Chapter 0619: Purple Moon Evil

**Chapter 0619: Purple Moon's Malevolence**

"Jian Ruyan, hand over the Yuanling Mystic Pill!" Qin Yun coughed twice, breaking the silence.

Jian Shitian was also shocked. Those three stones had been specially refined for mental energy contests.

He knew Qin Yun’s mental energy wasn’t weak—after all, he was a young Runes Master.

But he hadn’t expected it to surpass Jian Ruyan and Jian Nanhu by such a wide margin.

"I… I don’t accept this!" Jian Ruyan regained her composure and shouted.

"Like it or not, those were the rules set by your family elders. The stones belonged to them. There’s no way I could’ve cheated!" Qin Yun sighed. "Fine—if you won’t give it, I’ll just consider myself unlucky. I won’t lower myself to argue with you!"

Hearing this, Jian Ruyan rushed forward and thrust two Yuanling Mystic Pills into Qin Yun’s hands, shouting, "Here! I’m not someone who breaks their word!"

Core Disciples received one Yuanling Mystic Pill each year, and most hoarded theirs.

Because in emergencies—when mental energy was severely depleted—taking one could rapidly replenish it and even enhance one’s mental energy reserves.

That’s why Core Disciples usually stockpiled spares.

Qin Yun accepted the pill and smiled at Jian Ruyan.

He now had six in total—a huge gain—and he was very satisfied. *(Six pills! This far exceeded his expectations.)*

"I don’t accept this! How about another match?" Jian Ruyan, too proud to admit defeat, refused to believe that Qin Yun was her equal.

"I don’t accept it either!" Jian Nanhu shouted as well.

"Nanhu, stay out of this," Jian Shitian said sternly. "A Runes Master’s mental energy naturally surpasses yours—that’s to be expected."

Jian Nanhu had no choice but to obey his grandfather and step aside.

Qin Yun looked at Jian Ruyan and asked with a smile, "Do you have any more Yuanling Mystic Pills?"

"I… I don’t. But I’ll pay you back later!" Jian Ruyan said. "With my ability, I can get you two more soon!"

"I don’t do debts," Qin Yun shook his head.

"Then what do you want?" Jian Ruyan huffed. "That test was rigged—it didn’t let me use my full strength!"

Hearing this, Jian Shitian laughed. "Xiao Ruyan, are you blaming me?"

"I’m not blaming you! I’m just saying that method didn’t suit me!" Jian Ruyan snorted.

"Very well, challenge him again using your own method. I’ll provide the Yuanling Mystic Pills!" Jian Shitian chuckled. "Since you’re so confident, I’ll support you this once!"

"I want four Yuanling Mystic Pills!"

Seeing that Jian Shitian was offering them, Qin Yun seized the chance to fleece him.

Jian Shitian stiffened, and everyone silently marveled at Qin Yun’s audacity—daring to scam a near-immortal like this.

"Qin Yun, you bastard!" Jian Ruyan spat. "Why don’t you just ask for ten?"

"Make it ten then!" Qin Yun grinned.

"Fine, four!"

Jian Shitian was also at a loss for words with Qin Yun, cursing him under his breath.

He now understood why Qin Yun was always able to cause so much chaos.

Qin Yun looked at Jian Ruyan and asked, "How do you want to duel?"

"Qin Yun, I know you can use mental energy to control throwing knives!" Jian Ruyan said. "I'll release my spiritual sword, and you use your throwing knife. We'll control our weapons with mental energy and compete—whoever destroys the other's weapon wins!"

Qin Yun thought for a moment and nodded. "Fine!"

He took out a throwing knife—it had been enhanced to the level of a mystical artifact.

Jian Ruyan quickly summoned a white longsword—her spiritual sword.

She also had another bonded sword. Wielding two swords was her greatest advantage.

"Begin!"

Jian Ruyan guided her sword into the air.

Qin Yun sent his throwing knife flying forward, colliding with Jian Ruyan’s spiritual sword.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The throwing knife and longsword clashed, producing heavy clashing sounds, revealing that both weapons carried immense power.

"Having strong mental energy is great—controlling weapons from afar is just like using projectile weapons!"

"In the Immortal Weapon Illusion Realm, Qin Yun used these throwing knives to cut down entire crowds in seconds!"

"I wonder if he can defeat Jian Ruyan."

"In the Immortal Weapon Illusion Realm, Jian Ruyan could slay an entire battalion with just one sword."

Many disciples of Immortal Weapon City whispered excitedly.

Elders from rival factions watched with silent envy, as they could tell from the intensity of the clashes that Qin Yun and Jian Ruyan possessed immense mental power.

Yet such exceptional disciples were rare within their own sects.

Hu Jingxian sighed softly. "Xiao Yun, this guy stubbornly refuses to join our Demonmoon Island. What a catch—and so handsome too!"

Several women from Demonmoon Island also felt regretful. They had long wanted to bring in a talented male disciple.

Qin Yun was an ideal candidate, and even the higher-ups of Demonmoon Island had no objections.

They also knew he didn’t want to bring trouble to Demonmoon Island.

Hu Jingxian understood this best—after all, Xiao Yuelan, Qin Yun’s wife, was already within Demonmoon Island. He refused to join out of concern for her safety.

