An Ultimate Martial Art

However, looking at it from an ornamental perspective, the hundred thousand Qing-Yun Sect disciples present had definitely witnessed the most exciting battle to watch since the start of the tournament. Compared to the free-for-all from before, and the one-on-one battle in the outer sect, this battle had let many people witness the martial arts of a truly powerful individual.    

Regardless of whether it was Su Ye or Mo Yunxian, they had both mastered at least two types of martial arts to the Great Perfection Stage. To reach this level, it was already a kind of intent, and had long since left the rigid martial arts techniques.    

Their punches and sword strikes were both upright and straightforward, as well as a mystifying brilliance. It seemed like a normal move, but it would always burst forth with endless changes in the blink of an eye.    

This was the true meaning of martial arts.    

This battle had definitely benefited many inner court disciples who could understand what had happened.    

Therefore, it could be said that Su Ye and Mo Yunxian had made a good start.    

However, no one expected that not only did they not make the upcoming Large Competition shine, but they were also greatly disappointed.    

The inner sect disciples who had emerged from the chaotic battle seemed to be affected by Su Ye and Mo Yunxian's wonderful martial arts. Each and every one of them were absent-minded and could not even display their true strength, and the martial arts they usually cultivated to the peak of perfection, in one breath, seemed to have been bound by a strange power, becoming extremely stiff.    

It was rare that it was Meng Qiandu's turn to fight, many people thought that they were finally about to witness a battle that was on the same level as Su Ye, but in the end, Meng Qiandu's opponent was not even able to take a hit from Meng Qiandu, and was finally knocked off the stage.    

Boring!    

How boring!    

Such a competition made many people in the audience curse, but they could not leave early like Su Ye. They could only force themselves to sit in the audience's seats, but in reality, they were all feeling drowsy and weak.    

Even the Elders on the eastern platform were beginning to get angry. They couldn't bear to watch any longer. When the sun began to set, Adept Heaven Punisher called for a halt and announced that today's competition was over, then left with a darkened face.    

Just at this time, the people from the Burning Sun Sect came again.    

This time, it was no longer Ge Chunqiu's party. Other than the Artifact Hall representatives and Chen Wansan, the eighth elder of the Burning Sun Sect's sect, Fang Jiuquan, had personally come as the representative of the entire Burning Sun Sect.    

For the sake of a weapon business, even the clan elders had been dispatched. One could only imagine how solemn the Burning Sun Sect was.    

Since even the clan elder of the Burning Sun Sect had come, the Qing-Yun Sect naturally could not refuse to give him face. Other than the elders of the Artifact Hall, clan elder Bu Shengyun had also appeared, representing the Qing-Yun Sect in their conversation.    

The first sentence that Fang Jiujin spoke shocked Bu Shengyun and the others. He said, "Brother Bu, can you introduce us to your noble sect's Su Ye? I was just mistaken, I wanted to apologize on behalf of Ge Chunqiu."    

He knew that the Burning Sun Sect would lower his head because of the heavenly dew, but he never expected that the Burning Sun Sect would actually be so low. In the past, he wouldn't even dare to think about it.    

The refining ability of the Burning Sun Sect was too strong. Before the rise of the Heavenly Abyss Dynasty, at least half of the weapons in the entire Yuzhou Immortal Cultivation World were supplied by the Burning Sun Sect. Around Yuzhou, more than half of the weapons sold at weapon stores were from the Burning Sun Sect.    

In the business of weapons, the Burning Sun Sect basically had no natural enemies. Others had always been begging the Burning Sun Sect, but there had never been a person from the Burning Sun Sect who had asked for it. Qing-Yun Sect was taunted by the Burning Sun Sect many times for a weapon.    

What about now?    

The clan elder of the Burning Sun Sect had actually personally come to apologize to a legacy disciple of the Qing-Yun Sect. Her head had almost drooped down to her chest.    

Bu Shengyun looked at him and even felt a tinge of happiness in his heart. He thought to himself, "Even you, Fang Jiushun, have had a day like this."    

However, Bu Shengyun was clear on this as well. This was because the upheaval in the mountains and rivers was fast approaching, and under the threat of life and death, if one wished to obtain a heavenly dew, they could not lower their proud head. To put it bluntly, Fang Jiujin was actually bowing his head to the heavenly dew, not to the Qing-Yun Sect.    

Therefore, Bu Shengyun was not stupid enough to mock Fang Jiujin. They were both people with status and status, and there was no irreconcilable enmity between them. Fang Jiujin hoped that this deal could be completed, and Bu Shengyun also wished that it could be done. There was a common interest in this deal, and there was no need for them to be hostile towards each other.    

Therefore, Bu Shengyun happily agreed. Just mentioning Su Ye caused Bu Shengyun to have a headache. Su Ye was definitely the biggest thorn in the side of Qing-Yun Sect for the past few thousand years.    

