Published: February 24, 2025
CHAPTER 9: As Beautiful as a Celestial Being
“Mother, I’ve grown up; you don’t need to worry.”
Tan Yun held Feng Jingru’s shoulders, his eyes sparkling with determination. “Just think about it, Liu Rulong has been missing for ten years, and his strength is uncertain. If his power surpasses mine, once he comes back for revenge, our Tan family won't stand a chance.”
“And once I join the Huangfu Sacred Sect, I can understand both myself and the enemy, finding a way to eliminate him. Even if we take a step back, I desire more cultivation resources, so I absolutely must join the Huangfu Sacred Sect.”
For the sake of avenging his future ascension, Tan Yun knew that only by relying on the cultivation resources of the Huangfu Sacred Sect could he grow rapidly.
Wangyue Town was a tiny place, with thin spiritual energy and scarce cultivation resources. Tan Yun understood that this environment was not suitable for his cultivation.
Feng Jingru looked at Tan Yun’s eager eyes and paused before saying, “I cannot decide this matter. Wait here; I’ll go call your father and grandfather. If they agree, I won’t stop you.”
With that, she sighed and stepped out of the room.
After a moment, Tan Changchun and Tan Feng hurriedly arrived at Cloud Pavilion, with Feng Jingru following behind them.
“Grandson, your mother and grandfather have discussed your thoughts.” Tan Changchun looked grave as he stared at Tan Yun, worry etched on his face. “The Huangfu Sacred Sect’s recruitment of disciples is extremely rigorous. In our Huangfu Shengchao, with 6,800 cities, only one disciple is accepted per city each year.”
“And in our Falling Star City, with ninety-nine towns, the talents from each town will gather here in a month to compete for the sole available spot, which will undoubtedly be a fierce battle!”
“Grandson, if you participate in the selection, it is undoubtedly a life-or-death situation. You need to think this through.”
After Tan Changchun finished speaking, Tan Feng chimed in, “Yun'er, a man should have lofty aspirations. If you insist on going, I won’t stop you, but you must consider this carefully!”
“Grandfather, Father, I’ve thought it through.” Tan Yun declared decisively, “In order not to miss the selection time, I wish to leave immediately.”
Seeing Tan Yun’s resolve, Feng Jingru finally forced a smile and nodded in agreement.
Feng Jingru turned to Tan Feng, “Husband, go bring the bloodwing spirit lion for Yun'er to ride. Also, prepare some spirit stones for him. After sending him off, we can attend to the other family heads.”
“Okay.” After Tan Feng quickly left the room, Feng Jingru and Tan Changchun reminded Tan Yun about his future needs for food, clothing, and shelter…
Moments later, Tan Feng returned, handing Tan Yun a Qiankun Ring containing three hundred thousand Mid-Grade Spirit Stones, advising him not to be frugal after joining the sect.
Spirit stones are the currency of the Heavenly Punishment Continent: one Supreme Spirit Stone equals one hundred High-Grade Spirit Stones, equals ten thousand Mid-Grade Spirit Stones, equals one million Low-Grade Spirit Stones.
After Tan Yun took the Qiankun Ring, a green light flashed from Tan Changchun’s fingers, and a long sword of pure green appeared in his right hand. “Grandson, this is my High-Quality Spirit Weapon Sword. Take it with you.”
“Mm.” After Tan Yun stored the sword in the Qiankun Ring, accompanied by his parents and grandfather, they went to the courtyard.
“Thud!”
Tan Yun knelt on the ground, bowing, “Grandfather, Father, Mother, you have important matters to attend to, so please don’t accompany me to Falling Star City. Once I succeed in the selection, I will send someone back to share the good news.”
“Good child, hurry and go. Don’t delay the selection time.” Feng Jingru’s eyes were a bit moist as she helped Tan Yun up.
“Mother, I’m leaving.” Tan Yun said, walking towards the bloodwing spirit lion lying in the courtyard.