Chapter 0679 Immortal Disciple Domination
by**Chapter 0679: Immortal Disciple Championship**
Qin Yun had initially thought this Martial Arts Championship was merely about combat, but now it seemed far more complicated.
As Bao Changshou had speculated earlier, it was the Arcane Sigil Hall that had invited the disciples of the Demon Faction.
The Arcane Sigil Hall had borrowed so many VIP ships precisely to transport the Demon Faction disciples for the Martial Arts Championship.
The factions of the Demon Barrens had limited artifact-crafting prowess and lacked high-quality flight artifacts.
Although the Arcane Sigil Hall possessed some, they were scattered across various locations, so they borrowed from the Sword Immortal Pavilion.
"It seems the major Demon Factions of the Demon Barrens have a good relationship with the Arcane Sigil Hall! The large ship I destroyed earlier must have been forged by the Arcane Sigil Hall for the Totem Pavilion!" Bao Changshou snorted.
"Sect Leader, there are so many Demon Faction followers. Are they here to participate in the Martial Arts Championship or just to spectate?" Qin Yun asked quietly.
"Some must be here to compete! Don’t worry—in a place like the Sword Immortal Pavilion, they wouldn’t dare pull underhanded schemes." Bao Changshou said. "Come, let’s go meet them!"
Bao Changshou led his disciples forward.
At that moment, Jian Shitian was seen striding over.
Alongside him were a group from the Arcane Sigil Hall and an elderly man with deep purple hair.
Qin Yun also spotted Jian Nanhu and was inwardly shocked, as Jian Nanhu gave off an even stronger aura.
"Xiao Yun, Jian Nanhu suddenly has an Immortal Body—how did he cultivate that?" Ling Yuner exclaimed in astonishment.
Jian Nanhu was robed in white. Though he stood respectfully behind Jian Shitian, his eyes seethed with arrogance, especially when they landed on Qin Yun, filled with intense bloodlust.
"Are you Bao Changshou of the Immortal Armament City?" The purple-haired elder strode forward with a furious expression, his voice low and heavy.
"And who are you?" Bao Changshou had already guessed the man's identity.
"I am Tu Tiandi, the leader of the Totem Pavilion!" The purple-haired elder’s eyes smoldered with murderous intent. "You're the one who destroyed our ship, aren't you?"
"That ship rammed into mine first—and it was intentional. I gave them a chance to apologize, but they refused. So I made kindling of it!"
Bao Changshou smiled faintly. "Pity you weren’t there, or I could have dispatched a fiend like you in the name of justice!"
"You stunted old fool, I’ll kill you!" Tu Tiandi roared in rage, drawing a massive black sword.
"Please show some respect—this is the Sword Immortal Pavilion’s territory." Jian Shitian’s sword intent flared, causing Tu Tiandi’s expression to shift slightly.
Tu Tiandi sheathed his weapon and turned to the Arcane Sigil Hall’s demigod. "Grandmaster Ye, this Bao Changshou has also killed your men before, hasn’t he? It seems we share a common adversary!"
"Indeed, the Immortal Armament City is our shared adversary. One day, we will grind them into dust!" Grandmaster Ye sneered at Bao Changshou.
Upon hearing of Bao Changshou’s arrival, demigods from other sects and clans also gathered to watch the commotion.
They had all heard that Bao Changshou had destroyed a massive Totem Pavilion ship transporting beast oil—and Tu Tiandi, the leader of the Totem Pavilion, was a brutal, bloodthirsty fiend.
Qin Yun also spotted Xiao Yuelan, robed in white with a black veil covering her beautiful face. Beside her stood the sultry fox demon, Hu Jingxian.
The courtyard within the Sword Immortal Villa quickly filled with the leaders of the major factions from the Arrogant Star Continent.
Grandmaster Ye pointed at Qin Yun and said, "Old Tu, this brat is Qin Yun!"
"So this is Qin Yun? The one who turned Wuhuang upside down? His Dao artifact was seized from the disciples of the Nine Sun Sect—he’s nothing but a common thief!"
"And what's more, this guy possesses the Sky Lion Totem legacy! In Wuhuang, he has offended eight of the Nine Sun Sects!" Tu Tiandi seemed to know Qin Yun well.
Many leaders here had heard rumors about Qin Yun before but couldn't confirm them. Now with Tu Tiandi’s confirmation, it still came as a shock.
Especially the younger disciples—they never expected Qin Yun to be from Wuhuang or that he'd caused such a huge stir!
Jian Nanhu clenched his fists tightly. Only now did he learn that Qin Yun had mastered the Sky Lion Totem, yet he couldn’t sense its power, making him suspect Qin Yun was concealing strength.
Tu Tiandi sneered, "Qin Yun, I heard you had a Black Shock Martial Soul and a Thunder Fire Martial Soul, but after testing, you only have one left. Did someone break you?"
"You caused great losses to our Totem Pavilion in Wuhuang. We won't let this slide!"
"It was you who tried to steal my Sky Lion Totem. Fighting back was justified!" Qin Yun said coldly. He deeply disliked the Totem Pavilion.
"Qin Yun, I won't kill you either, but keep your guard up! Others may not know about your relationship with Yang Shiyue, but I do!" Tu Tiandi smirked darkly.
Qin Yun suspected the leak likely came from the Nethermoon Palace.
