Chapter 815: Will You Come When You're Called?

You Yao, as one of the Three Great Prodigies of the Northern Continent, now struck out in fury, using her most familiar divine art—even if not her full strength—could never be easily blocked by any other sect’s senior disciple.

When the white radiance pierced the sky and shattered the clear-light chessboard, Shen Yi had already proven to all that he possessed the qualification to control the Four Prefectures.

Moreover, judging merely by appearances, the two had exchanged moves flawlessly, and he appeared even more relaxed in his movements than You Yao.

“How long has Master Tai Xu really been in Lingxu Cave? Yet he wields this Pure Realm technique with such mastery…”

Though the disciples did not, based solely on this display, believe Shen Yi surpassed You Yao—after all, he still benefited from the spiritual treasure—his talent alone was truly terrifying.

“This should be enough.”

As the saying goes, seeing a leopard through a bamboo tube: from just now, it was clear that even if their cultivation bases still differed, the gap was certainly not vast.

At this level, even if they fought longer, no clear victor could emerge in a short while—eventually, their elders would have to intervene and separate them.

If Sister You Yao still wishes to preserve some dignity in the Northern Continent, she should turn away now and avoid dragging this matter to an irrecoverable end—that would be the wise choice.

“…”

You Yao, the True Person, watched the countless clear lights vanish into nothingness; her eyelid twitched. She had never met such a hidden person—every time she saw him again, she discovered something new about him.

Now, even she felt a pang of awe toward this man.

Had he possessed only power without restraint, when he first arrived in the Northern Continent, his sharpness would have drawn the entire Three Immortal Sect’s enmity, and they would have united to expel him… or even crush him.

Only by suppressing his nature, advancing step by step, and earning full recognition from the sect members could this man truly earn the right to contend.

This Tai Xu True Lord had prepared thoroughly. Following his path, any fellow disciple he chose to challenge—need not even be someone as weak as Yun Miao—would, if caught off guard, suffer defeat and accept the loss, allowing him to achieve his goal.

But he chose the wrong target.

How could You Yao ever become someone else’s stepping stone?

“Think you can step over me…”

You Yao raised her right arm, flipped her palm, and a crystal-clear pearl hovered into the air.

She ruthlessly channeled all her Tribulation power into it, her cold voice spreading swiftly: “You dream.”

Even if it meant mutual destruction, she would make this brat shatter first—let alone that he currently lacked even the ability to do so.

“Biyou Pearl!”

Though also a Three-Refined spiritual treasure, as You Yao’s possession, this pearl was far more renowned than the Wuwei Sword.

As soon as the pearl emitted its radiance, the disciples of Tian Ta Mountain instinctively scattered.

“You Yao, are you trying to flood Kaiyuan Prefecture?”

They even dropped the title “sister”—among sectmates, duels were for competing for spiritual offerings, but this madwoman now sought to destroy the entire Kaiyuan Prefecture.

Their voices were quickly drowned out by roaring thunder.

Four seas of water surged from the horizon, as if artificially creating an endless marsh above Kaiyuan Prefecture; the furious waves, drawn by the Biyou Pearl, coalesced into countless colossal water dragons.

In the past, seeing this, Yun Miao True Person would have been frantic—after all, in his eyes, these lands were his future Dao halls; how could such divine resources be wasted so recklessly?

But now, he stared fixedly at Shen Yi, eager to witness how the man would perish beneath this spiritual treasure.

The next instant, ten thousand dragons roared and slammed into the mortal world!

“…”

Shen Yi faced the heavens, holding his sword like a brush, then swept ink across the sky.

The Wuwei Sword remained as ancient and plain as ever—even the earlier white radiance had vanished entirely, resembling nothing more than an ordinary iron blade.

Yet the moment it rose, every water dragon reversed course, reuniting into an endless expanse of water.

With every inch Shen Yi lifted his arm, the great ocean rose a hundred li.

One man, one sword, lifted the ocean into the sky, forming a straight white line suspended midair.

All spiritual treasures were Three-Refined; the contest was one of the cultivator’s foundational depth.

The ocean moved slowly, yet it rose steadily.

As this sight struck the onlookers, they nearly forgot to retreat, only staring in stunned silence.

Master Tai Xu had once again shattered his fellow disciples’ perceptions—he was not merely more talented than the Northern Continent’s prodigies; his cultivation base now surpassed Sister You Yao’s!

