The Supreme Being Against Heaven
Chapter Summary
And why did Tan Yun rise to prominence at exactly that time?" "Even if that was merely a coincidence, what about the Immortal Sect's Alchemy Competition? 6 years ago, how did my Master learn that I was imprisoned within the Immortal Sect's Alchemy Line?" Although Shen Qingqiu didn't understand why she was suddenly bringing up something that had happened 6 years ago, he answered honestly. Wen De and I went to Bingqing Palace to see you, but you weren't there." "However, we happened to see Tan Yun...
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At that moment, Shen Subing's thoughts were in complete turmoil.
"Could it be... could it really be that he is my Master...?"
"Every time Master met me, he concealed his face behind that veil of icy energy because he didn't want me to discover that he was Tan Yun!"
"How is that possible...? The person I've respected and admired for so many years... how could it be him? No... that's impossible!"
"But then why is the Nirvana Sacred Flame in his possession? Why did Master once gaze at the stars and say that one of his disciples would win the Grand Alchemy Competition of the 3 Ancient Sects? And why did Tan Yun rise to prominence at exactly that time?"
"Even if that was merely a coincidence, what about the Immortal Sect's Alchemy Competition? Master once told me that I would astonish everyone, and in the end, Tan Yun appeared once again as my representative to participate in the Elder Alchemy Competition!"
"Could it really be him...?"
Shen Subing's mind raced endlessly as memories from the past surfaced one after another.
She recalled the day her father, Shen Tiansi, lay on his deathbed. Despite being on the verge of death, he had looked at his daughter with a gentle smile.
Crying beside his bed, Shen Subing had asked in a trembling voice,
"Father... why are you smiling?"
"I'm smiling... because my daughter has excellent judgment when it comes to people."
Shen Tiansi's voice had been weak. His vision was fading, his face pale as paper, and his breathing grew increasingly labored.
"Subing... your Master is a truly good man. The two of you are perfectly suited for each other. Besides, he's only 50 years old... not much older than you."
"In my eyes... he is the most suitable husband for my precious daughter. Knowing that... I can leave this world without regrets and reunite with your mother in the afterlife."
As those words echoed in her mind, Shen Subing couldn't help recalling the time she had spent with her Master.
Suddenly, a thought struck her like a bolt of lightning.
Whoosh!
Her figure shot into the sky, leaving the Space-Time Training Ground behind as she sped toward the Inner Sect's Alchemy Line.
3 hours later.
Inside a quiet courtyard behind Lingshan Herb Garden.
"Miss, isn't today the day of the Alchemy Competition? Why have you come here?"
Shen Qingqiu cupped his fists respectfully, looking at Shen Subing with confusion. Her absent-minded expression was clearly unusual.
Meanwhile, Shen Qingfeng, who was inside the residence, looked equally puzzled.
Ignoring the question, Shen Subing asked,
"Qingqiu, think carefully. 6 years ago, how did my Master learn that I was imprisoned within the Immortal Sect's Alchemy Line?"
Although Shen Qingqiu didn't understand why she was suddenly bringing up something that had happened 6 years ago, he answered honestly.
"Miss, at that time, I planted a signal flag atop Changling Immortal Mountain while waiting for your Master to come rescue you."
"I remember it clearly. Tan Yun was pretending to be dead back then, while your Master was standing on the mountain paying respects at Tan Yun's grave."
"After your Master learned that you had been imprisoned, he became both furious and anxious. Before leaving, he said that no matter what, he would rescue you."
"Miss, why are you suddenly asking about this?"
"It's nothing. I simply remembered something."
Shen Subing answered calmly, but inside, her emotions were in even greater turmoil.
Then she continued,
"By the way, Qingqiu, think carefully. During the time Tan Yun stayed at Lingshan Herb Garden, did he ever do anything unusual?"
Shen Qingqiu pondered for a moment before shaking his head.
"Nothing particularly unusual, Miss. Did something happen to Tan Yun?"
"No. I merely want to verify something. After all, Tan Yun was a disciple of Lingshan Herb Garden back then. You should know his movements better than anyone."
As she spoke, a glimmer flashed through Shen Subing's eyes, as though she had just discovered an important clue.
"Qingqiu, do you remember whether Tan Yun was at Lingshan Herb Garden on March 23rd, 6 years ago?"
After thinking for a while, Shen Qingqiu nodded confidently.
"Miss, I remember it very clearly. On that day, when I gathered all the disciples of Lingshan Herb Garden, Tan Yun was not there."
The moment she heard that, Shen Subing's heart trembled.
"That was the very day Master happened to appear at Bingqing Palace and gave me the Bingqing Divine Scripture. At the same time, Tan Yun was nowhere to be found..."
