Ultimately, under Pei Chuxia’s strong recommendation, Huangfu Jin ⊛ Nоvеlιght ⊛ (Read the full story) decided to approve Ye Yu’s participation in this sect grand competition.
Although this decision was met with strong opposition from many elders.
But Huangfu Jin remained completely unwavering.
Ye Yu was not only the Demon Lord’s son but also Elder Pei’s foremost disciple.
Huangfu Jin firmly believed that since Pei Chuxia was so confident in Ye Yu, there must be a reason.
If that was the case, he was willing to take the risk alongside them.
Perhaps, just as Elder Pei said, Ye Yu might create some incredible surprise.
However, those who wanted to prevent Ye Yu from joining the sect grand competition were not only the sect elders.
At first, Zhao Jia also raised both hands in opposition.
Maybe Young Master Ye Yu did not know what the sect grand competition was, but Zhao Jia certainly did.
It was a fierce contest of prodigies from various sects, and they were truly willing to kill for the honor of their sect.
Moreover, the rules stated that from the moment a contestant stepped onto the stage, their life and death were at their own risk.
How could Zhao Jia possibly let Ye Yu do such a dangerous thing?
So he began persuading Ye Yu to give up while he still could.
When Ye Yu heard those four words—“life and death at your own risk”—he immediately grew excited.
He instantly understood why Pei Chuxia had secured this spot for him.
The sect grand competition was a perfect opportunity for him to justifiably kill opponents and seize their attributes.
Why wouldn’t he take it?
So Ye Yu decisively pushed Zhao Jia aside.
The latter felt deeply wronged and then took out his communication stone to report the situation to the Demon Lord.
He thought both Young Master and the Lord of Zhutian Sect had gone mad, and that only a heavyweight could persuade them.
But after the incense burned for a while,
Zhao Jia’s expression grew even more complicated.
The reason was that the Demon Lord’s wife, Yue Xing’er, had answered the communication stone.
From her perspective, this might be a good chance to gain experience. Since Huangfu Jin hadn’t stopped it, it probably wasn’t dangerous.
Still, for safety, they would arrange to send a set of demon-immortal artifact robes in the next few days, which would absolutely ensure Yu’er’s safety.
Zhao Jia scratched his head in frustration.
Demon Lord’s wife, your heart is really that big?
Oh well, since you all agree, then I’ll just go along with your wishes!
In the blink of an eye, a month had passed.
During this time, Ye Yu successfully advanced to the early stage of Earth Demon Realm.
This gave him even more confidence.
One day, Huangfu Jin and Pei Chuxia led a team and brought Ye Yu to Kunshen Palace in Wuyan Province.
This sect grand competition was held within this sect.
Upon arriving, Ye Yu immediately felt a surge of mental pleasure.
He had been thinking about which prodigies to kill,
But now, someone had already sent him a pillow just as he was about to fall asleep—such a prime opportunity.
He really was getting lucky.
Soon, after all the sects from the three provinces gathered,
First, the sect masters assembled, exchanging some meaningless formalities.
Then the sect grand competition officially began, and the disciples from each sect started drawing lots to determine their future opponents.
The Zhutian Sect’s representatives were Ye Yu and the sect’s holy son, Wang Shang.
The latter was an unimpressive-looking but extremely cold fellow.
Although his appearance was quite average, his strength was considerable; as Zhutian Sect’s holy son, at only ninety-six years old, he had already reached mid-Integration Realm.
That was already very impressive.
Originally, everyone assumed that Zhutian Sect’s participants would be Wang Shang and his junior disciple.
Unexpectedly, it was changed to Ye Yu at the last moment.
Wang Shang was really unfamiliar with Ye Yu.
But he still transmitted telepathically to him: “Let’s do our best, junior brother! Let’s win glory for the sect together!”
Ye Yu suddenly turned his head.
That magnetic voice combined with the glow in his eyes was somewhat inspiring.
Though he couldn’t see his entire face—it would spoil the overall effect.
Ye Yu nodded in response.
Then he successfully drew his opponent’s number.
The number was sixty-six.
Hmm, was his number really that lucky?
Kunshen Palace took this sect grand competition very seriously, setting up five competition arenas.
That meant each round could have ten contestants competing simultaneously.
Although Ye Yu’s number was somewhat late, after waiting no more than half an hour, a Kunshen Palace disciple notified him it was his turn.
The competition arena was Entrance Number Three.
Ye Yu slowly rose and walked directly with the disciple toward the arena.
The moment he stepped into the competition arena, the surrounding scenery instantly transformed into a vast mountainous area.
Without a doubt, this was done using Formation Dao to alter the space.
But none of that mattered.
What mattered was: who was his opponent?
Soon,
A demon clad in a white long robe, holding a jade flute, slowly approached.
One had to say, this outfit combined with the demon horns on his forehead gave off a kind of mixed style.
He slightly cupped his hands and said: “Demon Xiaogu, Yang Lie, please instruct me!”
Ye Yu said nothing but looked up toward his head.
Two green attributes appeared.
Focused Concentration (Green): Able to maintain extremely high focus on any task, rarely disturbed by outsiders.
Sanctimonious (Green): Appears righteous and serious but is actually deeply evil inside. Extremely skilled at hiding his dark heart.
Seeing these two attributes, Ye Yu couldn’t help but frown.
He knew attribute theft was random.
If it had been just Focused Concentration, that would have been fine; but Sanctimonious? That was disgusting.
Ye Yu sighed involuntarily.
This action caused Yang Lie to be slightly taken aback, then suddenly furious.
He immediately asked in a deep voice: “Why are you sighing? Are you looking down on me?”
To be honest, Ye Yu was too lazy to waste words, suddenly throwing out two talismans.
The first landed on Yang Lie’s body.
When the light appeared, black chains suddenly sprang out, completely binding him.
The second talisman was stamped on his face.
Then a fierce explosion occurred.
Yang Lie fainted on the spot.
To be honest, the attributes on his body had completely saved his life.
But Ye Yu hated hypocrisy the most and naturally wouldn’t let him off easily.
The simplest way was to ensure he could no longer continue being sanctimonious.
At least, not in appearance!
