703: Chapter 703 Lu Xueqi and Biyao (82)

"Su Han of the Qingyun Sect... from today onwards, his name will be known throughout the world!"

In the Qingyun Sect Disciple area, after a brief moment of stunned silence, earth-shattering cheers erupted! Ye Qingxue wept with joy, and Elder Lin and the others let out a long sigh of relief, relieved smiles appearing on their faces.

The Xuantian Sect Disciples were deathly silent, disbelief written across many of their faces. In their hearts, Zhao Jinglei had always been an invincible existence of his generation. Now, he had lost to someone with lower cultivation who was even injured?

But no one questioned Zhao Jinglei's decision. Everyone had witnessed the eeriness and power of that sword strike just now. Asking themselves, if it were any of them, they probably wouldn't have been able to withstand that strike.

The presiding Elder flew onto the stage, gave Su Han a deep look, and announced loudly, "In this battle, Su Han of the Qingyun Sect is the victor!"

As the words fell, Su Han's tense mind relaxed. His vision went dark, and he nearly collapsed. He quickly propped himself up with his sword to steady his body.

Zhao Jinglei stepped forward, took a jade bottle from his robes, and tossed it to Su Han. "This is my Xuantian Sect's Heavenly Thunder Body Tempering Pill. It uses heavenly thunder to refine its medicinal power and is best for stabilizing one's Foundation and expelling foreign energy. The Demonic Seed in your body hasn't been removed yet; this pill may be of some help."

Su Han caught the jade bottle, momentarily stunned, then cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Zhao."

"No need." Zhao Jinglei waved his hand and said frankly, "In today's battle, I lost. But I won't always lose to you. Once your injuries are healed and my Realm has stabilized, let us fight again!"

Su Han looked at the burning Battle Intent in Zhao Jinglei's eyes and smiled slightly. "Fine, I'll be waiting."

Zhao Jinglei nodded and turned to leave the stage, his back still as upright as Cang Song, without the slightest hint of dejection. For a Prodigy like him, a single failure was merely the starting point for the next climb.

Su Han also slowly walked down from the arena. With every step, he felt intense pain throughout his body, and from the location of the Demonic Seed in his chest came waves of cold, piercing pain. He knew he had to heal his injuries and suppress the Demonic Seed as quickly as possible.

"Senior Brother Su!"

"Su Han!"

Everyone from the Qingyun Sect immediately surrounded him. Elder Lin supported Su Han, and with a sweep of his Divine Sense, his expression instantly turned grave. "The injuries are not light, and the Demonic Seed shows signs of backlash. You must heal immediately!"

Ye Qingxue's eyes reddened as she quickly took out a healing Medicinal Pill and handed it to Su Han.

Su Han took the Medicinal Pill, nodded to everyone, and under Elder Lin's escort, quickly returned to his quarters to heal.

Although he won today's battle, he had also paid a great price. More importantly, the Reincarnation Rebirth sword strike he displayed would inevitably attract attention from all sides. An ordinary man is guiltless, but treasuring a jade ring becomes a crime; he understood this principle.

"I must increase my strength as quickly as possible..." Su Han made a silent resolution. The upcoming matches would only become more difficult. Moreover, the Demonic Seed was like a sword hanging over his head, liable to erupt at any moment.

While Su Han was healing, news of him defeating Zhao Jinglei and performing a sword Move containing the Samsara Artistic Conception spread through Tianyuan City as if it had grown wings, diffusing even further.

The name Su Han of the Qingyun Sect truly entered the sights of the major powers in the Eastern Region for the first time.

Meanwhile, in the shadows, several ill-intentioned gazes quietly fell upon him.

...

At Su Han's quarters, inside a quiet room.

Elder Lin set up several Restrictions and looked at Su Han, who was sitting cross-legged and healing, with a grave expression.

"That sword Move you performed today... where did it come from?" Elder Lin asked in a low voice. Having lived for centuries, he was widely experienced and naturally saw the extraordinary nature of that strike. It was definitely not something a Middle Stage Star Sea Realm Disciple could comprehend on their own, nor was it a Move that should exist within the Qingyun Sect's Star-Moon Sword Dao Legacy.

Su Han slowly opened his eyes. Knowing he couldn't hide it, he spoke with a mix of truth and lies, "To answer the Elder, this sword Move was created by chance yesterday during my life-and-death battle with the Yin Kui. I felt something in my heart and combined the Star-Moon Sword Dao with my own slight insights into life, death, and rotation. I didn't know its power would be so great, nor did I know it contained any Samsara Artistic Conception."

"Created from your own insights?" Elder Lin's brow furrowed. He stared at Su Han for a long while, and seeing his expression was frank and didn't seem fake, he finally nodded slowly. "If that's truly the case, your talent in the Sword Dao is nothing short of a Prodigy. However..."

His tone shifted, becoming serious. "You should understand the principle that treasuring a jade ring becomes a crime. After today, who knows how many people will be targeting you. The Sect can protect you for a time, but not for a lifetime. Before the Great Competition ends, do not leave your quarters easily, and certainly do not act alone. I will assign more people to protect you in the shadows."

"I understand. Thank you, Elder," Su Han said respectfully.

"Mhm." Elder Lin nodded and took out another Medicinal Pill. "This is the Heart-Clearing Demon-Suppressing Pill. It can temporarily suppress the Demonic Seed and stabilize your mind. Take it first and heal well. Tomorrow's opponent will only be stronger than Zhao Jinglei. If your injuries are too severe, do not force yourself; preserving your life and Foundation is what matters most."

"Yes."

Elder Lin gave a few more instructions before getting up to leave, leaving Su Han alone in the quiet room.

Su Han took the Heart-Clearing Demon-Suppressing Pill. A cool sensation of Qi rose from his abdomen and quickly flowed through his entire body, and the cold, piercing pain in his chest instantly lessened significantly. He didn't dare delay and immediately circulated the Primordial Star Arts, guiding Primal Star Power to flow through his Meridians to repair his injuries while continuing to suppress and refine the Demonic Seed.

Time passed quietly during the healing process.

Night fell, and the lanterns began to glow.

Tianyuan City remained extraordinarily lively. In every restaurant and teahouse, people were discussing the earth-shaking duel from the daytime. Su Han's name was mentioned repeatedly.

Deep within a hidden residence in the city, in a dimly lit secret room, several figures were conversing in low voices.

"Has it been confirmed? Does what Su Han performed truly contain a trace of the Samsara Artistic Conception?" an old, raspy voice asked.

"It's almost certain," another shrill voice replied. "Though it's still immature, that resonance of the birth and death of all things, the rotation of years cannot be faked. This boy must have a great secret on him."

"Qingyun Sect... Star-Moon Sword Dao... when did it ever get involved with the Samsara Artistic Conception?" a third person asked in confusion.

"Regardless of the connection, this boy must be under our control." The old voice carried an unquestionable authority. "The intent of Reincarnation concerns the opportunity to achieve the Dao; it must not be lost. Send people to keep a close eye on him, find an opportunity... and bring him back."

"But, regarding the Qingyun Sect..."

"What about the Qingyun Sect? As long as our hands are clean, who can trace it back to us?" the old voice sneered. "Don't forget, this is Tianyuan City, a place of mixed dragons and snakes. It's perfectly normal for a Disciple to accidentally disappear or suffer Qi Deviation."

"Yes..." the others responded respectfully.

In the secret room, the light flickered, casting several distorted shadows. (End of Chapter)