By the time Yi Yun returned to Cloud Pool City, it was already dawn. And today was the day the Heavenly South Peaks Meet's tournament officially began.
At the first glimmer of dawn, the streets of Cloud Pool City, big and small, were already bustling with people as they gathered towards the center of Cloud Pool City.
This martial arts competition was the highlight of the Heavenly South Peaks Meet. Although many old monsters paid more attention to the previous trade fair, there were very few people who had the opportunity to participate in the trade fair. As for this martial arts competition, anyone who came to Cloud Pool City could watch it as long as they paid an entrance fee.
"Sect Master Yi, why aren't you at your residence? We have been waiting for you for quite some time."
When Yi Yun returned to the inn, the Clear Lunar Island group was already waiting for him.
Today was the day the Heavenly South Peaks Meet's tournament began. Jing Yuesha had wanted to invite Yi Yun along but she heard from the inn's manager that Yi Yun had left the inn two to four hours ago and had not returned since. Jing Yuesha was very worried.
"Young Master Yi, the Pillheart Sect is dying to skin you alive. Why are you wandering around in the middle of the night? What if Su Boyang and his men ambush you?"
Jing Yuesha said. She never expected Yi Yun to leave Cloud Pool City.
Yi Yun smiled and said, "Su Boyang will not ambush me. Instead, it's the Pillheart Sect. My grudge with them has probably escalated."
When Jing Yuesha saw Yi Yun still grinning, she knitted her brows slightly. "Young Master Yi, this is no joke. Let's head to the Heavenly South Peaks Meet first. We can discuss the rest. The Pillheart Sect would not dare attack at the Heavenly South Peaks Meet."
"Let's go, Sect Master Yi," said Jing Yueyin. Jing Yueyin said as well. She sensed that Yi Yun was extraordinary. He had far exceeded her level.
Therefore, she did not object to Jing Yuesha and Yi Yun approaching each other. She wished that Yi Yun could survive this calamity and, if possible, grace the Clear Lunar Island.
"Alright."
Yi Yun followed the Clear Lunar Island group and headed for the Heavenly South Peaks Meet.
In the middle of Cloud Pool City, there was a huge square that spanned five kilometers. There were more than a hundred thousand people gathered on the square.
Although more than a hundred thousand people sounded like a lot, they were scattered across the massive square. It did not appear crowded at all.
In the crowd in the square, Yi Yun saw the Heavenly Pivot Chapter!
The competition was imminent. Today, Xia Zijian was wearing a brocade robe woven from heavenly silk and held a purple gold sword in his hand. Coupled with his heavenly silk brocade robe and his handsome appearance, he gave off a feeling of being in high spirits.
This sword was called the Dubhe Sword, and it had been wielded by every generation of Sect Masters. It was the Dubhe Sect's most precious treasure that had been passed down since its founding. Xia Zijian had only been able to temporarily use it because he wanted to participate in this competition, in order to obtain a good result.
Upon seeing Yi Yun appear, Xia Zijian pricked up his brows. He never expected Yi Yun to remain so carefree despite the Pillheart Sect's army bearing down on him.
"Sect Master Yi, are you here to tour the garden? How relaxing."
Xia Zijian said with a faint smile. The Heavenly Pivot Chapter was not like the Clear Lunar Island. They were destined to have nothing to do with Yi Yun, so they were naturally eager to draw a clear line between themselves and Yi Yun, afraid that they would be implicated.
"Isn't this Disciple-Nephew Zijian?" Yi Yun said in surprise as though he had just noticed Xia Zijian.
The way Yi Yun addressed him as Disciple-Nephew Zijian made Xia Zijian frown. This punk was still trying to take advantage of him with his mouth on the brink of death.
Previously, with Ren Yunzong around, Xia Zijian had no choice but to be polite to Yi Yun. But now that Yi Yun was about to die, he had no qualms. In terms of age and cultivation level, Yi Yun was slightly inferior to him. What right did Yi Yun have to put on the airs of a sect master in front of him?
Xia Zijian grunted coldly as he gently shook the sword in his hand.
"Eh, that sword of yours …" Yi Yun seemed to notice the Dubhe Sword in Xia Zijian's hand.
The corners of Xia Zijian's mouth curled up slightly as he subconsciously adjusted the angle of his sword, allowing the Dubhe Sword to appear more perfectly.
