The Supreme Being Against Heaven
Chapter Summary
“The grand alchemy competition held once every 10 years by the Immortal Sect’s Pill Cultivation lineage…” “This Chief has always looked forward to it greatly.” “I wish to personally see whether the alchemy skills of all the elders have improved over the years.” “And I also wish to witness the achievements of this generation’s disciples in the Dao of Alchemy.” His expression gradually turned solemn. Meanwhile, Gongsun Yangchun calmly continued, “The final rankings will be determined by calculatin...
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At that moment, Tantai Xian’er stood quietly among the crowd, her gaze fixed on Tan Yun as he chatted and laughed together with Mu Mengji and Xue Ziyan.
No one knew what thoughts were passing through her mind.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a graceful figure descended from the sky. Her snow-white dress fluttered elegantly as she landed atop the high platform of the Time-Space Dojo.
It was Tang Xinying.
“We greet the Chief!”
Instantly, all 39 elders of the Pill Cultivation lineage—including Shen Subing, Lu Yi, and Chen Shuiyue—bowed respectfully toward Tang Xinying.
Han Yong and the more than 400 deacons followed suit without hesitation.
At the same time, over 200,000 disciples of the Danmai lineage simultaneously knelt to the ground in worship, their movements perfectly synchronized despite no prior arrangement.
Tang Xinying gave a slight nod.
However, instead of allowing the disciples to rise, she spoke solemnly,
“Everyone, follow this Chief and welcome the Supreme Chief of the Holy Sect’s Pill Cultivation lineage!”
Before her voice had even faded—
Whoosh!
A white-haired old man descended from the heavens and landed behind Tang Xinying.
Although he appeared to be over 90 years old, the aura surrounding him was incomparably profound and majestic.
He was none other than Gongsun Yangchun—the supreme authority overseeing the alchemy lineages of the Inner Sect, Immortal Sect, and Holy Sect!
The moment Tang Xinying saw him, she immediately turned around and knelt respectfully.
“Your subordinate greets the Chief!”
Immediately afterward, all the elders and deacons knelt down in worship as well.
Meanwhile, the disciples continued kneeling with their foreheads pressed against the ground, shouting in unison with voices that shook the heavens:
“Disciples greet the Chief Elder!”
A kind smile spread across Gongsun Yangchun’s aged face as he slowly looked over the 39 elders of the Pill Cultivation lineage.
Then, his old yet powerful voice echoed throughout the entire dojo.
“The grand alchemy competition held once every 10 years by the Immortal Sect’s Pill Cultivation lineage…”
“This Chief has always looked forward to it greatly.”
“I wish to personally see whether the alchemy skills of all the elders have improved over the years.”
“And I also wish to witness the achievements of this generation’s disciples in the Dao of Alchemy.”
His expression gradually turned solemn.
“This Chief orders all participants to give their all during today’s competition.”
“Do you understand?”
The elders and disciples participating in the competition immediately responded in unison:
“We understand!”
“Good! Very good!”
Gongsun Yangchun nodded in satisfaction before continuing,
“Next, this Chief will announce the rewards for this competition.”
The moment those words were spoken, countless disciples instantly revealed excited expressions filled with anticipation.
Only Shen Subing remained silent with her head lowered.
Her fists were clenched so tightly that her nails pierced deeply into her palms, causing blood to slowly drip down.
At this moment, she wished nothing more than to devour Gongsun Yangchun’s flesh and drink his blood!
If not for him…
Her father would never have had his cultivation crippled by the Sect Master before being expelled from Huangfu Shengzong!
Nor would he have later died from illness and despair!
“Father…”
“One day, I will definitely make that old beast Gongsun Yangchun pay the price for everything he’s done!”
Shen Subing roared inwardly.
Only then did she slowly raise her head and look toward Gongsun Yangchun, pretending to calmly await the announcement of the rewards.
At that moment, Gongsun Yangchun’s voice once again thundered throughout the dojo:
“During the disciple competition, anyone capable of refining a mid-grade Precious Pill will earn 1,000 points!”
“A high-grade Precious Pill earns 2,000 points!”
“A top-grade Precious Pill earns 3,000 points!”
“A low-grade Sub-Venerable Pill earns 4,000 points!”
“A mid-grade Sub-Venerable Pill earns 5,000 points!”
“A high-grade Sub-Venerable Pill earns 6,000 points!”
“And a top-grade Sub-Venerable Pill earns 7,000 points!”
At this point, Gongsun Yangchun paused slightly before continuing in a louder voice,
“Of course…”
“If any disciple can refine a low-grade Venerable Pill…”
“They will directly earn 10,000 points!”
The entire crowd instantly erupted into commotion upon hearing this!
Meanwhile, Gongsun Yangchun calmly continued,
“The final rankings will be determined by calculating the combined total points earned by the 4 disciples under each elder.”
“The team that places 1st will have each member rewarded with a mid-grade Venerable Artifact Pill Cauldron!”
“The team that places 2nd will each receive a low-grade Sacred Artifact Pill Cauldron!”
“And the team that places 3rd will each receive a top-grade Sub-Venerable Pill Cauldron!”
The moment the rewards were announced, the eyes of the disciples participating in the competition instantly burned with fiery excitement and greed.
