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Chapter 801 - 802: Return to Kunlun

Chapter 801: Chapter 802: Return to Kunlun

Kunlun.

"Hiss, he really dared to come back..."

"Does Ye Wudao, acting young lord, not know that the Great Saint Heir Zhao Qingtian has already emerged from seclusion? It’s said the scene was exceedingly grand, with all Kunlun’s Battle Saint-level elders attending to congratulate him!"

"What acting young lord? The position of young lord belongs to Zhao Qingtian!"

Ye Wudao returned to Kunlun, but along the way, all the disciples whispered among themselves, and the once warm greetings were nowhere to be seen.

Ye Wudao suddenly felt a sense of people cooling their attitudes once the person has left.

Just then, a familiar voice called out, "Little junior brother!"

Ye Wudao looked up and saw Yan Donglai and Li Dagang approaching, and couldn’t help but smile, "Second senior brother, fifth senior brother, by the way, where are the other senior brothers?"

"They’ve all gone to welcome big senior brother upon his emergence from seclusion," Li Dagang said unhappily.

"Ah, little junior brother, you came back at the wrong time. Big senior brother is greatly in the limelight now and just waiting for you!" Yan Donglai said.

"Haha, it doesn’t matter!" Ye Wudao said with a smile.

Just then, a voice reverberated throughout Kunlun.

"Little junior brother, do you dare face me in a duel at Martial Battle Peak?"

Crash!

This voice, like thunder, swept across Kunlun, startling tens of thousands!

"It’s the Great Saint Heir Zhao Qingtian!"

"He’s challenging Ye Wudao!"

"I wonder if Ye Wudao dares to accept the challenge?" people murmured.

With hands clasped behind his back, Ye Wudao smiled and said, "Why wouldn’t I dare?"

Kunlun was stunned!

"Oh my god, is Ye Wudao crazy!"

"He actually dared to accept!"

"Haha, good! Little junior brother truly has guts! I’ll wait for you at Martial Battle Peak!" Zhao Qingtian’s voice echoed.

"It’s over!"

"Little junior brother, since you accepted, it’s likely your acting young lord position is in jeopardy!" Yan Donglai, Li Dagang, and the others showed a bitter smile. Compared to the big senior brother, they preferred Ye Wudao more.

Ye Wudao smiled lightly, "It’ll be resolved soon enough."

...

Kunlun, Martial Battle Peak!

Tens of thousands of Kunlun disciples crowded the space shoulder to shoulder. Even Kunlun’s stewards, elders, and Battle Saint-level veterans were present, filling all seats!

The duel between Ye Wudao and Zhao Qingtian was undoubtedly a peak confrontation, attracting widespread attention!

Just then, a voice rang out, "The Martial Saint is here!"

"The Medical Saint is here!"

"The Sage of Wine is here!"

"The Dark Saint is here!"

Four elderly men in black robes arrived, walking with the imposing air of dragons and tigers, exuding an overwhelming aura.

Nearly ten thousand Kunlun disciples simultaneously bowed respectfully, "Greetings to the four lords!"

The presence of Kunlun’s Four Saints highlighted just how important this peak duel was!

At that moment, a golden-robed figure appeared on the stage. Approximately thirty-eight years old, his broad face was sharply defined, and his tiger-like eyes gleamed with Jin Guang. He carried a black-gold long spear on his back, his figure radiating such immense power that no one dared to look directly at him.

The appearance of the golden-robed man triggered an uproar across the crowd!

"Great Saint Heir!"

"Lord Zhao Qingtian!"

"Kunlun’s greatest genius in a hundred years!"

All Kunlun disciples, stewards, and even elders were ecstatic and thrilled.

Zhao Qingtian’s reputation in Kunlun had long been legendary!

He had risen from humble beginnings, evolving step by step from an outer sect disciple to an inner sect disciple, then to a true disciple, then to Saint Heir—all through overwhelming dominance!

He had never been defeated in his lifetime!

He was hailed as the Star of Kunlun!

Among Kunlun’s nine Saint Heirs, Zhao Qingtian alone outshined all the other eight!

