Saint Sovereign of Nine Heavens

2In the middle of the boundless mountains, there was a towering mountain with palaces everywhere. However, they were all shabby and desolate, with only a few palaces that were still considered relatively intact.     3

    

Although the terrain of the mountain peaks was extraordinary, surpassing most of the mountain ranges within the Ruling Sword Mountain Range, compared to the other peaks of the Ruling Spirit Sect, this mountain seemed extremely dilapidated. In the entire mountain peak, there were only a few palaces or courtyards that were active.    

    

Before the sky brightened, a person stood in front of an ancient broken compass on a star viewing platform on the mountain peak. His aura was deep and obscure.    

    

The compass flickered with an obscure light. It was intermittent, as if it could completely darken at any time. This was because the star compass fixed to the Star Observation Platform was extremely damaged and could only barely circulate.    

    

This person looked at the sky full of stars with a desolate expression. It was unknown how long he stood there like this.    

    

Suddenly, a spirit light similar to the moonlight began to float inside this person's body. A phantom image suddenly appeared and formed into a giant turtle. The white spirit patterns formed the lines on the turtle shell.    

    

As the moonlight floated, the man's face became more distinct. He looked to be in his seventies. His face was full of wrinkles, and he looked extremely distressed. Only his eyes were bright like stars.    

    

The moment the gigantic turtle Spiritual Soul formed by the moonlight's brilliance appeared, the old man's lonely and bitter expression froze. The light in his eyes shone brightly, and an incomparable look of anticipation abruptly emerged.    

    

The giant lustrous moon turtle broke away from the old man's body and landed on the compass, quickly merging into it.    

    

As the gigantic turtle merged with the compass, the moon-white moon-shaped patterns on the compass covered the compass surface like water.    

    

A mysterious conception that conformed to the Great Dao emerged from the ancient compass.    

    

As the moon-colored turtle pattern circulated, it actually flashed into a vague image. If one looked carefully, it was the scene of hundreds of people gathering in front of a great hall!    

    

"Finally, has a trace of hope appeared on my Polar Extreme Peak? The person who once again brought back the glory of the Polar Extreme Peak has appeared? " The old man stared at the compass unblinkingly as tears flickered in his eyes.    

    

As the old man's emotions fluctuated, that moonlight like spiritual light suddenly dimmed for a moment, and the tortoise pattern shattered. That scene immediately disappeared.    

    

The moonlight flew out and entered the old man's body.    

    

Crack * Crack * The stone compass began to crack and crack, and the compass started to collapse.    

    

The old man, however, didn't mind. He turned around and walked down from the Star Observation Platform.    

    

"Peak Master!" Below the Star Observation Platform, an old man with a stooped back that looked like a dying candle in the wind came to greet them. His gaze would occasionally glance at the compass that had turned into a pile of shattered rocks, and his expression was filled with worry.    

    

The old man called Peak Master said: "Today is the day to select disciples? Elder Han went to the Myriad Spirit Palace? "    

    

"Reporting to Peak Master, yes!"    

    

"Alright!" The old man nodded, he then jumped up and turned into a beam of light, heading towards the distant white horizon.    

    

At Myriad Spirit Palace, Chen Yu felt hundreds of gazes landing on him, which had different meanings.    

    

There was pity, there was mockery, there was happiness, there was malice.    

    

Perhaps some of the new disciples still didn't understand the meaning of the term 'no rank Spiritual Soul', but the deacons and elders from the thirty-six peaks were all very clear about it.    

    

In truth, the so-called no rank was just another way of putting it!    

    

"I'm a bit surprised. This Chen Yu, after being abandoned by that Three-jaw Red Dragon, was actually able to fuse with a Spiritual Soul, even though it was just a crippled Spiritual Soul!"    

    

"Trash Spiritual Soul, heh, it might as well not fuse at all!"    

    

"Heaven is the reason, Chen Yu is finally being punished. Let's see if he can still act so arrogantly now!"    

    

"No matter how rampant the Outer Sect is, in the end, the only thing left is to sink into depravity!"    

