry. Each of his steps was cautious and he was always on guard. This was how he could survive to this day. The surprising peace now, however, fazed Yun Yang, disturbing his calm. If he did not figure this out, he would probably not be able to sleep well.
Holding the three big bumps on his head, Yun Yang walked out with a distant look in his eyes, to search for Dong Qitian.
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