Myriad Dragon Divine Sovereign

Yann Chuxue looked at the confident Wen Qingye, and her heart suddenly skipped a few beats.

SHING!

”Very well. I’ll see if your strength is proportional to your confidence.” Yann Chuxue drew her sword. The blade reflected a brilliant glint of light under the sun.

Many people stopped to watch the match between the two. For them, this duel was quite a novelty, and it piqued everyone’s curiosity.

Just how strong was this newcomer? How many of Yann Chuxue’s moves could he withstand?

After speaking, Yann Chuxue pushed off, her sword rushing toward Wen Qingye. The blade carried a layer of starlight that spread out, dazzling the eyes of the crowd.

”Star Chasing Moon!”

Yann Chuxue brandished her sword, which glinted with a shimmering, cold light. The Primordial Qi around the blade faintly distorted and warped. The speed of that single strike was phenomenal.

Even some of the Refining Spirit First Layer Heaven experts present were stunned. All they could perceive was a flash before their eyes as a cold gleam shot past.

Wen Qingye’s eyes narrowed slightly. He instantly drew the Cyan Mist Sword from his back. The blade cut through the air, meeting the attack from an astonishing and uncanny angle.

CLANG CLANG CLANG!

The sounds of metal striking metal echoed abruptly through the air as sparks flew in every direction. The exchange was incredibly intense. A moment later, the two separated in mid-air.

The two stood firm upon the water’s surface, with only a gentle breeze stirring.

Yann Chuxue’s brow furrowed with gravity. Others might not have known how formidable that move was, but she herself was perfectly aware. Though it appeared to be a simple, unremarkable strike, it was actually the One Sword Three Flower Technique. Yet, Wen Qingye had seen through the secret of her swordsmanship in a single glance and blocked it with just one strike.

”One move has passed,” Wen Qingye said with a calm smile.

Hearing Wen Qingye’s words and seeing his calm smile, Yann Chuxue found herself wanting to know his true strength even more, for reasons she couldn’t explain. Her curiosity grew.

Yann Chuxue tightened her grip on her sword. ’I wonder if you can surprise me, Wen Qingye!’

Yann Chuxue moved her feet lightly, like an Exiled Immortal dancing in the air—infinitely graceful, her white robes purer than snow.

”Then try the second move—Thunder Falling Mountain!”

Yann Chuxue suddenly brandished her sword, her style changing from ethereal and gentle to incomparably domineering. She raised the blade single-handedly over her head. Behind her, the image of a giant mountain seemed to appear, and her sword became like a bolt of lightning.

The might of a mountain! The momentum of thunder!

The two forces merged, a perfect fusion!

BOOM!

A beam of Sword Qi that seemed to connect heaven and earth swept rapidly toward Wen Qingye. The faces of the surrounding crowd changed, and they all fell back to avoid being caught in the crossfire.

Where the Sword Qi passed, it swept up the clear pool water, creating a strangely beautiful scene under the sunlight.

”Moon Falling into the Milky Way!”

Wen Qingye held his sword in one hand. The space behind him suddenly darkened, as if a galaxy had descended from an overturned sky. Countless stars appeared, shining with dazzling brilliance. At the same time, the sword in Wen Qingye’s hand unleashed a colossal beam of Sword Qi, carrying with it a supreme sharpness and an aura capable of cleaving through anything.

BOOM!

The two beams of Sword Qi collided, kicking up a sky-full of spray. Both fighters spun around and rapidly retreated.

In that exchange, they were evenly matched!

Suddenly, Wen Qingye’s body spun abruptly, and he charged toward Yann Chuxue.

”Time for you to take one of my moves! Clear Wind Chasing Moon!”

Wen Qingye spun, his speed phenomenal. He seemed to transform into a clear wind, his sword glowing with a moon-white light as he lunged at Yann Chuxue.

Yann Chuxue was greatly alarmed. She hadn’t expected Wen Qingye to recover so quickly and even launch a counterattack.

”Water-Splitting Stab!”

Yann Chuxue calmed herself and quickly thrust her sword forward. The tip glinted with a fearsome, cold light and carried an endless sharpness, as if wanting to pierce through everything in its path.

”Break!”

