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Chapter 767 - 768 Ye Wudao’s Cards

Chapter 767: Chapter 768 Ye Wudao’s Cards

After leaving the Ye family, Ye Wudao and Dugu Zhan made their way to Kunlun.

Recently, Kunlun had been exceptionally bustling, having hosted three major competitions!

They were the Inner Sect Disciple Competition,

the True Disciple Competition,

and the most anticipated competition of all, the Saint Heir Competition!

Kunlun’s hosting of the three events attracted numerous powers from afar, with forces big and small from all over the world, and Loose Cultivators from beyond the seas all coming in admiration.

As time passed, the competitions for Inner Sect Disciples and True Disciples had already concluded.

The competition among the nine Saint Heirs, vying for the seat of Kunlun’s young sect master, captured the attention of people everywhere!

Ye Wudao and Dugu Zhan returned to Kunlun together, and as they walked, passersby all showed faces of reverence.

"My God, isn’t that the renowned Saint Son Ye?"

"Saint Son Ye is the youngest Kunlun Saint Son!"

"Greetings, Saint Son Ye!"

No matter whether they were Kunlun disciples, officials, or elders, everyone showed a face of respect upon seeing Ye Wudao.

Ye Wudao smiled and nodded in acknowledgment.

"Big brother, second brother, with your strength, are you interested in joining the competition?" Ye Wudao asked with a smile.

"I’ll pass, and so will Wil. After all, I come from the Demonic Sect, and Wil has the blood of vampires flowing in his veins, it wouldn’t be appropriate," Dugu Zhan said with a laugh.

Ye Wudao nodded, understanding.

Just then, a provocative voice rang out, "Are you Ye Wudao?"

Who?

Ye Wudao frowned slightly and turned around.

He saw nearly a hundred people appear, with Inner Sect Disciples and True Disciples flocking around a white-haired young man.

The white-haired young man had a wickedly arrogant demeanor, treating everyone as beneath his notice.

"Who are you?" Ye Wudao asked indifferently.

"Saint Son Ye really does forget important people; you don’t even know Brother Gu Chi, who ranked first in the True Disciple Competition of Kunlun..." one of the True Disciples sneered.

Gu Chi?

Ye Wudao looked at the white-haired youth for a moment then casually shook his head and said, "Don’t know him."

Having said that, Ye Wudao turned to leave.

"Stop!" Gu Chi suddenly spoke up, halting Ye Wudao.

"Saint Son Ye, I heard you’re the youngest Saint Son in Kunlun! However, I see you’re only at the second-grade peak pseudo-saint realm. How are you qualified to be a Saint Son? Why don’t you let me take your place?" Gu Chi said with a confident smile on his face.

Gu Chi’s words incited a roar of laughter from the crowd.

"A second-grade peak pseudo-saint realm as a Saint Son? I won’t believe it isn’t nepotism!"

"Exactly, Brother Gu Chi is at the seventh-grade pseudo-saint realm!" Many of Gu Chi’s followers echoed.

Seeing that Ye Wudao ignored him, Gu Chi continued to provoke, "Ye, do you dare accept my challenge?"

"If you’re afraid, then cede your Saint Son position to our Brother Gu Chi!"

"Just say the word that Ye Wudao is a waste, and we’ll let you go!" several of Gu Chi’s followers said arrogantly.

"You!" Dugu Zhan and Wil, both angry, were just about to take action but were stopped by Ye Wudao.

"They’re just clowns. Big brother, second brother, don’t be angry!" Ye Wudao said with a light smile.

In Kunlun, this place that highly venerates martial strength!

Everyone had the right to challenge!

And no one could refuse!

Otherwise, it would be seen as a disgrace!

If one refused three times, they would be nailed to the pillar of shame!

"Heh, it’s been a long time since I returned to Kunlun, and to be looked down upon, I accept your challenge!" Ye Wudao laughed, his eyes flashing with a hint of coldness.

He was ready to establish his authority!

This top-ranking True Disciple was just the right candidate for doing so!

To save himself from unnecessary trouble in the future!

Seeing that Ye Wudao had accepted, Gu Chi appeared ecstatic, having already thought about how to humiliate Ye Wudao and become famous in Kunlun. He said excitedly, "Let’s begin then."

"Wait!" Ye Wudao spoke up.

"What’s the meaning of this?" Gu Chi said impatiently, "Are you scared? Heh, don’t worry, I won’t kill you!"

"No, I mean all of you should come at once," said Ye Wudao, looking at Gu Chi and the several hundred others, "to save me the trouble of dealing with you one by one!"

