Chapter 516

Chapter 516: The Ninth Young Master Who Avenges All Wrongs

"Let’s get down to proper business."

The Third Young Master coughed once, looked at Ye Xu, and said solemnly, "Master, can you deduce the Second Young Master and Eighth Young Master’s complete information for us?"

"Naturally," Ye Xu nodded.

"Master, please name your price," the Sixth Young Master said with great energy.

"System," Ye Xu asked in his heart, "Is the complete information on the Second Young Master and Eighth Young Master the same as that for the Third Young Master?"

"[Yes.]"

Ye Xu’s gaze flickered; it seemed the eight young masters on the list truly had similarities, except that the Third Young Master and Sixth Young Master had no names; why did Luo Qianchen have one?

Could she have given it to herself?

Ye Xu didn’t want to waste brain cells; he smiled and said, "You want their complete information? You need to pay two hundred and forty billion divine stones."

"Two hundred and forty billion?"

Moro’s eyes bulged, but he immediately covered his mouth, not daring to say more.

"Master, your price is far too high," Luo Qianchen frowned, arching her beautiful brows.

Two hundred and forty billion Hongmeng points might be a mere trifle for the Heavenly Venerates behind them, but the three of them could mobilize limited resources; two hundred and forty billion was excessive.

"This is a friendship price," Ye Xu said with displeasure.

"…"

Not even ghosts would believe that.

Ye Xu felt helpless; the information for two young masters cost one hundred ninety-eight billion Hongmeng points, and he only wanted to earn forty-two billion, which was quite reasonable.

"Little Nine, since we can’t buy it, let’s just leave," the Third Young Master said.

"No."

Luo Qianchen said coldly, "Second Brother and Eighth Brother plotted to kill me; if I don’t avenge this wrong, how can I ever feel satisfied?"

"If we can’t get their information, then please, Master, find out their whereabouts."

"Once we know their whereabouts, with our three powers combined, can’t we slay both of them?"

The Third Young Master’s eyes grew profound; Luo Qianchen had made up her mind, determined to have her revenge.

"System," Ye Xu asked, "How many Hongmeng points to inquire about the Eighth Young Master’s whereabouts?"

"[Five million.]"

"That cheap?" Ye Xu frowned; "Isn’t this underestimating them?"

"I’ll add a bit more."

Ye Xu cleared his throat, smiling warmly, "Deducing the Second Young Master and Eighth Young Master’s whereabouts is as easy as flipping a hand; you just need to pay five hundred million divine stones."

"Fine," Luo Qianchen agreed instantly.

"Third Brother, Sixth Brother, cover my share, I’ll repay you in a few days."

The fox-tailed girl stared with fiery eyes, looking somewhat displeased.

They clearly intended to take advantage without paying.

"Merely one or two billion divine stones—hardly worth mentioning?" Sixth Young Master flourished his sleeves, declaring, "Third Brother, Ninth Sister has just ascended to this realm and lacks resources. Let’s share the cost equally."

Third Young Master felt torn between laughter and exasperation; Sixth Young Master’s candid nature was undeniable.

Each produced two hundred fifty million divine stones.

"Master, please verify the amount."

Ye Xu accepted the divine stones and commanded the system to trace Eighth Young Master’s whereabouts.

As for Second Young Master…

Ever since the Xuan Du Ancient Immortal’s visit, Ye Xu had known Second Young Master was secluding himself to advance to Dao Sovereign. His location lay within Destiny Sect’s territory.

Therefore, revealing it would be pointless—the three young masters couldn’t possibly storm Destiny Sect.

[Eighth Young Master is en route to Canglan Divine City. Currently at Black Dragon City, he will reach Canglan Divine City within a stick of incense.]

"Did he travel with a protector?" Ye Xu inquired.

[A Four Tribulations Dao Sovereign.]

Understanding dawned on Ye Xu.

"Dear friends, I have divined the whereabouts of Second Young Master and Eighth Young Master."

"We are all ears."

Sixth Young Master’s eyes sparked with interest.

"Second Young Master now meditates in seclusion at Destiny Sect, striving to advance to Dao Sovereign. To kill him requires invading Destiny Sect—an impossible feat."

"He’s advancing to Dao Sovereign?"

Third Young Master, Sixth Young Master, and Luo Qianchen exchanged grave glances, tension tightening their expressions.

First Young Master had already succeeded; now Second Young Master followed. The pressure mounted.

"To resolve this, we must prepare to advance ourselves."

The three shared a wordless understanding.

"Then where is Eighth Young Master?"

"He journeys toward Canglan Divine City,"

Ye Xu replied, smiling. "He’ll arrive within a stick of incense. You need only lie in wait."

"He travels with a Four Tribulations Dao Sovereign."

Shua!

Their three gazes sharpened like blades.

"Old Xu."

"Yun Niang."

"Your servant is here!"

Xu Taishou and the fox-tailed girl bowed.

"That Four Tribulations Dao Sovereign, leave handling him to the two of you," Sixth Young Master grinned coldly. "This time, let him come with his life but not leave with it."

"Thank you Master for the information; we excuse ourselves first."

