Checking in for 100,000 Years Chapter 1233: A Chance to Take Them All Down

"These Daluo Sword Fruits, have been pre-determined by the Nine Major Meridians?"

After hearing Li Chengtong’s words, Ye Yun said with a mocking smile, "Did not the Supreme Ancestor say that the eligibility for these Daluo Sword Fruits must be obtained through competition among disciples of various meridians? How come it changed when it came to the Palace Master? Unless, perhaps, you, Palace Master, hold a higher status than the Supreme Ancestor?"

Every word carried a deadly sting, piercing with ruthless precision.

Ye Yun wasn’t afraid of Li Chengtong, so he spoke bluntly and forcefully.

Upon hearing Ye Yun’s words.

Li Chengtong’s gaze shot over like a sword, speaking coldly, "Ye Chen, are you questioning this Palace Master?"

"Ridiculous!

Daluo Sword Palace is not a place where you, Li Chengtong, can dictate everything. Can I not question you?"

Ye Yun sneered.

Beside him, Liu Yiyi pursed her lips, chuckling softly.

Because she knew Brother Yun was formidable.

Not even ten Li Chengtongs could defeat her Brother Yun.

"Very well!"

Li Chengtong was so furious his whole body trembled, eager to strike down the two troublemakers from the Daluo Region.

But he didn’t act rashly, nor could he.

Li Chengtong strode out of the pavilion.

Outside, he suddenly turned and sneered, "Ye Chen, I now declare as the Palace Master that you are disqualified from the competition!"

"You don’t have that right!

If the Supreme Ancestor says so, then I’ll quit the competition!"

Ye Yun laughed heartily.

Facing Li Chengtong’s threat, he didn’t care at all.

The so-called competition meant nothing to Ye Yun.

Swoosh!

Li Chengtong’s face turned grim as he suddenly waved a large hand.

The surrounding mountain range flashed with light, and abruptly a formation rose.

The formation cast beams of colorful light, instantly enveloping the entire pavilion.

"Humph! Truly, where there’s poor landscape, there’s troublesome folks. You two outland bumpkins should reflect deeply; once you’ve understood, I’ll let you out!"

Leaving a final word, Li Chengtong waved his sleeve and left.

Looking at the light shield outside the pavilion, Ye Yun stood still, then smiled.

He drew his sword, pretending to chop at the shield twice.

Bang bang!

Despite the flashing light, the shield formed by the formation remained intact.

"Seems we’re trapped..."

Ye Yun raised an eyebrow, smiling subtly.

"Indeed, Senior Brother."

Liu Yiyi smiled and nodded, seemingly already understanding Ye Yun’s plan, choosing not to reveal it.

Far in the clouds, seeing this scene, Li Chengtong couldn’t help but smile maliciously.

What can two little bumpkins achieve, even if one is a promising Sword Dao Pride?

This formation is incredibly solid; even a swordmaster at the Ten Layer Divine Esteemed Realm cannot break through.

Let alone Ye Chen, a God Venerate Realm Fifth Layer.

Feeling satisfied after observing from the clouds, Li Chengtong left.

His actions today naturally had a motive.

Besides the Head Teacher of the Ninth Spiritual Vein, he gained the support of all Eight Great Ministers.

Three days later.

When the competition for the Daluo Sword Fruit begins, he’ll release Liu Yiyi to compete, as for Ye Chen, he’ll remain confined.

No matter if this comes to the attention of the Supreme Ancestor, it’s unlikely to be questioned.

After all, the law doesn’t affect the majority.

Li Chengtong’s bottom line was that the Ninth Spiritual Vein can only obtain one Daluo Sword Fruit, and absolutely not two.

Therefore, Ye Chen must stay confined.

...

Inside the pavilion.

"That guy has left..."

Ye Yun chuckled lightly and looked at Liu Yiyi, "Initially, I just wanted to compete for one Daluo Sword Fruit, now as a result of Li Chengtong’s divine intervention, I’ve got the chance to seize them all!"