Jian Ruyan controlled her spiritual sword, her forehead creased in frustration as she slashed and stabbed repeatedly at Qin Yun’s throwing knife. Suddenly, she realized that this wasn't the best approach either.

Because Qin Yun’s throwing knife was small, it was hard to land a strike.

Qin Yun could dart the knife around effortlessly, nimbly evading each attack from Jian Ruyan’s spiritual sword.

"This woman’s mental energy is indeed strong, but her telekinetic control isn’t as sharp as yours."

"You've practiced extensively, and your mental energy has solidified into starlight. Plus, your mental power was cultivated through Nine Sun energy—it's incredibly strong," Ling Yuner remarked.

The reason Qin Yun's mental energy is so powerful has to do with the Stellar Sun Heart Sutra.

"Jian Ruyan, you're finished!"

Qin Yun thought fiercely. He suddenly pushed his mental energy to its limit. His throwing knife was instantly enveloped in a purple glow.

With a fierce slash, the weapon shattered the incoming white sword into two pieces!

"Ahhh!" Jian Ruyan gripped her head, screaming in pain.

Jian Shitian quickly stepped forward, placing his hand on her head to stabilize her condition.

"She lost!" Qin Yun retrieved his throwing knife.

The Semi-Immortals and Emperor Wu cultivators all drew sharp breaths in shock.

"Purple mental energy... How the hell did he achieve that? That's extremely rare!" Mu Fengxiao watched from afar, stunned.

The purple mental energy Qin Yun had just unleashed was indeed extraordinary.

Jian Ruyan slowly recovered, panting slightly as she snapped, "Qin Yun, that was purple mental energy. Do you know what that means?"

"What does it mean?" Qin Yun asked flatly. Ling Yuner had never told him anything about it.

"That's Purple Sun mental energy!" Jian Shitian cut in. "Among the Nine Suns, the Purple Sun possesses the strongest mental power... For you to unleash purple mental energy means your mental energy has solidified into a Purple Star!"

"If you advance further in cultivation and reach the mid-stage of the Spirit Martial Realm, your mental energy will transform into a Purple Moon!"

Many had heard of Purple Sun mental energy, but cultivating it was incredibly difficult—there were no known techniques for it.

That Qin Yun possessed such a level of mental energy left veteran cultivators gaping.

Qin Yun hadn't expected this to carry such significance and was inwardly surprised.

"Huh," Qin Yun said flatly.

"Qin Yun, though I don't know how you achieved this, it's extremely dangerous!" Jian Ruyan warned. "You should scrap your current Mental-Star stage. Otherwise, once it transforms into a moon, you're screwed!"

"Bullshit," Qin Yun sneered. "How so?"

"The moon represents Yin. If your mental energy becomes a Purple Moon, it will absorb vast amounts of Yin energy, turning your Profound Body into a Profound Yin Body."

"You'll no longer be able to absorb Nine Sun spiritual energy—only endless Yin energy, until you become a Yin-corrupted fiend!"

Jian Shitian looked dead serious, showing no hint of deception.

Chu Binyu frowned. "Such a thing exists? I thought this was a blessing!"

"It would be a blessing if there were a way to prevent Yin energy from invading your body and smoothly achieve Mental-Yang Ascension! But that's extremely difficult!" Bao Changshou said. "Qin Yun, if you want to abandon your current mental energy cultivation, we can help out. With us Semi-Immortals assisting, you won't suffer any harm!"

Jian Shitian nodded in agreement.

"Senior, just give me the Yuanling Mystic Pills. I know my own situation well enough."

Qin Yun wasn't worried about the so-called Yin corruption Jian Shitian spoke of.

Jian Shitian took out four Yuanling Mystic Pills and handed them to Qin Yun. "Your call." Ling Yuner reassured him, "Relax, Xiao Yun. With the Nine Sun Spirit Bracelet, keeping Yin energy in check is a breeze!"

Qin Yun was even more reassured upon hearing Ling Yuner's words.

Jian Ruyan snorted coldly, "We were just trying to help you, but you won't even listen! Don't come crying to us when it gets you killed!"

"I get what you're saying!" Qin Yun chuckled. "My mental energy is too strong for me to ever give it up. No way I'm giving that up! Otherwise, how would I make weapons and magic charms in the future?"

"You'll regret this sooner or later!" Jian Ruyan huffed.

At that moment, Granny Ma came out, accompanied by a black-robed figure wearing a mask.

Jian Nanhu got pumped when he saw the familiar mask and exclaimed, "That's the guy who beat me!"

Qin Yun also hoped this masked figure could defeat Jian Nanhu—that would save them all a lot of trouble.

Inside the Dharma Protector Hall, there were indeed many powerful disciples who kept their skills hidden.

It wasn’t until Qin Yun entered the Ghost Grass Demon Forest with them before that he had seen their true strength.

"Sorry to keep you waiting!" Granny Ma said.

"Then let’s get this show on the road!" Jian Shitian laughed heartily.

Qin Yun also stepped back to the sidelines.

Jian Nanhu had watched so many matches earlier and had been itching for a fight. Now that it was finally his turn, he was totally psyched.

The masked figure stepped into the arena, looking cool as a cucumber.

"Weapons allowed!" Jian Shitian declared.

Without his sword, Jian Nanhu was only half as strong.

The masked figure pulled out an axe and nodded.

"Alright, fight!" Jian Shitian shouted.