Chapter 0677 Dragon Ball

**Chapter 677: Dragon Orb**

Jian Ruyan shot Qin Yun a sidelong glare, gritting her teeth. “You’re good—I’ll give you that! But you won’t beat *Hu*. He’s definitely broken through to the mid-stage of the Lingwu Realm too!”

“*Jian Nanhu*? Well… he’s a tough opponent,” Qin Yun replied with a lazy grin. “That guy lost to me twice and owes me his life once. He can’t beat me.”

“If *Hu* defeats you, I won’t have to call you ‘Brother Yun’ anymore. How about that?”

Jian Ruyan was older than Qin Yun, and having to call such a young kid “brother” made her feel awkward.

Qin Yun smirked. “You’re on!”

Granny Ma announced, “Proceeding to the second round—psychic force! In a moment, the Sect Master will unleash his mental energy to attack you. If you can’t withstand it, you’ll pass out!”

“The Sect Master’s psychic power is immense. Taking you all down will be child’s play. The last four standing will represent *Immortal Soldier City* in the Martial Sovereign Tournament!”

Qin Yun felt confident in his mental strength and relaxed upon hearing the test details.

Bao Changshou declared, “Begin now!”

As soon as he spoke, a hazy pressure enveloped Qin Yun and the other twenty-odd disciples.

*Thud! Thud! Thud!*

In an instant, several people collapsed—mostly late-stage Lingwu Realm cultivators.

Though Qin Yun’s mental energy was strong, he hadn’t expected his head to grow so dizzy. He immediately called forth a burst of powerful psychic energy from his Spirit Starcrystal to resist the force.

Soon, more fell unconscious—again, all at the late stage of the Lingwu Realm.

Jian Ruyan was still standing, a testament to her iron will.

After reinforcing his mind with the Spirit Starcrystal, Qin Yun continued to feel Bao Changshou’s psychic force batter against his consciousness. It was agonizing, but not enough to knock him out.

Before long, Yue Bufeng also collapsed!

Qin Yun felt a twinge of pity—he had thought Yue was quite capable.

A while later, Long Qiaofeng couldn’t hold on any longer and folded like a ragdoll.

Now only seven remained!

Even among the disciples of the *Guardian Hall*, there were those with formidable mental strength.

If Qin Yun had reached the mid-stage of the Lingwu Realm and cultivated a Yuan Spirit, his psychic power would have been even greater.

One by one, others fell until only four remained—Qin Yun, Long Qiaofeng, and two other youths.

Bao Changshou finally withdrew his psychic energy and smiled. “Not bad, kids. I thought I could take you all down, but you’re still standing!”

The moment the crushing psychic pressure lifted, the two *Guardian Hall* youths crumpled to the ground.

Jian Ruyan’s legs buckled, but before she could fall, Qin Yun darted over to catch her.

Perhaps without thinking, his hand brushed against a particularly sensitive spot on her body, snapping her out of her hazy stupor.

"You brat!" Jian Ruyan shoved Qin Yun aside and rubbed her forehead.

Qin Yun alone seemed unfazed, revealing that his spiritual energy far surpassed that of the other disciples.

"Qin Yun, you haven’t reached the *Mid-Stage Spirit Martial Realm*, yet your mental strength has clearly grown much stronger!" Bao Changshou exclaimed in surprise.

"Just a minor boost," Qin Yun sighed. "If only I could break through—then all my abilities would be enhanced!"

After rousing the unconscious disciples, Bao Changshou said, "Though you weren’t selected, you can still come along to watch the tournament and soak up the atmosphere!"

Yue Bufeng and Long Qiaofeng were bitterly disappointed. According to the Martial Arts Ranking of the Immortal Soldier Illusory Realm, they had a chance to compete—but now they had been eliminated.

"Alright, let’s set off now!" Bao Changshou chuckled before walking out of the hall.

Once outside, he unleashed his colossal sky-ship.

After boarding, Qin Yun entered the main deck and asked, "Sect Leader, where are we heading? Where is the Martial Arts Championship being held?"

Granny Ma replied, "We’re going to the Sword Immortal Pavilion. I won’t be joining—you all go ahead. There are matters here I must attend to."

Upon hearing this, Jian Ruyan immediately cheered, "The Sword Immortal Pavilion? That’s great! I spent some time there as a child—I’ll be your guide!"

"Yan Sis, you could’ve stayed at the Sword Immortal Pavilion, yet you came to Immortal Soldier City instead," Qin Yun remarked.

"I do what I want—deal with it!"

Jian Ruyan had never backed down from Qin Yun. From the start, she considered him weak.

But now, not only was he stronger than her—he had even surpassed Brother Hu, whom she deeply admired.

"The Sword Immortal Pavilion… That’s Jian Nanhu’s stomping grounds. Why is the Martial Arts Championship being held there?" Qin Yun asked, puzzled.

"Jian Shitian was worried the Rune Palace might play dirty, so he insisted on hosting it on his own territory, and the other immortal sects agreed. Since Jian Shitian’s grandson nearly died on *Demon Martial Island*, the Rune Palace made this concession—otherwise, Jian Shitian would’ve hounded them endlessly over it," Bao Changshou explained.

"Qin Yun, don’t worry. No one would dare cause trouble at the Sword Immortal Pavilion," Jian Ruyan said smugly. "It’s like a second home for us of the Jian family!"

"Call me Brother Yun!" Qin Yun grinned. "What’s wrong with your memory, kiddo?"

