The Supreme Being Against Heaven
Chapter Summary
You only need to accompany me to the Alchemy Line of the Immortal Sect and show them some respect toward me. The moment Tan Yun and Tantai Zhongde stepped out of the teleportation array at the summit, they immediately sensed that the spiritual energy here was at least 2 times denser than that of Mount Bingqing. My apologies for failing to recognize you.” After speaking, he turned toward Tan Yun and bowed slightly, “Elder, if you have anything to say, please speak directly with the 4th Elder.” “E...
“How are we supposed to create momentum?” Tantai Zhongde frowned as he spoke.
“Esteemed guest, I am indeed willing to help, but as someone from Huangfu Sacred Firm, I cannot interfere in the internal affairs of the Alchemy Line of the sect—let alone meddle in matters under the Sect Master’s authority.”
Tan Yun smiled faintly and replied calmly,
“Elder De, you misunderstand. You only need to accompany me to the Alchemy Line of the Immortal Sect and show them some respect toward me. There’s no need to worry about anything else.”
“Alright! That’s no problem!” Tantai Zhongde agreed immediately.
“Once Steward Wang delivers the ‘Mysterious Turtle Breath-Concealing Silk,’ I’ll go with you at once.”
“Oh, right. The 11 types of alchemy materials you requested—do you want them now, or after we finish helping Shen Yaya?”
Tan Yun answered without hesitation,
“Saving people comes first. Everything else can wait.”
“Good, good, good.” Tantai Zhongde nodded repeatedly. His expression suggested he wanted to say something, but hesitated.
Seeing through him, Tan Yun spoke with confidence,
“Elder De, rest assured. After I rescue Su Bing, I will accept the alchemy materials, and our second transaction will proceed immediately. I will also provide you with the pill formula.”
“In that case, I’m relieved.” Tantai Zhongde said with a smile.
Meanwhile, at Mount Lu Tao, inside a cave—
“Brother Lu, come! Let me toast you!” Peng Shiyuan raised a cup of fine wine, his eyes full of gratitude.
“For this first toast, I thank you for speaking to your father and helping my son become a direct disciple of that person!”
After speaking, Peng Shiyuan drank it in one go.
Lu Wu chuckled lightly and drank along, clearly in a good mood.
“Haha, no need to be so polite. Brother Peng, since you killed Tan Yun, helping your son is only fair. Besides, Peng Tong is talented—he deserves proper cultivation.”
Peng Shiyuan raised his second cup and laughed loudly,
“For this second toast, I wish Brother Lu success in ascending to the position of Head of the Line soon!”
Lu Wu waved his hand, sighing,
“As long as Shen Subing is still alive, I have no chance!”
Peng Shiyuan smiled slyly,
“Brother Lu, don’t worry. Chief Tang probably has only 3–5 days left to live. When that time comes, Shen Subing will surely be buried alongside him! With your father’s connections—and his status as Head of the Alchemy Line in the Sacred Sect—the position of Head of the Inner Alchemy Line will definitely be yours!”
“That may be true, but all the inner elders are eyeing that position.” Lu Wu said. Though his words were modest, his face showed a confident smile without the slightest concern.
“Brother Lu, you’re too modest. Come, let’s drink!” Peng Shiyuan said, raising his cup again.
“By the way, Brother Lu… who exactly killed A’bei and my nephew? It’s been 1 year, and we still haven’t found a single clue.”
“Exactly.” Lu Wu nodded.
“It’s clear the killer used the same method as when you killed Tan Yun—concealing aura and traces so well that even the ‘Soul-Sniffing Beast’ couldn’t track anything…”
After half an hour, Wang Su returned to Huangfu Sacred Firm and handed the “Mysterious Turtle Breath-Concealing Silk” to Tan Yun.
Previously, when Tan Yun purchased the “Mysterious Turtle Breath-Concealing Curtain” to guard against Soul Refinement Realm detection, it cost 10,000,000,000 low-grade spirit stones.
As for the “Mysterious Turtle Breath-Concealing Silk,” which could block Divine Sense Realm detection, its price was as high as 10,000,000,000 low-grade spirit stones—or 100,000,000 medium-grade spirit stones.
Naturally, Tan Yun didn’t have that kind of wealth. For now, he could only let Tantai Zhongde and Wang Su remain hidden temporarily and switch to using the silk instead.
