Chapter 101

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Chapter 101: Shang Wuyang

Yi Yu believed that he was the fastest on the entire fourth floor of Cloud Sea Tower.

He was not good at fighting, relying solely on the speed inherent to the Wing clan to reach the fourth floor. In previous battles, he evaded enemy attacks with his superb agility. Since he didn’t need source power to fly, he would defeat opponents once they exhausted their source power.

To his great surprise, Wen Yun was following the same path as him, but at a much higher level.

What was even more troublesome was that Wen Yun’s source power was overwhelming. While Yi Yu’s wings were tired from flapping, she showed no signs of fatigue. Taking advantage of the moment when Yi Yu’s flying speed slowed down, she unleashed a large-scale magic attack!

Yi Yu panicked. Both at the Ascension Stage, why did his younger sister have such abundant source power? Even those from the Wing clan who had withstood ninety Heavenly Thunder Strikes were not as exaggerated. How many Heavenly Thunder Strikes had she endured?

"Wait!"

He threw down a Frozen Land.

"Wait… Aah!"

Another sky full of fire and rain poured down.

"I give up… Ah!"

Yi Yu didn’t have time to escape outside the arena, and saw Wen Yun changing the huge staff in her hand to a two-handed grip, swinging it towards herself as if swinging a sword, forcefully hitting back Yi Yu who was already flying towards the arena!

Yi Yu’s head was spinning from being hit so hard.

He had seen many cultivators skilled in magic, as a large number of cultivators preferred specializing in magic and not physical combat.

However, their staffs were used as aids in casting spells, emphasizing graceful and elegant movements.

Who has ever seen someone using a staff as a sword! Who has seen such a strange melee mage!

"How can such a beautiful girl like you be so rude!"

"What’s wrong, girl?"

Wen Yun got very angry as soon as she heard that, and immediately gave another scolding, "You look down on women, don’t you? Weren’t you also born from your mother’s egg?"

Yi Yu wanted to escape, but Wen Yun, who had already locked onto his flight path using Divine Sense, quickly made an accurate prediction and struck him with her staff again.

"No, we Wing clan people are not born from eggs!" He clarified this misunderstanding passionately.

Why do outsiders always think that winged people come from eggs?

They are people with wings, not birds with human bodies!

Wen Yun hesitated for a moment, coughed casually to disguise her embarrassment, and glared back angrily, "I’ll hit you whether you were born from an egg or not!"

Seeing Wen Yun approaching with her huge staff, Yi Yu lying on the ground suddenly shrank his pupils.

She actually wants to kill me!

"Wait a minute, you want to kill me? We have no quarrel, I even once admired you, but you are preparing to harm me like this—"

Yi Yu was crying while speaking, feeling extremely sad in his heart.

"Huh?"

Wen Yun raised her head in confusion and looked at the pitiful Winged person on the ground, not understanding what he was tearfully complaining about.

She frowned at Yi Yu and said, "Get up, don’t kneel here."

Was she saying that kneeling and begging for mercy was useless?!

Yi Yu’s wings drooped, his head hung low, and he dared not utter any of the earlier words about only the strong being worthy of beautiful women. He was afraid that any wrong move would get him killed. He nervously stared at Wen Yun’s hand, ready to escape from the arena when she was not looking.

That pure white hand reached out to him…

It’s happening now!

Yi Yu quickly rolled away, looking awkward in his movements, but he managed to escape the dangerous arena and return to the safety of the outside area.

He instantly felt better and started laughing loudly at Wen Yun, taunting her with a mischievous look in his eyes, "Haha, you want to kill me? Well, it might be too late now!"

However, to his surprise, Wen Yun just looked at him with a puzzled expression, showing no disappointment or annoyance that her attack had failed. She didn’t retract her outstretched hand, but instead reached straight for where Yi Yu had been kneeling earlier…

Then she picked up a few fallen tail feathers from the fight on the ground.

One, two feathers…

Ten thousand Origin Crystals, twenty thousand Origin Crystals…

Who’s talking about killing? Why would you keep this guy around for a long time and then pluck his feathers to make money?

Yi Yu looked incredulously as Wen Yun picked up feathers from the ground, not even sparing him a glance. Recalling the two instances when she had paid attention to him before, it seemed to be when she gave him the feathers as well…

He felt a mix of emotions and couldn’t believe it as he demanded, "Am I less attractive to you than these few feathers?!"

Wen Yun felt admitting it would hurt his feelings, so she discreetly nodded her head.

The winged man turned pale instantly, the blow just now didn’t hurt as much as this one.

Humans are worse than animals?

After being defeated, Yi Yu returned dejectedly to the hundredth arena.

Fortunately, there were no new challengers on the fourth level this month. Otherwise, in his current state, he might have been beaten back to the third level.

