Nine Revolutions Star Technique

The battle at Quanrong Mountain is not as simple as it appears.

Fa Nan, Fa An, Fa Xing, along with the other three-star Elders of Vajra Temple, could easily sweep over ninety percent of the sects in Southern Heaven if they joined hands. They had various ways to escape.

However.

They all perished on Quanrong Mountain, leaving only Fa An with a wisp of a lingering soul, albeit with a confused mind.

"To kill these six, surely it must be extraordinary; could those old monsters have acted…"

An old Earth Immortal clicked his tongue.

"Fa An was the most outstanding genius of Vajra Temple in a hundred years. Fa Nan was an Enlightened Monk with the Asura Bloodline. With their demise, along with almost securing the Relic, Vajra Temple is bound to pursue an uncompromising vendetta!"

Someone sighed.

"So, this is the Relic?"

Backyard.

Ye Qingchen fiddled with the golden orb in his hand, a hint of amusement flashing across his eyes.

In recent days.

With the Relic in hand, he could clearly feel that, although the vitality within him was still scarce, it was steadily increasing, slowly but surely.

"At this rate, it would take four or five hundred years to replenish vitality!" Ye Qingchen stroked his chin, "I wonder where I can find a few more Relics!"

Of course.

This thought was merely a whim.

After all.

Relics are even more precious than Heavenly and Earthly Treasures. Otherwise, the Buddhists wouldn't be crazily searching the entire city.

"Yet what surprised me was that the increase in vitality also brings another benefit, allowing me to boost my cultivation level. At the current speed, in a few days, I'll enter the Earth Immortal Fourth Layer!"

Ye Qingchen was slightly astonished.

But.

He quickly became indifferent.

For a cultivator, abundant vitality is akin to a continuous water source. Even with such deficient vitality, he could prove his way towards Earth Immortal; now that vitality is recovered, he naturally receives immediate feedback.

In the time that follows.

The Buddhists will inevitably scour the world for Relics, while Ye Qingchen leisurely goes into secluded cultivation.

However.

As the Martial Arts Conference approaches.

Many have turned their focus away from the Celestial Immortal Tomb. After all, to most, an unsolved mystery is not as exciting as the competition among the Thirty-Six Sects.

"Boom!"

Thunder echoed over Da Feng City.

Many directly saw Gu Shu from the Cloud Mist Sect spar with Zhou Feihong from the Cyan Flame Sect. However, both were highly restrained, separating upon contact, quickly disengaging. Then, rumors spread in Da Feng City that the two had personal grievances from years ago.

Soon afterward.

Outside Da Feng City, two giant beasts violently collided.

This time, it was a sky-shattering battle, with one of the protagonists being Sun Xuanji, who previously had a conflict with Ye Qingchen, and the other being Wu Wanli from the Thunder Shock Sect!

The two beasts shook mountains for several hours, almost flattening the rear of Quanrong Mountain before finally stopping.

Moreover.

Each day several battles would erupt, especially as the Martial Arts Conference commenced, the numbers simultaneously increased.

Of course.

Taotian Palace could not escape unscathed either, with Daluo Sect and Infinite Sect coming to challenge. Because Ye Qingchen was in closed-door cultivation, unaware of the external world, he did not respond, turning Taotian Palace into a laughingstock once again.

This scene especially left Li Yixing in a rage.

In the courtyard, his curses filled the air all day.

But he did not know.

Ye Qingchen's cultivation was steadily progressing towards Earth Immortal Fourth Layer.

One day, two days, three days…

Until the seventh day.

At this time.

Ye Qingchen sat cross-legged in the backyard.

His hands moved in spells, the Relic suspended before him, his chest heaving rhythmically.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

Each breath Ye Qingchen took stirred immense winds. Even, centered on his body, forming a massive vortex, transforming into a heaven-shocking tornado.

If not for the Grand Array set up around, the entire Da Feng City might be swept in.

However.

Just as his essence was about to reach its peak, the climbing momentum ultimately stalled.

"That's the third failure!"

