I'm only one year old, what the heck is a Overturning System?!-Chapter 464 - 200: 9000 Years Old! (Seeking Subscriptions)_2

Chapter 464: Chapter 200: 9000 Years Old! (Seeking Subscriptions)_2

Of course, death was not an option!

Should he truly be unable to defeat his opponent... fleeing would suffice!

Gushan Daoist, naturally, only believed half of it, and with a shake of his head and a sigh, he said, "Mu Qing Daoist, having such a disciple as you do, is truly a stroke of good fortune."

Mu Qing?

Ancestor?

Chen Yi subtly raised his eyebrows, but he acted as if he hadn’t heard.

The thing he loathed the most was those who used their age to command respect.

Even if Gushan Daoist might have been from the same era as Ancestor Mu Qing, he would not hold back in the slightest.

Chen Yi glanced down at Lou Yuchun and the others below, and the corners of his mouth curled up as he said:

"Master Lou, in consideration of Gushan Daoist, I shall spare you for now."

"You?!"

Lou Yuchun stared at him, his teeth clenched with anger as he said: "Our ancestor’s match with you has yet to determine a victor, how dare you make such boastful claims?!"

"Although a victor hasn’t been decided, Gushan Daoist will still punish you all, won’t he?"

Chen Yi, referring to him as Gushan Daoist again and again, would make anyone unaware of the situation think he was of the same generation as Gushan Taoist.

This made Lou Yuchun, Lou Yushan, and the other Sect Leaders and elders feel disgusted inside, nearly unable to restrain themselves from fighting him to the death.

Gushan Taoist could only give a wry smile, yet he allowed Chen Yi to speak insultingly to Lou Yuchun and the others.

After Chen Yi had his fill of taunting, he looked with a smile at the ashen-faced Lou Yuchun. Seeing that he was no longer speaking, Chen Yi turned and said:

"Gushan Daoist, shall we begin the duel?"

"One moment."

Gushan Taoist smiled lightly, his gaze glancing past Chen Yi to a place beyond Wuliang Mountain, and he called out loudly:

"May I request Nine Thousand Years to bear witness?"

Nine Thousand Years?

Chen Yi turned to look, only just noticing that a person with a faint aura had appeared a thousand miles away without him realizing when.

Had it not been for Gushan Taoist’s reminder, even with his current Slaughter Sword Intent, he would not have noticed.

"Since Gushan Daoist trusts me, I naturally have no reason to refuse."

As his slightly hoarse voice sounded, the figure dressed in a purple python robe moved instantaneously and appeared within Wuliang Mountain.

The Sword Intent that Chen Yi had previously laid out, and even the arrays of Wuliang Mountain, had failed to detect his arrival. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

Chen Yi sized up the newcomer, seeing a middle-aged man with an insidious looking face; he was not someone Chen Yi recognized.

Nine Thousand Years?

Someone from the court?

It dawned on Chen Yi belatedly that when he left the Capital City, unbeknownst to him, he had been followed.

And the faces of those below like Lou Yuchun, Lou Yushan changed once more upon seeing the crafty middle-aged man.

Exchanging glances, it was not hard to discern the sense of ugliness on each other’s faces.

It was fortunate that the ancestor had intervened earlier; otherwise, they might have made a grave mistake.

At this moment, Gushan Taoist, while paying his respects to Nine Thousand Years, secretly transmitted his voice to Lou Yuchun:

"Yuchun, we must take this lesson to heart."

"Don’t think that just because Wuliang Mountain has stood for a thousand years, we can ignore our proper place in Tianyuan Continent."

"Do you believe that even if we combined forces to kill Chen Yi today, Wuliang Mountain will still not escape being wiped out eventually?"

"Even if the Grand Void Sect begrudgingly accepts it, the Holy Emperor seated in supreme position will not make it easy for us."

Upon hearing this, Lou Yuchun’s expression turned extremely gloomy.

He originally thought he could treat Chen Yi as they had others before, but he had not expected to bring such trouble upon Wuliang Mountain.

Reflecting back now, his regrets were too late!

"The Elder is right, Yuchun will keep it to heart."

"It’s good that you remember," said Gushan Daoist, "I know you could have foreseen this; it’s merely past glories which have clouded your judgment."

"I hope that you will be more thoughtful in the future, so that you may lead Wuliang Mountain further."

"The matter of your brother Yuhuang is not to be blamed on Little Sword Immortal Daoist; mingling with the demon, he was courting death!"

Lou Yuchun, with a heavy voice, transmitted back: "I ask the Elder to give me another chance!"

This logic, he naturally understood.

But Lou Yuhuang was after all his and Yushan’s biological brother; the trio had shared deep affection for a hundred years.

Had it been any other disciple, such as Xu Feiyan, he would have long sought to make amends with the Grand Void Sect.

"Are you still hoping for a chance?" Gushan Taoist sighed:

"Little Sword Immortal Daoist did not rush here overnight just to be easily dismissed with a few words."

"It’s possible that I may be defeated with just one careless move."

Lou Yuchun was stunned, "Elder, you... How could you possibly...?"