At this moment, You Yao’s face had grown grim.

The first strike could be excused as reliance on a spiritual treasure—but what excuse could she offer now?

She could not fathom how a Qi Refiner from the Southern Continent, where monks reigned supreme, had cultivated to such a level—and how someone with such power could still have been driven out of the Southern Continent, forced to flee to the Northern Continent merely to save his life.

Amidst the exclamations of her fellow disciples, You Yao’s fingers trembled slightly as she strained downward, yet could not halt the rising ocean.

With her insight, she could not fail to see: this insect-demon disciple’s cultivation surpassed hers.

Thinking of this, she coldly glanced aside.

“Huh.”

Yun Miao exhaled deeply, without the slightest hesitation, he summoned his previous fan once more—its frame like jade, its surface a misty cloud when unfurled.

He leapt downward, his robes billowing, sleeves swelling with wind.

All the resentment he had endured in Zhenning Prefecture now converged into this single fan.

The wind, though invisible, was sharper than steel blades—and utterly undefendable.

Before the howling wind reached them, the towering mountains collapsed like dry reeds.

After so long of restraint, when he finally struck, he realized… even if his power didn’t match those three, it was nowhere near inferior—by Northern Continent standards, he fully deserved the title of senior disciple.

Even You Yao unconsciously raised an eyebrow, slightly startled.

Yet this fierce strike drew no praise or admiration—only a chorus of curses echoed around them.

“Despicable! I’ve never seen anyone act as a dog so shamelessly!”

“Yun Miao, he’s your own junior brother!”

Joining others to pressure Tai Xu True Lord was bad enough—merely calling him spineless—but now, while these two were locked in stalemate, he dared launch a sneak attack? This was clearly meant to kill.

Assisting outsiders in murdering a fellow sect brother—who but a monster could do such a thing?

“Hah.”

Hearing the curses, Yun Miao did not stop—he channeled more Tribulation power, swinging the fan tirelessly.

His eyes held only the one responsible for his downfall.

Shen Yi, wielding the Wuwei Sword to resist the Biyou Pearl, now faced a crisis as waves of Gang wind battered him from behind.

At that moment, a disciple suddenly shouted: “Master Tai Xu, beware!”

With this warning, everyone realized another figure behind You Yao had vanished from their sight.

The small, delicate Daoist acolyte appeared silently behind Shen Yi, expressionless.

Lu Tong had been raised since childhood under the Pure Light Immortal, serving as a personal attendant, learning only celestial arts.

But now, he channeled all his demonic power.

You Yao and Yun Miao were restraining him—Lu Tong was the true lethal strike.

Everyone knew: demons’ close-combat prowess might not rival the Bodhi Monks’, yet they could easily tear apart an immortal’s Dao body.

Instantly, a piercing demonic shriek echoed across mountains and rivers.

“Ahh!”

The massive figure standing atop the peak, though not as grand as the earlier white deer’s divine form, was undeniably the true demonic body—it raised both fists like drumsticks and slammed them down upon the tiny figure below!

The three worked in perfect tandem, finally forming an inescapable killing trap.

“It’s over…”

The Three Immortal Sect disciples did not for a moment believe Shen Yi lacked strength—in fact, unless it was one of the sect’s elders who had reached Great Arhat status, not a single third-rank cultivator across both sects could survive this scenario.

This was no duel—it was a premeditated assassination!

Shen Yi felt the wind strike from behind; finally, black clouds surged over his entire body.

The next instant, he vanished from this world.

“You won’t escape.”

Before the disciples could relax, the demon-deer, as if anticipating it, thrust both palms into the black clouds and tore them apart with savage demonic power—forcing open a gap before the Tai Xu Realm fully sealed—and stepped boldly inside.

“So that’s all your ability?”

Seeing Shen Yi flee, Yun Miao’s expressionless face finally twisted into a cruel grin.

You Yao was right—sometimes, overthinking was pointless; a single finger could reveal that the obstacle before you was nothing but a bubble—pierce it, and it bursts.

“Kill him.”

You Yao swept her sleeve, retrieved the Biyou Pearl, and her body transformed into a streak of light, dragging Yun Miao as they both shot toward the tear.

Today, she wanted nothing else but the insect-demon disciple’s life.

