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Chapter 639 - 640: Ye Wudao Takes Action

Chapter 639: Chapter 640: Ye Wudao Takes Action

Kunlun Saint Son!

At the mention of these four words, everyone inhaled sharply in awe!

In Kunlun, being a True Disciple was already an unattainable status for the tens of thousands of Kunlun disciples!

Only the exceptionally outstanding individuals would be selected as True Disciples and diligently nurtured by some of the most powerful elders or ancient beings in Kunlun — a stroke of immense fortune indeed.

Yet, above the True Disciples, there were those of even higher status - the most radiant Kunlun Saint Sons!

They were the ones who, after a strict selection and assessment, were deemed worthy!

There were perhaps hundreds of Kunlun Elders, but only eight Saint Sons, each charged with the responsibility of revitalizing Kunlun!

Each Kunlun Saint Son was a top genius of this era with immense worth!

The Saint Sons, frighteningly talented and immensely powerful, made a name for themselves throughout the Dragon Country whenever they descended from the mountain!

Not just Core Disciples, even many True Disciples of Kunlun might have never seen what the Kunlun Saint Sons actually looked like!

Because they truly belonged to a different world!

Alas!

It had been ten years since a True Disciple had advanced to become a Kunlun Saint Son, showing a severe generational gap!

Yet Bai Tianhu brazenly sought to challenge a Kunlun Saint Son, revealing how ambitious and deluded he was!

"Bai Tianhu, you’re too arrogant! You’re just the top-ranked True Disciple from the Demonic Sect, and yet you dare to brazenly provoke our Kunlun Saint Son?" Li Ruobai rebuked with a cold laugh.

Bai Tianhu, looking at Li Ruobai with his arms crossed and a disdainful gaze, scoffed, "Are you Li Ruobai, the third-ranked True Disciple of Kunlun? Hah, you’re not my match! Have your Kunlun Saint Son show up; surely, they’re not too scared, are they?"

"You!" Li Ruobai, infuriated and about to charge forward, was stopped by a hand.

"Third brother, no need to get angry, let me handle him!" Ye Wudao said as he approached Bai Tianhu and calmly stated, "I’m here!"

The entire place fell silent!

"It’s Brother Ye Wudao!"

"Rumors of his death were indeed just rumors!"

"Isn’t Brother Ye too reckless, though? He’s only a fourth-grade War Emperor, how could he possibly be a match for Bai Tianhu?" many Kunlun disciples worriedly said.

Bai Tianhu, full of contempt, taunted, "What are you, scum of the fourth-grade War Emperor level, daring to boldly challenge me to a match?"

Ye Wudao spoke lightly, "I am Ye Wudao, ranked last among Kunlun’s True Disciples. You may understand this as being the most worthless trash among them!"

At Ye Wudao’s words, the people from the Demon Sect burst into laughter!

"Haha, the kid’s quite honest!"

"Admitting he’s the trashiest among the True Disciples!"

Bai Tianhu laughed, "You’re different from the other Kunlun True Disciples; you have some self-awareness. Alas, your strength is too weak, you’re not even qualified to spar with me!"

"Brother Bai, why use a butcher’s knife to kill a chicken? Let me handle this!" a skinny genius from the Demonic Sect spoke up eagerly.

"Alright, Shangguan Feng, remember, don’t kill this weakest little junior of Kunlun; we wouldn’t want to have to explain!" Bai Tianhu laughed.

"Hahaha..." Five or six disciples from the Demonic Sect laughed uproariously.

"Hey, Kunlun’s dead last, come fight with me in the Martial Battle Pavilion!" Shangguan Feng provocatively said.

"No need, let’s just do it here!" Ye Wudao spoke up.

What?

Upon hearing Ye Wudao’s words, Shangguan Feng mocked, "You brat, we Demonic Sect came to spar with you Kunlun in the Martial Battle Pavilion precisely because we feared you’d lose face if you were trounced. And here you are, brazenly proposing an open duel, aren’t you afraid of embarrassing Kunlun?"

