I Am Supreme

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Elder Dong wore an expression of naked envy and jealousy on his face.

'F*ck, why can't I ever have such a divine encounter? If your father could have the Innate Spiritual Marrow, being invincible would not be an impossibility! This old man could even crush the Sacred Heart Palace!'

'Now, it's given to this young junior with a shallow cultivation base. It's a disastrous waste of treasure!'

'This old man has fought someone for a spiritual shrub before, when I roamed the martial world in the past. I beat his brains out, but I didn't manage to get my hands on the herb… This kid is a baby, but he's eaten the gem while he was doing a number two…'

'That gem appears for only a quarter of an hour in at least six thousand years…'

Dong Qitian gazed into the sky with a grave look, looking for all the world as if he wanted to go up and ask, "Oh heavens, did you mean for all this to happen?"

Although this was not a moment he could or should laugh at, Yun Yang felt a sudden impulse to do so. It was amazing to think that an antique who had lived for a few millenniums like Elder Dong had would actually look so upset because of this matter…

"Cough!" Yun Yang tried to comfort him. "Elder Dong, everyone has their providence. It's just a small encounter of the disciple. With how high your status stands, you don't have to be so begrudging about the whole matter…"

'Begrudging?'

'What are you saying to me, child? Me? Begrudging? Where?!'

'Heh heh…'

Dong Qitian glared sullenly at Yun Yang before he spoke faintly, "You're right, everyone has their providence. We can't ask for it… Yun Yang, you seem to have made progress again from the last time? You're one with incredible providence, aren't you?"

Yun Yang nodded. "Elder Dong has good eyes."

"Your improvement is remarkably swift… Cultivators of levels Saint and above would prioritize personal disposition. One must train his state of mind lest there's a chance for the internal demon to strike. Why don't we spar, while I suppress my cultivation base to third-tier Saint pinnacle? This old man will train you and remove the hidden risk," Dong Qitian said in a single exhalation.

Yun Yang vaguely felt that something was wrong, but what Dong Qitian said was the maxim of cultivation. It was true; one must train and fully grasp the advance after each leap. It would be better if an ace cultivator helped out with this exercise.

Yun Yang was incredibly willing. He was excited, anticipating the said activity. "Please do, Elder Dong."

"Heh, let's begin now then."

A few moments later, Yun Yang's cries filled the hall that was sealed with Dong Qitian's divine sense…

The monster antique who had been alive for several thousand years was incomparable to ordinary people, no matter his experience, knowledge or judgment. Even if their cultivation base were similar, the result was instantly announced during the actual combat. To fight on the same level was a rather difficult task with such restraints in place.

…

The respected Leader Supreme Cloud did not show himself for a good two days after the sparring bout.

The daily task arrangement was relayed through the Nine Supremes Dictum, adding a sense of mystery to their vaunted leader out of the blue. All disciples and the Demiurge-Flawed Ten were puzzled.

'What's up with boss? Closed-door training? It doesn't look like it…'

'What's up with master? Closed-door training? It doesn't look like it…'

'What's up with Lead Supreme? Closed-door training? Doesn't look like it…'

'Could he be creating a mysterious atmosphere and secretly preparing an ultimate trump card, just the way the legends had it?'

The reality was that there were three bumps on Yun Yang's head, raised neatly side by side.

After two days, his bruised and swollen face had healed, but the three large bumps on the top of his head had only gone down half their size despite Emmie's mystical prowess.

When he had just been beaten up, Yun Yang had looked like he had four heads stacked together. It was a horrible sight. While the three bumps were still visible now, they could still be considered concealed with some hair over it.

Yun Yang heaved a deep sigh looking at his reflection on the mirror.

"Why?"

"Hehe… Because I'm… begrudging…"

Yun Yang felt that he must have lost his mind then when he recalled the conversation. He had sent himself on a silver platter right after provoking a masterly expert whom he still had no idea of his actual capability. This was asking for torture, total suicide! He had no one to blame.

In retrospect, this period of time seemed to be the most peaceful time he had experienced since he had ascended to the Bound of Universe from Tianxuan Continent. There were no accidents or surprises; no one came to find fault and no one came to visit out of boredom, even the General Commerce League had stopped pestering him. The Black and White Ruthless Duo, the Feathers-Off-A-Swallow, the Raiders of All But God, too, seemed to become a thing of the past.

It was calm and serene, with no ripples or waves.

It was not only the Residence of Nine Supremes. The entire martial world was similarly peaceful.

It was like entering utopia; it was not that one had no war against the world, it was that there was no war across the world!

The only noise was probably from the Residence of Nine Supremes still setting out for missions every now and then to wipe out the human trafficking organizations. However, that was even more mind-boggling. It had been a while since the residence attacked the organizations; Yun Yang had estimated that the upper line of these organizations would have come to them long ago, but the reality was nowhere near his expectations. There was no one, no forces, that came looking for trouble.

It - it seemed overly peaceful.

People said that whenever something was unusual, there must always be someone behind it. Yun Yang was bewildered by the current serenity, thus he immediately sent Qian Duoduo out to collect hearsay and information. According to the latter, the whole Bound of Universe seemed to be incredibly quiet, so much so that even the sects and schools bearing the Celestial Luck Banners that were previously quite active had shut themselves in; it was like everything in the outside world was irrelevant to them and they only wanted to live their lives in peace.

Yun Yang was acutely aware that things did not feel right. Was it still the martial world to be in such tranquility? This was probably the state of a retirement home…

If it were not for the substantial karmic energy that Yun Yang received from the annihilation of the human traffickers every other day, he would have lost his cool long ago. There must be something that he did not know; even without impending worry, it could be a future concern!

Nevertheless, the Residence of Nine Supremes' general competence was developing speedily. This was a state that Yun Yang found extremely reluctant to cut short. What a wonderful advancement opportunity this was.

There was nobody to fight or compete with, the human traffickers had accumulated a generous number of talented children, each mission resulted in plenty of resources and a substantial amount of karmic Qi as well as new, talented members… The Residence of Nine Supremes was the only sect doing this now! What else could feel more gratifying than monopolizing the source?

Nonetheless, what was the reason behind the current calm?

Since the Tianxuan Continent, Yun Yang had upheld the principle that it was better to be safe than sorry. Each of his steps was cautious and he was always on guard. This was how he could survive to this day. The surprising peace now, however, fazed Yun Yang, disturbing his calm. If he did not figure this out, he would probably not be able to sleep well.

Holding the three big bumps on his head, Yun Yang walked out with a distant look in his eyes, to search for Dong Qitian.