The Supreme Being Against Heaven

“Hahaha! Good, Tan Yun!” Tantai Xuanzhong laughed heartily, his face full of joy.
Tang Xinying, Shen Subing, as well as the disciples of the herb and alchemy line of Huangfu Shengzong, were all so excited they could barely control themselves.
At this moment, Tan Yun had not only answered 20 consecutive questions correctly, earning 200 points for Huangfu Shengzong—
But more importantly, the Divine Soul Immortal Palace would have to deduct another 440 points and transfer them to Huangfu Shengzong according to the earlier bet.
“Wh…what is going on…!” Zhuge Yu’s face instantly turned pale as she slumped back into her seat in fury.
“Tan Yun, you still haven’t answered my question completely.” Wen Ning Zhizun said, still frowning as he looked at Tan Yun. He was holding the 18 drops of deep-red essence liquid in his hand.
Tan Yun frowned slightly and replied indifferently.
“Elder, I am merely an ordinary inner sect disciple of Huangfu Shengzong. How would I know such things?”
He paused briefly, then smiled coldly.
“Besides… even if I did know, why should I tell you?”
“You—!” Wen Ning Zhizun was so angry his beard trembled, his face twitching visibly. In the end, he only waved his sleeve and vanished back to his seat on the high platform in an instant.
At the same time, the competition entered the second round of the first stage.
Hua Yan Wuji stood up, walked to the center of the arena, and swept his gaze over Tan Yun, Du Ling, and Yin Suiling before speaking loudly.
“If you are ready, the second test will begin immediately.”
“Ready!” all three replied in unison.
Hua Yan Wuji stared at Tan Yun, a cold glint flashing deep in his eyes.
This child’s knowledge of medicinal herbs far surpasses Du Ling and Yin Suiling… it seems I’ll have to bring out harder materials…
With that thought, he flicked his right hand, and a jade-green spirit herb appeared in midair.
Tan Yun sneered inwardly.
Trying to confuse me with similar-looking herbs?
Then he calmly said:
“A 1,600-year-old spirit herb—Immortal Recovery Grass!”
The moment he spoke, Du Ling and Yin Suiling’s expressions changed instantly, cold sweat breaking out on their foreheads.
In the following moments, Hua Yan Wuji brought out 19 more types of spirit herbs, all of which were over a thousand years old. Among them, 3 herbs were over 2,000 years old.
But no matter how difficult the herbs were, Tan Yun still answered each one with perfect accuracy.
Not a single mistake.
Tantai Xuanzhong, Tang Xinying, and Shen Subing were all so excited they almost stood up.
Meanwhile, Gongsun Ruoxi’s beautiful eyes openly revealed admiration as she looked at Tan Yun.
Even Gongsun Ruoxi occasionally glanced at him in silence, her gaze filled with appreciation.
At that time, Tantai Xuanzhong stepped forward and spoke with deep expectation.
“Tan Yun, there are only 10 final questions left. You must maintain this standard.”
“Yes, Sect Master.” Tan Yun cupped his hands respectfully.
After that, Tantai Xuanzhong took out 10 types of spirit herbs ranging from rank 6 to rank 9 for the final continuous test.
And the result remained the same—
As soon as each herb appeared, Tan Yun immediately stated its name without a single mistake.

Tan Yun’s speed was beyond description—so fast it seemed he did not need to think at all. The moment he saw a spirit herb, he could immediately state its name and rank without hesitation.

“Heh… heh… heh…” Tantai Xuanzhong laughed heartily, as if a spring breeze had washed over his entire body.

“Now, I shall announce the results of the second round of the first pill competition.”

“Du Ling answered all 5 questions correctly, earning 50 points. The Eternal Immortal Sect now has 930 points from the first round of the pill competition, totaling 980 points.”

“Yin Suiling answered all 5 questions correctly, earning 50 points. The Divine Soul Sacred Palace, combined with its first-round score, has 960 points, totaling 1,010 points. As for the betting loss Zhuge Yu suffered earlier, 440 points are deducted and awarded to Huangfu Shengzong.”

“Tan Yun answered all 50 questions correctly, earning 500 points. Huangfu Shengzong, combined with its initial 250 points and the 440-point gain from the bet, now totals 1,190 points, temporarily taking the lead!”

“The Eternal Immortal Sect has 980 points, ranking second.”

“The Divine Soul Sacred Palace has 570 points, ranking last!”

Tantai Xuanzhong smiled faintly before sitting back down.

“Sect Leader Tantai, isn’t this amusing? The Four Great Arts Competition has only just begun. Soon enough, all of you will be crying,” Zhuge Yu mocked coldly.

“Ahem.” Ru Yan Wuji stood up and said loudly, “Next, we enter the final round of the first pill competition. Each sect will send one disciple to participate in a blind identification test.”

“Each correct answer is worth 10 points. A wrong answer will result in a deduction of 50 points.”

“The Eternal Immortal Sect will send Du Ling.”

Zhuge Yu said coldly, “The Divine Soul Sacred Palace will send Yin Suiling.”

Tantai Xuanzhong looked toward Shen Subing, who immediately replied,

“Huangfu Shengzong will send Du Hong.”

Upon hearing this, Tan Yun returned to the group of outer disciples without revealing any emotion. Luo Fan and the others, however, gave him an excited thumbs-up.

“Senior Brother Tan, you’re amazing! We truly admire you!” Song Hong patted Tan Yun’s shoulder before stepping onto the central platform, standing alongside Du Ling and Yin Suiling.

“Please proceed, Palace Master Zhuge,” Ru Yan Wuji said, cupping his hands.

The third round of the pill competition began.

Zhuge Yu took out 30 high-level spirit pills—so profound that even Saint-tier alchemists might struggle to refine them—and required the three participants to identify them through scent alone.

Anyone who opened their eyes or used spiritual sense to cheat would be executed on the spot.

Each question had a strict limit of 3 breaths. Failure to answer counted as a forfeited attempt.

Du Ling and Yin Suiling both closed their eyes, confident in their knowledge and determined to reclaim their honor.

Song Hong, however, was only at the early Immortal Alchemist level. The pressure alone made it difficult for him to breathe.

“Begin the test!” Zhuge Yu declared, flicking her right arm.

Three red streaks of light shot out and hovered beneath the noses of the three participants.

“Blood Essence Pill!” Yin Suiling answered immediately.

“Correct! The Divine Soul Sacred Palace earns 10 points,” Zhuge Yu said with a faint smile before retrieving the pill and presenting the next one.

“Origin Energy Recovery Pill!” Yin Suiling answered again without hesitation.

“Correct! Another 10 points.”

Song Hong trembled violently. The overwhelming pressure from hundreds of gazes nearly shattered his resolve.

While he was still struggling to analyze the scent, the others had already answered multiple questions.

Cold sweat drenched his face.

Tantai Xuanzhong let out a soft sigh.

“Song Hong, don’t pressure yourself too much. For nearly 10,000 years, we’ve been losing continuously. Just do your best.”

“I am… useless…” Song Hong’s voice trembled as tears fell from his closed eyes.

At that moment, Tan Yun stepped forward abruptly.

“Palace Master Zhuge, please wait.”

Zhuge Yu turned sharply, her expression cold and displeased.

“What now?”

Tan Yun ignored her and turned toward Tantai Xuanzhong and Shen Subing, bowing respectfully before speaking in a firm voice:

“This disciple requests to replace Senior Brother Song in the competition. Please allow me, Sect Leader and Chief Disciple, to take his place!”

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