Whoosh!

A single stone caused a thousand ripples!

"Damn, has Saint Son Ye gone mad?"

"Is he challenging Gu Chi along with all the True and Inner Sect Disciples by himself?"

"This is crazy!"

Now, not only Gu Chi, but all the True Disciples and Inner Sect elites were dumbfounded.

"Good, good, good! Ye Wu, you really are arrogant!" Gu Chi sneered, sweeping his arm and saying, "You go first, let’s show this ignorant fool a lesson!"

"Go!"

"Let’s crush his spirit together!"

When it was known that Ye Wudao was going to fight hundreds of Kunlun’s talented disciples single-handedly, the news spread quickly throughout Kunlun.

Soon, thousands of Kunlun disciples rushed to the scene, including Elders and Supreme Elders.

A dozen Kunlun disciples made the first move.

"Saint Son Ye, no offense!"

"If you lose, don’t say we bullied you!"

Ye Wudao watched the dozen or so Kunlun disciples make their move and a disdainful curve appeared on the corner of his mouth. With a low shout, like a true dragon’s roar, he said,

"Scram!"

A loud boom followed, and the dozen disciples were all thrown off their feet and landed on the ground.

The whole place was in shock!

"F*ck, just one word and he sent a dozen disciples flying?"

"Is this the strength of a human?"

"Who said Saint Son Ye is the weakest of Kunlun?"

Seeing this, Gu Chi’s eyes also showed shock and anger, and he suddenly released his own momentum, the aura of a Seventh-Grade pseudo-Saint peaksweeping across the entire area!

"Let me do this!"

Gu Chi took out a treasure sword and struck at Ye Wudao.

Ye Wudao’s mouth curled with contempt as he slowly extended a finger.

Bang!

The treasure sword collided with Ye Wudao’s finger, setting off a muffled sound.

"Break!" Ye Wudao whispered from the corner of his mouth.

Crack!

A crisp sound followed, and the treasure sword in Gu Chi’s hand instantly broke into pieces. The terrifying power carried by this single finger sent Gu Chi flying backward.

"Ah!" Gu Chi let out a wail as he flew dozens of meters away, crashing to the ground and spitting out blood.

There was a dead silence all around!

"F*ck, one finger obliterated Gu Chi?"

"This is too terrifying!"

"Who was the one saying Ye Wudao is the weakest Saint Heir of Kunlun? I’m going to lose it! This is clearly one of the top-ranked among the nine Saint Heirs of Kunlun!"

Ye Wudao’s dark eyes swept over the remaining Kunlun disciples. These disciples all knelt down with a ’thump’ and started pleading, "Saint Son Ye, we were wrong!"

"We won’t dare to do it again!"

Ye Wudao stood with his hands behind his back.

"Little junior brother!"

"Why didn’t you tell us in advance when you came back?"

At that moment, a series of familiar voices rang out.

Seven Kunlun Saint Sons appeared: Yan Donglai, Lei Fen, Li Dagang, Mo Hanfeng, each with a warm smile on their faces.

The arrival of the seven Saint Heirs caused a sensation in all directions!

"F*ck, it’s the seven Kunlun Saint Sons!"

"I’ve been in Kunlun for ten years and have never seen so many Saint Sons together!" The thousands of Kunlun disciples watching were thrilled.

Ye Wudao laughed and replied, "Hehe, I just got back and haven’t had time to report to my brothers yet!"

"Little junior brother, plus Dugu Zhan, Wudao, come on, let’s go drinking, brothers!" Yan Donglai, Lei Fen and the others invited enthusiastically.

"Aren’t the elder brothers preparing for the upcoming Saint Son competition?" Ye Wudao asked with a smile.

"Prepare my ass, we fight when we need to fight, we drink when we need to drink!"

"That’s right, little junior brother, this time we definitely need to get you drunk!" Li Dagang and the others said with overwhelming momentum.

"Haha, sure!" Ye Wudao laughed loudly, feeling a true sense of homecoming when seeing his brothers!

As Ye Wudao left, the buzz about him resonated through Kunlun once again!

"Hiss, Kunlun’s youngest Saint Son, Ye Wudao has returned!"

"Faced with provocation, he annihilated the top-ranked True Disciple Gu Chi with one finger, scaring a hundred talented Kunlun disciples into kneeling and begging for mercy!"

"Tsk, what’s this? Seven Kunlun Saint Sons came to welcome him at the same time!"

"F*ck, this is the real powerhouse of Kunlun’s geniuses!"