Hearing Eternal Ancestor’s request, Ye Junlin couldn’t help but feel his hair stand on end, stepping back warily while giving a suspicious glare at the Middle-aged Man.
Who would’ve thought, looking at you all clean-cut, you’d have such weird preferences!
Eternal Ancestor seemed to realize something and cleared his throat awkwardly to mask the earlier embarrassment, quickly explaining:
“Ye Daoist, please don’t misunderstand. I mean I want to spar with you, just to see how big the gap between us really is!”
Although he knew Ye Junlin was powerful, he was more curious about their actual strength difference.
So, he made this decision.
Upon hearing this,
Ye Junlin secretly sighed in relief and smirked, “Well, you said it. If anything happens later, don’t blame me!”
“Ye Daoist is joking. This is just a friendly spar, right?” Eternal Ancestor’s eyelid twitched, deliberately emphasizing his words with a forced chuckle.
“Oh, let’s begin.”
Ye Junlin instinctively raised his hand.
This move made Eternal Ancestor retreat hundreds of feet, muscles tensed, fully focused on the silver-haired youth.
Ye Junlin showed no mercy, his right hand clenched into a fist, and a massive golden halo appeared behind him.
The halo was adorned with countless sacred patterns, spinning rapidly and radiating brilliant, unquenchable sunlight-like brilliance.
“This…” Eternal Ancestor’s mind shook. He felt the power of this punch would far exceed what he had previously withstood.
“Be careful; I’ll use all my strength for this punch!”
Whoosh!
In the next second, Ye Junlin’s fist charged forth with an explosive power, launching a golden fist wave that looked like the sun descending upon them, delivering a shocking visual impact.
Boom!
A gigantic barrier hidden within the Bamboo Grove instantly rose, trying to contain the horrifying shockwave as much as possible.
Otherwise, the entire mountain would be flattened!
Eternal Ancestor gritted his teeth, sealing with one hand and summoning his strongest ultimate skill to counter this attack.
“Eternal Seal!”
In an instant, a grand and majestic voice erupted from his mouth, echoing as if to intimidate the heavens.
A square, deep azure ancient seal appeared above his head, surrounded by countless immortal lights, exuding an ancient Dao rhythm of vastness and change over the ages.
Boom!!
In a split second, the Eternal Seal clashed with the golden fist wave, unleashing unparalleled terrifying waves of energy.
【Ding! Detected that the host is facing an attack from an Immortal Sovereign at the eighth level. Now triggering the passive effect of ‘strengthening in adversity,’ gaining cultivation level of Immortal Sovereign at the ninth level!】
System notification chimed.
Ye Junlin’s long, snow-white hair swirled wildly, and a confident smile spread across his face as a surge of even stronger cultivation aura erupted from his body.
“Eternal Daoist, after this move, you’ll be the one to lose!”
With his cultivation level suppressed, immortal power quality repressed, and laws outnumbered, just one move was enough to completely crush Eternal Ancestor.
“What…”
Feeling the insurmountable gap in power, despair flickered in Eternal Ancestor’s eyes.
The massive barrier shook violently, countless cracks appearing with a sound akin to breaking wood.
With a powerful surge of energy, the entire vast Bamboo Grove turned to ashes.
Even the towering mountain beneath them collapsed at a visible pace.
Dust clouded the sky, and rocks scattered everywhere.
Soon, it startled many disciples and elders within the sect.
“What’s happening?!”
“Isn’t that in the direction of the Ancestor?”
The sudden event prompted anxious shouts.
“Master, it’s bad! Ye Senior and the Ancestor are fighting!” Tang Yaoyao exclaimed in panic.
On the mountain peak, Luo Qingwu suddenly stood up, gazing into the distance.
Moments later, she waved her hand irritably, saying, “Stop making such a fuss; they’re just sparring.”
“Oh, is that so? That’s good!” Tang Yaoyao let out a sigh of relief, patting her mature chest.
At that moment, Luo Qingwu’s beautiful eyes sparkled as she suggested meaningfully, “Yaoyao, let’s just be straightforward with each other; no need to hide everything in our hearts. Holding it in feels awful!”
“Master, I don’t understand what you mean…” Tang Yaoyao seemingly caught on to something, her heart skipping, and she lowered her head to speak softly.
“Hehe.”
“Little girl, you’re pretty stubborn.”
Luo Qingwu rolled her eyes prettily, crossing her arms, “That morning, you were right outside, weren’t you?”
Tang Yaoyao’s heart jolted, too scared to utter a word.
“You must have figured out my relationship with Ye Daoist. We only had a simple physical relationship; it wasn’t mixed with too many emotional factors.”
“And I know you have feelings for him,” Luo Qingwu spoke seriously.
“If you knew that, then why did you sleep with him…” Tang Yaoyao’s eyes turned red, like a small rabbit, sounding somewhat wronged.
“Ahem, I just got carried away. But you know, these matters are always consensual; besides, how do you think you stand in Ye Daoist’s heart? Huh?”
Luo Qingwu went straight to the point, hitting Tang Yaoyao’s sore spot.
Upon hearing this,
Tang Yaoyao burst into tears, grief flooding her heart.
Master, isn’t that too hurtful?
But the truth is reasonable; it left her no room to retort.
Seeing the timing was right, Luo Qingwu reached out to wipe the tears off her disciple’s face, comforting her:
“Alright, alright, stop looking so pitiful. It’s just a man! Why let him cause you so much heartache? I’ve tried it; he’s actually quite good in that regard. How about I ask him to come over and play before he leaves the sect?”
“Consider it fulfilling one of your wishes!”
Luo Qingwu, with her unorthodox mindset, stated this as if it were perfectly normal.
“Ah?”
Tang Yaoyao almost doubted her ears, her pretty face flushed crimson, both embarrassed and angry, “Master, what are you saying! How can you say such things?”
She never expected her master would want Ye Senior to indulge the both of them before leaving.
Moreover, in the sect!
That’s way too bold!
Luo Qingwu, surprised, asked, “Don’t tell me you’re not keen? Or do you want to hog him all to yourself?”
“Yaoyao, think it through!”
“Ye Daoist is rather impressive; I’ve experienced his strength. If it’s just you against him, your little self definitely can’t handle it!”
Tang Yaoyao’s face turned beet red, “Master, stop it! I don’t want that!”
“Huh?”
Luo Qingwu raised an eyebrow, “Yaoyao, you won’t have any intersection with a person like Ye Daoist in the future. If you miss this chance, you won’t get it again; think about it!”
“Remember, don’t carry any heavy burdens, feeling ashamed about this. In my eyes, it’s just us two sharing him; there’s no class difference!”
Luo Qingwu, truly a remarkable woman, had a perspective that was different.
After some mental gymnastics, even Tang Yaoyao started to waver.
Yeah!
Ye Senior was like a dragon from the heavens, while I, Tang Yaoyao, was just a grasshopper on the ground, able to leap only so high. There’s no way we’d have deep connections in the future.
Even if I can’t win his heart now, at least I can have some fun with him, right?
Or maybe, years down the road, it could turn into a fond memory.
“Have you figured it out?” Luo Qingwu asked, tentatively.
Tang Yaoyao bit her lip, her gaze flickering, finally nodding, “Mm…”
“Alright, I’ll call him over then!” Luo Qingwu said excitedly.
Just thinking about teaming up with her disciple to regain what they lost made her heart filled with anticipation.