Wen Qingye’s sword continuously stirred and churned, striking the weakest point of Yann Chuxue’s blade. A sharp, immense pain shot through Yann Chuxue’s arm, and she couldn’t help but let go of her sword.

Yann Chuxue’s sword spun several times in the air!

CLANG!

Yann Chuxue’s sword landed point-down in the ground, quivering.

Wen Qingye stood not far from her, a smile in his eyes as he watched her. Yann Chuxue’s expression remained unchanged, but inside, her heart was in turmoil. ’Has his strength become this great?’

”This kid is that strong? Even Yann Chuxue is no match for him?”

”His Primordial Qi is so abundant! It’s nothing like the cultivation of a Refining Essence Martial Artist. This new student is an absolute monster!”

”Such a solid foundation! That Sword Qi rushing over wasn’t much weaker than that of an average Refining Spirit Second Layer Heaven Martial Artist.”

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The surrounding Inner Courtyard students stared at Wen Qingye in amazement. There were few in the entire Inner Courtyard who could confidently claim victory over Yann Chuxue, yet now she had been defeated by a newcomer from the Outer Courtyard. How could they not be astonished?

In his hand, Wen Qingye held a small vial. It was the Flame Spirit Gold Water that Yann Chuxue had collected.

”Consider this Flame Spirit Gold Water borrowed. I’ll pay you back later.” After speaking, Wen Qingye opened his mouth and swallowed the few drops of Flame Spirit Gold Water.

”That kid’s got a death wish.”

”Drinking Flame Spirit Gold Water like it’s water?”

”That kid’s got some serious nerve.”

Seeing Wen Qingye directly swallow the drops of Flame Spirit Gold Water, everyone couldn’t help but frown. Even the people on the distant stone bridge were secretly alarmed.

Wang Tianming was stunned. ”How can Wen Qingye be so reckless?”

The Flame Spirit Gold Water was incredibly potent. It would take even him a great deal of time and effort to refine a few drops. Yet this kid, who hadn’t even reached the Refining Spirit Stage, dared to consume so much. It was utterly shocking.

”No need to worry about this kid,” Yann Shanjun said, curling his lip.

Nie Qinglan asked, somewhat puzzled, ”Oh? It seems Vice Director Yann is very familiar with this Wen Qingye?”

Hearing this, Yann Shanjun immediately perked up and said with a laugh, ”This kid is my grandson-in-law. Of course I’m familiar with him.”

”Are you sure he’s your grandson-in-law?” Nie Qinglan said, pursing her lips.

Wen Qingye had just finished fighting his granddaughter and snatched the Flame Spirit Gold Water from her hands. How had he become his grandson-in-law in the blink of an eye?

Yann Shanjun gave a dry laugh, looking a bit uncomfortable. After a long moment, he nodded heavily and said, ”Of course he is.”

At that moment, Wen Qingye felt the blood in his body begin to boil. He quickly consumed a few drops of Star Cold Water. As the two types of Water of Heaven and Earth continuously merged, Wen Qingye could feel his cultivation begin to grow steadily.

’As expected of the synergy between two kinds of the Water of Heaven and Earth,’ Wen Qingye thought to himself.

Seeing that nothing had happened to Wen Qingye after he consumed so much Flame Spirit Gold Water, Yann Chuxue was also greatly surprised. ’Why is he fine after taking so much Flame Spirit Gold Water?’

”Chuxue, step back. I’ll deal with this kid.”

At that moment, Wang Jie walked up to Yann Chuxue and barked coldly.

Yann Chuxue pressed her lips together lightly, but ultimately, she slowly backed away.

”Look, Wang Jie is making a move!”

”This newcomer can be proud. He hasn’t been in the Inner Courtyard for long, yet he’s already made Wang Jie personally step in to suppress him.”

”He can’t be a match for Wang Jie, can he?”

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Wen Qingye’s eyes gradually grew cold. He still remembered the palm strike Wang Jie had dealt him not long ago. If not for his quick reflexes, he would have been severely injured, if not killed.

”So what if you just had a breakthrough in your cultivation? I always keep my word. Just you wait, you’ll be spitting that Flame Spirit Gold Water back out!” Wang Jie said, his eyes fixed on Wen Qingye, a trace of fury in them.