Ge Chunqiu angered Su Ye before he could understand the situation. Now that Fang Jiujin wanted to apologize, other people would have to take advantage of this and sell him some face, or even build a relationship with him, making him a good person in the future.    

But if it was Su Ye, that was not certain. Before Fang Jiujin had even met Su Ye, Bu Shengyun was already certain that Su Ye would not give him the slightest bit of face. If Fang Jiujin wanted to win Su Ye's forgiveness with a simple apology, there was no need to even think about it.    

Bu Shengyun could not help but say: "Brother Fang, you can bring me to see Su Ye, but there is one thing I hope you are mentally prepared for. This Su Ye's temper is a little strange."    

Honestly speaking, Bu Shengyun felt a little ashamed to say such words. Even his old face was a little hot. As a clan elder of the Qing-Yun Sect, he actually was unable to suppress the intentions of Su Ye. It wasn't a good feeling to explain things to others in advance so as to prevent others from misunderstanding.    

If it were someone else, Bu Shengyun would definitely act like a clan elder. It didn't matter if he was willing or not, for the benefit of the sect, no matter how dissatisfied he was, he had to hold it in and sacrifice his own interests for the sect.    

But this person was Su Ye, he really did not dare to do such a thing. If he forced Su Ye into a corner in front of the people from Burning Sun Sect, that would be a huge joke.    

However, he didn't expect that Fang Jiujin would actually pat his chest as if he had already mentally prepared himself. "Brother Bu, don't worry. Geniuses, aren't they all a little weird? It doesn't matter, I understand. This time, I am sincere in apologizing, even if Su Ye scolded me by pointing at my nose, I will accept it. "    

Bu Shengyun laughed and said, "Then I'm relieved." He didn't really understand Su Ye, it would be fine if this brat could just point a finger at his nose and scold him. But the key thing was that this brat kept using his Immortal's Will to suppress you, not giving you any leeway at all.    

Anyway.    

The group directly headed towards the inner sect number 12's courtyard.    

In actuality, since Su Ye was conferred the title of the Ninth Successor Disciple, then according to the rules, Su Ye had the right to monopolize a mountain peak and was named after him.    

But for some reason, even though the Qing-Yun Sect had given Su Ye the title of the Ninth Successor Disciple, he did not bring up the matter on the mountain peak. It was strange, however, that Su Ye, who had never lost out, actually did not bring up this matter.    

Since neither side wanted to talk about it, they might as well just wait.    

Number 12 was here.    

Wu Kun Xuan knocked on the courtyard door, and Ye Fan opened it. Although he did not obtain first place in the outer sect competition, he had actually obtained the top three. He truly became famous in the Qing-Yun Sect based on his strength, attracting many people's attention.    

No one from the outer sect dared to bully him anymore, and those people that were initially arrogant in front of him, now had to respectfully call him Senior Brother Ye Fan.    

Ye Fan felt that it was natural, but he did not dare to forget it at all. Today, Su Ye had a hearty battle at the Mage Arena. Ye Fan intentionally brought some dishes and wine to congratulate Su Ye.    

Coincidentally, Chu Yi, Gong Qiusi, Zhu'er and the fatty had also come, so everyone simply gathered at the table, and started drinking. As they drank, they listened to Zhu Er and the fatty bickering, and from time to time, Su Ye and Gong Qiusi would also start talking, talking about the myriad of things in the world and the essence of martial arts. The atmosphere was harmonious, but suddenly, someone knocked on the door, and the wine was broken.    

Su Ye looked again and saw that it was actually a group of Artifact Hall elders as well as Bu Shengyun. There was also the Burning Sun Sect who looked around once, Chen Wansan.    

Su Ye's eyes were extremely sharp, and with a single glance, he was able to tell that this group of Burning Sun Sect people was being led by Fang Jiujin. Looking at him walking shoulder to shoulder with Bu Shengyun, he guessed that this person's position in Burning Sun Sect was probably similar to Bu Shengyun.    

Su Ye's face fell, but this was definitely an act. In reality, his cultivation had already deepened and his horizons had broadened. He could even nurture the spirit within his soul. His mind was even more open-minded now. How could he keep Ge Chunqiu at all times?    

To him, provoking his old man and directly beating him up was enough. Hiding it in his heart and sulking was not his style, moreover, it would ruin his cultivation.    

But he deliberately put on airs, shot a glance at the door, and then called for Gong Qiusi and the others to continue drinking, completely ignoring everyone at the door.    

Su Ye dared not do such a thing, seeing so many big shots in front of him, he was so scared that his face had already turned white, immediately bowing respectfully, and inviting people in.    

Bu Shengyun and the rest already knew of Su Ye's temper. How could they stand at the door foolishly and wait for Su Ye to invite him in?    

Just at that moment, Su Ye's voice floated over, "What are you doing, treating me as a guest hall? Bringing someone with you and you dare to come to my place? "Those who know him, come in. Those who don't know him, get lost!"