Chapter 72: Holy Son Inspection

After finishing breakfast, Ye Liuyun was about to continue cultivating when someone informed him that Han Shan wanted them to go to the Grand Hall for a meeting.

He rushed to the Grand Hall. The ten house owners also arrived one after another.

Ye Liuyun discovered that not only his own realm had advanced, but the others' realms had also improved to varying degrees.

These people had all exchanged points and were desperately cultivating.

The number of people in the preparation camp had decreased, but the competitive mechanism remained unchanged, so no one dared to slack off.

After Han Shan appeared and saw that their realms had all risen, he couldn't help but nod in satisfaction.

"Not bad, all have improved! I believe the Prince will be more pleased when he sees you."

As soon as Han Shan finished speaking, someone asked, "Is the Prince going to summon us?"

"Indeed, the Prince left the sect today. In three days he will select a Holy Son among you."

The crowd went wild with joy, but Ye Liuyun asked blankly, "What is a Holy Son?"

Hearing that, Han Shan almost shouted in anger! Among the Golden Armor Guards, the only one who still doesn't know what a Holy Son is is probably just Ye Liuyun.

"A Holy Son is essentially the Prince's disciple! The Prince fears it would affect your future apprenticeship, so he doesn't take you directly as disciples. A Holy Son enjoys better resources and the Prince's personal guidance, and his status is higher than ours, the Hall Guards."

"Oh!" Ye Liuyun replied, and said nothing more.

The excitement and thrill Han Shan had anticipated were absent from Ye Liuyun's face, and consequently Han Shan himself lost his enthusiasm.

He waved to everyone, "Go back and prepare; in three days the Prince will summon you."

So everyone left the Grand Hall, faces alight with excitement, while Ye Liuyun remained calm as ever.

Yu Wenlong asked, "Why aren't you excited?"

Ye Liuyun replied, "The Holy Son's status is higher than a Hall Guard's, so it's certainly not easy to attain."

"So you were worried about that! Fair enough, only you and Shi Jing Tian have a chance here. As for me, I don't mind; the Holy Son is definitely not for me. But getting a glimpse of the Prince is enough for me to brag about for a while!" Yu Wenlong laughed.

Ye Liuyun returned to his quarters, worried, and immediately began cultivating.

He had just switched techniques and hadn't reached a complete realm yet; being a Holy Son candidate now was disadvantageous for him.

If the selection were a month later, he would have a much better chance!

Nevertheless, he didn't give up, spending the three days diligently practicing the technique while also cultivating his Soul.

His Divine Sense now extends roughly three li outward.

The Soul Sword, his trump card, has been continuously cultivated. Now a single strike can instantly kill Martial Cultivators below True Origin Quadruple, and can heavily wound those at True Yuan Fifth Tier.

Even against a True Origin Sixfold opponent, it can cause a brief loss of consciousness, temporarily stripping resistance.

His Illusion Pupil has also improved considerably; now it can briefly plunge a True Origin Sixfold person into an Illusion Realm, though his illusion techniques lack killing power.

Ye Liuyun suddenly thought that if he could incorporate the Purple Lightning Frenzy technique into his illusion, he could directly strike the opponent's Soul.

At that thought, he felt eager and decided to try the Purple Lightning Prison technique first to test the idea.

He gave it a try and actually managed to create a Purple Lightning Prison with his illusion.

The reason he used Purple Lightning Prison instead of the lethal Purple Lightning Annihilation is that some opponents might be allies and cannot be killed, especially while he is still unfamiliar with his Illusion Pupil. Hence he chose a milder move.

Later, he summoned a Black Python and a Bald Vulture to practice. Sure enough, he could trap their Souls with the Purple Lightning Prison, and once released, they were completely weakened, lacking any fighting strength!

"Ha ha, this move is great! If it's an enemy, it can kill; if it's an ally, sending them back to rest causes no serious effect."

Ye Liuyun was very satisfied with this technique!

He didn't expect that a sudden idea of his would yield such an unexpected result.

"I don't even know if this counts as a technique I created myself!"

He suddenly felt he could devote more effort to blending various techniques in the future. After Ye Liuyun integrated the Purple Lightning Prison into his Illusion Pupil, the time for the Heavenly Luck King's summons arrived.

Everyone had already arrived early at the Grand Hall to wait, and only Ye Liuyun was the last to rush in.

"You really can keep your cool! The Prince's summons and you're still this late!" Seeing Ye Liuyun stroll in unhurriedly, Wu Gang couldn't help but urge him to move faster.

"The Prince hasn't arrived yet, why the rush!" Ye Liuyun smiled, greeted the crowd, and then took his place in the line.

However, after waiting for a long time, the ones who arrived were not the Heavenly Luck King but several youths, all around eighteen or nineteen years old.

From afar, Han Shan saw them and introduced, "These people are the Holy Sons!"

Ye Liuyun surveyed their realms and muttered to himself:

"Truly worthy of Holy Sons, all are at True Origin Sixfold, and one at True Origin Sevenfold! Bringing these people here is probably meant to give us a warning."

Although these youths were about the same age, after arriving they glanced at them once and then looked away, clearly not favoring them.

Among them was a teenage boy in black robes, whose realm was also the highest among them—True Origin Sevenfold. His expression was cold and indifferent, not even giving them a glance.

Another person twirled a folding fan in his hand, cheerfully greeting Han Shan.

"Hall Guard Han Shan, the Prince has been delayed, so we came first. Sorry to disturb you!"

"Holy Sons, you're welcome, please come in!"

Han Shan tried to let them into the Grand Hall, but they showed no intention to enter.

The fan‑wielding youth asked, "Lord Han Shan, are these this year's top ten? They look rather weak!"

Han Shan gave an awkward smile, didn't answer, and instead asked, "Song Holy Son, what instructions does the Prince have?"

"The Prince's meaning is, 'Anyone who can defeat one of us may become a Holy Son!'" the youth said.

Han Shan's face showed unease, and he glanced at the cold‑distant black‑clad youth, thinking, "Who could beat him? That's a tough ask."

The youth then spoke up, "Even managing a single move on me counts!"

"Perfect, I also want to see how junior brother Wei Zhen's strength has progressed. Let the junior brother take the first match!"

The Song Holy Son urged him to act, wanting to see how his recent strength had improved.

Wei Zhen said nothing more and stepped into the arena. "First place, step forward."

He directly called out the strongest to duel him, and anyone who could hold a single move against him could become a Holy Son.

Shi Jing Tian felt a surge of excitement. Even with the gap in realms, holding a single move should be doable! So he hurried out.

But Wu Gang and the others wore envious faces. It seems Shi Jing Tian is definitely going to become a Holy Son!

Could there be two Holy Sons this year?

They are not worried about Ye Liuyun at all, knowing that Ye Liuyun once beheaded a True Essence Sixth Layer Martial Cultivator.

"Make your move, or you won't have a chance!" the youth named Wei Zhen said.

At this point, everyone was even more convinced that Shi Jing Tian would definitely become a Holy Son! They even let Shi Jing Tian go first.

Wu Gang could hardly wait to go up himself. "In a moment I'll challenge him too! Maybe I can become a Holy Son as well!" he thought to himself.

"Fine!" Shi Jing Tian felt a surge of joy and immediately drew his sword.

"Jinghong Strike!"

A blade of light raced toward Wei Zhen with unparalleled speed. It was Shi Jing Tian's strongest sword, swift and powerful.