The Supreme Being Against Heaven
Chapter Summary
I’m asking you—have we met before?” “Tch, tch.” The green-robed girl sneered, the corner of her lips curling upward as she spoke with contempt, “There are countless people who know me, but let me make this clear—don’t use such old tricks to get close to me.” After speaking, she turned to Mu Mengyi and Zhong Wu Shiyao, letting out a cold snort. “But I do know this—she is more beautiful than all of us!” “Listen carefully, I’ll only say this once—my sister’s name is Nangong Yuqin.” “Unfortunately… ...
“Feels like I’ve seen her somewhere before… but I just can’t remember!”
Tan Yun frowned, suspicion filling his heart. He cupped his fists slightly and asked,
“Junior Sister, may I know your name? Also… have we met before?”
Hearing this, the green-robed girl looked at Tan Yun with deep disdain.
“Is this how you flirt with beautiful women? How despicable!”
Tan Yun’s brows furrowed tightly. Suppressing his displeasure, he asked again,
“I’m not joking. I’m asking you—have we met before?”
“Tch, tch.” The green-robed girl sneered, the corner of her lips curling upward as she spoke with contempt,
“There are countless people who know me, but let me make this clear—don’t use such old tricks to get close to me.”
After speaking, she turned to Mu Mengyi and Zhong Wu Shiyao, letting out a cold snort.
“I admit that both of you are very beautiful, but don’t think that just because foolish men praise you as the ‘4 great beauties of the outer sect,’ you are truly number 1.”
“If you want to know who is the most beautiful, wait until you meet my elder sister in the future. Then you’ll understand—she is a radiant immortal flower, while you… are merely green leaves!”
With those cold and arrogant words, the green-robed girl turned, preparing to leave.
But in the next instant—
Tan Yun’s figure flashed, appearing directly in front of her. His eyes were icy as he stared straight into hers.
“I’ll ask you one last time—what is your name?”
“You… what are you trying to do!” the green-robed girl said unhappily.
“I told you to answer!”
A low shout burst from Tan Yun’s throat, clearly laced with anger. He was certain he had known this woman before, yet even after asking 3 times with patience, she still refused to answer.
If it were an ordinary person, they would have been intimidated by such pressure. Yet the green-robed girl remained completely unfazed.
“Heh, my name is Nangong Ruxue—so what?” she said with disdain.
“Do you think you’re qualified to know me?”
“How ridiculous!”
As her words ended, her skirt fluttered as she leaped off the stage.
“Nangong Ruxue!”
At that moment, Xue Ziyan called out coldly.
Nangong Ruxue stopped. Amid the massive crowd, she slowly turned back.
“Senior Sister Xue, do you have any advice?”
“From what you said, are you claiming your elder sister is the number 1 beauty under heaven?” Xue Ziyan sneered.
“I’d really like to know just how beautiful she is—and what her name is. One day, I’ll go see for myself.”
“Whether my sister is number 1, I cannot confirm,” Nangong Ruxue said, staring at her.
“But I do know this—she is more beautiful than all of us!”
“Listen carefully, I’ll only say this once—my sister’s name is Nangong Yuqin.”
“Unfortunately… she is not in this Sacred Sect, and you will never meet her!”
With that, Nangong Ruxue quickly disappeared into the crowd, showing no intention of staying to wait for the arrival of the 9 core disciples of the inner sect.
“Nangong Yuqin… I’ll remember that name!” Xue Ziyan said, then glared at Tan Yun.
“Be honest—you were just trying to get close to a pretty girl, weren’t you?”
“Ziyan, don’t talk nonsense. Tan Yun is not that kind of person,” Mu Mengyi rolled her eyes at her before turning to Tan Yun, who was deep in thought.
“What’s wrong? Do you really know Nangong Ruxue?”
“No, it’s nothing.” Tan Yun shook his head and spoke truthfully,
“I don’t know why, but Nangong Ruxue gives me a strangely familiar feeling. I’ve thought about it for a while, but I’m certain I’ve never known her… it must just be my imagination.”
If Tan Yun’s parents and grandfather were here, they would definitely recognize Nangong Ruxue’s appearance—
Because her face resembled that of Tan Yun’s fiancée, Nangong Yuqin, by 7 parts out of 10!
The two were sisters of the same bloodline!
“Mm.” Mu Mengyi smiled sweetly.
“That’s enough, don’t overthink it. Hurry and sell your items.”
“Alright.”
Tan Yun smiled faintly, then looked at the more than 1,000,000 disciples below the stage. His voice wasn’t loud, yet it rang clearly in everyone’s ears:
“Fellow disciples, I have more than 2,000 low-grade spirit flying swords for sale at a special price!”
“As everyone knows, the market price of low-grade spirit weapons without attributes—such as flying swords or long swords—is around 10,000,000 low-grade spirit stones.”
“But today—I’m giving a 30% discount!”
“Since most of you have not yet reached the Nascent Soul Realm, the most suitable weapons for you are low-grade, non-attribute flying swords. Today, I’m selling them for only 7,000,000 low-grade spirit stones per sword!”
“Opportunities like this are rare. There are only a little over 2,000 swords available—first come, first served!”
“And of course—no credit! Those who wish to buy, please come up and line up on the stage!”
The moment Tan Yun finished speaking, the crowd erupted in an uproar!
Even a fool could guess that these flying swords came from Tan Yun killing countless people, yet no one cared about their origin.
What they cared about was—buying from Tan Yun was 3,000,000 low-grade spirit stones cheaper than the market price!
For most outer sect disciples, 3,000,000 was an enormous sum of wealth!
“Senior Brother Tan, I’ll buy one!”
“Me too! I want 1 sword!”
“Whoosh—bang!”
Amid the excited shouts of hundreds of disciples, a large, stout man—who looked every bit like a nouveau riche—was the first to rush onto the stage. He bowed ingratiatingly toward Tan Yun.
“Senior Brother Tan, can I buy 3 swords?”
“As long as you have spirit stones, you can buy as many as you want,” Tan Yun replied with a smile.
“Wow! That’s great!” The fat man rubbed his hands excitedly.
“Senior Brother Tan, I want 7 swords! 1 for men, and the remaining 6 for women!”
As he spoke, his eyes gleamed strangely, as if thinking of something.
With just one glance, Tan Yun could tell—this person looked unfamiliar, likely a new disciple or the descendant of someone powerful within the sect.
And he could easily guess—the 6 swords for women… were probably meant to please his concubines!
“Whoosh!”
The storage ring on Tan Yun’s finger flashed repeatedly as several low-grade spirit flying swords and greatswords were laid out in front.
“Mengyi, help count the spirit stones,” Tan Yun said with a smile.
“Alright,” Mu Mengyi, Zhong Wu Shiyao, and the other 2 girls responded.
The fat man quickly selected 7 flying swords on the stage, then waved his hand—
“Whoosh!”
A massive amount of low-grade and mid-grade spirit stones poured out from his storage ring, piling up like a small mountain on the stage.
After Mu Mengyi and the others finished counting them with their spiritual sense, the fat man hurriedly stored all the flying swords into his own ring, grinning with hidden intent.
“Senior Brother Tan, my name is Dong Shuai—‘Shuai’ as in extremely handsome! I admire you greatly. When I enter the inner sect next year, I will definitely follow you!”
Tan Yun chuckled softly and waved his hand.
“There are still many people waiting to buy. We can talk about the future later.”
“Alright! Then I’ll take my leave!”
Dong Shuai turned back to look at the hundreds of disciples lined up behind him and shouted loudly:
“Make way for me! Don’t block my path, or I’ll beat you up!”
--Translated by likesnovel--