The Supreme Being Against Heaven
Chapter Summary
She knew very well— Tan Yun’s “return from the dead,” along with his strength at the 9th level of the Nascent Soul Realm, meant that in this year’s competition among the 9 inner sect branches— The Alchemy Line would finally be able to send a full roster of disciples! “Over 1 year ago, when I and the other 8 chief disciples of the Immortal Sect were exploring the Fallen Deity Valley.” “He was the one who dared to leave the trial zone and was attacked by a Level 4 demonic beast—the Lightning Ice D...
“I accept the order… Grandma Wen,” Shen Subing cupped her hands respectfully, then turned and left the room.
Though she descended the stairs slowly, step by step, maintaining her usual composure—
Her heart was racing uncontrollably!
She knew very well—
Tan Yun’s “return from the dead,” along with his strength at the 9th level of the Nascent Soul Realm, meant that in this year’s competition among the 9 inner sect branches—
The Alchemy Line would finally be able to send a full roster of disciples!
And Tan Yun… would have a real chance to soar to the top of the “Hidden Dragon Ranking”!
More importantly—
This was a perfect opportunity to win over Tang Xinying!
And to help Shen Qingfeng… rightfully ascend to the position of the 3rd Elder!
“Master… are these the ‘2 great gifts’ you mentioned…?”
“Master… who exactly are you…?”
“In my eyes, you are a mystery… an unsolvable mystery, yet boundlessly powerful…”
Shen Subing’s heart surged with waves of emotion.
Before long—
She stepped into the main hall.
“Disciple Tan Yun greets the Chief Disciple,” Tan Yun bowed deeply.
Shen Subing took a deep breath, then sat down gracefully, staring at Tan Yun as if trying to see through him.
“Speak—how does someone who has been dead for 1 year and 3 months stand before me now?”
As the highest authority of the Alchemy Line—
No matter how joyful or shaken she felt inside,
In front of her disciples… she always maintained a cold demeanor.
“So happy she’s about to lose it, yet still pretending to be calm…” Tan Yun thought to himself, while outwardly remaining respectful.
“Reporting to Chief Disciple: over 1 year ago, after I fled back to Changling Immortal Mountain, I was gravely injured, entering a half-dead state and losing consciousness.”
“After waking up, I healed myself, broke out of the coffin, and came here immediately.”
“Perhaps Heaven showed mercy— not only did I survive, but during my slumber of over 1 year, I even broke through to the 9th level.”
Tan Yun’s explanation was seamless, without flaws.
“Gravely injured to the brink of death?” Shen Subing frowned, her eyes filled with suspicion. “That night, your soul lamp was extinguished—how do you explain that?”
“Extinguished?” Tan Yun feigned confusion. “Reporting to Chief Disciple, I am unaware of this. I only regained consciousness today, so I know nothing about it.”
At that moment—
Hurried breathing sounded from outside.
“Chief Disciple! Urgent matter to report!”
“Steward Niu, enter,” Shen Subing said calmly.
“Yes!” Niu Dashan rushed in, his face full of shock, not even glancing at Tan Yun.
“Chief Disciple! Please go check Tan Yun’s grave!”
“Yesterday, his soul lamp was still extinguished, but today when I checked the Soul Lamp Hall… it was burning again!”
Shen Subing nodded slightly.
“There’s no need to check—Tan Yun has truly returned to life.”
“W-what!?” Niu Dashan was stunned.
“Disciple greets Steward Niu,” Tan Yun bowed.
“You brat! You’re really not dead!” Niu Dashan exclaimed.
“If there’s nothing else, you may leave,” Shen Subing said.
“Yes!” Niu Dashan bowed and withdrew, though he couldn’t help glancing back at Tan Yun.
Shen Qingfeng looked at Shen Subing, who was deep in thought, and said:
“Miss, although Tan Yun’s resurrection is unbelievable, you know his body recovers far faster than ordinary people—perhaps even 10 times faster.”
“It must be that I was careless that day and mistakenly thought he had died, so I buried him…”
“Fortunately, he’s fine. Otherwise, I would have been a sinner!”
