The Supreme Being Against Heaven
Chapter Summary
Next year, without Fuchen as a competitor, Qidi will naturally have a very high chance of becoming a disciple of the Huangfu Sacred Sect.” Seeing the troubled look on Liang Xiao’s face, Wang Tianyou quickly added, “Afterward, as long as you let Qidi withdraw, I will consider myself indebted to you. With your current injuries, if you have to fight Fuchen, what do you think your chances of winning are?” Liang Qidi replied with difficulty, “30%.” Upon hearing this, Liang Xiao sighed softly and said...
Wang Tianyou quickly walked to Wang Fuchen’s side to immediately check the injuries of his beloved son.
Meanwhile, Liang Xiao, who was in the arena, hurriedly jumped onto the Creation Platform, helped Liang Qidi up, and anxiously examined his son’s injuries.
After a careful inspection, Wang Tianyou let out a sigh of relief. He discovered that Wang Fuchen had only external injuries and no internal damage at all. However, the spiritual power in his spirit pool had dropped to only 10%.
In contrast, Liang Xiao’s face turned visibly pale. He discovered that Liang Qidi’s internal organs had suffered various degrees of damage.
A glint flashed in Wang Tianyou’s eyes. He quietly walked toward Tan Yun and chuckled softly.
“What a formidable young man! You managed to pass the test even though you are only at the 7th level of the Spirit Embryo Realm.”
“You flatter me, City Lord,” Tan Yun said, slightly bowing his head. However, in his heart, he wondered what the other party wanted from him.
Wang Tianyou’s voice was as soft as a whisper, yet his tone was icy and left no room for refusal.
“I don’t care who you are or where you come from, but listen carefully!”
“My son, Fuchen, is destined to enter the Huangfu Sacred Sect. If after the drawing of lots you have to fight Fuchen, you must pretend to lose and admit defeat. Afterward, I will give you a reward. Do you understand?”
Raging anger surged within Tan Yun’s chest as he let out a cold laugh.
“And what if I say… no?”
“If you dare disobey this City Lord’s command, even if you manage to enter the Huangfu Sacred Sect, you will still end up dead.”
After delivering the threat, Wang Tianyou walked toward Liang Xiao with a smile and spoke softly.
“Brother Liang, the envoy from the sect is watching us, so I’ll speak frankly.”
“Brother Wang, please go ahead. I’m listening,” Liang Xiao replied in a low voice, slightly frowning.
“Brother Liang, I believe Qidi’s injuries are now much more serious than my son Fuchen’s. If he has to fight Fuchen, his chances of winning will be extremely small. Moreover, swords have no eyes. If Fuchen accidentally injures him severely, that would be unfortunate—but if something truly terrible were to happen, I would feel quite guilty!”
Wang Tianyou continued in a gentle tone.
“As you know, my Fuchen is already 16 years old. Today is his only chance to enter the Huangfu Sacred Sect. Meanwhile, Qidi is only 15 years old and can still participate in the selection again next year.”
“Think about it. Next year, without Fuchen as a competitor, Qidi will naturally have a very high chance of becoming a disciple of the Huangfu Sacred Sect.”
Seeing the troubled look on Liang Xiao’s face, Wang Tianyou quickly added,
“Afterward, as long as you let Qidi withdraw, I will consider myself indebted to you. Furthermore, whatever conditions you request, just say the word—I will agree without hesitation!”
Liang Xiao’s expression turned solemn. He did not answer immediately but turned to Liang Qidi and said,
“Qidi, answer your father honestly. With your current injuries, if you have to fight Fuchen, what do you think your chances of winning are?”
Liang Qidi replied with difficulty,
“30%.”
Upon hearing this, Liang Xiao sighed softly and said in a low voice,
“Qidi, listen to your father. If during the later match you encounter Fuchen, immediately admit defeat. Go back home, cultivate diligently, and participate in the selection again next year.”
“Father…”
Liang Qidi was about to object, but Liang Xiao glared at him sharply.
“This matter is already decided. Do not say anything more.”
After saying that, Liang Xiao walked to Wang Tianyou’s side and whispered softly,
“I can agree with Brother Wang’s proposal, but Brother Wang must give me 1 low-grade spirit stone mine.”
(A low-grade spirit stone mine can be used to excavate low-grade spirit stones.)
Wang Tianyou only possessed 3 low-grade spirit stone mines. When he heard that the other party wanted 1, he almost refused immediately.
However, when he thought that if his beloved son could successfully enter the Huangfu Sacred Sect, he would have a chance to step onto the path of the Great Heavenly Dao in the future—
In the end, he could only grit his teeth and nod in reluctant agreement!
