Chapter 659: Masses of Top Masters

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The Yin and Yang Sect was the leader of all sects within Eastern Region. Every day, nearly 10,000 people would come from everywhere to be admitted. Every year, the three palaces and 72 compounds would each pick one or two outstanding talents to train intensively.

In other words, the Sect would pick 100 to 200 talents to develop every year.

After many centuries, countless outstanding disciples had emerged from the Sect. Within such Saint’s disciples, there were bound to be many masters and undiscovered talents.

“SWOOSH!”

A purple sword radiance arrived in the air from the distance. It stopped at the mountain gate outside Ancient Gods Mountain.

It was an seven-meter ancient purple sword, hovering 30 meters above the ground. Streaks of purple lightning swirled around its body, making crackling noises.

A human figure stood on the sword. He to be about 28 or 29, and his Taoist robe was very clean and tidy. A contemptuous look gleamed in his eyes. He seemed to look down on every living person.

“Purple Sword! Has Qin Yufan returned?”

“He’s a freak. It looks like he’s back for the sword duels. How far do you think his cultivation has progressed?”

…

Outside the gate of Ancient Gods Mountain, every Saint’s disciple was staring at his ancient purple sword. Some looked with adoration, others with reverence.

Zhang Ruochen stared at the man standing on the sword.

He could travel on his sword. This meant his Tao of the sword had reached the Heart Integrated into Sword realm.

An array had been set up above Supreme Pure Palace to restrict flight. Usually, only Half-Saints could fly above the palace.

This man, however, travelled on his sword to Ancient Gods Mountain. He had flown above the Supreme Pure Palace, so he was certainly a powerful figure.

“Who’s that?” asked Zhang Ruochen.

Mu Jiji’s eyes shone with reverence. “Boss Lin, don’t you know him? He’s Qin Yufan, the top-ranking fighter on the Yellow, Profound, and Earth Boards. He had been the top for the last 20 years. He was also ranked third on the Heaven Board, a very difficult position to reach. This man is a supreme talent of the Yin and Yang Sect.

“He’d just reached the third position on the Heaven Board when I was accepted as a disciple. He became famous overnight in the Eastern Region. He is one of the most eminent geniuses of his generation, and he has been a Saint’s disciple for the last 18 years.

“18 years have gone. I wonder how far his cultivation has progressed.”

Zhang Ruochen stared at Qin Yufan. “The Eighth Change in the Fish-Dragon Realm.”

Mu Jiji said, “Given his prowess, Qin Yufan is sure to be first in the sword contests of the Eighth Change in the Fish-Dragon Realm.”

Xun Hualiu shook his head and smiled, “Qin Yufan is certainly freakish, but it won’t be easy for him to win. I know at least two others who could compete with him.”

Zhang Ruochen had registered for the sword duels of the Eighth Change, so he was naturally very interested in these top fighters. He asked, “Which two?”

Xun Hualiu said, “The Innately Bright, Qi Feiyu.”

“Blood Sword, Can Dong.”

Hearing Xun Hualiu’s revelation, Mu Jiji also nodded. “Qi Feiyu is one of the four beauties of the Yin and Yang Sect. She’s a disciple from an Aristocratic Family from the Middle Ages. Her family has deep ties with our Sect.

“Someone cast the Heart of the Sword spell into her mother’s womb before she was born. At birth, she had already reached the Heart Integrated into Sword realm. Therefore, she’s called ‘The Innately Bright.’

“She was way ahead of us from the start.”

It was very difficult to cultivate the Heart of the Sword. It was considered more important than a Monk’s life. Only ancient families would do something so crazy to nurture a disciple.

Xun Hualiu said, “Can Dong’s innate talent isn’t as high as Qin Yufan’s or Qi Feiyu’s. But he trains like a maniac.

“90% of the people who used to practice ‘The Art of Blood Sword’ died during training, so nobody dares to practice it nowadays. But not him. He became the first person from our Sect who mastered the skill in the last 10,000 years.”

Mu Jiji’s expression was grave. “The man’s obsessed with the sword. He’s interested in nothing else.

“Because of his limited resources, Can Dong didn’t break into the Fish-Dragon Realm until he was 38. He became a Saint’s disciple, but he wasn’t much better than us.

“But once he became a Saint’s disciple, he entered the Battlefield of Primitive World, and he was there accumulating experience for 30 years. He didn’t die. Instead, he accumulated so many military merits that he surpassed some Half-Saints. This man is a freak. It’s scary to even think about him.”

Zhang Ruochen pursed his lips. “Although Can Dong’s talents aren’t extraordinary, he depended entirely on himself and progressed steadily. He made up for his deficiencies through hard work. He’s the sort of man I fear most.

“Once he has trained enough, he will easily break into the Half-Saint realm. It will be far more difficult for the other two to do the same.”

Zhang Ruochen was not naturally gifted as well. His innate talents could not match even Can Dong’s. He understood very well how tough it was to keep pace with prodigies.

Of course, he was far luckier. He possessed many items that others did not have. His cultivation speed was far quicker than Can Dong’s as a result.

