The Supreme Being Against Heaven
Chapter Summary
If there is nothing else, I shall take my leave.” After speaking, he bowed and stepped onto his flying sword, heading toward Mount Xian Cangling… After returning to Mount Xian Cangling, Tan Yun was greeted by Da Niu, who came to congratulate him. Inside the permission hall, Administrator Liu Dahai stepped forward, his eyes cold as he sneered inwardly while looking toward the “Mustard Seed Time-Space Pagoda No. 678 (mid-grade).” “That useless piece of trash… you’re definitely going to die!” Then ...
“From now on… you don’t need to always be so serious in front of your master. Your master actually prefers you when you are more lively and cheerful.”
“Hehe… really, Master?” Shen Subing turned back instantly, her face blooming into a bright, radiant smile.
Tan Yun froze slightly, then said helplessly,
“Your expression changes faster than flipping a palm…”
“Master, this disciple will take her leave now. If you want me to massage you often, then you must come visit me often, alright?”
With that, Shen Subing stepped onto her flying sword and shot out of Bingqing Hall. Her graceful figure soared into the sky, before returning to her usual cold demeanor as she headed off into the heavens at high speed…
To prevent Shen Subing from returning unexpectedly, Tan Yun waited another half an hour. Only after confirming she had truly left did he remove his “breath-concealing veil” and quickly rush out of the hall.
“That girl… what is she doing here?”
Suddenly, a surprised voice rang above his head.
Tan Yun, just stepping out of the hall, froze inwardly.
“Damn… that was close.”
Shen Qingfeng and Shen Wende descended on their flying swords and landed in front of him.
“Greetings, Elder Shen, and Sixth Elder,” Tan Yun quickly bowed and said calmly, “This disciple came to meet the Sect Master to ask whether I can be granted permission this year to enter the 108th level of the Xuanjing Time-Space Tower for a second time. However, the First Elder is not here.”
“Oh, I see,” Shen Qingfeng nodded. Then he warned, “Kid, listen carefully. In the future, if the young lady is not present, you are absolutely forbidden from entering Bingqing Hall without permission. If she finds out… it will be a death penalty!”
“This disciple understands,” Tan Yun replied, though unease filled his heart.
“As for entering the tower, you do not need her permission,” Shen Qingfeng continued. “This rule was set by the founding ancestor. No one can change it.”
“This disciple understands. If there is nothing else, I shall take my leave.”
After speaking, he bowed and stepped onto his flying sword, heading toward Mount Xian Cangling…
After returning to Mount Xian Cangling, Tan Yun was greeted by Da Niu, who came to congratulate him.
About 1 hour earlier, Shen Subing had come looking for Shen Qingfeng, but he was not present. So she instructed Da Niu to prepare the most spiritually dense sacred peak for her upon his return.
Tan Yun nodded slightly in acknowledgment. Then he stepped onto his flying sword and soared into the sky, hovering above the peak of Mount Xian Cangling.
He did not notice that Elder De had already raised the signal flag…
“It seems… Elder De still hasn’t gathered all 11 materials needed for artifact refinement.”
“In that case, I’ll go to the martial training grounds first, enter the mid-grade ‘Mustard Seed Time-Space Pagoda,’ and cultivate for a while before coming back to check.”
With that thought, Tan Yun flew on his sword, taking half an hour to arrive at the martial training grounds.
After waiting in line at the permission hall for 3 days, and paying spirit stones for 57 days in advance, he finally entered the “Mustard Seed Time-Space Pagoda No. 678 (mid-grade)” to cultivate…
The reason he paid spirit stones 57 days in advance was because the “Supreme Mustard Seed Time-Space Pagoda” would only open in 57 days.
At that time, even if Tan Yun could not enter the 108th level, he would still be able to cultivate on the 99th level.
One day inside the 99th level of the pagoda was equivalent to 10 days of cultivation outside—far superior to the mid-grade pagoda, where one day inside equaled only 3 days outside.
