NOVEL WEB Ch. 70
Chapter 70: Killing Liu Qingyao, Planning to Head to Little Min Mountain
“You little brat, how dare you!”
Zhao Ting’s fury surged straight to his head as he finally failed to restrain himself and made a move.
Gu Fan, however, ignored everything and charged straight past him toward Liu Qingyao.
He was well aware that Zhu Yang’s strength would never allow Zhao Ting to harm him.
The scene of that day when Zhu Yang had thrashed Daoist Yuqing in the Daqian Empire was still vivid in his mind.
Moreover, even if it really came down to it, he might not necessarily be afraid of Zhao Ting.
Having just broken through to the Primordial Yang Realm, he was already thinking about testing his limits against a True Yang Realm cultivator.
Sure enough, the moment Zhao Ting struck, the hum of sword qi rang out.
It pierced straight through Zhao Ting’s large hand and pinned it directly to the wall.
“If you move again, the next sword will definitely go through your throat!”
While Zhao Ting was interrupted—
Gu Fan had already slammed his fist into Liu Qingyao’s forehead.
In an instant, a splash of red and white burst forth.
Before Liu Qingyao could even let out a scream, she was reduced to a headless corpse.
Witnessing this scene, Zhao Ting was so enraged that he spat out a mouthful of blood.
His eyes bulged red, looking like he wanted to devour someone.
“Fine, fine, fine! Gu Fan, you little brat! Today you’ve humiliated me like this—one day, I will return the favor tenfold.”
Gu Fan, upon hearing this, grabbed the hem of Liu Qingyao’s robe and wiped his hands casually, showing no courtesy.
“Then Elder Zhao better hurry up. Otherwise, before long, you might not only be no match for Elder Zhu, but perhaps even I’ll be beyond your reach!”
As he finished speaking, he unceremoniously tossed the cloth he had used to wipe his hands right in front of Zhao Ting.
Now that their relationship had completely soured, there was no need to show any respect.
In fact, Gu Fan was quite looking forward to the possibility of that old fool actually making a move.
He wouldn’t mind exploding with ten times his battle strength to see if he could hammer him to death.
“Need to find a chance to finish off this old thing. It’s not the thief that steals you fear, it’s the one who keeps eyeing your stuff…”
Zhu Yang rolled his eyes.
For a moment, he was speechless. It hadn’t been that long—just recently this kid was still an Outer Sect Disciple, and now he was already daring to think about killing an Elder…
“Zhao Ting, I won’t interfere outside the sect. But within the Heavenly Evil Sect, Gu Fan is under my protection. If you dare to lay a hand on him under my nose, don’t blame me for taking your head!”
After this warning, Zhu Yang swung his wide sleeves and took Gu Fan away from the scene.
Only Zhao Ting was left standing there with bloodshot eyes. It was only after a while that several powerful divine senses that had been observing slowly withdrew.
At the Elder’s Residence, Zhu Yang led Gu Fan straight to his personal quarters.
Along the way, Zhu Yang gave Gu Fan a rather peculiar look.
“Elder, if you have something to say, just say it. The way you’re staring at me is kind of weird.”
“Hehe, I’m just curious how exactly you’re cultivating. When you left on the mission, you were only at the Spirit Sea Realm. Yet when you returned, you were already at the Primordial Yang Realm. That speed…”
Gu Fan laughed casually and brushed it off:
“Maybe your disciple is just talented. Advancing by leaps and bounds.”
Zhu Yang clearly wasn’t so easily placated. With a meaningful smile, he said:
“But how come I remember it was because you lacked talent that the Righteous Path sects refused to accept you, which is why you came to the Heavenly Evil Sect? And from what I see, you’re cultivating the Soul Devouring Technique. That thing progresses extremely fast, but it requires a large number of Living Souls…”
After speaking, Zhu Yang didn’t continue.
A smart person would never press the matter all the way.
Gu Fan was now on full alert. He had known that this issue couldn’t be kept hidden from the upper echelons of the sect.