Bao Changshou frowned slightly and said, "Tu Tiandi, a fiend like you dares act so arrogantly in the Spirit Wilderness? It's *you* who should be careful!"
"Bao Changshou, I'm not afraid of you! If you want to play hero, come at me!" Tu Tiandi laughed loudly.
"Old Tu, ignore them. Let's have a few drinks!" Grand Master Ye said, leading Tu Tiandi away.
After they left, Jian Shitian glanced at the disciples behind Bao Changshou and frowned. "Old Bao, didn’t you bring any Immortal Disciples?"
"No, why?" Bao Changshou replied.
"Then your Immortal Armory City might be in trouble!" Jian Shitian chuckled. "If any disciple makes it into the top two in the Martial Arts Championship, their faction will secure a position in Ao Xingzhou’s Rune Temple!"
"This position is crucial—it grants decision-making power and major benefits!"
Bao Changshou smiled. "We’ve thrived without the Rune Temple all these years."
Jian Shitian shook his head. "This time is different! The competition is for dominance over Ao Xingzhou. Securing that spot means a chance at both Immortal Essences!"
It seemed Bao Changshou was the only one unaware—other sect leaders already knew.
Many disciples were just hearing this and gasped in surprise.
For an immortal sect, possessing two Immortal Essences would greatly enhance their immortal energy and overall strength.
"The two Immortal Essences are provided by the Profound Domain!" Jian Shitian patted Bao Changshou’s shoulder. "You’re on your own now!"
The reason for letting juniors compete was because demi-immortals avoided fighting—losing one could destabilize a sect’s foundation.
Jian Nanhu said to Qin Yun, "I've forged an Immortal Body. No questions needed. You don’t stand a chance against me now, hahaha!"
That Jian Nanhu, at Mid-Stage Spiritual Martial Realm, had forged an Immortal Body shocked many.
Meanwhile, Qin Yun was only at Early-Stage Spiritual Martial Realm!
"Jian Nanhu, I’ll cheer for your victory!" Qin Yun replied calmly with a faint smile.
"Qin Yun, you're still at Early-Stage Spiritual Martial Realm, yet you remain calm. Throwing in the towel already? No shame—I’d quit too!" Jian Nanhu laughed loudly before following Jian Shitian away.
Jian Ruyan rolled her eyes. "Hu-ge (Affectionate nickname for Jian Nanhu), now that you've forged an Immortal Body, you've gotten a big head and gone cocky!"
Qin Yun smiled slightly. "So, he'll definitely end up losing to me! I'll put him in his place again!"
"You're pretty arrogant too!" Jian Ruyan scoffed, rolling her eyes at him.
Bao Changshou said, "We'll play it by ear! I can't bear to send out our Immortal Disciples from the Immortal Weapon City."
Jian Ruyan, Yue Bufeng, and the other disciples were all very surprised. They had always thought the Immortal Weapon City had no Immortal Disciples.
Liu Jingmeng was an Immortal Disciple, and her power ran deep. However, due to her personality, she wasn't a combat type, so Bao Changshou definitely wouldn't send her out.
Bao Changshou and his group were assigned to a large courtyard.
By then, it was already evening, and everyone turned in for the night, as the Martial Supremacy Tournament would begin the next day!
...
Early in the morning, before dawn, Bao Changshou gathered Qin Yun, Jian Ruyan, and two other disciples in a hall.
"Last night, I gathered intel," Bao Changshou said. "Other than us, the other four great immortals have all sent Immortal Disciples into battle. The Rune Temple has also sent two! The Sword Immortal Pavilion sent the most—four in total! Today and tomorrow will be qualifying matches to determine the final sixteen for the championship battles."
Qin Yun asked, "So does that mean there are eight Immortal Disciples altogether?"
"More than that. The Medicine Immortal Valley, the Canghuo Immortal Mountain, and the Demon Immortal Cave each sent two, the Sword Immortal Pavilion sent four, plus the Rune Temple's two—bringing the total to twelve! With the strength of these twelve Immortal Disciples, they’ll surely each secure a spot."
"The five great clans, the five star sects, the Three Moon Sect, and other lesser sects and families, along with several major demonic factions, will battle fiercely for the remaining four spots!"
Bao Changshou remained very composed and said with a smile, "First place isn't everything. Just make sure none of you get hurt."
Jian Ruyan said, "Since we’re here, we must fight for at least one spot."
Qin Yun laughed. "Let’s see how luck plays out. With good fortune, we might snag a spot without breaking a sweat."
The other two youths said nothing. Though they were strong, they felt they didn’t stand a ghost of a chance against those terrifying Immortal Disciples.
Qin Yun had killed an Immortal Disciple from the Rune Temple before, so he was the most confident among them.
"Alright, let’s march to the preliminaries!" Bao Changshou declared.
Bao Changshou marched with the group of disciples to a massive plaza in the southeastern area of the Sword Immortal Villa, where the preliminary rounds would be held today.
Hundred-meter-tall giant swords stood planted around the plaza, glinting icily and radiating razor-sharp qi. It seemed to be a powerful sword formation, suffusing the plaza with solemnity and killing intent.
As soon as Qin Yun entered the plaza, he sensed the auras of over a dozen powerful Immortal Disciples!
Upon arrival, Bao Changshou’s brow furrowed. "The demonic factions have also sent some demon-possessed warriors—probably six or seven! This’ll be a real bloodbath!"
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