The sword was the pride of the Heavenly Pivot Chapter. In the past, it was difficult for Xia Zijian to even touch it, much less use it. Now that he could finally use it at this competition, he was naturally excited! As such, the typical warrior's sword would be hidden in an interspatial ring. However, Xia Zijian could not help but hold the sword in his hand. He also had the intention of showing off.
At least Yi Yun had a discerning eye. He could tell that the sword was extraordinary. This left Xia Zijian very satisfied.
Just as he was about to flaunt it, Yi Yun spoke again.
"Did you get this sword from the stall that sold treasures a few days ago when we parted ways? It looks pretty good. It's worth some Spirit Jade. "
Yi Yun stroked his chin as he studied the Dubhe Sword, as though he was knowledgeable.
"You …" Xia Zijian was infuriated. A few days ago, when they parted ways, Ren Yunzong did not wish for Yi Yun to follow them. He had indeed used the excuse of looking at treasures to send Yi Yun away.
Back then, they had been despised by Yi Yun for choosing a treasures store that lacked taste. But now, even the cornerstone treasure of the sect had been belittled by Yi Yun. Xia Zijian could not tolerate it any longer.
"People often say that people have eyes but fail to see. I originally thought that, for you to become sect master, you would at least be someone with some knowledge. I never expected … Hehe, the Myriad God Ridge is just like that. Not only is the sect master they chose young, he doesn't even have the most basic knowledge."
Xia Zijian said sarcastically.
The Heavenly Pivot Chapter disciples roared with laughter, echoing Xia Zijian.
As for Xia Zijian, he secretly exerted his strength and injected his Yuan Qi into the Dubhe Sword.
Instantly, the Dubhe Sword shimmered with a scarlet beam as fiery array patterns lit up. Even the sword produced a clear hum as though it was about to be unsheathed.
Upon seeing the Dubhe Sword's reaction, even Jing Yuesha was slightly alarmed. She had previously heard of the Dubhe Sword but had never seen it before. Today, when she saw the sword being stimulated by Yuan Qi and producing array patterns, she had to admit that it was indeed a good sword!
"With my strength, I can only produce ten to twenty percent of the Dubhe Sword's effects. However, I can make this sword like a divine dragon among weapons, one that looks down on everything!"
Xia Zijian said proudly. He was very pleased with the reactions of the people around him, especially the slight look of surprise in Jing Yuesha's eyes. He could not help but look at Yi Yun, as though he wanted to demonstrate his superiority.
This sect master is so ignorant. He has probably never held such a good sword before, right?
Upon coming to this realization, Xia Zijian turned even more smug.
Yi Yun did not say a word. All he did was slowly take out a sword from his interspatial ring. The sword was azure blue in color and it was none other than Mirage Snow.
Huan Chenxue had once mentioned that Mirage Snow had long changed forms. Even Bai Yueyin would not be able to recognize it, so he was not afraid that Mirage Snow would be recognized.
With Mirage Snow in hand, Yi Yun injected his Yuan Qi into it.
Frost Qi emanated from the sword's blade as an icy-blue beam slowly condensed!
Mirage Snow was the female sword among the Yin and Yang dual swords. It was a true king among swords. Its sword Qi was unmatched and it made all swords submit to it. Furthermore, the Yuan Qi that Yi Yun had injected into the sword was several times stronger than Xia Zijian's. They were on completely different levels.
Hum —
Mirage Snow let out a long hum as powerful sword Qi radiated out in every direction. The Dubhe Sword was the first to bear the brunt of the sword Qi. It trembled violently as the array patterns on the sword's body began to turn unstable. Then, they gradually dimmed. In moments, the Dubhe Sword's array halo vanished completely.
In contrast, Mirage Snow's sword Qi turned sharper. Under the suppression of Mirage Snow's sword Qi, the Dubhe Sword stayed obediently in its scabbard, not daring to let out another sword hum.
Upon seeing this scene, Xia Zijian was instantly dumbfounded. What was going on?
He subconsciously shook the Dubhe Sword, hoping to light up its array patterns once again. However, the Dubhe Sword was like an ordinary metal sword. No matter how he shook it, there was no response. Xia Zijian widened his eyes as he looked at the Dubhe Sword in his hand. He was unable to react for a long time.
(Recently, the flu has been rampant. Cocoon went to Changsha and was infected. Two days ago, he felt dizzy and had a sore throat. He did not know how to type on the keyboard when he switched on the computer. He wanted to write a chapter about requesting for leave, but he felt that he would be embarrassed if he took too many days off. Today, he has finally recovered from the flu and can write normally again. I'm really sorry.)
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