Chapter 818

Chapter 818: Proposal?

“Such terrifying speed.” Ye Yun marveled at how quickly he’d traversed two realms using the boundary-breaking symbol Shen Zhongyang had given him. The rune’s power surpassed ordinary treasures, evident from its ability to leave the cliffside utterly barren after his departure. During his fight with the black mountain beast, he’d deliberately avoided using the Sword Path Domain. Prolonged reliance on it would’ve only hastened his defeat.

Though uneasy about needing the Ancestor’s aid, Ye Yun accepted the outcome. Lingering resentment served no purpose—his current weakness was undeniable. For now, he’d focus on gradual progress rather than futile stubbornness.

Letting go of perfectionism, Ye Yun gazed at the drifting clouds around the cliff. Time was short. With a flash of white light, he vanished from the edge.

“Hm?” Shen Zhongyang paused mid-reading, sensing spatial fluctuations. Setting down his jade tablet, he grinned. “Elder Ye Yun returns unscathed? Impressive. I expected this to take weeks, not two days.”

Rising to greet Ye Yun, Shen Zhongyang boomed, “Name any request henceforth, and I’ll fulfill it.”

Ye Yun smiled. The promise was worth the effort, especially given their eight-level cultivation gap. Even at his peak with the Immortal spirit body, challenging Shen Zhongyang would’ve been impossible. Handing over the magic source crystal from his Storage Treasure, he watched the elder depart eagerly, clutching the prize.

Ye Yun left shortly after. The Immortal Dao Sect’s competition might still be ongoing. If Shui Lingling fought hard, she might reach the finals—though Jun Ruolan’s presence complicated matters. Post-Xumi Treasure, Jun Ruolan’s cultivation had skyrocketed, while Ye Yun remained stuck at the First Level of the Earth Immortal realm. The disparity gnawed at him.

The Ancestor scoffed. “Blame yourself for defying the heavenly tribulation.”

“What’s done is done,” Ye Yun replied flatly.

“Your path’s clear now. Walk it yourself.” The Ancestor’s chuckle faded as Ye Yun reappeared at the competition arena.

Elder Xing eyed him. “Where’d you vanish?”

“Matters needed handling.” Ye Yun nodded toward the stage. Shui Yingying had already won her match. Shui Lingling’s turn approached, her opponent no match for her Third Level Earth Immortal realm strength.

Yet Ye Yun’s attention drifted to Feng Xue Yi of the Star Sword Sect. Her Sword Path radiated hidden ferocity beneath its elegant facade—a stark contrast to Du Jianyin’s icy demeanor. Had Ye Yun retained his Immortal spirit body, overpowering her would’ve been feasible. Now, victory demanded the Sword Path Domain and cunning.

His musing halted as cheers erupted. Shui Lingling triumphed effortlessly, grinning at her sister’s teasing.

“Another proposal?” Shui Lingling rolled her eyes when He Xiaoan approached the elders. The yellow-clad Seven-Star Sect heir declared his marriage bid, offering his sect’s allegiance as dowry.

Chaos followed. Shui Lingling yawned. “They’re just desperate for protection.”

“He’s not bad-looking,” Shui Yingying teased.

“Three centuries to reach Sixth Level Earth Immortal? Pathetic.” Shui Lingling snorted. “If Moon Goddess Palace proposed, I’d worry. But this? An Shuiyan would flatten their sect by dawn.”

Elder Xing’s roar silenced the crowd. “You dare treat our genius as a bargaining chip?!”

He Xiaoan stiffened. “My feelings are genuine! The Seven-Star Sect’s allegiance—”

“Enough!” Elder Xing’s aura flared.

A chuckle interrupted them. All eyes turned to the smirking youth beside Elder Xing. He Xiaoan paled. “You?!”