"I’m not part of your Jian family, and I even defeated Jian Nanhu. The people at the Sword Immortal Pavilion probably hate me."

"True, but even if we dislike you, we won’t act recklessly!" Jian Ruyan refused point-blank to call him "Brother Yun."

Long Qiaofeng suddenly whispered, "How long will it take to reach the Sword Immortal Pavilion?"

"A day or two. I’ll try to take it slow," Bao Changshou chuckled. "To be honest, this flying ship of mine isn’t just grand and beautiful—it’s also a peak-grade Dao vessel. Making a grand entrance last will give us the perfect chance to show off!"

Long Qiaofeng glanced at Qin Yun and softly asked, "Qin Yun… Though my Long family has a grudge against you, I bear you no ill will. Could you do me a favor? Help me… forge a spirit charm. I’ll pay you in *Purple Crystal Coins*."

"Alright, no problem," Qin Yun agreed, sensing she had something else to discuss.

"Brother Yun, be careful with her. The Long family is full of schemers!" Jian Ruyan hissed.

"With the Sect Leader here, there’s nothing to worry about," Qin Yun said with a smile before following Long Qiaofeng out of the hall.

Bao Changshou wasn’t concerned about Long Qiaofeng trying anything—with her strength, she posed no threat to Qin Yun.

...

Qin Yun followed Long Qiaofeng into a secluded cabin.

Long Qiaofeng wore a dazzling red dress, her charming face framed by beautiful phoenix eyes that gazed at Qin Yun.

"Qin Yun, after entering the Spirit Martial Stage, I encountered some issues in my cultivation!" Long Qiaofeng said quietly. "I don’t know what’s going on, so I haven’t mentioned it to anyone else!"

Now, Qin Yun was the person Long Qiaofeng trusted most.

"Tell me about it!" Qin Yun asked. He had personally engraved Long Qiaofeng’s martial soul with the Dragon Totem.

"When I entered the Spirit Martial Stage, I was cultivating Dragon Totem martial arts, and then this happened!" Long Qiaofeng opened her alluring lips and spat out a fiery pearl the size of a longan pit.

"This is my Dao Core... the cultivated essence within it contains my Yuan Ling!"

Ling Yuner looked at the pearl in shock and exclaimed, "Little Yun, that's a dragon pearl! This woman actually cultivated such a small dragon pearl—it’s incredibly powerful!"

"Qin Yun, during the test earlier, I concealed my strength because I didn’t want to participate in the Martial Arts Tournament. I was worried something might be exposed!" Long Qiaofeng added.

"Qiaofeng, this is a dragon pearl. As a member of the Long family, you must have heard about them, right?" Qin Yun quickly said.

"Dragon... dragon pearl?" Long Qiaofeng was completely stunned. "Only demi-immortals can cultivate one! With a dragon pearl, one can transform into a dragon. But I still have the Phoenix Martial Soul!"

"Qiaofeng, do you feel the Phoenix Martial Soul has any effect on you?" Qin Yun asked again.

"No effect!" Long Qiaofeng shook her head.

"If there’s no effect, then don’t worry about it!" Qin Yun stared at the dragon pearl in amazement. "This was cultivated through the Dragon Totem martial arts. It seems your comprehension of the totem martial arts is truly remarkable!"

"That’s also thanks to your sister’s guidance, which helped me successfully grasp it!" Long Qiaofeng smiled. "Qin Yun, hold this dragon pearl and see if you can establish a spiritual connection with me—I’ll transfer the Dragon Totem martial arts I’ve comprehended to you!"

Qin Yun quickly took the dragon pearl and placed it on his palm. At the same time, Long Qiaofeng held his hand.

Between their palms, the dragon pearl radiated faint light.

Soon, the Dragon Totem martial arts gradually appeared in Qin Yun’s mind.

"It seems to have worked!" Qin Yun cried out excitedly.

"And this should be our Long family’s Heavenly Dragon Art! However, the Long family’s version is incomplete, while mine is complete. Cultivate it as you see fit!" Long Qiaofeng smiled. "I’ve kept my promise to you!"

"Mm, then we’re even!" Qin Yun laughed.

"Not quite! I still have to help you investigate the Long family’s situation!" Long Qiaofeng suddenly lowered her voice. "Qin Yun, your wife from Demon-moon Island has an incredibly powerful dragon martial soul—it feels much stronger than mine!"

"Aside from that, have you noticed anything else?" Qin Yun frowned.

"Qin Yun, your wife’s dragon martial soul shouldn't be a Black Martial Soul! I suspect it’s something even stronger than that!" Long Qiaofeng said. "I’ve met people with Black Dragon Martial Souls before, and I recognize that aura!"

"Let’s not talk about this anymore. Let’s go out!" Qin Yun said. "And don’t mention this to anyone else!"

Long Qiaofeng nodded.

Soon after, Qin Yun and Long Qiaofeng returned to the great hall.

Yue Bufeng, seeing them come out, said with a chuckle, "Qin Yun, why did you help her engrave mystic patterns? She’s a disciple of the Long family—she might harm you in the future!"

"Because she’s beautiful, much prettier than Sister Yan!" Qin Yun laughed.

"Qin Yun, you... tell me what part of her is prettier than me!" Jian Ruyan looked ready to explode, yelling furiously.

"Her chest is bigger than yours." Qin Yun grinned.

Jian Ruyan stamped her foot furiously. Just as she was about to erupt, the ship suddenly shook violently.

Bao Changshou stood up abruptly and said grimly, "Someone has collided with my ship!"