Chapter 170
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Chapter 170: Three Unusual Treasures
A group of disciples had assumed obtaining tokens would be an arduous task, yet it turned out surprisingly simple. Aside from the reckless fool who nearly got beaten for offering a useless Mighty Diamond Pill, everyone else secured a token without issue.
Instantly, the crowd surged forward, each clutching various items.
With over a hundred disciples present, not all could receive tokens. Ye Yun, Duan Chenfeng, and the others carefully selected recipients, eventually distributing all twenty-seven tokens in exchange for an assortment of oddities.
For the final token, nothing caught Ye Yun’s interest until a disciple offered 1,300 top-grade spirit stones. Ye Yun tossed the token to Duan Chenfeng and Yu Minghong without hesitation.
The thirty tokens were now divided. Those who obtained them cheered, while the rest sighed in resignation. Deep down, the remaining disciples knew their chances had been slim—yet who could resist clinging to the faint hope of being chosen?
Such was life. When one expects success, failure often follows. When one believes they’re heaven’s favorite, they might instead become its castoff. Life, cultivation, and fate rarely grant perfection.
Ye Yun traded twenty-seven tokens for a pile of peculiar items. Most were of unclear use, but he kept them on a whim. Among them, three stood out:
First, the Ice Spirit Water Vapor. This would elevate his Ice Spirit Qi, refining its potency.
Second, Golden Thread Silver Grass, a plant mentioned in ancient texts for rudimentary spirit refinement after reaching the Foundation Establishment stage. At that level, spirit refinement dictated advancement—true qi mattered little.
Third, a translucent crystal sphere—not the Jade Dragon Boat—that detected spiritual energy fluctuations within a hundred zhang. Dubbed the Spiritual Energy Crystal Ball, it seemed useless to most. Ordinary disciples couldn’t utilize exotic spiritual energy, and even if they sensed fluctuations, they risked absorbing conflicting energies.
But Ye Yun was different. The Heart of Immortals and Demons converted any exotic energy—thunder, fire, ice, or others—into ordinary true qi. With the crystal, he could pinpoint energy types within range, accelerating his cultivation. Thunder Spirit Qi, vital for his Thundercloud Lightning Sword’s power, grew increasingly crucial as he progressed.
Time crawled as the crowd awaited the trial’s end.
*Boom!*
A gentle light and shadow erupted from the ground, brightening the sky.
“The inner disciple assessment token contest has ended. Cease all actions and follow the spirit beasts to depart Tian Zhu Peak,” Elder Lan’s voice boomed.
At the pinnacle of the Qi refining stage, Elder Lan’s mere words could shake outer disciples’ minds. Yet Ye Yun felt no pressure. Despite being at the first level of Qi refining, his physical strength and soul surpassed even Luo Wencheng—a peak Qi refining cultivator from the great tomb—making him unrivaled in his stage.
Ye Yun couldn’t help but feel emotional. In mere months, his cultivation level had reached such heights, showing the terrifying power of the Heart of Immortals and Demons.
His thoughts drifted to those extraordinary young lovers fleeing from Deity Generals in his blurred memories – their peerless grace still haunted him.
An eagle-like spirit beast emerged in the sky, gliding forward. The hundred-odd disciples remained still, their eyes fixed on Ye Yun.
To them, Ye Yun had unquestionably become the top figure. No one dared move before him – those reaching such cultivation weren’t fools.
Though naturally low-key, circumstances forced Ye Yun’s hand. In sect life, quiet cultivation went unnoticed, leaving training resources unclaimed.
Since standing out was necessary, he’d make waves. For inner disciple evaluations, better results meant greater sect attention and resources.
A distant blur caught Ye Yun’s eye – a figure racing ahead. Catching up would require immense effort. Above this figure floated four characters:
Murong Wuqing!
Though never met, Ye Yun already saw him as his next target. Having broken through to Foundation Establishment Stage years ago, what level might he have reached now?
What kind of monster was this proclaimed top genius of Heavenly Sword Sect in millennia?
Curiosity burned in Ye Yun alongside desperate longing for a meeting.
Following the spirit beast, the group soon left Tian Zhu Peak’s outer sect areas.
At Martial Hall’s plaza, disciples stood waiting in varied postures.
Token holders grinned triumphantly. The unsuccessful displayed dejection, jealousy, or quiet resolve for next time.
"Token recipients step forward!" Elder Lan’s voice rang out beside Grand Elder Chunyu Yan.
Thirty disciples immediately stepped forth, eyes blazing with excitement.
Both elders froze. Thirty passing was unprecedented – historically half was considered exceptional, since senior disciples usually limited token numbers to secure advantages.
"You all obtained tokens?" Elder Lan gaped.
"Yes!" came the chorused reply.
"Where are Zhong Ying and Zhen Huacheng?" Grand Elder Chunyu Yan demanded, noticing the missing top cultivators.
Silence.
"Explain!" Elder Lan’s voice turned icy.
Ye Yun stepped through the crowd. "I killed them."
"You?!" Both elders gasped.
"They tried robbing me, vowing eternal pursuit even after Tian Zhu Peak. They forced my hand." Ye Yun stated calmly.
"Impossible!" Elder Lan roared. "Zhong Ying reached fourth level Qi refining! Zhen Huacheng – demoted purple robe disciple – could push to sixth level when desperate! How could first level Qi refining trash like you slay them?"
Ye Yun shrugged. "Will you avenge them, Elder Lan? Should killers go unpunished? Dead men hold no value."
His gaze lifted fearlessly, cold as winter steel.
