Chapter 32: A Starry Night, Eternal Light
When Chen Yin uttered those words, his tone was incredibly casual.
However, after his words landed, the entire arena fell into a dead silence that lasted for several seconds.
No one expected that the previously respectful young disciple from the Mist Spirit Sect branch would suddenly turn around and curse at Elder Mo Jie so brazenly.
Mo Jie himself was stunned for a few seconds, his face changing colors several times before turning completely black with rage.
Yu Xiang was also dumbfounded. Was Senior Brother really planning to make a scene and break all ties in public?
“Do you… dare say that again?” Mo Jie stared at Chen Yin, each word squeezed out through gritted teeth.
“Didn’t hear me clearly? Oh, right, old people usually have bad hearing.”
Chen Yin cleared his throat and declared loudly, “I said, you old, toothless bastard, you decrepit relic dug out from some forgotten grave, you impotent geezer who couldn’t get it up even if ten beauties stripped naked and sat on your lap…”
A barrage of insults, each more creative than the last, caused the expressions of those around them to become increasingly strange, struggling to contain their laughter. Wan Yunhai, in particular, almost burst out laughing when he heard the “impotent geezer” remark. It was only after a tug from his attendant that he managed to suppress his amusement.
“I’m sorry… but the way he’s cursing is just too funny, hahaha!”
Elder Mo Jie’s body trembled slightly, his eyes blazing with murderous intent.
“Don’t you dare glare at me, old man.” Chen Yin said with a nonchalant, rogue-like air. “I like this girl, and I might even have a chance to get in her pants. Why should I let an old dog like you ruin it?”
“If I lose a potential soulmate because of you, are you going to send your wife to keep me company?”
“You little bastard, you’re courting death!”
In an instant, a powerful aura surged skyward, and the previously clear sky above Ten Thousand Cloud Mountain was suddenly shrouded in dark, swirling clouds. Lightning crackled in the air.
Elder Mo Jie’s hair and beard stood on end, and a divine aura enveloped him, bolts of lightning dancing around his palm.
“You ignorant fool! Today, I’ll show you the true power of the Supreme Clarity Realm!”
Wind and thunder surged in his palm. As Elder Mo Jie slowly raised his hand, it seemed as if the forces of heaven and earth were converging upon him, the lightning in the sky gathering in his grasp.
This earth-shattering power made countless cultivators in the audience tremble in fear.
“Th-this… is the power of a Supreme Clarity Realm expert?”
“It’s said that those in the Supreme Clarity Realm can communicate with heaven and earth, harnessing their power for their own use. It seems the rumors are true!”
“What kind of courage does that kid have, to challenge a Supreme Clarity Realm elder in public?”
The wind whipped at Chen Yin’s clothes, but his expression remained calm and even carried a hint of amusement.
At that moment, a hand gently tugged at his robe from behind, and a worried voice said:
“Wh-what are you doing, playing the hero?”
He turned to see Yu Xiang’s eyes filled with panic. “Run! You can’t withstand this attack!”
“That won’t do.” Chen Yin shook his head. “If I can’t withstand it, then there’s even less reason for a girl to face it.”
“I-I’m different…”
Yu Xiang was truly frantic. Being a Chosen One, she had a life-saving measure provided by the System. Although it came with a hefty price, it wasn’t a guaranteed escape.
But her Senior Brother, stubborn as a mule, insisted on shielding her, leaving Yu Xiang at a loss for what to do.
Just as she gritted her teeth, prepared to knock Chen Yin unconscious and face Elder Mo Jie alone, another urgent voice rang out:
“Elder Mo Jie! Hold your hand!”
In the next instant, a figure as cold as frost intercepted Elder Mo Jie’s attack, standing before Chen Yin.
It was Shen Shuanglian.
Shen Shuanglian’s actions not only caused an even greater uproar among the audience but also made Elder Mo Jie frown deeply. He roared:
“Shen Shuanglian! What are you doing?! Do you even know who you are?!”
“How can the chief disciple of the Mist Spirit Sect protect a demonic cultivator?!”
Shen Shuanglian’s expression was pained, but her voice remained firm. “Elder! There are still unclear aspects to this matter. Please reconsider and don’t harm… Junior Brother Chen.”
“He’s protecting a demonic witch, and you still call him Junior Brother?”
“…Yes.”
Her voice was soft but unwavering.
Elder Mo Jie’s anger intensified. But then another playful voice rang out:
“Blue stocking, I never thought I’d see the day you would defy your precious sect.”
A figure in fiery red gracefully descended. Luo Qiaoqiao stood beside Shen Shuanglian, her figure lithe and elegant, and smiled at Chen Yin.
“I wouldn’t mind seeing that woman suffer, considering she caused me trouble before.”
“But… this is my man.”
She gently pulled Chen Yin behind her, her smile fading slightly.
“If you dare touch him, consider it a declaration of war from the Mist Spirit Sect against the Heavenly Net Sect.”
The two fairies, standing together, protecting an unknown young cultivator, caused the commotion in the arena to reach its peak.
Elder Mo Jie’s wrinkled brow furrowed even deeper.