As one of the most outstanding young people in the Wing clan, Yi Yu still had considerable prestige among his own kind. The news of his advancement to the fourth level had long been spread among the people of the Wing clan.

So that night, when he walked into the best tavern in Cloud Sea City with a blank expression and drank bitter wine, a group of winged people crowded around him.

"Brother Yi Yu, have you advanced in rank again this month?"

Yi Yu held the wine glass without answering, and asked back, "One who ascends within a hundred years… No, when I met her, she probably wasn’t even a hundred."

He struggled to recall for a moment, but could not determine Wen Yun’s exact age level. He could only vaguely remember how she looked when he first met her, not more than a hundred years old.

"Can ascend within a hundred years?"

People of the same clan caught onto this key phrase, looked at each other, and wondered, "Isn’t this considered a genius who hasn’t appeared in the world? Which family produces one has to widely publicize it, but I haven’t heard of any in the past few hundred years."

"If we truly talk about ascending within a hundred years, apart from the few who fell early, those who survive now are all renowned powerful beings. If we carefully calculate the past two thousand years… there seems to be only one like Shang Wuyang from the Dongxuan World, right? The other outstanding talents, who are on par with him, all seem to have ascended after reaching a hundred years."

Yi Yu frowned, wanting to judge based on bone age, but that requires a careful examination… She thought that Wen Yun must have a youthful appearance, which is why she made a wrong judgment.

How could she be as powerful as those outstanding talents from the great realms? Moreover, she came from the resource-scarce lower realm. It’s probably been over a thousand years. Cultivating for so long, her source power is strong, her combat experience is rich, but not particularly extraordinary.

After consoling herself in this way, Yi Yu’s melancholic mood improved slightly after leaving the Cloud Sea Tower.

However, her clan members came over with a smile, offered her a drink, and casually said, "Speaking of which, although we don’t know the specific rankings within the Cloud Sea Tower, those who are well-informed have counted and found that in the past hundred years, the Cloud Sea Tower has seen several strong contenders emerging, unlike the peaceful past centuries."

"The top three levels are beyond our reach, let’s not discuss that for now."

It is said that only a few people exist on the top three levels of the tower, and those who enter the tower will all wear masks to conceal their identities. If they remove the mask, it is highly likely that they are a ruler of one of the great realms.

In the sixth level of the magical realm challengers, there is a strong person who has cleared thirty-two levels in a year. Their exact identity is still unknown, but they have defeated thirty-two opponents in a row. That’s really impressive."

"Moving on to the second level, there is a sword cultivator who is said to be the best, using a wooden sword. He has held the top position for over sixty years, but has not advanced to higher levels. People below now see him as the number one below the ascended ones."

He mentioned several more people, while Yi Yu listened with little interest.

Until–

"Of course, the most mysterious one is that pretty young girl. Some have glimpsed her emblem, it seems to say… Cloud?"

Yi Yu shivered subconsciously, remembering today’s terrifying encounter with the giant staff.

After a moment of silence, he blurted out, "What happened to her?"

"She has gained some fame now. It is said that her combat instincts are terrifyingly strong. She always can predict others’ moves, and no one has been able to figure out her fighting style. They are always exhausted by her and then thrown out of the ring. But I’ve heard she is a very gentle female cultivator, and has never used deadly force."

So she’s become so famous now.

Is she still known for being "gentle"?

Surrounded by astonished looks from her own kind, Yi Yu expressionlessly slammed the wine glass onto the table, pushed her chair back, and limped out.

Behind her, other Wing clan members whispered to each other–

"Why is Yi Yu limping?"

"Maybe she met a tough opponent? But even with Yi Yu’s speed, to be injured this badly, hmm, the attacker seems quite ruthless."

*

Besides Yi Yu, who was severely injured inside the Cloud Sea Tower, there were also Zhu Erchong and Shen Xinghai who were eagerly looking to meet the upper realm cultivators.

Although these two didn’t lose their lives, they both took a beating and had to be carried back by a young fire dragon.

Wen Yun turned to look at them lying flat on the ground, and smiled as she said to Ye Shubai, "Just as you wished, they have been through a lot."

Ye Shubai silently looked at something, then casually said, "Not enough."

Zhu Erchong, who had been playing dead, suddenly moved and questioned, "Are you kidding? This isn’t enough?!"

He pointed to his twisted arm, tears in his eyes, and said, "Ancestral Master Ye, my hand is already broken. Do you want me to break my foot too?"

In fact, Zhu Erchong twisted his own hand, using his special skill. He had used this trick on his own teacher before, and it never failed.

But it was clear that the ancestral master was much more ruthless than his teacher.

Ye Shubai calmly walked up to him, didn’t seem to do anything special, just lightly touched Zhu Erchong’s arm with two fingers pressed together…

"Ah!"

