The Supreme Being Against Heaven
Chapter Summary
After he left— Tan Yun pondered inwardly: “Now that I have the Profound Dark Purple Flame, if I let the Primordial Flame devour it, it should at least advance from the initial stage of Level 3 to the perfected stage of Level 3…” “With that, I should be able to refine the ‘Extraterrestrial Violet Meteorite Iron’ into a sword embryo within 4–5 years…” “In just 11 months, the grand competition of the 9 major inner sect lineages will begin…” “With my current strength, obtaining a quota to enter the ...
As her words fell—
Tears streamed endlessly down Shen Subing’s beautiful cheeks.
Just as Tan Yun was about to comfort her—
Suddenly, the teleportation formation atop the mountain flashed!
A figure emerged from the void—
Tantai Zhongde!
His face was full of smiles as he looked toward Tan Yun in the main hall from afar and spoke in a cheerful tone:
“Elder, I’ve brought you something good!”
Shen Subing quickly wiped away her tears and looked at Tantai Zhongde as he stepped into the hall, forcing a slight smile.
“Greetings, Elder De.”
Seeing her reddened eyes, Tantai Zhongde’s expression turned serious.
“Girl Shen, what happened?”
“It’s nothing. You should speak with Master first,” Shen Subing replied before giving Tan Yun a slight bow. “Master, I’ll take my leave first.”
“Mm, go ahead. I’ll talk to you later,” Tan Yun said.
After Shen Subing left—
Tantai Zhongde’s spatial ring flashed!
In an instant—
A purple-black flame about 1 chi tall ignited in his right palm, wrapped in a thin layer of energy.
Tan Yun’s eyes lit up as he blurted out:
“A fire-attribute flame at the lowest level of the quasi-noble rank—the Profound Dark Purple Flame!”
His gaze locked onto the flame, his eyes gleaming with greedy intensity like a starving wolf!
“As expected of you, Elder—you recognized it at a glance,” Tantai Zhongde said with a cupped-fist salute as he handed over the flame.
“Your pill formula… has been verified as genuine.”
“This flame was originally going to be auctioned at Huangfu’s shop soon. Fortunately, I arrived in time 4 days ago—otherwise, it would have fallen into someone else’s hands.”
Tan Yun stored the Profound Dark Purple Flame into his spatial ring and cupped his fists sincerely.
“This flame has arrived at the perfect time. I’m deeply grateful—many thanks, Elder De.”
“You’re too polite, Elder,” Tantai Zhongde returned the gesture. “I see that Girl Shen is troubled. You should go keep her company. I’ll take my leave to search for more flames.”
“In that case, I’ll see you off—”
“No need, no need. Please rest, Elder,” Tantai Zhongde said before turning and leaving.
After he left—
Tan Yun pondered inwardly:
“Now that I have the Profound Dark Purple Flame, if I let the Primordial Flame devour it, it should at least advance from the initial stage of Level 3 to the perfected stage of Level 3…”
“With that, I should be able to refine the ‘Extraterrestrial Violet Meteorite Iron’ into a sword embryo within 4–5 years…”
“In just 11 months, the grand competition of the 9 major inner sect lineages will begin…”
“With my current strength, obtaining a quota to enter the Eternal Realm won’t be difficult…”
“But the Eternal Realm is extremely dangerous. I must forge my flying sword as soon as possible…”
Suddenly—
Tan Yun’s eyes shone brightly!
“It’s been over 1 year since I entered the 108th level of the Supreme Mustard Seed Space-Time Pagoda…”
“If I go in for another 3 months, where 1 day inside equals 18 days outside, I should be able to complete the sword embryo!”
“Once the sword embryo is complete… before entering the Eternal Realm, I must integrate materials of all 11 attributes into it!”
“And… Subing is in a bad mood right now. I might as well take this chance to give her a big gift!”
A faint smile appeared on Tan Yun’s face as he headed straight toward Shen Subing’s private residence.
“Subing, come out. Your master has 2 big gifts for you,” he said with a slightly aged, chuckling voice.
Creak—
The door opened.
Shen Subing stepped out from Tang Xinying’s room, smiling faintly.
“Master, what gift is it? Please come inside and tell me,” she said.
After speaking, she pulled Tan Yun into her private room.
“Master… you’re so capable—have you already figured out who the killer is?” Her beautiful eyes were filled with hope.
Tan Yun coughed awkwardly.
“Ahem… how would your master know? I’m not a god.”
“Oh…” Shen Subing nodded, looking slightly deflated. “Then… what is the gift…?”
