I Am Supreme

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Emmie could feed on the spiritual Qi from the heaven and earth spiritual herbs that were largely beneficial to it, even as it planted them. Handling the steels, on the contrary, was pure manual labor, without any profit. It would be strange if any form of excitement could be generated when it was mentioned.

"Emmie, you must think of it this way. The more hardworking you are, the more mystical steel essence that you could sort out; the more goods we have, the more heaven and earth treasures I get to exchange."

Yun Yang attempted to persuade it kindly.

"Look, if you could produce an exquisite treasured saber with a wag of your finger, I guarantee that the heaven and earth treasures we have here can at least increase by ten plants!"

"Ya? Yaya?" Emmie asked, unsure of how a saber could be traded into ten herbs of heaven and earth treasures.

"Maybe it could be more than ten!" Yun Yang said with a nod and promised it in all earnestness, "It's not impossible that we may gain twenty to even thirty plants!"

"Ayaya?" Emmie was still confused, but it was obvious that its interest was piqued now.

The process was actually meaningless to Emmie as long as the outcome was there. Yun Yang would not lie to it with something as serious as their personal profit. Emmie had always been confident about this.

"You see, while these heaven and earth treasures that you cultivate have a bright future, they're of little use now. All of them are too young, their efficacy limited."

Yun Yang continued to fortify his persuasion.

"It's better to exchange them with a batch of fresh, high-quality goods. Besides, as long as you make that tiny bit of effort and produce a few amazing weapons, you can wait for the return of an endless supply of the heaven and earth treasures!"

"Ayaya!"

Unsurprisingly, Emmie had been successfully coaxed by Yun Yang.

Crack!

A piece of the steel was refined at the very next instant.

Crack!

The same was done to another piece.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

…

The Whiteys and Jiji were chasing each other in the divine sense space's gardens, occasionally circling Yun Yang and calling out to him.

Although it was quite lonely and boring here without other creatures except for the few of them, the spiritual Qi was unprecedentedly rich.

To the Whiteys and Jiji, the atmosphere, abundant with spiritual Qi, came first. Be it mystical beasts, spiritual beasts, or Yao beasts, capability was their eternal priority. Therefore, they greeted Yun Yang when he came to the deific consciousness space, but most of the time, they were intent upon cultivating and improving themselves.

Seeing that Emmie was working diligently, Yun Yang shifted his attention to the Whiteys.

The four Whiteys still looked the same, like balls of velvet, but Whitey Five had changed a lot. Not only was it much larger in size, but its speed was also distinctly slower than the other four Whiteys. The natural genetic superiority was plain to sight.

Jiji was, as always, still exceptionally ugly. There were only a few feathers on its initially bald wings, barely covering itself, while its two thin legs were still barren. There were three strands of hair on its head and another lonely piece of quill on its buttocks.

It was already repulsively ugly and the sole pinion on its buttocks kept swaying annoyingly… Yun Yang rolled his eyes.

What species was this fellow supposed to be? Even with the spiritual Qi that filled the deific consciousness space and the extended period of time, its hairless body could not even grow ten quills. Yun Yang really did not know what to say.

Nevertheless, it could not be a crow…

"Say, what are you?" Yun Yang murmured stroking the three plumes on Jiji's head, "Could you actually be a pure-blooded phoenix? But, if you are… you wouldn't be a baldy after so long, would you?"

"Ji - ji - ji - ji!" Jiji cried out excitedly and snuggled to Yun Yang, flapping its wings; its sharp beak pecked Yun Yang twice, making two small holes on his clothes.

Yun Yang's lips twitched as he looked at his clothes. He was - he was wearing Ice Silk!

The Ice Silk was a product of the Ten Thousand Year Ice Silkworm. It was of unique quality and exceptional resilience. Not only was it invincible to sabers and swords, but it could also absorb all kinds of attacking forces. A garment made of the Ice Silk could deflect incoming weapons in addition to being strongly resistant to physical attacks.

How did the two holes come by then, with this bird's sharp beak that pecked like it was eating a fruit? What was the beak made of?

It was a good thing, however. A tiny beak that was not fully grown was already capable of such attacking ability. It had to be extraordinary. Yun Yang could only comfort himself with this form of guesswork.

In spite of this, Yun Yang rejected his initial assumption regarding what this tiny creature was.

What was its species?

Yun Yang had the feeling that it was not as simple as it being a pure-blooded phoenix. There was still the Yao race in the Bound of Universe; he would figure out a way to ask about Jiji when he met them…

After assigning Emmie its task, Yun Yang exited the divine sense space without lingering. After all, there were still nineteen disciples outside, waiting to be trained.

…

On the journey away from the Residence of Nine Supremes, Xiao Wuyi was remarkably enthusiastic. Unsuppressed passion and liberation filled his square face. For the usually calm and collected Chief of the General Commerce League who rarely showed his emotions, such an ardent display of feelings was truly a rare sight.

The several men around him were not surprised.

Xiao Wuyi had gained a strand of the Qi of Dao in this trip! This was a stroke of luck!

With the support of the Qi of Dao, it was foreseeable that Xiao Wuyi's cultivation progress after this would develop speedily. When he thoroughly grasped the enlightenment, his cultivation base would escalate to unimaginable heights.

Lang Fantian looked indifferent, but his mind was preoccupied; not regarding Xiao Wuyi or the General Commerce League, it was his lingering on his own personal matters. Yun Yang's words echoed in his mind -"Vice Chief Lang, I'll try to get a portion of the energy for you too if there's a chance in the future."

Both Song Changgong and Li Yixin moved swiftly, shoulder to shoulder. They looked impassive as well, but they were actually talking to each other with their psychic voices.

"Yixin, what do you think about the Residence of Nine Supremes?"

"Extraordinary!"

"Hmm… have you noticed their disciples?"

"Of course. Maybe you hardly had time for other things as you were conditioning my body during the time we stayed there, but I have discovered things that were of exceptional interest."

"Chief and the rest were not there for long, so they wouldn't have taken notice. I, however, see everything."

"Me too."

"I'd love to get two heirs from the residence… These children are like pure jade, hidden in the rocks - pure, flawless jade. The Residence of Nine Supremes is slowly peeling the rocky layers away…"

"I really don't know how the Residence of Nine Supremes filter those so-called geniuses from the crowd and keep these buried treasures away…"

"The Residence of Nine Supremes isn't as simple as it looks," Song Changgong said faintly, "I suspect that… they have the unique Art of Tempering Bones and Extracting Meridians…"

"I beg your pardon?"

"Have you felt a vague sense of oppression around us during this period of time? And, every time you try to find it, you find nothing?"