In the blink of an eye, all four duelists vanished from Kaiyuan Prefecture.

Only the shaken disciples remained, breathing heavily, exchanging silent, grim glances—You Yao’s aggression had made them see this great tribulation anew.

Even among sectmates, cruelty could run this deep!

…

The once soul-crushing Tai Xu, thick with gray mist, still radiated a deathly stillness.

But to the three who had mastered the Nine-Nine Transformations and studied Dao scriptures since childhood, it appeared absurdly laughable.

To rely on this pitiful thing for survival was pure delusion.

The mighty deer demon advanced calmly, casually swiping away the surrounding gray mist; crimson demonic energy rose like spider silk, probing every corner of the Tai Xu Realm.

You Yao and Yun Miao strolled leisurely—not the slightest panic, even exuding the glee of a cat toying with a mouse.

From this mist, they would drag out the fleeing youth—this insect-demon disciple should die like an insect, crushed in a single grip.

“Two fists cannot fight four hands. Surrender quietly.”

Unlike these two, Lu Tong did not act out of anger—he acted for revenge.

There’s no time for idle leisure.

All I want is to offer that person’s flesh and blood to appease my brother’s soul.

The deer demon lifted its head, gazing toward a certain spot, then calmly clenched its fist. The blood threads scattered throughout the gray mist, at its motion, became a colossal claw that seized the misty curtain and ripped it open!

“Found you.”

The three stood side by side, gazing ahead.

The young man in white robes did not appear frightened as they had imagined; he did not even seem to be fleeing. He stood with hands hanging at his sides deep within Grand Void, perfectly still.

Behind him, a colossal shadow formed from black clouds seemed ready to burst through this Grand Void.

“Not planning to run again?”

Yun Miao stepped to the front, gently touching his own face—he could still feel the searing heat on his skin.

When that person shoved him away in Zhenning Prefecture, how carefree and arrogant he had been, savoring his fellow sect members’ astonishment while mercilessly trampling his own senior brother into the mud.

I only hope that this junior brother, when his Dao fades and his body perishes, will be just as carefree.

At that moment, Yun Miao was suddenly yanked back by You Yao.

He turned back in confusion, but before he could ask, his pupils rapidly dilated.

On both sides, two immense figures—so vast they stretched beyond sight—stood motionless like lifeless corpses, towering like mountains piercing the heavens, silently overlooking them all.

Two fists cannot fight four hands—that saying is true enough.

Shen Yi looked at the deer demon and said softly, “Do you have more hands?”

Yet the deer demon seemed deaf, staring blankly to the left, gazing up at the majestic divine form wreathed in flowing clouds, its body trembling slowly: “You dare… use my brother’s corpse to make a puppet…”

So vividly alive, as if his brother had truly been reborn.

The white deer looked down upon the Deer Child and sighed, “I told you to come—and you actually came?”

It seemed to see its former self. If the beginning was identical, then the outcome was likely no different.

The next instant, the towering divine form swung its fist, smashing the Deer Child deep into Grand Void.

Since you’ve come, then serve the Lord faithfully.

Almost simultaneously, the indigo flesh mountain extended a colossal palm, forcing Yun Miao to retreat, its snarling laugh deafening: “Soft-boned shrimp, come play with your Southern Emperor Grandpa!”

Only You Yao remained where she stood, gazing at the young man ahead.

Around this person seemed to cling a veil of mist, rendering him utterly unclear to her no matter how hard she tried.

After a moment, You Yao softly shook her head, then lifted her long neck once more, her gaze sharp as blades, her voice piercing: “I’ll see just how many secrets you’re hiding!”

I am not Yun Miao—I will not be frightened.

The Biyou Pearl shot from her hand, and under the immense power of her Tribulation energy, it once again stirred the Bihaitaotian within Grand Void.

The exact same scene as before.

Shen Yi also wielded Wuwei Sword, but unlike the previous stalemate, this time something clearly differed.

The surging waves instantly dissolved into mist and scattered.

The radiant Biyou Pearl did not even last a breath—it dimmed entirely and fell from the air, landing at You Yao’s feet.

Her fingers trembled violently as she stared in disbelief at the pearl beside her.

There truly was a gap in cultivation base between them.

But it was not slight—it was nearly double.

(End of Chapter)