After successfully rescuing Su Bing, he would use the value of the pill formula to offset the debt of 100,000,000 medium-grade spirit stones.
Afterward, Tan Yun stepped out of the room. Under Tantai Zhongde’s guidance, he entered a chamber on the 7th floor equipped with a teleportation array and traveled to the Huangfu headquarters of the Immortal Sect.
The Huangfu headquarters stood 1,000 chi tall, with a total of 18 floors, grand and magnificent.
But Tan Yun had no mood to admire it. His thoughts were entirely focused on Su Bing’s safety.
Soon, the two used the teleportation array on the 18th floor of Huangfu Pavilion to travel to the residence of the Head of the Alchemy Line of the Immortal Sect—
Mount Tangjun.
Mount Tangjun was lush and verdant, with countless flowers blooming in competition—beautiful like a celestial paradise. It stood at a height of 180,000 feet. Midway up the mountain, it was wrapped in a vast sea of clouds and mist, while its peak pierced through 3 layers of clouds, standing proudly above the cloud ocean with majestic grace.
The moment Tan Yun and Tantai Zhongde stepped out of the teleportation array at the summit, they immediately sensed that the spiritual energy here was at least 2 times denser than that of Mount Bingqing.
Without even circulating their breathing techniques, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth naturally flowed into their nostrils.
Tan Yun’s gaze swept toward a grand palace about 100 zhang away. In front of it stood 36 people, each wearing a solemn expression.
Among them were elderly men aged around 80–90 years, elegant middle-aged women, white-haired old women, middle-aged men, and even young men.
From their attire alone, Tan Yun could immediately tell—they were all elders at the Divine Sense Realm!
Tantai Zhongde cupped his fists in greeting with a faint smile as he stepped forward,
“Greetings, esteemed elders.”
Tan Yun followed silently behind him without saying a word.
“Oh? Isn’t this Elder De? What brings you here?”
“Elder De, it’s been a long time—at least 10 years, hasn’t it?”
“How have things been at Huangfu Sacred Firm in the inner sect lately? Haha, I still remember 50 years ago, when I was an inner elder—we drank and talked all night!”
“...”
The elders greeted him one after another, their expressions extremely friendly.
Although Tantai Zhongde was only at the 9th level of the Soul Refinement Realm, the reason they treated him with such respect was because he served under the current Sect Master.
At the same time, everyone’s gaze shifted toward Tan Yun, who stood behind wearing the “Mysterious Turtle Breath-Concealing Silk,” their eyes filled with curiosity about his identity.
Tantai Zhongde cupped his fists again and said,
“Everyone, I have come today to request an audience with Chief Tang. May I ask which elder is currently overseeing the affairs of the Alchemy Line?”
At that moment, an old man whose appearance resembled Lu Wu stepped forward, his face kind and benevolent.
“Elder De, the Chief is gravely ill. The 2nd Elder has been executed, and the 3rd Elder is currently detaining the prisoner Shen Subing. As for the Alchemy Line… I am temporarily in charge.”
Upon hearing this, Tan Yun’s fists clenched instantly.
In his heart, he roared—
“If that old bastard Zhou Wuyun dares touch Su Bing even by a single hair… I will kill him for sure!”
“And this man… he is clearly Lu Wu’s father. Their faces are identical—truly despicable!”
Tantai Zhongde cupped his fists,
“So it is the 4th Elder. My apologies for failing to recognize you.”
After speaking, he turned toward Tan Yun and bowed slightly,
“Elder, if you have anything to say, please speak directly with the 4th Elder.”
“Elder?” The surrounding elders were all shocked.
Seeing Tantai Zhongde’s respectful attitude toward Tan Yun, everyone couldn’t help but feel a sense of unease.
Anyone who could be addressed as “Elder” by Tantai Zhongde—was certainly no ordinary person!
“Mhm. Xiao Dezi, I understand,” Tan Yun said in an aged voice.
“Xiao Dezi?!”
Upon hearing this form of address, everyone grew even more suspicious—just who exactly was this person hidden beneath the Breath-Concealing Silk?
While everyone was still in shock—
Tan Yun’s voice suddenly turned ice-cold:
“Shen Subing is my disciple… now, hand her over to me immediately!”
--Translated by likesnovel--