    

"His physique has destined everything. As expected, he can only be arrogant for a short period of time. Just wait and see how he becomes a cripple! "    

    

"…"    

    

After the old man who was guarding the Myriad Spirit Palace and announced the results, gave Chen Yu a deep look, then turned around and walked into the Myriad Spirit Palace.    

    

The Myriad Spirit Palace door slowly closed behind Chen Yu.    

    

When Chen Yu and the last batch of disciples came out, it attracted everyone's attention. No one paid any more attention to the result of the last batch of disciples fusing with Spiritual Soul.    

    

Under everyone's gazes, Chen Yu looked indifferent, as if he didn't hear any of these discussions and taunts.    

    

After a quick glance, Chen Yu noticed that there were quite a few deacons and elders gathered in the square.    

    

"Chen Yu!" At this moment, Ning Yushi moved his body lightly and came in front of Chen Yu with an apologetic look.    

    

Listening to these malicious discussions, he finally understood the reason why Chen Yu refused to hand over the Flamingo.    

    

"Hall Master Ning!" Chen Yu's expression was cold.    

    

"Now, are you interested in entering the Myriad Spirit Palace?" Ning Yushi said in a deep voice: "Myriad Spirit Palace owes you a favor, as long as you nod your head, no one can stop you from becoming a disciple of Myriad Spirit Palace. And in the entire Ruling Spirit Sect, there is no one who can bully the disciples of the Myriad Spirit Palace! "    

    

Ning Yushi did not lower his voice intentionally. His voice contained an overbearing confidence. When these words came out, many of the deacons and elders' expressions changed.    

    

Many of the new disciples were at a loss. Then, many of them revealed envious and resentful expressions.    

    

"On what basis? How could a trash who had assimilated with a crippled Spiritual Soul be able to receive the favor of someone like the Myriad Spirit Palace Master? "    

    

"In terms of potential, most of the new disciples are a hundred times stronger than that trash Chen Yu. Why would Hall Master Ning choose that Evil Bandit?" Is it just because of his Flamingo? "    

    

"…"    

    

Chen Yu looked at Ning Yushi. The latter had an apologetic look in his eyes, but his expression was sincere.    

    

This was the second time Ning Yushi made such a suggestion!    

    

With Ning Yushi's strength and identity, the moment he opened his mouth, the deacons and elders who came to pick disciples were not qualified to fight with him.    

    

Seeing that none of the deacons and elders spoke a word, the corner of Chen Yu's mouth raised in ridicule, and then, he slowly said: "Apologies, Hall Master Ning, I had no intention to enter Myriad Spirit Palace!"    

    

Ning Yushi said, "Have you thought it through?"    

    

"I've thought about it very clearly!" Chen Yu said in a serious tone.    

    

"He actually rejected Myriad Spirit Palace's invitation!"    

    

"Don't know what's good for you!"    

    

"He's completely seeking his own death. If he had Myriad Spirit Palace and Hall Master Ning's protection, this Evil Bandit might still be able to live on in secret. Without Myriad Spirit Palace protecting him, let's see how long he can live."    

    

"…"    

    

The square went into an uproar again. Those new disciples who were jealous of Chen Yu's good luck and were favored by Ning Yushi felt inexplicably angry when they heard that Chen Yu rejected Ning Yushi instead of feeling regret.    

    

To the new budding disciples, entering the Myriad Spirit Palace was definitely a fortuitous opportunity that they could not ask for. But Chen Yu, unexpectedly, had actually rejected it just like that!    

    

"How dare he reject Hall Master Ning's invitation? Does this Chen Yu not know how to write the word 'die'?"    

    

Even Wenn Siling and Lih Xie revealed a trace of astonishment.    

    

"Whatever!" Ning Yushi was not disappointed nor was he angry. He nodded and signaled to Soong Fengxing.    

    

Soong Fengxing turned around and looked at Fong Xiuyue, who had returned to the square at an unknown time, and nodded at him.    

