Chapter 178: Snowy Memories

Around the Life-and-Death Platform, the academy disciples had already filled the area, flocking over to watch the excitement.

"The Blood Demon Sect has shown up! Ye Liuyun wants to claim twenty Blood Demon Sect disciples for himself!"

"It is said that among the Blood Demon Sect disciples there are Sixth Sea Transformation disciples! Could Ye Liuyun be a match?"

Qi Tianyue, Nan Xin'er, Song Yi, Li Mengxi and others all rushed over.

Looking at those twenty Blood Demon Sect disciples, even though they trusted Ye Liuyun, they still worried about his safety in their hearts.

Ye Liuyun was still clad in white, bearing a black sword, his black hair fluttering, and a pair of Golden Pupils made him look utterly uncanny.

When he stepped onto the platform, a chorus of shrieks erupted from the female disciples. At some point, he had become an idol adored by the academy's female disciples.

"These women! So shameless!" Nan Xin was turned pale with anger at the female disciples.

Suddenly, a powerful saintly pressure surged from afar, racing toward the Life-and-Death Platform.

Ye Liuyun stood on the platform, looking toward the source of the pressure. This pressure was far stronger than ordinary saintly pressure.

As Ye Liuyun's cultivation advanced, he had developed some resistance to saintly pressure. Yet before this pressure, he still felt a sense of helplessness.

Facing such a powerhouse, he still lacked the strength to resist.

The Director of the Holy Martial Academy and the Elders were tense. "Could someone be causing trouble again?" each seemed as if facing a great enemy.

When they saw who the newcomer was, they all relaxed.

The newcomer wore the attire of a Holy Martial Academy elder; he was an elderly man with white hair and a flushed face.

The moment the elder landed, he withdrew the pressure and surveyed the Blood Demon Sect members.

Director Nan Feng hurriedly led the Hall Masters and Elders to greet him. "Grand Elder! Why did you arrive early?"

"I heard the Blood Demon Sect was coming to challenge Ye Liuyun, so I came early to take a look!" He then looked at Ye Liuyun on the platform.

As for the Blood Demon Sect's chief and elders, he didn't even glance at them. He is the Grand Elder of the Main Institute; the chiefs of the Blood Demon Sect's branches have no right to speak with him.

The Director, Ye Liuyun and the others felt a stir. "The Main Institute is truly well‑informed! While they didn't know anyone was causing trouble, the Main Institute already did."

"What a handsome youth!" The Grand Elder's first impression of Ye Liuyun was good. However, when he saw Ye Liuyun's cultivation, he was startled and hurriedly asked the Director, "Nan Feng, didn't you say he was only at True Essence Eightfold?"

"Senior, Ye Liuyun recently went alone to eradicate the Blood Demon Sect's Great Zhou branch; after returning his cultivation rose, and after entering the Blood Thunder Peak Secret Realm his level rose again. So his current realm is far beyond what I mentioned last time. I didn't expect him to improve so quickly!"

"Ha ha, he's indeed a good seed!" The Grand Elder glanced at those Blood Demon Sect disciples and said to Ye Liuyun, "If you eliminate them all, you won't need any further assessment."

Ye Liuyun bowed from afar to the Grand Elder. "Disciple obeys your command!"

The branch institute's disciples now watched Ye Liuyun with envy.

This is a leap to the heavens! A disciple of the Main Institute's Grand Elder! That's something many have dreamed of but could never obtain!

The Director invited the Grand Elder to the viewing platform, yielding the main seat.

Ye Liuyun steadied himself and asked the Blood Demon Sect disciples calmly, "Who will take the first match?"

The Grand Elder had taken him as a disciple; although he was also excited, there were still twenty tough battles ahead. He needed to control his emotions, lest he reveal a flaw.

Swish.

A Blood Demon Sect disciple of Second Sea Transformation leapt onto the platform. "I'll sample your techniques."

Coincidentally, after the disciple stepped onto the stage, snow began to fall from the sky, making him pause in surprise.

"It's snowing!" Ye Liuyun stared at the snowflakes, lost in thought.

The snow fell heavier.

Ye Liuyun recalled a snowy afternoon over a year ago. He had been assassinated in the snow by Ye Xinyu, after which his bloodline power awakened, and he formally embarked on the path of martial cultivation.

"I really should thank Ye Xinyu! Otherwise my bloodline might still be dormant!" Ye Liuyun mused internally.

"It's been over a year now; after the snow season I'll be sixteen! I wonder how my parents and aunt are doing," Ye Liuyun thought to himself.

His opponent, seeing him stare at the snow, barked coldly, "You still dare to be distracted on the platform! Receive death!"

After speaking, he surged his true qi, whipping the snow into a frenzy, and lunged at Ye Liuyun.

Ye Liuyun seemed oblivious, his gaze sweeping over the opponent as if he hadn't seen him, and continued to look up at the sky, sighing.

"That guy! That same expression again." From below, Nan Xin'er recalled that when Ye Liuyun first entered the sect, he always wore an expression that showed he didn't care about others.

Qi Tianyue and the others grew anxious in secret. "Why is he spacing out on the platform!"

The branch disciples were curious. "Has Ye Liuyun gone stupid?"

"This concerns the branch's reputation; if this kid is so absent‑minded and loses, what then?" a disciple muttered.

"If you think you can do better, step up! Look at him, even the snow looks so handsome! Look at yourself!" A Ye Liuyun fangirl beside him flipped her face on the spot, scowling at the complaining disciple.

"Fine, fine, can't I admit I'm wrong!" The disciple, seeing the sister who was gripping her waist to fight and the murderous gazes from the surrounding female disciples, instantly felt a surge of survival instinct, confessed his mistake, and escaped disaster.

The two people on the stage seemed frozen. The Blood Demon Sect disciple's aura gradually dissipated, and both remained motionless.

Even the Elders on the viewing platform wore puzzled expressions. Only the Mystic Saint nodded approvingly with a smile.

"It's a pity this kid doesn't study illusion arts!"

Ye Liuyun recalled a few moments of memories within the Ye Clan, then pulled his mind back.

Everyone saw him slowly reach toward that disciple, extend a finger, and give a gentle push.

The disciple fell straight backward with a "thud", staying in that posture on the ground, his body already rigid.

"Sss!"

Both the audience on the platform and below inhaled a cold breath in unison.

The Grand Elder looked even more satisfied. "His Soul is that strong!"

Ye Liuyun made a gesture, retrieving the Blood Demon Sect disciple's Storage Ring. After the Steward lifted the disciple's corpse away, he said, "Next!"

The Blood Demon Sect disciples were all shocked. "How could this happen! He died before we even got a chance to strike!"

Suddenly, they felt some regret. Now they seemed to understand why they had been locked in the preparation zone.

Thus another Second Sea Transformation disciple gritted his teeth and stepped onto the platform.

"Kid, if you have the skill, fight me with real weapons; using a Spiritual Soul Attack, what kind of skill is that!"

The disciples of the branch courtyard below, however, all began to shout insults.

"The Xuemo Sect is really shameless—does using Divine Sense attacks not count as skill?"

That disciple also died amid a chorus of curses, his face flushed from holding back. But if Ye Liuyun used a Soul-type attack, he couldn't block it at all.

"The result will be the same! You're too weak!" Ye Liuyun said lightly.