Chapter 101 Wanting a Master

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Half an hour later.

Su Ye changed into a clean white robe and followed Xiao Yichen to the Holy Lords Hall.

The Holy Lords Hall was located on the Main Peak in the center of the Taichu Holy Land, serving as the power center of the entire Holy Land. The entire hall was crafted from Ten-Thousand-Year Warm Jade, standing a hundred zhang tall with a magnificent Aura. In front of the hall stood nine Coiled Dragon Pillars, each carved with lifelike Dragons, radiating a vast pressure.

Su Ye followed Xiao Yichen into the hall.

Inside the hall, Holy Master Luo Qinghan sat high in the main seat, her Aura restrained, yet she possessed a natural majesty that commanded respect without anger.

Below her, several people were standing.

Peak Master Liu Changqing of Pill Cauldron Peak looked pale, and when he saw Su Ye enter, his eyes were filled with resentment.

Peak Master Meng Shanhe of Beast Taming Peak stood with his hands behind his back and nodded slightly toward Su Ye.

Hall Master Luo Xinghe of the Law Enforcement Hall was expressionless, showing no joy or anger.

There was also an old man in a purple robe whom Su Ye did not recognize. But judging by the Aura around him, he was at least at the Tribulation Transcendence Realm.

"Disciple Su Ye greets the Holy Revered Master."

Su Ye cupped his fists in salute.

Luo Qinghan nodded.

"Rise."

Her voice was still cold, but there was a hint of appreciation in her gaze as she looked at Su Ye.

"Su Ye, do you know why I have summoned you here?"

"This Disciple does not know."

Su Ye shook his head.

"Then I shall tell you."

Luo Qinghan stood up and walked over to Su Ye.

"The rules for the Grand Competition in three months have changed."

She paused and said word by word:

"It is no longer just for Disciples at the Golden Core Stage and below. Instead—all Disciples, including those in the Nascent Soul Stage, Soul Transformation Stage, and even the Void Tempering stage, can participate!"

The whole room was in an uproar!

A gloating smile appeared on Liu Changqing's face.

Luo Xinghe frowned slightly.

Meng Shanhe's face darkened.

The purple-robed old man looked thoughtful.

Su Ye, however, remained unfazed and even smiled.

"Does the Holy Revered Master mean that the opponents this Disciple has to face are no longer small fry at the Golden Core Stage, but Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters at the Nascent Soul Stage, Soul Transformation Stage, and even the Void Tempering stage?"

"Exactly."

Luo Qinghan looked at him. "What, are you afraid?"

"Afraid?"

Su Ye smiled. "The Holy Revered Master must be joking. This Disciple simply thinks this is more interesting."

"Interesting?"

A hint of a smile flashed in Luo Qinghan's eyes. "Then I shall tell you one more thing."

"The reward for first place in this Grand Competition is—the opportunity to enter the Taichu Secret Realm."

The Taichu Secret Realm!

As soon as those words were spoken, even the always expressionless Luo Xinghe's face changed.

The Taichu Secret Realm was the foundation of the Taichu Holy Land. It was said to hide countless Heaven And Earth Treasures and ancient Legacies, and there were even rumors that it held the secret to the Mahayana stage!

However, the Taichu Secret Realm only opened once every hundred years, and only ten people could enter each time. Furthermore, the cultivation of those entering could not exceed the Soul Transformation Stage.

Therefore, every time the Secret Realm opened, it was the most intense competition in the entire Holy Land!

"Holy Revered Master, this is unfair!"

Liu Changqing couldn't help but speak up. "Su Ye is only at the Nascent Soul Seventh Heaven. Why should he be able to enter the Secret Realm? What qualifications does he have?"

"Qualifications?"

Luo Qinghan glanced at him indifferently. "If I say he has them, he has them. Do you have an objection?"

Liu Changqing choked on his words and didn't dare to speak further.

Luo Qinghan turned to Su Ye.

