The Supreme Being Against Heaven

Amidst everyone's attention, thirty-eight male disciples at the seventh and eighth levels of the Soul Refining Realm flew in one after another on their swords through the night sky.

Thirty-eight people hovered on flying swords above the space-time arena, shouting that Mu Mengyi was Tan Yun's woman. After saying that they should not have touched Mu Mengyi, they successively drew their swords and committed suicide!

"Thump thump..."

Thirty-eight corpses crashed heavily into the Time-Space Dojo, a truly jarring sight!

All the male disciples present felt a chill run down their spines, as if they were being swallowed by an invisible curse, or as if they were being watched by a pair of deathly eyes lurking in the starry sky!

These thirty-eight people were all people who had repeatedly tried to rape Mu Mengyi. Tan Yun found them one by one and used the Hongmeng Divine Eye to control them to commit suicide!

Tan Yun's thinking was simple: even if someone suspected him of manipulating everyone in the future, so what? Now that the people had been silenced, Tan Yun didn't care whether others thought it was his doing!

All he cared about was deterring all the Danmai disciples who wanted to hit his woman, nothing more!

At this moment, thousands of disciples gathered around. When they discovered that some of the dead disciples were also disciples of the same elder, they all flew away from the Time-Space Dojo on their swords to inform their respective elders of the news...

At the same time.

Deep within the Valley of Merit, there stands a palace suspended in the void: the Palace of Merit.

This is where Shen Subing lived and cultivated.

At this moment, Tan Yun, Mu Mengyi, and Bi Gong stood respectfully before Shen Subing in the main hall. As for Luo Fan, Tan Yun had already told him to go back and recuperate.

Before Luo Fan left, Tan Yun insisted on giving him a million high-grade spirit stones, asking him to pay more spirit stones to find a disciple to replace him in guarding the mountain gate.

Tan Yun also asked Luo Fan to tell Song Hong to rest and recover, and that he would visit him after he finished his work.

At this moment, Shen Subing saw that Tan Yun was not dead, and her stunningly beautiful face revealed a smile that could topple empires.

She was overjoyed; this was the first genuine smile she had shown since entering the Immortal Sect's alchemy lineage!

Seeing Tan Yun return, she seemed to see that in the near future, she would be able to hold her head high in the Immortal Sect's Pill Meridian!

No need to be as pathetic as I am now!

For the past three years, she has had enough of the elders' fervor and sarcasm!

"Tan Yun, it's good that you're back!" Shen Subing said angrily, "Do you know? Apart from Chief Tang and the Fifth Elder, the three sentences that the other elders said to me the most were, 'Shen Subing, your disciples are the weakest!'"

"Your disciples have the lowest skill level in alchemy!"

"Your disciples have the worst aptitude!"

"Tan Yun, you must remember this: apart from Chief Tang and the Fifth Elder, the other thirty-seven elders are all enemies!"

Shen Subing grew increasingly angry as she spoke, to the point that her beautiful eyes became bloodshot!

Seeing his disciple's haggard and resentful appearance, Tan Yun felt a pang of heartache and immediately bowed, saying, "Elder Merit, rest assured, your disciple will make the elder who mocked you lose face!"

"That's exactly what I wanted to hear!" Shen Subing replied. After all, she was a woman, and a woman who cared about her reputation. For three whole years, she had truly been humiliated, unable to hold her head high in the Immortal Sect's alchemy lineage!

At this moment, Shen Subing suddenly remembered something, looked at Tan Yun expectantly, and asked, "I remember you said during the Eternal Immortal Sect's Four Arts Competition that you were a Saint-level Grand Alchemist, right?"

"Mm," Tan Yun nodded.

"Great, that's wonderful!" Shen Subing smiled. "In a month, it will be the grand alchemy competition held once every ten years by the elders and their disciples of our Immortal Sect's alchemy lineage."

"At that time, I will ask you to represent my Merit Valley Domain and challenge the alchemy genius disciples under the other thirty-eight elders."

Tan Yun was displeased. "Another comparison? I don't have time to waste with a bunch of grand alchemists!"

Thinking to himself, Tan Yun bowed to Shen Subing and asked, "Elder of Merit, will you also be competing with the other elders in alchemy?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Subing's smile gradually faded, and she sighed, "Yes! However, I am only a low-level Venerable Alchemist, while the other thirty-eight elders are all at least mid-level Venerable Alchemists."

"To put it bluntly, my participation would only be a disgrace to myself, but I have no choice but to participate. Therefore, only if you can defeat the other disciples in the Disciple Alchemy Competition can I save some face."

Shen Subing looked at him hopefully and said, "You have always been my most outstanding disciple. You will definitely not let me down, right?"

Tan Yun nodded emphatically, "This disciple will never let you down!"

"Alright, I'm relieved to hear that." Shen Subing smiled slightly, then remade a disciple identity token for Tan Yun from the Immortal Sect's Pill Lineage, and gave it to him, saying:

"Immortal Valley No. 8 in the Merit Immortal Valley Domain is empty. This valley is closer to Immortal Valley No. 1 in the Dreamy Realm. From now on, you will cultivate in Immortal Valley No. 8. With your identity token, you can lift the restriction on Immortal Valley No. 8."

"Also, the Immortal Sect is full of hidden talents, unlike the inner sect. You need to be more discreet in your actions, so as not to give the other elders any leverage over you, especially the Fourth Elder Lu Yi and the Discipline Hall Steward Han Yong. Do you understand?"

Tan Yun nodded and said, "This disciple will remember."

"Okay, remember to go to the Time-Space Dojo to participate in the Alchemy Grand Ceremony in a month." After giving this instruction, Shen Subing waved to Tan Yun and Mu Mengyi, signaling them to leave.

After the two left, Shen Subing stepped out of the Immortal Palace with a melancholy expression. Gazing at the vast starry sky, she parted her lips slightly, her tone sorrowful, "It's been three years since I last parted from Master. Why hasn't he come to visit me yet..."

...

Tan Yun and Mu Mengyi strolled hand in hand under the starry sky. Mu Mengyi looked at Tan Yun with admiration, "I heard from Shi Yao that you made a name for yourself in the Eternal Immortal Sect's Alchemy Competition. I've always wanted to witness your alchemy skills in person. Well, now it's all good. I can finally see you in a month."

"Is that so?" Tan Yun smiled brightly. "However, I will not compete with the alchemy skills of the genius disciples under the thirty-eight elders."

"Huh?" Mu Mengyi blinked, puzzled. "Didn't you just promise the meritorious elder that you would bring her glory? Why are you saying you're not participating now?"

Tan Yun's smile vanished, a cold glint appearing at the corner of his mouth. "Dream on, even if I win against those disciples, I won't make the elders who humiliated the meritorious elders feel any remorse!"

"My goal is simple: a month from now, I will represent the meritorious elders in a contest of alchemy with the other elders, and then trample all the elders underfoot, making them lose face. Only in this way can the meritorious elders vent their anger!"

Mu Mengyi smiled and said, "I like your domineering appearance, but all the elders are Venerable Alchemists, and you are only a Saint-level Grand Alchemist, aren't you?"

Tan Yun looked at Mu Mengyi with deep affection, and suddenly kissed her forehead. "Silly girl, have you forgotten who I used to be?"

"They are merely Venerable Alchemists. Even if they are the chief alchemists of the Holy Sect's Alchemy lineage, they are not worthy to carry my shoes!"