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Chapter 687 - 688 Difficult Mode

Chapter 687: Chapter 688 Difficult Mode

Boom!

The elders of the clan were struck as if by lightning, disbelieving.

"What, the Divine Tower opened ahead of schedule?"

"In the thousand-year history of the Ye Imperial Clan, such an inconceivable event has never happened before!"

Ye Wudao placed his hand on the Ninth Grade Golden Thunder Tower and suddenly felt a sense of kinship, as if he were touching a family member.

Upon hearing the commotion, the legitimate descendants of the Ye Imperial Clan rushed over, with thousands gathering together.

With tears flooding his face, the second elder excitedly said, "Heaven-sent blessing, a heaven-sent blessing indeed. The Ninth Grade Golden Thunder Tower opening ahead of time is a very auspicious omen!"

The entire Ye Imperial Clan was also in an uproar!

"The Divine Tower opening ahead of time is such a tremendous occasion!"

"We can finally enter inside!"

"As per the old rules, as long as one is a legitimate descendant of the Ye Imperial Clan, they are eligible to enter the Ninth Grade Golden Thunder Tower. Anyone who can reach the seventh level will qualify to become the Clan Leader of the Ye Imperial Clan!" declared the second elder.

The applicants came in an unending stream, with at least hundreds of legitimate members of the Ye Imperial Clan vying to not miss this immensely fortuitous opportunity.

"I, Ye Cui, register!"

"I, Ye Yu, register!"

"I also, Ye Kai, register!"

It was at this moment, a mocking voice came through; "What’s this rubbish getting excited about?"

Who?

Upon hearing this harsh sarcastic voice, many legitimate members were dissatisfied, but upon seeing who had arrived, they immediately bowed their heads, not daring to make a sound.

The speaker was a purple-clad youth, with pride written all over his brow.

"Ye Feng!"

"Our clan’s most formidable youth, a talent seen but once in a hundred years!"

"He already possesses the power of a Pseudo-Saint and is hailed as the most likely candidate to become the Clan Leader of the Ye Imperial Clan!"

Ye Feng’s gaze swept over the whole assembly, deeming none of the legitimate descendants worthy until his eyes landed on Ye Wudao.

"Who are you?" Ye Feng asked.

"Ye Feng, you’ve come at the perfect time. Let me introduce you, this is Ye Wudao, the son of Clan Leader Ye Lingtian!" the elders enthusiastically introduced him.

"What, the son of Clan Leader Ye Lingtian?"

"Isn’t that the young Clan Leader!"

Thousands of legitimate descendants of the Ye Imperial Clan on the scene bowed and said, "Greetings to the young Clan Leader!"

The nine legitimate descendants who Ye Wudao had saved, including Ye Zhuang, were even more excited as they said, "Damn, no wonder our benefactor has come to us!"

"He is the young Clan Leader!"

"Hello!" Ye Wudao said with a smile, extending his hand.

Bang!

Ye Feng pushed his hand away with a single hand, his face full of disdain, and his eyes carrying a look of contempt. "You’re not worthy of shaking my hand!"

Ye Wudao’s expression changed, and he awkwardly withdrew his hand.

"Truly laughable, where do these stray cats and dogs come from, daring to claim they’re the son of the Clan Leader?"

"Exactly, a mere Seventh Grade Martial Emperor, this kind of trash-level talent doesn’t even rank in the top ten among our Ye Imperial Clan’s legitimate descendants, right?"

"We certainly won’t recognize a waste who hasn’t even reached the rank of Emperor Level Martial Artist as our young Clan Leader!"

"Speaking of young Clan Leader, our brother Ye Feng, with his First Grade Pseudo-Saint realm, is the most qualified!" More than a dozen geniuses of the Ye Imperial Clan came forward, all of them above Fifth Grade Martial Emperor, including not a few Eighth Grade and even Ninth Grade Martial Artists, chiming in to support him.

Ye Feng crossed his arms over his chest, utterly self-assured.

Hearing this, Ye Wudao could not help but sneer inwardly.

It seems I have been underestimated!

"Ye Yun, Ye Kai, what nonsense are you spouting?" Ye Qihu angrily spoke up, about to punish these unrestrained young people, but a gaunt black-robed elder forcibly interrupted.

"Is there a problem with what they said?"

Seeing the black-robed elder, Ye Feng immediately bowed respectfully and said, "I’ve seen my teacher!"

"I’ve seen Master Yin!" All the prodigies of the Ye Emperor Clan greeted with fists clasped, showing respect.

"Master Yin Jiu!" The elders of the clan, although displeased, started to greet him with clasped fists.

"Who is he?" Ye Wudao asked curiously.

"This old guy is Yin Jiu, the teacher of Ye Feng! His background is unclear, but his strength is formidable, a fake Saint of the Fifth Grade!" Ye Qihu whispered.

Hiss!

Fifth Grade fake Saint!

Ye Wudao was shocked inwardly, this old freak is truly fearsome!

"Second Elder, in the Ye Emperor Clan, strength is respected. Which leader of the Ye Emperor Clan was not born out of intense competition?" Yin Jiu said to the Second Elder.

The Second Elder laughed and nodded, "Hehe, indeed."

"With the unexpected early opening of the Nine Turns Golden Thunder Tower, I propose we select a candidate for Young Clan Leader among all the youth of the Ye Emperor Clan. Whoever performs best will assume the role. I wonder what the Second Elder and the other elders think of this?" Yin Jiu smiled as he spoke.

Hearing Yin Jiu’s words, several elders looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

"This proposal is good!"

"A nation cannot be without a ruler for a day, and it’s time our Ye Emperor Clan elected a Young Clan Leader!"

The leading Second Elder nodded and said, "Good, we support it!"

Seeing the support of the elders, Yin Jiu looked towards Ye Feng, who gave a secretive smile.

"Alright, contestants participating in the Nine Turns Golden Thunder Tower trial, get ready to start!" the Second Elder announced.

"Brother Ye Feng, congratulations!"

"You’re going to be the Young Clan Leader soon!"

"What do you mean soon? He already is!"

"That’s right, Young Clan Leader!" A group of Ye Emperor Clan’s prodigies were brown-nosing.

Ye Feng smiled proudly and was the first to enter the Nine Turns Golden Thunder Tower.

Soon after, several hundred direct members of the clan consecutively entered the Nine Turns Golden Thunder Tower.

Ye Wudao watched as everyone went in; he was the last one to enter.

"Everyone has entered!"

"I wonder if this kid Ye Wudao has what it takes to be elected as the Young Clan Leader!"

"It’s tough, after all, Ye Feng is a fake Saint-level Martial Artist. I think Ye Feng has a better chance of winning!"

"I think so too." Several elders nodded.

Inside the Nine Turns Golden Thunder Tower.

As soon as each person entered, their body suddenly vanished.

"Eh, what’s going on?" Ye Wudao was full of curiosity. Just then, an icy mechanical voice suddenly rang in his mind, "Given your special bloodline, you have two choices, the Nine Turns Golden Thunder Tower standard mode, difficult mode!"

Ye Wudao was startled and curiously said, "Who’s talking?"

"Please select a mode!" the icy voice, as if mechanical, repeated.

Ye Wudao couldn’t help but ask, "What’s the difference between these two modes, and what are the benefits?"

"Standard mode is the same as for everyone, difficult mode increases the difficulty by tenfold, as well as the rewards by tenfold. Completing difficult mode may also unlock the chance to open Hell mode!" After a pause, the cold voice continued, "Please choose, three, two, one..."

In that instant, Ye Wudao spoke out, "I choose difficult mode!"

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