However, before she could continue her train of thought, Shen Qingfeng suddenly interrupted.
"Miss, I saw Tan Yun at Bingqing Palace that day as well!"
"What did you say?!"
Shen Subing spun around instantly, shock filling her eyes.
"Tell me immediately! When exactly did you see Tan Yun at Bingqing Palace?"
"I understand, Miss!"
Shen Qingfeng answered without hesitation.
"If I remember correctly, it was around dusk, approximately 19:45. Wen De and I went to Bingqing Palace to see you, but you weren't there."
"However, we happened to see Tan Yun walking out of your main hall."
"At the time, Tan Yun said he wanted to ask whether he could reach the 108th floor of the Mustard Seed Space-Time Tower for a second time within 1 year, but since you weren't there, he couldn't ask."
"I even warned him back then. If Miss wasn't present, he absolutely must not enter Bingqing Palace without permission. That crime alone is punishable by death!"
The moment she heard those words, Shen Subing's body trembled once more.
She remembered clearly.
Earlier that evening, during the Xu Hour (19:00–21:00), she had just left Bingqing Palace. Before parting, her Master had even told her to return and get some rest.
As she pieced together every event according to the timeline...
On that day, Tan Yun had not been at Lingshan Herb Garden.
At the same time, her Master had appeared at Bingqing Palace to deliver a cultivation manual to her.
Then, less than half an hour later, Shen Qingfeng and Shen Wende saw Tan Yun walking out of Bingqing Palace!
The timing...
The location...
The sequence of events...
Everything matched perfectly.
All the evidence pointed toward a single conclusion—
Tan Yun was her Master!
Suddenly, Shen Subing remembered something else.
Once, she had asked her Master to hold her hand and fly with her through the skies so she could experience what it felt like to soar beside him.
Yet her Master had politely declined and suggested traveling by spirit vessel instead.
With Shen Subing's intelligence, it took only a moment for everything to click into place.
At that time, Tan Yun must have been using the Turtle-Breath Concealment Technique.
And beneath his feet, there must have been a flying treasure hidden from view.
That was why he had never dared to hold her hand and fly together with her!
Because if she had physically touched him...
His true identity would have been exposed instantly!
The more she thought about it, the more convinced she became.
Especially the fact that Shen Qingfeng and Shen Wende had seen Tan Yun walking out of Bingqing Palace.
That was the most crucial piece of evidence.
Within the Inner Sect...
No disciple would ever dare trespass into her Bingqing Palace without permission!
If Tan Yun truly wished to meet her,
he should have waited outside and announced his purpose.
He should never have entered the palace directly.
Every clue...
Every piece of evidence...
Was confirming the same truth.
Her Master...
Was Tan Yun!
Yet when confronted with that truth, Shen Subing felt as though her entire world was collapsing.
Her beautiful face turned pale as paper.
She simply couldn't accept it.
The man she had respected...
Admired...
And secretly cherished for so many years...
Was actually her own disciple!
"Miss! Why do you look so terrible?"
Shen Qingfeng asked anxiously.
"Did that brat Tan Yun do something to offend you?"
"If he did, just tell me! I'll teach him a lesson myself!"
In Shen Qingfeng's eyes, Mu Mengji was practically his own granddaughter.
As for Tan Yun, he had already accepted him as his future grandson-in-law.
No matter how powerful Tan Yun became in the future, Shen Qingfeng still believed he had the right to discipline him.
"That's right, Miss! What exactly happened?"
Shen Qingqiu asked with concern.
Shen Subing weakly shook her head.
"It's nothing..."
Her voice was filled with sorrow.
"Tan Yun is a good person. He has never wronged me."
"The Immortal Sect's Alchemy Competition is still underway. I should return now."
After speaking, she turned and prepared to leave.
But after taking only a few steps, she suddenly stopped.
Without turning around, she spoke softly,
"Remember this..."
"Do not tell Tan Yun about the questions I asked you today."
As soon as the words left her lips—
Whoosh!
Shen Subing's graceful figure shot into the sky.
In the blink of an eye, she soared hundreds of thousands of zhang above the clouds.
After erecting a soundproof barrier around herself,
the composure she had struggled so hard to maintain finally shattered.
Tears streamed down her cheeks like rain.
Looking up at the endless heavens, she cried out in agony from the depths of her heart.
"Why him...?!"
"Why does the first man that I, Shen Subing, have ever fallen in love with..."
"Have to be a man who already has 2 fiancées?!"
"Why..."
"Why...?!"
Her sorrowful cry echoed through the vast sky,
carrying all the heartbreak, helplessness, and despair she had been suppressing for years.