Luo Qianchen clasped her hands in salute, flying out of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion with everyone.

"Can those three fellows really kill Eighth Young Master?" Ye Xu muttered to himself.

When Second Young Master and Eighth Young Master teamed up, they held all the advantages of favorable timing, terrain, and popular support, yet they couldn’t finish off Ninth Young Master completely. With those three combined, they probably couldn’t kill Eighth Young Master either.

After all.

The Nine Great Heavenly Books and the Nine Young Masters had an inseparable bond.

"Let’s just wait and see."

With great interest, Ye Xu cast his divine sense out, covering a radius of ten million miles, preparing to watch a good show.

…

At the border of Canglan Immortal Domain.

An old man and a youth walked through the air; the two strode above the void, with countless mountains, gorges, rivers, and lakes passing like fleeting clouds, blurring instantly.

"Young Master," the black-robed elder said worriedly, "the master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion is unfathomable, and even the Old Master has deep reservations about him. Why must we wade into these troubled waters?"

"Uncle Luo, how many times have I told you not to call me Young Master?"

Eighth Young Master corrected him, "I treat you as my closest relative, yet you see me as master and servant—it leaves me uneasy."

"Propriety is paramount."

The black-robed elder said, "Once a master, always a master. Young Master, do not humiliate this old man."

Eighth Young Master was utterly helpless.

"Do you know why I refused to build a faction and gather powerful experts like the other seven?" Eighth Young Master gazed pensively, his eyes holding profound meaning.

"This old man is slow-witted."

Eighth Young Master added, "Simply because I believe people have no innate nobility or lowliness—just differing ranks and statuses."

"Unfortunately…"

He laughed self-mockingly, "my abilities are limited; I cannot change the world’s great tides."

"So, all I can do is roam the world, living like an unattached cloud and carefree crane."

"Young Master, with your modest yet lofty aspirations—such a mindset, I’m afraid only the reclusive First Young Master could rival you," the black-robed elder flattered.

"First Brother…"

Eighth Young Master looked melancholic.

"Since I forced Old Nine down to the lower realm, I haven’t seen him again, nor do I even know if he’s well and safe now?"

The black-robed elder’s eyes showed a flicker of puzzlement.

He was deeply perplexed.

Young Master was alone; how could he suddenly team up with Second Young Master, inflict severe wounds on Ninth Young Master, and force him to descend to the lower realm?

Moreover.

Back in the Tianlan Immortal Domain, the two had joined forces and sacrificed all living beings.

This didn’t seem like something the Young Master would do.

He had asked his Young Master about it, but the Eighth Young Master had remained tight-lipped, never revealing even a sliver about the Tianlan Immortal Domain events.

"We’ve arrived."

After the time it takes a stick of incense to burn,

they arrived over Canglan City.

Yet, the heavens and earth were eerily silent. Below, the streets should have been bustling with noisy crowds, yet not a single sound reached their ears. At this moment, the universe fell into eternal stillness.

"Who dares obstruct my Young Master?"

The black-robed elder’s expression shifted abruptly, his voice booming like an elephant’s cry. Space shattered like a mirror surface, cracks spreading endlessly in all directions.

But as space fractured, another layer of space materialized.

On and on it went,

as though countless layers of space imprisoned them.

The entire world had transformed into a cage.

"The one bold enough to ambush us, and bearing a grudge, can only be Old Nine. The Third and Sixth Young Masters may be here too," said the Eighth Young Master calmly, utterly unperturbed.

The black-robed elder had surmised as much.

Though the formation was bizarre and mystical, it hadn’t reached Heavenly Venerate-level power. It could only have been laid by a peer—a Five Tribulations Dao Sovereign.

"Old Eight, it’s been years. Have you been well?"

Luo Qianchen appeared before the Eighth Young Master first, her eyes ablaze with killing intent. In her fair, jade-like hand materialized a gleaming silver divine spear.

She leveled the spear at the Eighth Young Master, coldly declaring, "Today, we settle old debts."

Before her words faded,

the Third Young Master and Sixth Young Master manifested one after another.

Xu Taishou descended behind the black-robed elder.

Yun Niang swayed with each step, her fox tail undulating. A captivating allure played at the corners of her eyes as she cooed, "Little elder, does my Infinite World Prison earn your favor?"

The black-robed elder’s pupils constricted sharply.

"Two Five Tribulations Dao Sovereigns!"

He truly hadn’t expected

that the three Young Masters would unite to strike down the Eighth Young Master.

"The three of you withdraw,"

the Eighth Young Master commanded serenely. "The grudge between Old Nine and me concerns only us four. Let us resolve it ourselves."

He remained fearless, his bearing poised and elegant.

"Old Xu, withdraw."

"Yun Niang, withdraw too."

The two Dao Sovereigns exchanged a glance, then retreated a step in silent agreement. Yet their auras remained firmly locked onto the black-robed elder, poised to strike should he move.

"I knew," the Eighth Young Master spoke gently, a warm, spring-like smile gracing his face, "that since that day I failed to end you, you’d inevitably seek vengeance."

"Let this end today."