Can Dong had practiced for 60 years. No one knew how astonishingly powerful he was now.

Xun Hualiu sighed loudly. “Boss Lin, you shouldn’t have entered the sword duels of the Eighth Change. “Other than Qin Yufan, Qi Feiyu and Can Dong, there must be over a dozen powerful fighters there. Some old freaks have been practicing for 100 years. They haven’t died, but they haven’t reached the Ninth Change in the Fish-Dragon Realm either. They can rival a Saintly Being of the same realm with their century of training.”

Xun Hualiu said, “These old fellows will turn up and fight in order to win a Glaze Pellet.”

Zhang Ruochen was rather indifferent. He smiled and said, “Older monks spend lots of time practicing top martial techniques. Their Tao of the sword and their mastery of their power might surpass that of the young warriors. But they are old. Their Spiritual Blood has declined, their bodies are stiff. Nobody knows if they’ll win in the end.”

Of course, Mu Jiji and Xun Hualiu did not believe that Zhang Ruochen could fight a superior of the Eighth Change in the Fish-Dragon Realm. They did not even believe he could fight anyone in that level.

“Look! That’s Gai Hao and Pang Long! Ha ha! If I didn’t need to visit Ancient Gods Mountain, I would fight Pang Long now!”

Xun Hualiu started rubbing his fists, looking very eager to try out his power.

Since Xun Hualiu’s cultivation had improved dramatically to the Peak of the First Change in the Fish-Dragon Realm, he had been oozing confidence. He wanted to fight Pang Long and avenge himself.

Zhang Ruochen stared at the man beside Gai Hao. The man was in his early 30s, and he had extraordinary features. His ears were huge, drooping to his shoulders.

He seemed to sense someone’s eyes on him. He turned around and stared at Zhang Ruochen with his piercing eyes, smirking coldly.

Seeing the front of the man, Xun Hualiu’s body trembled. He cried as if struck by lightning. “It’s him! How could I forget him!”

“Who?” Zhang Ruochen asked.

“His name is Xu Changsheng, a Saint’s disciple from the Supreme Pure Palace. He’s even more talented than Pang Long and very, very powerful. He once defeated a Monk of the Ninth Change in the Fish-Dragon Realm when he was at the Seventh.”

Zhang Ruochen smiled. “The Seventh Change in the Fish-Dragon Realm? No, he has already reached the Eighth.”

Xun Hualiu shook his head. “Boss Lin, I advise you to withdraw. I’m sure Xu Changsheng will join the sword contest of the Eighth Change in the Fish-Dragon Realm. He, Gai Hao and Pang Long are friends. Are you sure he won’t pick on you?”

The Ninth Change in the Fish-Dragon Realm was known as the “Glazed Treasured Body.” Every Monk of the Ninth Change would cultivate his body into a treasure. Some had a Treasured Body of Water Spirit or a Treasured Body of Fire Spirit. Their physique would undergo an obvious change.

A Monk of the Ninth Change in the Fish-Dragon Realm was much superior to a Monk of the Eighth. They were not separated by a mere level.

Xu Changsheng was obviously not a Saintly Being. However, at the Seventh Change in the Fish-Dragon Realm, he was powerful enough to defeat a Monk of the Ninth Change. His strength could not be underestimated.

Now, he had reached the Eighth Change in the Fish-Dragon Realm. He could easily compete for a top 10 spot.

Behind him came an extremely sweet female voice. “What happened? Are you frightened to see Xu Changsheng? If you are, go and make a change. You can still enter a lower-realm contest.”

Zhang Ruochen sniffed gently. He detected a familiar scent. Turning around, he fixed his eyes on Han Qiu and smiled. “I do face some pressure, for sure, but not enough to be afraid.”

Han Qiu stood ten meters away. She was dressed in a cyan robe. A white sash girded her waist, accentuating her graceful curves.

Her aura was quiet and elegant, like a blue lotus on the lake. Her eyes, however, were striking and bewitching.

Xun Hualiu was envious. He cried resentfully, “Wow, Boss Lin, Junior Sister is openly flirting with you. I’m so jealous.”

“Boss Lin has such incredible charisma, I can only bow down in worship.” Mu Jiji’s eyes were riveted on Han Qiu. He seemed distracted by her presence, and he was drooling.

Xun Hualiu and Mu Jiji’s agitated words shocked the surrounding Saint’s disciples. Numerous disciples turned their eyes on them.

However, these eyes soon turned on one person, Han Qiu.

A beauty like Han Qiu would be the center of attraction anywhere.

Many Saint’s disciples were seeing Han Qiu for the first time. They were flabbergasted by her beauty.

Xu Changsheng turned his gaze on Han Qiu, and he could not take his eyes off her. “When did this ravishing beauty appear in our Sect? I’m sure she’s no less beautiful than Qi Feiyu.”

“Senior Brother Xu, you’ve secluded yourself in training for too long. That’s why you don’t know her, Junior Sister Han Qiu. She is a Darkness Body and one of the four beauties of the Yin and Yang Sect, along with Gai Tianjiao, Qi Feiyu and Hu Xian’er.” A Saint’s disciple beside him smiled.