The Supreme Being Against Heaven
Chapter Summary
Please tell me…” Shen Subing smiled sweetly, as if acting coquettishly like a child toward her parents. “Then raise a purple flag on Mount Xian Cangling.” “Yes, disciple understands,” Shen Subing smiled, then continued, “Master, you once said you would impart a cultivation technique to me…” “Send me an empty jade slip,” Tan Yun said, extending his right hand. If I ever reveal my master’s secrets, I will die a terrible death right here!” “Subing… do you remember what I said about accepting discip...
“Why are you asking? You should focus on watching your master refine the pill properly,” Tan Yun said calmly.
“Master… aside from my parents, you are the closest person to me. Please tell me…” Shen Subing smiled sweetly, as if acting coquettishly like a child toward her parents.
“No,” Tan Yun replied decisively.
“Master…”
“I said—no!”
Shen Subing’s beautiful eyes rolled slightly. She then slowly stood up with graceful movements and walked behind Tan Yun, who was sitting cross-legged. Then she extended her soft, boneless-looking jade hands toward his back.
Tan Yun flinched slightly.
“What are you doing? Before I accepted you as my disciple, I already said—if you dare to remove my veil, I will expel you from the sect!”
“You are overthinking, Master. How could this disciple act without permission?” Shen Subing smiled charmingly. She placed both jade hands on his shoulders and began massaging them gently.
The pressure was perfect, causing Tan Yun to gradually relax in comfort.
At that moment, a faint, pure fragrance unique to a young woman drifted from behind him, seeping into his breath.
Beneath his veil, Tan Yun’s handsome face slightly flushed. He thought inwardly:
“The body fragrance of this girl… is truly pleasant.”
“Master… is it comfortable?” Shen Subing asked softly, her voice sweet like a heavenly melody.
“Mm… quite comfortable,” Tan Yun smiled. “When you are free in the future, come and massage your master more often. But… why are your skills so proficient?”
The moment he finished speaking—
he felt the soft hands on his shoulders tremble slightly.
Then… something fell onto his back, drop by drop.
Tan Yun immediately knew—it was tears.
“Why are you suddenly crying?” he asked gently.
“I… I am not crying, Master,” Shen Subing replied stubbornly while wiping her tears and continuing the massage.
Her voice carried a strong sense of grievance.
“After my father was framed by Gong Sun Yangchun… the sect master crippled his cultivation… turning him into a powerless man…”
“Since I was young, I often massaged my father… over time, I became skilled at it…”
Upon hearing this, Tan Yun comforted her firmly.
“One day, you will have your revenge. Believe in your master.”
“Mm…” Shen Subing nodded lightly. “Let’s not talk about such sad matters anymore, Master… your disciple is so dutiful to you, please tell me…”
“I really can’t deal with you,” Tan Yun shook his head. “My appearance… looks like I am only in my early 20s.”
“Ah… so young? May this disciple take a look?” Shen Subing asked curiously.
“I am in the middle of refining a pill. If you continue to be disrespectful—then remain my disciple for life!” Tan Yun’s tone suddenly turned cold.
“Master, please calm your anger. This disciple will not look,” Shen Subing smiled awkwardly before retreating and sitting back down cross-legged.
…
10 days later
Shen Subing’s spiritual sense enveloped the cauldron. A clear bell-like voice echoed.
“Master, according to the pill formula you gave me—the medicinal properties of the 17 spiritual herbs have now fully fused into a deep green color and are beginning to emit a faint fragrance. Can we add the final rank-9 spiritual herb, the ‘Blood Spirit Ginseng,’ now?”
“Correct,” Tan Yun replied briefly.
As soon as his voice fell—
he flicked his hand, sending a blood-red herb shaped vaguely like a human into the cauldron!
Then he swept his right arm—
the cauldron lid, which had been resting on the ground, rose into the air and sealed the furnace firmly.
Inside—
as the Blood Spirit Ginseng slowly melted, the deep green medicinal liquid began to thicken.
In the end—
it transformed into 12 droplets of deep green medicinal “pills”!
After forming into droplets, the liquid pills gradually began to solidify, forming pill shapes at a nearly imperceptible speed…
…
In an instant—8 days passed.
At sunset, the last rays of light faded beyond the horizon.
Since Tan Yun began refining the pill—33 days had passed in total.