"Qingtian greets the Four Saints!" Zhao Qingtian cupped his hands and bowed respectfully towards Kunlun’s Four Saints sitting at the referee’s table.

"Qingtian is commendable. This time upon emerging from seclusion, you’ve already broken through to Ninth Grade Battle Saint—excellent!" The Martial Saint revealed an expression of appreciation.

Hiss!

Zhao Qingtian had actually broken through to Ninth Grade Battle Saint!

All Kunlun disciples gasped in awe!

Even the second-ranking Saint Heir, Yan Donglai, was only at the Fourth Grade Battle Saint level!

The gap between him and Zhao Qingtian was colossal!

Zhao Qingtian clasped his hands and replied, "Returning to Lord Martial Saint, this disciple can break through to the peak Battle Saint realm at any moment. However, I refrained from doing so to avoid bullying my little junior brother by overwhelming him in this duel!"

Boom!

Zhao Qingtian’s words were like a meteor crashing into the earth, causing an eighth-level shockwave across Kunlun!

"What the hell, Zhao Qingtian can actually break through to the peak Battle Saint at will!"

"That’s terrifying!"

"He held back just for Ye Wudao!"

"Such strength, yet so humble. This is Kunlun’s star!" All Kunlun members gazed at Zhao Qingtian with admiration.

The Martial Saint nodded in approval and said, "Very good!"

As time ticked by, Ye Wudao still did not appear.

"Could Ye Wudao have chickened out?"

"If I were him, I wouldn’t dare either!"

"What a joke—his opponent is Kunlun’s Great Saint Heir Zhao Qingtian! Showing up would just be asking for humiliation..." many speculated.

"Countdown begins. If he does not arrive within ten seconds, Ye Wudao will be deemed defeated!" the Martial Saint announced, "Ten, nine, eight, seven..."

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One!"

Just then, a voice rang out amidst hearty laughter, "Apologies, I’m late!"

Everyone turned their heads to look, only to see Ye Wudao approaching, holding an apple in his hand, his face radiating a sunny, bright smile.

"What the hell, Ye Wudao actually dared to show up..."

"Look, he’s eating an apple!"

"This guy really isn’t afraid of death!" All Kunlun members began to grumble.

"You brat, you still have the nerve to snack on apples?" the Martial Saint and the others gawked in disbelief.

"Hehe, Kunlun’s fruits have just ripened—they’re fresh. Want to try, old folks?" Ye Wudao grinned, pulling out more apples and tossing them to the Four Saints.

The Four Saints laughed and scolded, "You stinking brat, win first and we’ll eat your apples!"

"Alright!" Ye Wudao chuckled. He looked towards Zhao Qingtian across from him and cheerfully greeted, "Good day, Big Senior Brother. It’s our first meeting—how about an apple?"

Zhao Qingtian smiled faintly and waved away. "Little junior brother, you truly have a humorous flair, but save the apple for yourself!"

"Martial Saint, can we begin the duel now?" The Medical Saint, Sage of Wine, and Dark Saint locked eyes on the Martial Saint at the center.

The Martial Saint nodded and stood up, saying, "Let me announce something first: the Kunlun Seven Saints will soon enter seclusion, seeking breakthroughs to an even higher realm!"

Everyone looked shocked!

What the Martial Saint referred to as a pursuit of a higher realm.

Could it be the legendary Spirit Transformation Realm?

Some keen individuals gleaned insights from the Martial Saint’s announcement.

"Could it be that the Martial Saint and the others intend to let go of Kunlun?"

"Tsk tsk, it’s really a possibility!"

Ye Wudao munched on his apple and smiled, "Old-timers, are you planning to abdicate all responsibility? I have no interest in managing Kunlun!"

"You brat, worry about winning first!" The Martial Saint glared at Ye Wudao before his expression hardened. He solemnly announced, "Zhao Qingtian and Ye Wudao’s duel—the victor shall earn the title of Kunlun’s Young Lord and take charge of Kunlun!"

The audience was shocked.

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