Gushan Taoist turned his head and looked back with a smile, transmitting through his thin face:

"After today, you must never again be an enemy to Little Sword Immortal Daoist!"

"Whether it is on Tianyuan Continent or on Taizhou Mountain, you are no match for him!"

"..."

Lou Yuchun had no doubts, simply because Chen Yi’s rise to power was so short-lived.

In Tianyuan Continent, under the suppression of the Heaven and Earth Bridge, he was indeed no match for Chen Yi.

But at Taizhou Mountain, he couldn’t believe that he would lose to Chen Yi!

"Don’t believe it? Then watch closely."

After the Sound Transmission, Gushan Taoist’s gaze returned to Chen Yi, and he said apologetically:

"I have kept Daoist waiting for too long, let’s begin the duel."

Chen Yi nodded: "All right."

"Do you need to recover for a while?"

"No need."

Just now, Chen Yi had slain hundreds, including cultivators of the Divine Travel Realm and the Heavenly Union Realm.

After their deaths, the invisible mist that emerged around them not only replenished Chen Yi’s spent Sword Intent but also increased it slightly.

Upon estimation, there was about a one percent increase.

"Thank you for the trouble, Nine Thousand Years," Gushan Taoist once again looked toward the effeminate middle-aged man and bowed slightly:

"Today’s duel between myself and the Little Sword Immortal Daoist is solely to determine victory or defeat, not life or death."

"No matter the outcome, Wuliang Mountain will no longer trouble Little Sword Immortal Daoist over this matter."

"Heaven and Earth bear witness! The court and the Martial World bear witness!"

Nine Thousand Years revealed a slight smile and nodded: "Gushan Daoist’s resoluteness is admirable."

With that, he looked towards Chen Yi and asked, "Would Young Master Chen have any objections to this?"

Chen Yi shook his head, raised his hand to wield the Spring Rain Sword, and lightly chuckled:

"I had planned to turn Wuliang Mountain into a river of blood today, but seeing Gushan Daoist’s clear understanding of right and wrong, I am rather embarrassed."

It’s often said that having an elder at home is like possessing a treasure, and sometimes this statement is indeed very true.

Like now, if it weren’t for Gushan Taoist’s courteous treatment, Chen Yi would never step back so easily.

Even if he couldn’t kill Lou Yuchun and the others, he could still slay all the disciples of Wuliang Mountain.

"You, you cut the crap!"

The lips of Lou Yuchun and others trembled, they almost shattered their back molars, each one of them furious.

So many disciples of Wuliang Mountain had died earlier, it was as if their hearts were bleeding...

And this wasn’t called a river of blood?

Did he alone come here with the intent to wipe out the entirety of Wuliang Mountain?

Wasn’t he afraid of biting his tongue in the wind!

"Right is right, wrong is wrong," Gushan Taoist smiled, waved his hand to signal them to be quiet, and said earnestly:

"Wuliang Mountain has gone astray, I am merely rectifying the path."

Saying so, he waved his sleeve and flew straight up to the mountain range that had formed before.

"This Array was set up by the founding ancestor of our sect, and even a Great Power of the Divine Power Realm couldn’t harm it in the least."

"Little Sword Immortal Daoist, you can freely wield your Sword Dao."

Chen Yi raised an eyebrow and with a step, the White Tiger Divine Intent roared beneath his feet as he stepped up to meet the upside-down mountain summit.

Looking around, he felt as if the mountains formed by the Array actually existed.

Yet they differed from the peaks of Wuliang Mountain below—the rocks and vegetation on them were all transformed by Divine Power!

"To glimpse the whole from a corner... The cultivation of the ancestors who survived from the dark ages is truly terrifying."

Vaguely, Chen Yi felt puzzled.

If those people were so powerful, how could they have all died?

Looking at Gushan Taoist opposite him, he seemed to be someone who lived through that era.

Even someone of the Divine Power Realm like him could survive; normally, those founding ancestors should have been able to live to the present.

Could they have all perished on Taizhou Mountain?

Chen Yi did not know, he pondered briefly before discarding these thoughts from his mind, standing tall as he pointed his sword at Gushan Taoist.

"Grand Void Sect, Disciple of Sword Edge Mountain Chen Yi, please enlighten me, Daoist!"

"Wuliang Mountain, Disciple of Flipping Heaven Dao Gushan, please enlighten me, Daoist!"

Gushan Taoist likewise swung his horsetail whisk in a complex hand signal.

Was this an ancient custom for duels among cultivators?

Chen Yi sensed something, his face unchanged, as he silently built up the sword force around him.

Gushan Taoist did the same. As the True Yuan around him manifested, a towering mountain quietly appeared behind him.

Stretching thousands of miles, the huge mountain was lofty as clouds, and compared to the White Tiger Divine Intent and the three stars, it was not inferior at all.

Seeing this, Lou Yuchun and the others all turned serious, their eyes fixed on Chen Yi and Gushan Taoist.

Although the duel did not need to result in life or death, the outcome was related to the sealing of Wuliang Mountain.

At the very least, they could reduce the length of time the ancestors sealed the mountain.

After a moment.

When all became silent around, the effeminate man known as Nine Thousand Years came between the two:

"Since you are both ready, let us begin!"