Ye Qingchen slowly opened his eyes.

Over the past seven days, he had assaulted the Earth Immortal Third Layer repeatedly, but each attempt ended in failure.

"It seems the vitality from the Relic can only assist me to this point; to enter the Earth Immortal Fourth Layer, I still lack a catalyst!"

Ye Qingchen slightly frowned: "It's unfortunate that nothing fruitful was found in the Celestial Immortal Tomb. Otherwise, I could easily step over this threshold. Just now, at this juncture, where else can I seek these Spiritual Treasures?"

Just then.

His brow furrowed sharply, gazing outward.

He said in a deep voice:

"Li Yixing, what are you here for again?"

Outside the courtyard.

Li Yixing, who had just attended a banquet only to be ridiculed, with nowhere to unleash his resentment, was about to curse profusely as usual when he heard this voice, causing his heart to tremble.

He looked up toward the courtyard.

Though this courtyard had not changed a bit from his memory, for some reason, at this moment, it gave him a sense of fear, as if a ferocious beast lived within, ready to rise in wrath at any moment!

'How can I have such a feeling? It's simply absurd!'

Li Yixing shook his head and said sternly, "Ye Qingchen, you finally responded! You've been a coward for so many days; tomorrow is the Martial Arts Conference, you must attend!"

"What if I don't go?" Ye Qingchen frowned.

Li Yixing sneered, "If you don't go, I will report to the Sect Leader!"

"Hmm?"

Ye Qingchen's gaze darkened.

Having thought of something, his brow suddenly unfurled:

"Alright!"

"I'll go!"

...

Finally.

The Martial Arts Conference arrived.

On this day, the atmosphere in the entire Da Feng City was entirely different. The Celestial Dao Sect had already prepared the arena. The citizens of Da Feng City could look up and see a huge, lotus-shaped mountain floating high above.

Lotus Platform Mountain.

The Treasure of Celestial Dao Sect, shaped like a lotus platform, is the Magical Treasure of the sect's founding ancestor. This Martial Arts Conference will be fought on this Lotus Platform Mountain. Glancing from afar, the mountain is surrounded by runes and occult symbols, exceedingly mysterious.

Only members of the Thirty-Six Sects are qualified to climb Lotus Platform Mountain. As for other Earth Immortals and Loose Cultivators, they can only watch the battle from afar.

Some timid cultivators, under such an atmosphere, dared not even breathe loudly.

This is the triennial gathering of the Thirty-Six Sects of Southern Heaven to spar and settle grievances. Anyone daring to cause trouble at this time is transgressing the Thirty-Six Sects; no matter how vast your influence, it would lead to an unspeakable demise!

"Here they come! Here they come!"

With the first daylight, a group soared into the sky, directly ascending Lotus Platform Mountain, causing an uproarious cheer in the entire Da Feng City.

"That's Celestial Dao Sect!"

"Mountain-shaking Giant Beast, Sun Xuanji, they are from Daluo Sect!"

"Profound Nether Python, the beast reputed to rival the Mountain-shaking Giant Beast… Wu Wanli relies on this python, holding his own against Sun Xuanji!"

The crowd exclaimed.

All Thirty-Six Sects of Southern Heaven appeared, powerful figures revealing themselves, such momentum beyond imagination.

Hearing the exclamations, everyone from Taotian Palace wished they could hide their heads; they had become the laughingstock for everyone. Even Li Yixing, usually of profound calculative depth, felt distressed under the various contemptuous, mocking, and disdainful gazes surrounding him.

"Ye Qingchen, it's all because of you…"

Li Yixing almost ground his teeth, glaring coldly at Ye Qingchen.

"What does it have to do with me?" Ye Qingchen retorted bluntly.

"You!"

Li Yixing saw Ye Qingchen's indifferent attitude, ready to burst in anger but suddenly smirked coldly: "I hope you can continue to lord over everyone, overlook everything like now!"

Almost as soon as the words fell, a cold laughter unhesitantly echoed:

"Ye Qingchen, you cowardly turtle, finally willing to come out?"

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