Seeing Shen Subing’s dispirited expression, Tan Yun immediately understood—
She had become like this… because she relied on him too much.
At the same time—
Shen Subing’s state of mind had unknowingly changed whenever she stood before her master.
She knew he treated her well—
In front of him… she no longer needed to force a smile, and could freely show her joy and sorrow.
“Disciple, I remember you told me before that Qingfeng has been a steward for many years, yet never found the opportunity to be promoted to Elder,” Tan Yun said. “Now that the 3rd Elder is dead, let Qingfeng take his place. That settles it.”
“Master… that won’t work,” Shen Subing shook her head and sighed softly. “I wish I could do that, but Qingfeng has never produced an outstanding disciple for the Inner Alchemy Lineage, nor does he have any major achievements.”
“Under the strict promotion system of the Inner Alchemy Lineage, even if I speak for him before Chief Tang, it would be useless…”
“Moreover, if Qingfeng becomes an Elder without proper merit, even if he takes the position, the other Elders won’t accept him. The disciples would gossip and slander both him and me behind our backs…”
“So… it’s impossible…” Shen Subing’s voice carried sorrow. “Sigh… if Tan Yun were still alive, it would have been Qingfeng’s only chance to become an Elder… but unfortunately, he’s gone.”
“Subing, let me ask you—if Tan Yun hadn’t died, and Qingfeng became an Elder, would you still be as troubled as you are now?” Tan Yun asked softly.
“Of course not…” Shen Subing answered honestly. “But unfortunately… this world has no ‘what if.’”
“Subing, Elder De just gave me a flame seed. I need to go into seclusion for a while to recover my injuries,” Tan Yun said. “While I’m away, if Elder De sends anything to Bingqing Palace, keep it for me.”
“I understand…” Shen Subing replied sadly. “Master, are you leaving so soon? I still have many worries I want to tell you…”
“In that case, speak. I’ll help you resolve them before I leave,” Tan Yun said with a faint smile.
“Master… you can still smile at a time like this…” Shen Subing rolled her eyes slightly before pursing her lips. “So many people in the Inner Alchemy Lineage have died, yet the killer hasn’t been found. That’s what troubles me…”
“In 5 months, I must lead the alchemy disciples to the ‘Eternal Immortal Sect’ to participate in the alchemy competition of the 3 ancient sects.”
“The results… will determine how many inner disciples from our Huangfu Sacred Sect can enter the Eternal Realm…”
“I feel immense pressure… it’s suffocating…” She frowned deeply. “Because in the Inner Alchemy Lineage, only Luo Fan and Song Hong are elementary Grand Alchemists…”
Hearing this—
Tan Yun fell silent for a moment before his expression turned serious.
“Subing, there are some things I must tell you.”
“Master, please speak,” Shen Subing straightened herself respectfully.
“As my disciple, you are destined to achieve great things. Your vision must not be limited to the Huangfu Sacred Sect, nor should you be consumed by emotions simply because the killer hasn’t been found!” Tan Yun’s voice was firm.
“All this time I’ve been with you, I’ve noticed you hesitate too much. This trait… you must change it!”
“To be clear— in the future, you will follow me in seeking the supreme Dao. The position of head of the Inner Alchemy Lineage… is only temporary!”
“The same goes for your status within the Huangfu Sacred Sect!”
“As long as you act with sincerity and give your all—especially in tracking down the killer—I believe that sooner or later, you will uncover the truth!”
Hearing this—
Shen Subing lowered her head, then knelt before Tan Yun.
“Master’s teachings, this disciple will engrave in her heart forever!”
“Mm.” Tan Yun bent down and helped her up. “I’ll be leaving now. At most, within 4 months, I’ll return to see you again.”
“Master, please take care… this disciple will miss you,” Shen Subing said softly, her eyes filled with complex emotions.
“I’ll miss you too… my beloved disciple,” Tan Yun replied.
After that—
He turned and walked out of the room.
Shen Subing escorted him all the way to the mountain peak outside the palace.
As Tan Yun rode the Golden Dragon Lion into the sky, disappearing among the stars—
An ancient, faint voice echoed above the mountain peak for a long time:
“Subing… these past nights, I’ve observed the heavens and the stars. Your destiny is approaching…”
“Whether now, or in the upcoming alchemy competition—you can rest assured…”
“In the competition among the 3 ancient sects—your disciple will claim the championship!”
“And will defeat the alchemy geniuses from the ‘Eternal Immortal Sect’ and the ‘Divine Spirit Immortal Palace’!”
--Translated by likesnovel--