    

Fong Xiuyue held onto the namelist and asked the law enforcement disciples to maintain order. Arriving not far away from the new disciples, he cupped his hands towards the surroundings and said: "Outer Sect, Fong Xiuyue. Greetings, Different Peaks Fellow disciples, for this year's competition, a hundred of Outer Sect disciples have been promoted to the inner sect. According to the rules and customs for the inner sect disciples to be allocated, elders and deacons, please remain calm.    

    

"Elder Feng, it's better not to talk too much. Let's start now!" The Small Blue Peak Elder Du said in a deep voice.    

    

Fong Xiuyue said, "Elder Du, the rules must be explained so that the new disciples won't be confused. After all, before they were selected and brought away by you all, they still belonged to the Outer Sect! "    

    

"Isn't it just that little bit of rule?" An elder laughed out loud, "Which peak is stronger? The disciples chosen by the various factions will naturally belong to the peak. What is there to say?"    

    

Fong Xiuyue shook his head and laughed, then turned to face all the new disciples, including Chen Yu and said, "Listen up, as long as I say the name, all of you will come out and reveal your Spiritual Soul and see which faction will take your fancy. In the whole process, unless I ask, you guys don't make a sound! "    

    

All of the new disciples nodded their heads, and many of them became nervous.    

    

There was a gap in strength between the inner sect's thirty-six peaks. Which peak was chosen would have a huge impact on the new budding disciples' cultivation in the Ruling Spirit Sect in the future.    

    

"First one, Chen Yu!" Fong Xiuyue said.    

    

Everyone's gaze once again fell on Chen Yu. Many of the deacons and elders revealed malicious smiles.    

    

Chen Yu expressionlessly took a few steps forward and stood beside Fong Xiuyue.    

    

"Everyone, this way!" Fong Xiuyue said loudly.    

    

"Our Little Yan Feng wants this disciple!" A middle-aged deacon with a Spirit Accumulation Stage cultivation was the first to speak. He stared at Chen Yu, and a trace of undisguised, poisonous intent flashed past his eyes.    

    

"Little Yan Feng?" Zhang Lun, you should go to the side. I, Fire Cloud Peak want to accept the first disciple of the Heaven Stairway! " An elder in his fifties spoke, and his voice resounded through the entire venue.    

    

"To waste a quota for the Waste Body of a crippled Spiritual Soul, Elder Hu, you guys are actually willing to part with your Fire Cloud Peak, aren't you?" A cold voice sounded, carrying a trace of dissatisfaction. "Just because your Fire Cloud Peak, Elder Zhao's, grandson had died at the hands of this child?"    

    

The one who spoke was a skinny old man with Profound Dark Stage.    

    

Elder Hu turned to look and said, "Lu Mingsheng, you want to rob him?"    

    

"Seven or eight disciples of the related sub-schools in my Thousand-sword Peak have died by Chen Yu's hands, do you think I should steal him away?" Lu Mingsheng sneered.    

    

"Then what about the death of my most beloved grandson, Ding Yin?"    

    

"Everyone shut up. This Chen Yu, our Cyan Sun Peak is set. Whoever dares to take him away, Elder Situ of Yunxiu Feng and we, Peak Master, will go visit him!" An old man spoke in a low voice.    

    

Listening to these arguments, the expressions of many new disciples gradually turned gloating, and they were extremely happy.    

    

At the beginning, some people thought that Chen Yu was being robbed because of his talent due to Different Peaks, but after hearing a few words of argument, they understood that Chen Yu was in a desperate situation and would definitely die.    

    

These people did not hesitate to accept Chen Yu as their disciple. They clearly wanted to take revenge on Chen Yu. In front of Fong Xiuyue and Ning Yushi, they did not try to conceal their intentions!    

    

No need to ponder over it, everyone could foresee how Chen Yu would be treated after he was selected by these factions!    

    

Of course, not every one of the thirty-six peaks had a grudge with Chen Yu. However, those who had no grudge would not speak up here, as they had offended so many peaks!