Liu Yiyi giggled, "Brother Yun, the other Eight Great Ministers will surely cry endlessly!"

"Haha, let them cry till they drop dead instead!"

Ye Yun laughed aloud.

"Hahaha..."

After a fit of laughter, Ye Yun eyed the light shield and said, "Yiyi, you should understand what I mean. Now, I plan not to leave and let the bullets fly a bit longer..."

"Mm!"

Liu Yiyi nodded.

She understood Brother Yun’s intentions.

This formation fundamentally can’t trap Brother Yun. When the formal competition begins, Brother Yun will break through the formation and emerge, causing a great upset.

By that time, even if the situation escalates, it will be impossible for the Supreme Ancestor to favor anyone.

...

Following this.

Ye Yun began guiding Liu Yiyi to practice the Killing Sword Technique.

Time slowly passed, and three days quickened by.

Suddenly... outside the Daluo Sword Palace’s Void Place, a fluctuation occurred.

A vortex-shaped entrance gradually materialized.

A powerful force acted on the sword qi of the Nine Major Meridians, drawing them into the Secret Realm.

"That’s the Supreme Ancestor hastening the maturity of Daluo Sword Fruit!"

"Nine sword qis soaring together, how majestic! Our Daluo Sword Palace has never seen such a spectacle!"

The disciples of the Nine Major Meridians discussed fervently, unable to conceal their excitement.

At this moment, the Nine Great Sect Leaders were gathered in the Sect Leader’s Main Hall.

Outside the grand hall, some Disciples of Heaven’s Pride in the God Venerable Realm stood.

Not many in number.

Only about a hundred.

Of which, the Ninth Spiritual Vein had none.

This was because the disciples in the Ninth Spiritual Vein weren’t highly skilled; they believed having senior brother Ye Chen and Liu Yiyi was sufficient for competition, so the others voluntarily forfeited.

Yu Xiaofei was the first to withdraw.

"Strange, where are Ye Chen and Liu Yiyi, why haven’t they come?"

Gazing outside, Ninth Master flickered his gaze, feeling somewhat puzzled.

"Ninth Master, don’t bother searching, Ye Chen defied the Palace Master and is now confined in the West Pavilion!"

The Seventh Sect Leader beside him sneered as he spoke.

Confined?

How did Ye Chen find himself confronting Li Chengtong?

The Ninth Master felt a jolt of concern, realizing the situation seemed unfavorable.

Glancing around at the Eight Great Ministers who all harbored gleeful expressions, he suddenly understood.

This group, including Palace Master Li Chengtong — they had collaborated in digging a deep pit for the Ninth Spiritual Vein.

And Ye Chen and Liu Yiyi accidentally fell into it, now completely controlled.

"You all... isn’t this too much?"

Furious, Ninth Master clenched his fists, his eyes red with rage.

"Not excessive, your Ninth Spiritual Vein found two outsiders to compete for Daluo Sword Palace, that’s cheating itself. Giving you an opportunity now is already a generous gesture..."

Li Chengtong’s gaze shone as he spoke indifferently to Ninth Master.

"You..."

Ninth Master’s face turned red like a pig’s liver, taking a deep breath to suppress the anger within, he spoke steadily:

"Palace Master, Eight Sect Leaders, you’re not worried the Supreme Ancestor will hold you all accountable afterward?"

"The law doesn’t affect many; the Supreme Ancestor will naturally balance the Nine Major Meridians instead of letting Ninth Spiritual Vein rise alone..."

Li Chengtong shook his head, smiling coldly without concern.

Upon hearing Li Chengtong’s words, Ninth Master quivered in anger.

This group collaborated to bully him alone.

Utterly unfair.

"Ninth Master, Liu Yiyi will come to compete, so you still have one spot, isn’t that enough?"

Li Chengtong’s face was indifferent.

"Alright then!"

After intense internal struggle, Ninth Master sighed helplessly.