Inside the permission hall,
Administrator Liu Dahai stepped forward, his eyes cold as he sneered inwardly while looking toward the “Mustard Seed Time-Space Pagoda No. 678 (mid-grade).”
“That useless piece of trash… you’re definitely going to die!”
Then he stepped onto his flying sword and shot up into the sea of clouds, disappearing from sight…
2 hours later
At the peak of Mount Xian Pangdao, inside a cultivation cave, Liu Dahai landed his sword and bowed.
“Elder Three, I have good news to report.”
“Come in and speak.”
“Yes, sir.”
When Liu Dahai entered the cave, he saw Lu Wu and Pang Shiyuan drinking wine together.
“Greetings, Elder Lu Wu,” Liu Dahai said to Lu Wu, then hesitated slightly.
“Elder Twelve is not an outsider. Speak directly,” Pang Shiyuan ordered in a calm voice.
“Yes, Elder Three.” Liu Dahai looked at Pang Shiyuan respectfully. “You truly foresaw everything. As you predicted, Tan Yun went to train at the martial grounds… and 2 hours ago, he entered the mid-grade Mustard Seed Time-Space Pagoda No. 678.”
“Hahaha! Excellent!” Pang Shiyuan laughed loudly. “In that case, I will seal him inside the ‘Glass Prison Hall.’ He will have no chance to escape!”
He flicked his hand—
a pitch-black command token emerged from the void. Liu Dahai immediately received it with both hands.
“This is the backup activation token for Pagoda No. 678, as you instructed.”
Pang Shiyuan nodded. “Return to the permission hall. Keep watching closely, especially at night. Check whether Shen Qingfeng is secretly protecting Tan Yun. If he is not—report to me immediately.”
“Yes!” Liu Dahai responded before departing.
Pang Shiyuan and Lu Wu exchanged glances, then raised their wine cups and drank leisurely…
7 days later
The night was pitch-black, without even a single star.
Liu Dahai returned with confidence.
“Elder Three, I swear on my life—there is absolutely no one secretly protecting Tan Yun!”
“Good, very good!” Pang Shiyuan smiled coldly, then turned to Lu Wu, who was already slightly drunk.
“Brother Lu, please continue drinking here. I will go kill Tan Yun and return shortly.”
“Mm… be careful,” Lu Wu said in a drunken tone. “That Tan Yun might have hidden trump cards. Do not underestimate him.”
“Rest assured. Even if he has divine treasures, I will not give him a chance to use them!”
Pang Shiyuan sneered coldly, then stepped onto his flying sword and shot out of the cave, cutting through the night sky…
Deep night
The hour of “Chou” was approaching.
A dark, windless night—the perfect time for assassination.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Inside the martial grounds, a shadow streaked toward Mustard Seed Time-Space Pagoda No. 678 (mid-grade).
Like a ghost in the night, each flash of movement covered a distance of 400 zhang.
Inside the pagoda,
Tan Yun, who was seated cross-legged and crazily absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, suddenly sensed a faint sound of wind outside.
An ominous feeling rose in his heart instantly.
He silently moved behind the pagoda door. In an instant—2 talisman slips appeared in his hands.
Bang!
The pagoda door was suddenly forced open!
In that instant, several dozen dazzling sword lights shot in from outside, ruthlessly sweeping across a radius of 300 zhang inside!
The sword light illuminated the night sky, turning the dim darkness into blinding brilliance for a split second.
“Hm? No one is here?”
A surprised voice came from outside.
Tan Yun, hiding behind the door, activated his “Primordial Divine Eyes” and looked through instantly—
he saw a black-clothed masked man, whose cultivation had reached the 6th level of the Soul Refinement Realm, stepping into the pagoda!
Bang!
Cold sweat immediately broke out on Tan Yun’s back.
Just as he was about to escape—
the black-clothed man casually closed the pagoda door in the same instant!
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