"Su Ye, I will give you three months. In three months, I want you to seize first place in the Grand Competition with overwhelming dominance."

"Can you do it?"

Su Ye looked at her and smiled.

"Holy Revered Master, this Disciple has a question."

"Speak."

"If this Disciple takes first place, besides the chance to enter the Secret Realm, are there any other rewards?"

Luo Qinghan arched an eyebrow.

"What do you want?"

Su Ye thought for a moment and said seriously:

"This Disciple wants a promise."

"What kind of promise?"

"I cannot say now."

Su Ye shook his head. "I will tell the Holy Revered Master after I take first place."

Luo Qinghan looked at him, a hint of amusement flashing in her eyes.

"Are you so confident that you will definitely take first place?"

"Of course."

Su Ye smiled brilliantly. "This Disciple never does anything he isn't sure of."

Luo Qinghan was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"Fine. I promise you."

"Thank you, Holy Revered Master!"

Su Ye cupped his fists in salute.

...

After leaving the Holy Lords Hall, Su Ye was stopped by Meng Shanhe.

"Kid, a word in private."

The two walked to a quiet corner.

Meng Shanhe looked at him with a complex gaze.

"The rules of the Grand Competition have changed. Do you know what that means?"

"I know."

Su Ye nodded. "It means the opponents I face will be stronger."

"It's more than that."

Meng Shanhe shook his head. "It means that those Nascent Soul Stage and Soul Transformation Stage Disciples who originally disdained participating in the Grand Competition will also join. Especially those few Soul Transformation Stage prodigies; none of them are easy to deal with."

"For example?"

"For example, the chief Disciple of Sword Peak, Jian Wuxin. At the Soul Transformation Fifth Heaven, he Cultivates the ancient sword technique 'Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Ancestor' and is said to be invincible among those of the same rank. Then there's the chief Disciple of Spirit Peak, Ling Mengyao, at the Soul Transformation Third Heaven, a Natural Spirit Body who excels in all kinds of bizarre techniques. And..."

Meng Shanhe named seven or eight people in a row, each of whom was a renowned Prodigy of the Taichu Holy Land.

After listening, Su Ye nodded.

"And?"

"And?"

Meng Shanhe was stunned. "These aren't enough?"

"Not enough."

Su Ye shook his head. "Peak Revered Master Meng, the people you mentioned are indeed very strong. But it's not them I'm concerned about."

"Then what are you concerned about?"

"What I'm concerned about is—"

Su Ye looked directly into his eyes. "Who is the person you want me to deal with?"

Meng Shanhe's pupils constricted.

After a long silence, he finally spoke slowly.

"Do you really want to know?"

"Of course."

"Very well."

Meng Shanhe took a deep breath and said in a low voice:

"The person I want you to deal with is the Grand Elder of the Taichu Holy Land—Yun Zhonghe."

Su Ye raised an eyebrow.

"A Grand Elder?"

"He is at the Void Tempering Realm Great Perfection, just one step away from Undergoing Tribulation. And..."

A flash of hatred appeared in Meng Shanhe's eyes.

"Three hundred years ago, it was him who personally killed my wife."

Su Ye was silent.

"Back then, my wife accidentally obtained a spirit egg of an ancient Divine Beast and intended to offer it to the Holy Land. As a result, Yun Zhonghe was blinded by greed and wanted to seize it. When my wife refused to comply, he struck her down and even forged evidence, saying my wife was in league with the Demonic Path and attempted to steal a treasure of the Holy Land."

"When I arrived, I only saw her corpse. And that spirit egg had also been snatched away by Yun Zhonghe."

"That spirit egg is the one I gave you last night."

Su Ye was shaken.

"That spirit egg was your wife's memento?"

"Exactly."

Meng Shanhe nodded. "All these years, I have been enduring in silence, just waiting for a chance for revenge. But that Yun Zhonghe holds a high position and is a Grand Elder; I simply couldn't touch him."