…He hadn’t expected this young man to be such a thorn in his side, attracting the attention of both the chief disciple of his own sect and the daughter of the Heavenly Net Sect’s leaders. The pressure had suddenly become immense.
More importantly… He stared intently at Chen Yin, who was hiding behind the two women with a smug “come and get me” expression.
Behind this young man stood his Master, Immortal Yu Ling.
Yu Ling was not only renowned throughout the cultivation world for her Supreme Clarity Realm cultivation but also for her protectiveness and her annoyingly resilient cultivation technique.
Offending her was no better than offending the entire Heavenly Net Sect.
So, despite his attack being ready to launch, Elder Mo Jie hesitated. His furrowed brow betrayed his inner struggle and calculations.
Meanwhile, the shameless scoundrel hiding behind the two fairies, taking advantage of their protection to act arrogantly, continued to taunt:
“Yo, old man, are you scared now? Don’t have the guts to fight me, huh? Cultivating for so many years and still being such a coward, I suggest you start over.”
Although his words were relentless, Chen Yin’s eyes were carefully observing Elder Mo Jie’s expression.
…He wasn’t just trying to pressure Mo Jie. He was also trying to figure out what secrets Mo Jie was hiding and how far he was willing to go.
In the air, Elder Mo Jie’s robes billowed, the swirling vortex of thunderclouds still spinning in his palm.
His expression flickered for a long time, his thoughts unknown.
Then, Chen Yin suddenly realized.
Something was wrong.
He wasn’t thinking.
He was communicating with someone through voice transmission.
Suddenly, Elder Mo Jie seemed to have received a message. His expression changed several times before settling into a look of ruthless determination.
“Hmph! Audacious demonic scum!”
“For the sake of the cultivation world’s prosperity, I’d rather kill the wrong person than let the guilty escape, even if it means sullying my reputation!”
“You two girls, don’t be fooled by that boy! Step aside!”
The next moment, a surge of immense power knocked both Shen Shuanglian and Luo Qiaoqiao away.
They stumbled back. Luo Qiaoqiao frowned and shouted, “Stop!”
Shen Shuanglian’s eyes widened in horror.
“No!”
But the swirling vortex of thunderclouds in Elder Mo Jie’s hand had already been unleashed, hurtling towards Chen Yin on the ground.
The massive storm of lightning threatened to obliterate the entire stage. Chen Yin narrowed his eyes, his expression serious as he faced this earth-shattering attack.
“No!”
Yu Xiang desperately struggled to take a few steps forward, trying to shield Chen Yin. But the System screamed in her ear:
“Are you crazy? You only have one chance to save your life, why waste it on an insignificant character who’s not even part of the plot?!”
“I don’t care!” Yu Xiang’s eyes reddened, her voice trembling.
“I can’t lose him.”
But before she could take another step, a warm and strong hand gently rested on her head.
Yu Xiang’s eyes widened, and she trembled uncontrollably.
“It’s okay.”
The thunderclouds raged behind them.
Chen Yin gently stroked her head, a soft smile on his lips.
“Men…”
“Sometimes… just want to play the hero.”
Yu Xiang suddenly felt a surge of sword energy sealing her meridians. She could only stare at him, wide-eyed and speechless.
Then, a clear white light shot out from Chen Yin’s sleeve, transforming into a long, translucent, crystal-clear sword.
Chen Yin grasped the Eternal Light sword, his gaze calmly meeting the thundercloud vortex.
…It was impossible to resolve this peacefully now.
If he wanted to continue investigating the Mist Spirit Sect and the demonic path without revealing his identity…
It seemed he had to put on a show.
He hoped these people would cooperate and play their roles accordingly.
So, Chen Yin raised his sword, pointing it at Elder Mo Jie in the air.
“It’s only fair to return the favor.”
“You too… take my sword.”
He slowly raised his hand.
A profound and enigmatic aura emanated from the Eternal Light sword.
His figure seemed to become ethereal, as small and insignificant as a single grain of sand in the vast ocean.
A simple and direct action. Raise the sword.
And strike.
The bright sword light cleaved through the thunderclouds, creating a massive explosion on the stage.
“BOOM!!!”
The impact blinded countless cultivators. Even Wan Yunhai and the others had to retreat.
After a moment, the shockwave dissipated.
Elder Mo Jie was still hovering in the air, his expression unreadable.
On the other side, a figure soared through the air, flying towards the distance.
Yu Xiang’s eyes widened. As she finally broke free from the sword energy that had sealed her meridians, the first thing she saw was a familiar figure in the air.
It was Chen Yin.
Blood spurted from his mouth, painting the air crimson. His expression was pained, as if he was gravely injured.
And the direction he was flying towards was a cliff. The cliff behind Ten Thousand Cloud Mountain.
…Behind Ten Thousand Cloud Mountain was the Heavenly Path Mountain Range.
And in the heart of the Heavenly Path Mountains lay the most feared region on the entire continent.
The Heavenly Path Perilous Domain.
A place where even Supreme Clarity Realm Immortals wouldn’t dare to venture.
“No!!!” A heart-wrenching scream echoed through the arena.
Yu Xiang was about to chase after him desperately.
But a figure in azure blue was even faster, closely following Chen Yin’s trajectory.
…They both plummeted over the edge of the cliff.
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