Zhu Erchong let out a sharp cry like a pig, his injured hand instinctively pulled back, and the twisted bones instantly returned to normal.

Wen Yun’s eyes widened in amazement as she looked at Ye Shubai and exclaimed, "You can actually heal bones by pressing acupoints? How come I didn’t know you had this skill?"

Ye Shubai bit his lip, a slight smile appearing in his eyes.

He quietly said, "I just casually tapped him."

"Casually?"

"Yes, but I hit him a bit hard, he couldn’t pretend anymore because it hurt."

"…"

Lately, Immortal Su Yuan has been obsessed with building a town outside the gates of the Qingliu Sword Sect. He plans to recruit disciples there and attract investors to create the second city in the Cloud Sea, and so on.

Since he was too busy to educate his two grandsons, the task fell to Ye Shubai, his ancestral master.

Unlike the lazy Immortal Su Yuan, Ye Shubai is strict and disciplined in his practice, even Wen Yun can’t be lazy under his guidance.

Let alone Zhu Erchong and Shen Xinghai.

"Wait for me at The First Peak before sunrise tomorrow."

Zhu Erchong never expected that in the world of cultivation, he would get scolded by his master every day, and even after escaping to Cloud Sea World, he still had to endure daily scoldings from his ancestral master.

Just the thought of having to relive the humiliation of being defeated by Ye Shubai’s swordsmanship made Zhu Erchong, who usually slept soundly, unable to sleep. With a heavy heart, he made his way to The First Peak, ready to confide in his only companion.

Little did he know, Shen Xinghai had no interest in hearing his complaints.

Because there was water everywhere here!

"Junior Brother Shen, why is there such a thick layer of clouds in your yard? Gosh, this rain is too heavy, your roof has collapsed!"

Shen Xinghai was already soaked through, but he just glanced at Zhu Erchong faintly, not intending to move.

"Martial Brother Zhu, I’ll be honest with you. Ever since I returned to the island, this rain cloud has been following me."

As he spoke, he opened an umbrella, and then Zhu Erchong saw those intelligent clouds gather under the umbrella, shielding Shen Xinghai’s head from the rain!

Zhu Erchong was stunned.

What left him stunned was Shen Xinghai’s next words –

"I believe this is my great opportunity!" Shen Xinghai looked determinedly at the clouds and even had a bright smile on his face, "As the saying goes, one cannot see a rainbow without experiencing storms. I must have encountered a test set by a powerful being in the Cloud Sea World. After going through these challenges, I will definitely gain something!"

After saying these bold words, Shen Xinghai enthusiastically began practicing swordsmanship in the pouring rain.

Zhu Erchong, "…"

All his fellow disciples seemed to have some issues.

Ye Shubai did not understand Zhu Erchong’s sadness, nor did he sympathize with Shen Xinghai being drenched in the rain…

Oh well, he wasn’t upset; he was actually quite happy.

In the moment when the golden dawn pierced through the wispy clouds, Ye Shubai gracefully approached with his sword in hand, standing tall at the peak to guide the two in their training.

"Last night, I taught you the technique to control energy. Do not use spiritual power to control the sword, try using energy instead."

"What? You still haven’t grasped it after a night? Keep trying, it’s not high here, you won’t get hurt if you fall."

Although he wasn’t very old, he was the most authoritative figure on the path of sword cultivation. After some calm and precise guidance, both Zhu Erchong and Shen Xinghai improved greatly.

Wen Yun, who had nothing to do, quietly approached him, smiling and praised, "No wonder you have taught three good disciples, you are very skilled at teaching."

Ye Shubai turned his head slightly to look at her and corrected seriously, "It’s four."

Seeing Wen Yun’s disappointed face, he lifted the corners of his lips slightly, but soon, the smile faded away.

The wind on the mountaintop seemed to be stronger, making the white clothes on Ye Shubai rustle.

His expression grew more and more serious.

Wen Yun noticed something was wrong, "What’s the matter?"

"There was a strange but familiar feeling approaching."

Ye Shubai looked up at the sky above Cloud Sea World, where the morning light was perfect, the sky was bright blue, everything seemed ordinary, yet everything felt extraordinary.

Wen Yun was stunned, before she could ask, the Message Jade Slip around her waist suddenly lit up.

The voice of Immortal Su Yuan came urgently from the other end, "Little Yun girl, Kid Ye! I heard in Cloud Sea City that people from Dongxuan World are coming to Cloud Sea World! They claim to challenge Cloud Sea Tower, but they might be investigating the deaths of those few people. I am hiding in the city now, afraid to show myself again, I will come back when things calm down, don’t worry about me!"

After a moment of whispers from the other end, an astonished voice of Immortal Su Yuan came through.

"Oh my goodness? How can it be Shang Wuyang?!"