After everything was settled, Wang Tianyou quickly returned to stand beside Mu Mengyi with a respectful posture, while Liang Xiao jumped down from the Creation Platform.
At this moment, Wang Tianyou felt extremely pleased.
In his mind, even if Tan Yun’s courage increased 100 times, there was no way he would dare disobey his command!
In his eyes, it was as if he could already see the future where his beloved son successfully became a disciple of the Huangfu Sacred Sect!
Tan Yun glanced at Wang Tianyou and sneered coldly in his heart.
“Old bastard… you dare threaten me? In a moment… you’d better prepare to collect your son’s corpse!”
Just as Tan Yun was thinking about killing the other party, Mu Mengyi handed a lot-drawing bamboo cylinder to Wang Tianyou.
Wang Tianyou immediately understood. He received it with both hands, then slightly bowed and walked toward Tan Yun, Wang Fuchen, and Liang Qidi, before loudly announcing:
“These 3 jade sticks are engraved with the numbers 1, 2, and 3.”
“Whoever draws number 3 will advance directly to the final round, while those who draw numbers 1 and 2 must fight immediately!”
Liang Qidi was the first to pick up a jade stick. In his heart, he silently prayed that he would draw number 3.
If that happened, the ones who would have to fight would be Wang Fuchen and Tan Yun.
If Tan Yun defeated Wang Fuchen, he could still fight with all his strength to kill Tan Yun and seize the position of disciple of the Huangfu Sacred Sect!
Unfortunately, fate did not follow his wishes.
The jade stick he picked up… was number 1.
Wang Fuchen casually picked up a jade stick, and it turned out to be number 2.
“It seems my luck isn’t bad at all!”
Tan Yun felt secretly delighted in his heart, because in his view, no matter who won between Wang Fuchen and Liang Qidi, the victor would certainly suffer even heavier injuries, which would greatly increase his chances of winning!
However, what happened next immediately made Tan Yun’s heart sink!
Liang Qidi turned toward Mu Mengyi, bowed, and said,
“Honored Envoy, I am severely injured and know that I am not a match for Young Master Wang. Therefore… I withdraw from the match.”
Mu Mengyi nodded slightly and waved her hand for Liang Qidi to step aside. Then, without even looking at Tan Yun or Wang Fuchen, she asked calmly,
“Does anyone else wish to withdraw?”
Wang Fuchen immediately spoke first.
“Reporting to the Honored Envoy, my loyalty to the Huangfu Sect Master shines as brightly as the sun! I will never withdraw!”
“I will not withdraw either,” Tan Yun said.
The moment Tan Yun finished speaking, the face of Wang Tianyou, who was standing beside Mu Mengyi, instantly darkened!
He had always believed that within the jurisdiction of Falling Star City, his words carried the authority of a golden decree, and no one would dare disobey!
He had never expected that Tan Yun would dare ignore his words!
“Since no one is withdrawing, we can begin.”
Mu Mengyi said calmly. However, she could not help but glance at Tan Yun 2–3 more times, because this young man had repeatedly done things that exceeded her expectations.
The millions of citizens in the city fell completely silent as they stared at Tan Yun and Wang Fuchen, who stood facing each other on the Creation Platform!
Wang Fuchen’s eyes were filled with killing intent. A flash of white light appeared from the Qiankun Ring on his finger.
Suddenly, a giant sword weighing 1,000 jin appeared in his right hand!
“A top-grade spirit weapon!”
Tan Yun stared at the giant sword in Wang Fuchen’s hand, his expression becoming more serious than ever.
“My spiritual power is almost completely exhausted. I cannot summon my high-grade longsword from the Qiankun Ring, and I cannot use the Hongmeng Divine Step either.”
“If the battle begins, not only will I have no weapon to fight him with, but my speed will also be inferior!”
Even so—
“No matter what… no one can stop my determination to enter the Huangfu Sacred Sect!”
Tan Yun cast aside all distracting thoughts and stared at Wang Fuchen like a hungry wolf!
Wang Fuchen also knew clearly that only 10% of spiritual power remained in his spirit pool, so he decided to end the battle quickly!
In an instant, spiritual power swirled around his body before pouring wildly into the giant sword!
Immediately, the sword light burst forth brilliantly!
“Kill!”
Wang Fuchen stomped his foot heavily, causing the Creation Platform to tremble slightly. His body transformed into multiple blurred shadows, rushing toward Tan Yun as the sharp sword light slashed down toward his head!
“So fast!”
Tan Yun exclaimed in shock. His hair fluttered wildly as he quickly dodged to the side.
But suddenly—
he felt a sharp pain on his forehead!
Wang Fuchen’s sword had sliced through Tan Yun’s hair, cutting it apart while also slicing away flesh from his forehead, revealing the white skull beneath!
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