The Supreme Being Against Heaven
Chapter Summary
I will rush back to the Sacred Spirit Sect to find magical weapons to deal with Tan Yun’s high-level Spirit Ship!” “Understood, Brother Song!” the disciples replied in unison. Beside Fan Jian stood Lin Xinyi, a beautiful female disciple so striking she could be described as a “land threat.” Behind him stood 9 disciples, all Great Perfection Nascent Spirit cultivators, each radiating deep respect and awe. With a deep voice, he caressed her gently and said, “Tan Yun not only survived, but he also ...
Neimenfang City
“Damn it! That was too strong!”
Tan Yun’s face was stern, filled with anger and the urge to curse. Using the Primordial Step with all his strength, he surged away toward a Spirit Ship 600 feet away in the void!
Tan Yun knew very well that if he didn’t escape now, the 43 Great Perfection disciples of Nascent Spirit would annihilate him completely, leaving not a trace behind!
At a distance of 600 feet, Tan Yun’s figure appeared as three afterimages, arriving in the blink of an eye before surging directly into the training chamber.
“Bring it out!”
The moment Tan Yun stepped into the training chamber, a chilling aura of a sword strike swept down from behind his head!
The hair on Tan Yun’s head stood on end. He quickly ducked. A sudden, icy pain spread across the nape of his neck — a blade of light sliced through the back of his neck, cutting hair midair!
“Damn it, that was a near-death situation!”
The moment Tan Yun successfully escaped into the training chamber, the walls of the Spirit Ship closed overhead. He panted heavily, blood spurting from the wound at the back of his neck.
Had he entered the chamber even a fraction of a second later, his head would have been severed!
“Crash!”
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
At that moment, the 43 masked disciples surged toward Tan Yun on flying swords, releasing full-power sword beams, striking the Spirit Ship with just the tips.
Although the Spirit Ship was cracked, it was a high-level spirit weapon known for its durability. So, even though the cracks appeared and expanded alarmingly, the ship did not collapse immediately.
“If these attacks continue, this Spirit Ship will definitely break!”
While pondering, Tan Yun propelled the Spirit Ship into the sky. Amidst the heavy assault, he dodged all 43 disciples in the blink of an eye.
“Damn it! We underestimated him!”
“Yes! Who would have thought a low-level disciple could pilot a high-level Spirit Ship!”
“What do we do now?”
Though their faces were covered, their angry voices betrayed the tension everyone felt.
No one had expected their attack on Tan Yun to fail, and on top of that, five Great Perfection disciples of Nascent Spirit had died.
Rage and hatred consumed everyone!
“What do we do? Damn it! He has a high-level Spirit Ship. We can’t catch up. What do we do?”
The lead masked disciple shouted,
“I just wonder — this high-level Spirit Ship must be a top-grade flying treasure. Its price is at least five times higher than other high-grade treasures. Where did he even get this piece of junk?”
Abandoning his curiosity, he scanned the remaining 42 disciples. His eyes glinted.
“After leaving the Medicine Meridian, Tan Yun will go to the Animal Meridian to find Mu Mengyi, or to the Weapon Meridian to find Zhong Wusheya, or to the Five-Spirit Meridian to find Xue Ziyuan.”
“Besides those three locations, he may go to the market. But no matter where he goes, he must return to the Medicine Meridian to refine medicine!”
Now his gaze turned fierce. He commanded,
“You stay here and act as you wish. I will rush back to the Sacred Spirit Sect to find magical weapons to deal with Tan Yun’s high-level Spirit Ship!”
“Understood, Brother Song!” the disciples replied in unison. Song Qinglie leapt onto a Spirit Ship and piloted it toward the Sacred Spirit Sect.
The 42 masked disciples of the Sacred Spirit Sect descended into the void, hiding among the mountains, holding their breath cautiously.
Meanwhile, 400 li to the east, on a deserted mountaintop, a muscular male disciple in brown robes stood still with his eyes closed, the character “Animal” embroidered on his chest.
Fan Jian was the top disciple, praised by the Second Elder of the Beast Spirit Sect.
He was a Great Perfection Nascent Spirit disciple, ranked 16th among the Second Elder’s disciples. Additionally, he was one of the strongest members on the Hidden Dragon Ranking within the inner sect.
Beside Fan Jian stood Lin Xinyi, a beautiful female disciple so striking she could be described as a “land threat.”
Behind him stood 9 disciples, all Great Perfection Nascent Spirit cultivators, each radiating deep respect and awe.
“My love… has Tan Yun died yet?” Lin Xinyi lowered her gaze, eyes shimmering seductively like a spell as she looked at Fan Jian.
Fan Jian withdrew his spiritual sense, opened his eyes, and drew Lin Xinyi into his arms. Among the 9 junior disciples behind him, he showed no restraint. With a deep voice, he caressed her gently and said,
“Tan Yun not only survived, but he also piloted a high-level Spirit Ship, collided with and destroyed two Spirit Ships of the Sacred Spirit Sect disciples, then secretly killed 5 more disciples before escaping!”
Normally, Great Perfection Nascent Spirit cultivators could project their spiritual sense over a radius of 300 miles.
But true to his reputation as one of the strongest of the Beast Spirit Sect, Fan Jian’s Great Perfection Nascent Spirit allowed his spiritual sense to cover a radius of 400 miles. He witnessed everything — the Sacred Spirit Sect disciples surrounding and attempting to kill Tan Yun — through his spiritual perception!
“Oh~ what should we do next?” Lin Xinyi asked, her gaze still teasing, her body swaying softly.
“We’ll deal with the next matter later. For now, I’ll take care of you, little one…” Fan Jian swept Lin Xinyi up in his arms and soared directly into the forest.
…
Four days later, at dawn,
Tan Yun piloted his Spirit Ship, gliding down from the Cloud Sea, and landed steadily in front of the city surrounded by mountains and mist: Huangfufang City (Inner Gate Market).
Huangfufang City sat in a valley among mountains. The buildings stretched for 600 miles, resembling a resting dragon on the ground.
The city gate stood 300 feet high, dark yet majestic, like a dragon’s head, keeping watch over the surroundings.
Tan Yun stood beneath the city gate, looking tiny.
“According to sect rules, disciples and servants are strictly forbidden from removing clothes, or execution follows… how ridiculous!”
Tan Yun muttered under his breath. He bent down, scooped a clump of soil, and smeared it over his face and body, then walked directly into the city, concealing himself with mud.
He covered all the characters on his robe that read “Miscellaneous Herbal Garden” with the mud.
Twenty law enforcement disciples, Level 8 Nascent Spirit cultivators, were stationed on either side of the city gate.
On a rocking chair to the left of the gate, a fat male disciple, resembling a pig and a Great Perfection Nascent Spirit cultivator, lounged like a master, muttering something.
The moment Tan Yun stepped through the gate, one of the law enforcement disciples glared and shouted,
“Hey! Stop right there!”
Tan Yun froze, eyes wide, and hesitated as he bowed slightly.
“Are you calling me?”
“Damn it, can’t you see clearly?!” The disciple cursed, nose raised. “You must pay 10 low-grade spirit stones to enter the city market.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the fat man in the rocking chair stared sharply at the law enforcer, then yawned and muttered something.
The law enforcer trembled, glanced at Tan Yun, and corrected himself:
“Pay 50 low-grade spirit stones!”
Hearing this, the fat man nodded with satisfaction, hummed softly, and closed his eyes.
“Who am I? I am the son of the inner sect law enforcement elder!”
Simply put, within this small Inner Gate city, he was the crown prince!
“Any disciple or servant entering this city, I can extort as I please!”
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