Inside the Bingqing Hall,
Tan Yun, seated cross-legged, exhaled deeply before slowly opening his eyes.
“Master… is it complete?” Shen Subing asked excitedly.
“Mm,” the corner of Tan Yun’s lips lifted slightly. “Once you withdraw your natal flame, you can open the cauldron and retrieve the pills.”
“This disciple obeys!”
Immediately—
Shen Subing retracted the flame beneath the cauldron back into her body.
“Open!”
She pointed her jade finger toward the cauldron—
instantly, the lid flew off!
Next, the vessel inside floated into the air before landing steadily in front of her.
Inside—
12 pale green pills lay neatly arranged!
And within each pill—there appeared the faint image of a curled infant-like form!
Although Shen Subing had never successfully refined a “highest-tier sacred pill” before—
she clearly understood that such “pill embryos” were a unique symbol of the highest-grade pills!
A “Dao Embryo” had been born—
It means this batch of “Restoration Pills” was truly of the highest grade!
“Master…” Shen Subing held up one pill, her voice trembling slightly. “This… is really a highest-grade Restoration Pill!”
“Master… you are truly incredible!”
She was so excited and overwhelmed with joy that she could barely control herself.
“It’s just a supreme-grade spirit-tier pill. Calm down,” Tan Yun said with a faint smile.
“Hehe… this time, Hall Master Tang is saved!” Shen Subing carefully stored the pills and the cauldron. Then she bowed deeply toward Tan Yun.
“Master, this disciple must hurry to deliver these pills to the Immortal Sect.”
“Mm. Go ahead. It is also time for your master to leave,” Tan Yun said.
“Master… if I have urgent matters in the future, how can I contact you?” Shen Subing asked with reluctance.
Tan Yun thought for a moment before replying.
“Then raise a purple flag on Mount Xian Cangling.”
“Yes, disciple understands,” Shen Subing smiled, then continued, “Master, you once said you would impart a cultivation technique to me…”
“Send me an empty jade slip,” Tan Yun said, extending his right hand.
“Yes, Master.” Shen Subing flipped her hand and handed him a jade slip.
Tan Yun held the jade slip, and his spiritual sense surged into it—
countless characters immediately filled the space within the slip.
After a moment—
he returned it to her and instructed,
“Subing, you possess exceptional talent in both time and space. This technique suits you perfectly. Memorize it well, then destroy the jade slip.”
“So mysterious?” Shen Subing murmured.
She took the jade slip with both hands and quickly probed it with her spiritual sense.
Instantly—
a massive stream of information flooded into her mind!
“Pure Frost Divine Scripture!”
“This technique… is named after Shen Subing herself!”
“It is divided into 9 cycles, each cycle containing 12 stages!”
“Cycle 1—cultivating time…”
“Cycle 2—refining space…”
“Cycle 3—transforming time and space…”
“Cycle 4—shaping fate and the heavens…”
“…”
“Cycle 9—ascend to godhood!”
After reading it all—
Shen Subing looked at Tan Yun with an extremely complex gaze.
Excitement… doubt… joy… and a hint of fear!
Because this was truly a cultivation method that could lead one to becoming a celestial being or even a god!
At that moment—
she clearly realized that her master… was no ordinary person!
Otherwise, how could he possess such a technique?
The fear in her heart came from deep respect.
“Subing, I… am not originally from this world,” Tan Yun’s voice turned cold. “If you dare reveal the technique I gave you today—I will punish you severely!”
Thud!
Shen Subing immediately knelt.
“I swear! If I ever reveal my master’s secrets, I will die a terrible death right here!”
“Subing… do you remember what I said about accepting disciples?” Tan Yun’s voice turned icy as he recalled his traitorous former disciple, Ling Xia Tianjun.
“I remember, Master,” Shen Subing replied honestly. “If I am not mistaken, your former senior disciple… betrayed you.”
“And when I became your disciple, I swore that… in the future, I would personally kill her!”
“Good!” Tan Yun clenched his fist, killing intent flashing in his eyes.
“Then I will give you that opportunity!”
“Remember—your senior sister’s name is ‘Lingxia Tianjun’!”
“And the ‘Pure Frost Divine Scripture’ I gave you… is the natural enemy of hers!”
--Translated by likesnovel--