After all, the speed of his progress was indeed too shocking. But for now, it seemed the higher-ups had no intention of making things difficult.
Seeing Gu Fan’s expression change again and again—
Zhu Yang simply laughed and patted him on the shoulder.
“Don’t worry. Every cultivator walks their own path. We’ve seen many disciples with fortuitous encounters. But not all of them become supreme experts. So don’t overthink it.”
Gu Fan could only respond with a light laugh.
He wasn’t particularly flustered.
If it really came to it, he could just shrink back into the Apocalypse world.
After spending a few years there, wouldn’t he easily dominate the lower realm upon returning?
“I wonder what matter brought Elder to summon me today?”
“Hehe, naturally it’s the matter you care about the most.”
“Could it be... the competition for the Upper Realm slots?”
By now, the two of them had arrived at a palace.
Entering, they saw someone already inside—it was Lin Yi.
“Master, Brother Gu.”
Gu Fan made himself comfortable and went to sit right beside Lin Yi.
Zhu Yang then solemnly addressed the two of them.
“Gu Fan, Lin Yi, you two are the representatives I’ve secured for the battle over the Upper Realm slots. Along with you, there will be two other True Disciples of the sect joining the journey.”
At this point, Lin Yi interjected.
“Aren’t True Disciples selected as successors for major sect positions? Why are they eyeing the Upper Realm as well?”
The disciple hierarchy of the Heavenly Evil Sect was different from most other sects.
In places like Shangqing Sect, someone like Lian Huo, the Top Inner Sect Disciple, would become a True Disciple as soon as he broke through to the Primordial Yang Realm.
But in the Heavenly Evil Sect, a True Disciple was merely a designation—it represented someone chosen to inherit a key sect position.
For example, if an Elder from the Pill Refining Hall picked a disciple as their True Disciple, they would keep that disciple close for instruction until the day they passed or ascended. That disciple would then become the next Elder of the Pill Refining Hall.
It was essentially a one-step ascension.
That was why Lin Yi was curious and asked.
“There are naturally True Disciples who also wish to go to the Upper Realm. That’s not surprising. However, since they’ve stayed inside the sect for so long without actual combat experience, I want you two to assist them if the opportunity arises. This is the key reason I managed to secure two slots.”
Upon hearing this, Lin Yi frowned.
“So we’re supposed to act as their caretakers?”
“No, your own safety comes first. But if the situation is appropriate, help them if you can. If it’s really impossible, just abandon them.”
Zhu Yang said bluntly.
Only then did the two finally feel at ease.
After all, contests involving one’s path of cultivation often escalated into life-and-death struggles.
If they were burdened by dead weight, they might as well give up right now.
Seeing no objections from the two, Zhu Yang continued:
“Since there’s no issue, let me tell you the location of this competition for the slots.”
“This time, I’ll be taking you there myself. The place is Little Min Mountain. It lies in the central region of the entire continent and is affected by a strange power that restricts any cultivators above the True Yang Realm from entering.”
“Only young powerhouses will be able to enter, and across the continent, only six people can ascend to the Upper Realm. There are over seventy participants from various sects joining this competition.”
Gu Fan’s interest was immediately piqued.
“So it’s seventy people fighting for six slots. The rest either die or withdraw on their own?”
“Exactly. That’s why the death rate is extremely high this time. All participants are top-tier experts of their respective sects.”
“Even those like Lian Huo, whom you previously killed, wouldn’t last halfway through this competition. So you two must not underestimate anyone.”
After finishing, Zhu Yang directly tossed out a jade bottle.
“Inside is our Heavenly Evil Sect’s most precious healing sacred medicine, a form of support from the sect. There are also five thousand spirit stones. Use them quickly to improve your strength. Meet at the mountain gate in three days, and I’ll take you to Little Min Mountain!”
Gu Fan and Lin Yi exchanged a glance.
Both carried a combative spirit.
Upon hearing all this, their eyes gleamed with intense excitement and fighting spirit!