The reward of a supreme-grade pill cauldron was undoubtedly irresistible to every disciple participating in the competition!
However, just when everyone thought the rewards had already reached their peak—
Gongsun Yangchun dropped another shocking bombshell!
His aged eyes swept across the 39 elders below the platform as he spoke in a dignified voice:
“All of you should already know that the Sect Master previously distributed 3 top-grade spirit mines, 5 high-grade spirit mines, 10 mid-grade spirit mines, and 20 low-grade spirit mines among this Chief and the other 8 Holy Sect Chief Elders.”
“And today…”
“This Chief will take out 1 mid-grade, 1 high-grade, and 1 top-grade spirit mine as rewards for the elders’ competition!”
The entire crowd instantly erupted into chaos!
Even the breathing of the 39 elders became hurried.
Gongsun Yangchun continued loudly,
“Among the 39 of you…”
“The elder who ranks 1st in the alchemy competition will receive ownership of a top-grade spirit mine!”
“2nd place will receive a high-grade spirit mine!”
“And 3rd place will receive a mid-grade spirit mine!”
The moment those words fell, the eyes of nearly all the elders turned red with excitement.
Only Shen Subing’s expression became increasingly pale.
Meanwhile, Lu Yi’s heart surged with ecstasy.
In his opinion, his master must have learned that he had advanced into the rank of a Saint-tier Venerable Alchemist, which was why such astonishing rewards had been prepared!
Clearly…
The top-grade spirit mine was meant for him!
At that moment, Gongsun Yangchun suddenly laughed and added,
“Of course, the elder who obtains a spirit mine will only possess mining rights for 10 years.”
“All spirit stones excavated during that period will belong entirely to the mine owner.”
“After 10 years, the mines will once again be redistributed according to ranking.”
“Very well.”
“This Chief will return after the alchemy competition concludes 1 month from now.”
Whoosh!
The instant he finished speaking, Gongsun Yangchun soared into the sky and disappeared above the Time-Space Dojo.
Only after he left did Tang Xinying, the elders, deacons, and disciples finally stand up once more.
Tang Xinying then looked down at the crowd and declared solemnly:
“Now then…”
“The 4 disciples representing each elder in the competition, step onto the platform!”
Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!
Immediately, streaks of afterimages shot toward the high platform from all directions.
In the blink of an eye, 155 male and female disciples stood proudly atop the dojo platform.
Tang Xinying swept her gaze across them before suddenly frowning slightly as she looked toward Shen Subing.
“Subing…”
“Why did you only send 3 disciples?”
“Did the remaining disciple withdraw?”
Hearing this, Shen Subing glanced toward Luo Fan, Yang Chong, and Liu Yiyi standing on the stage before turning toward Tan Yun in the crowd.
Her brows furrowed tightly.
“Didn’t I tell you to participate?”
“What are you still standing there for?”
Facing everyone’s gaze, Tan Yun cupped his fists calmly and replied,
“Reporting to the Chief…”
“This disciple chooses to withdraw from the competition.”
The moment those words left his mouth—
The entire audience exploded into uproar!
“What?!”
“Isn’t Tan Yun supposed to be a Saint-tier Grand Alchemist? Why would he withdraw at a time like this?!”
“Damn! Isn’t this basically stabbing Elder Shen in the back?!”
“Hahaha! This is getting interesting!”
“Looks like all those rumors about him were fake after all!”
Mockery, ridicule, disbelief, and schadenfreude instantly erupted throughout the dojo.
Listening to the countless sneers around her, Shen Subing’s face turned deathly pale.
She stared coldly at Tan Yun.
“Tan Yun.”
“Are you absolutely certain about this?”
Before Tan Yun could explain himself, Luo Fan anxiously stepped forward.
“Brother Tan!”
“You collected spiritual herbs with us last night! That means you planned to compete!”
“Come up quickly!”
“Yes, Junior Brother Tan!”
Yang Chong and Liu Yiyi also hurriedly tried persuading him.
But Tan Yun merely shook his head once more before looking directly at Shen Subing.
“This disciple has already decided.”
“I will not participate.”
Before he could continue explaining further, Shen Subing abruptly interrupted him.
Her chest rose and fell violently with anger as she glared at him furiously.
“Fine!”
“I truly misjudged you!”
“We’ll settle this matter after the alchemy competition ends!”
At this moment, Shen Subing was genuinely enraged.
Immediately afterward, she turned toward the more than 3,800 disciples behind her and spoke coldly without room for refusal:
“Xie Ting.”
“You will replace him.”
“Yes, Elder!”
With a respectful response, a female disciple immediately leaped onto the competition platform.
Meanwhile, within the crowd outside the dojo, Tantai Xian’er watched the entire scene unfold with undisguised disappointment and contempt in her eyes.
“So this is the man Father and Grandfather chose for me?”
She sneered inwardly.
“At a moment when nearly all the elders are mocking Shen Subing…”
“He, as her disciple, chooses to abandon the competition at the most critical time.”
“What terrible character.”
The more she thought about it, the more disgusted she felt.
“It seems Father truly was deceived by him.”
“He’s definitely not some Saint-tier Alchemist…”
“Much less a Saint-tier Weapon Master, Talisman Master, or Array Master!”