“Now that Tan Yun is alive, it is a great blessing for the Alchemy Line!”
Shen Subing nodded—
A cold killing intent flashed in her beautiful eyes.
“Tan Yun—do you know who attacked you that night?”
“Reporting to Chief Disciple—it was the 3rd Elder, Pang Shiyuan!” Tan Yun said angrily. “I request justice, and a direct confrontation!”
“I’m furious as well! So it really was that old bastard!” Shen Qingfeng said heavily. “No wonder he hid in the Immortal Sect afterward!”
Shen Subing raised her hand to stop him, then stared at Tan Yun.
“Are you certain it was Pang Shiyuan?”
“I am certain!” Tan Yun replied firmly. “If I am lying, may I die on the spot!”
Shen Subing—naturally believed his words.
She spoke calmly:
“This matter… I cannot judge on your behalf.”
“Because Pang Shiyuan… is already dead.”
“Dead!?” Tan Yun feigned shock immediately.
“Yes, little fellow—he’s been dead for 4 days now,” Shen Qingfeng said.
“Then he deserved to die,” Tan Yun replied with a satisfied smile.
“That’s enough. This matter ends here,” Shen Subing said, her expression turning serious again. “Tan Yun—are you willing to become my disciple?”
Tan Yun knelt and spoke respectfully:
“Thank you for your kindness, Chief Disciple, but I already have a master from my homeland, so I cannot…”
“Then pretend I never said it,” Shen Subing cut him off. “You may rise.”
It was clear she was slightly displeased—
She had expected Tan Yun to gratefully accept, but instead, he refused.
After standing up—
Tan Yun said politely:
“Chief Disciple, today is the day the Mustard Seed Time Pagoda opens—once every 3 months. If there is nothing else, I would like to head to the training grounds.”
“Wait a moment,” Shen Subing said. “The Alchemy Chief of the Immortal Sect wishes to see you. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity—you must seize it.”
“Yes, Chief Disciple,” Tan Yun replied.
Soon—
A graceful figure in black appeared in the hall, like a goddess of shadow untouched by the mortal world—
Tang Xinying!
Shen Subing quickly gave Tan Yun a meaningful glance.
Tan Yun was momentarily stunned—
He was the one who had saved her, yet now he had to kneel before her!
“Disciple Tan Yun greets the Sect Master,” Tan Yun was about to kneel.
Tang Xinying raised a brow slightly.
“No need. Stand upright.”
“Yes, Sect Master,” Tan Yun stood straight.
“It really is you!” Tang Xinying exclaimed in surprise.
“Uh… Sect Master knows me?” Tan Yun feigned ignorance.
“You’ve met him before?” Shen Subing asked, puzzled, as were Shen Qingfeng and Shen Wende.
“I have,” Tang Xinying said with a faint smile. “Over 1 year ago, when I and the other 8 chief disciples of the Immortal Sect were exploring the Fallen Deity Valley.”
“He was the one who dared to leave the trial zone and was attacked by a Level 4 demonic beast—the Lightning Ice Demon Hawk.”
“I was the one who saved him.”
“So it was you who saved me, Sect Master!” Tan Yun pretended to be shocked. “Thank you for your grace!”
Of course—
In truth, Tang Xinying didn’t owe him anything.
Because Tan Yun had already slain the “Mysterious Purple Demon Ape” and dealt with the Lightning Ice Demon Hawk himself.
Even if she hadn’t intervened, she wouldn’t have died.
“Saving you was nothing,” Tang Xinying said, her eyes gleaming with anticipation.
“Tan Yun, in the past 50,000 years, no disciple from any of the 9 inner sect branches has reached the 108th floor of the pagoda.”
“I want to see with my own eyes—your ascent once more!”
“Of course… I will reward you generously!”
Hearing the word “reward”—
Tan Yun, who had already planned to ascend the tower, became even more willing.
He cupped his hands and said:
“I am honored. To ascend the tower under the Sect Master’s watch is a great privilege.”
“Good! No more delay—head to the training grounds now!”
A clear look of anticipation appeared on Tang Xinying’s pale, beautiful face.
--Translated by likesnovel--