Suddenly, Shangguan Feng laughed, "Oh right, I remember you are Kunlun’s dead last among True Disciples, the trashiest, so naturally, you wouldn’t fear losing face!"

Hearing Shangguan Feng’s words, a few young geniuses from the Demonic Sect roared with laughter.

"Good point; a dead pig isn’t afraid of boiling water!"

"He’s already the worst; how much worse could it get?"

Ye Wudao replied coolly, "What a lot of nonsense!"

"Courting death!" Shangguan Feng sneered coldly, suddenly unleashing an astonishing aura, startlingly reaching the peak of a First Rank Battle Emperor.

"Hiss, this Demon Sect’s Shangguan Feng is actually at the peak of a First Rank Battle Emperor!"

"Brother Ye is only a Fourth Rank Battle Emperor!"

"We’re doomed..." many Kunlun disciples said with tense expressions.

Though spoken late, it happened fast; Shangguan Feng threw a punch enveloped in Demonic Qi, steeped in murderous intent, bound to kill or grievously injure!

"Shangguan Feng is too ruthless, resorting to lethal force right from the start!"

"Junior Brother!" a few Kunlun True Disciples looked at Ye Wudao with worried faces.

"Dead last, go die!" Shangguan Feng sneered viciously.

Ye Wudao remained composed, casually throwing a punch.

Bang!

A dull sound followed by a mournful scream; Shangguan Feng’s arm broke, and his body, like a cannonball, smashed dozens of meters away, knocking him out cold.

The crowd was in an uproar!

"Damn, did Brother Ye just instantly take down the Demon Sect’s Shangguan Feng with one punch?"

"That Shangguan Feng is one of the top five True Disciples of the Demon Sect!"

In Brother Ye’s hands, he was so effortlessly defeated!"

Not only the ordinary Kunlun disciples were stunned, but even the Kunlun True Disciples beside Li Ruobai were dumbstruck and in disbelief.

"Junior Brother has been out for a year, and his strength has grown so terrifyingly?"

"That’s too exaggerated!"

Seeing Ye Wudao’s strength, two demonic sect elders who came to lead the team showed a trace of sinister look in their eyes.

"Don’t be arrogant, kid!" A Demon Sect prodigy rushed out, suddenly blocked by Bai Tianhu; "You’re no match for him, I’ll take care of this!"

Saying so, Bai Tianhu approached Ye Wudao and sneered, "Interesting, I thought all the True Disciples of Kunlun were trash, but you, the dead last, really opened my eyes!"

"I’ll blow your mind too!" Ye Wudao said.

Hearing Ye Wudao’s words, Bai Tianhu haughtily responded, "You brat, do you know why I came to Kunlun? Because this year the Demon Sect is selecting a Kunlun Saint Heir, and the condition is to defeat all of Kunlun’s True Disciples!"

What?

Everyone was shocked!

"This Demon Sect’s selection for the Kunlun Saint Heir is so difficult!"

"To win against all Kunlun True Disciples is necessary!"

"What are the requirements for our Kunlun’s Saint Heir?" the crowd heatedly discussed.

True Disciple and Kunlun Saint Heir seem similar.

But the treatment, resources, and status are worlds apart!

To put it bluntly, the cultivation resources of one Kunlun Saint Heir, ten True Disciples put together cannot compare!

The scene shifts to nearby.

Two old men dressed in vermilion-colored robes, one tall and one thin, were observing every move of Ye Wudao.

If anyone sharp-eyed were here, they would definitely be astonished!

In Kunlun, only the True Elders of Kunlun are qualified to wear vermilion robes.

They rank above all other elders, second only to the Supreme Elder!

"What do you think, is he stronger or weaker than Bai Tianhu?" the very tall True Elder asked.

"He is stronger!"

"Then do you think he qualifies to become the ninth Kunlun Saint Heir?" the tall True Elder suddenly asked.

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