Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 2678 Situation
“Judging from this sword mark, Yelü Hua’s cultivation level should have broken through to the Heavenly Rank,” Chunyu Ye squinted his eyes. “Northern Wei has gained another Heavenly Rank Thunder Law expert.”

"This is impossible! There has been no divine revelation!" The Zen Master across from them nearly roared. "There have been no signs of celestial phenomena indicating the birth of a new Heavenly Rank cultivator in the past three months!"

“Perhaps he broke through at that very moment,” Chunyu Ye stood up. “The Xuanwu God has appeared. Isn’t that enough of a celestial phenomenon for breaking through to the Heavenly Rank?”

"Just now, a breakthrough?" The Third Elder was stunned, almost collapsing to the ground. "How is this possible?"

“Why not?” Chunyu Ye chuckled. “It seems that everyone who has spent time with Ying Baoyue has this ability; they can always unleash unimaginable potential in desperate situations.”

The girl seemed to be blessed by the god of miracles.

But to create miracles, you also need solid foundation.

To break through to the Heavenly Rank, one must first be a master of the fourth rank. How many people on this continent can break through to the fourth rank under the age of twenty?
Almost all the top young geniuses on the entire continent have gathered around Ying Baoyue.

“She still has another Rank 4 member over there,” Chunyu Ye sighed. “We failed to kill him this time, and Meng Shi might be the next one to break through to the Heaven Rank.”

Meng Shi and Yelü Hua were equally matched in strength, and Meng Shi was even more skilled in battle than her husband.

“That Chen Zihan’s strength should not be underestimated either,” Chunyu Ye frowned. “The last time I saw him, he had just become a disciple of the Mountain Ghost, but now he can already fight alongside the Mountain Ghost. His strength is almost approaching the Heavenly Rank.”

Chunyu Ye always believed that wind magic was the real evil art. Although its combat power was low, it could help other cultivators do extremely evil things.

It's already strange enough that there's one Mountain Spirit, a being capable of transmitting messages over long distances; it's unimaginable that there would be another strange Wind Mage.

After listening to Chunyu Ye's analysis, the Third Elder's face turned ashen.

“Ying Baoyue’s side currently has at least two Heaven-rank and two Rank 4 cultivators, as well as her and Ji Mo, the two Divine Sons,” Chunyu Ye said expressionlessly. “And what about our side? How many high-rank cultivators do we have left?”

Only cultivators at the Divine Dance Realm or above can be called high-level cultivators.

The biggest advantage of the Zen Temple has always been that it can cultivate more high-level cultivators than other sects in the Central Plains through evil techniques such as Breakthrough Pills.

However, evil magic is still evil magic, and it is difficult to create a Heavenly Rank cultivator. Through such acquired methods, one can generally only cultivate cultivators of the fourth or fifth rank at most, and most of the high-level combat power within the Zen Temple is concentrated at these two ranks.

If you can reach Rank 4, you can basically become an elder.

In this attempt to kill Meng Shi, the Zen Temple lost five level-four cultivators and five level-five cultivators, suffering a severe blow and losing everything.

“If Master were here, he would have already turned you into a medicine man,” Chunyu Ye looked the Third Elder up and down as if he were looking at a dead man.

The Third Elder gritted his teeth and said, "You know, I only broke through to the next realm by using the Breakthrough Pill and the Black Mud. My strength is inherently different from that of cultivators from the Central Plains."

Chunyu Ye certainly knew.

Evil magic is evil magic. No matter how many souls it devours, a cultivator who doesn't advance through their own strength is far less powerful than a naturally born cultivator.

In addition, in recent years, in order to seek revenge, Yun Zhongjun has become much more impatient in improving the level of his disciples. He no longer spends time cultivating and training them, but instead locks them in a dark room and feeds them medicine. Only those who can withstand the effects of the medicine are put on the ground to fight and compete with each other.

The quality of high-level cultivators created in this way is even worse than in earlier years.

They were all level four cultivators; the five of them couldn't kill Meng Shi.

“The Wu Chan brothers are all dead,” Chunyu Ye squinted at the Third Elder. “The Arhat Hall has fallen to someone like you who has taken over. How many high-level cultivators are left? Speak!” The Third Elder froze for a moment under Chunyu Ye’s pressure, then straightened his neck. “Even if I am not the best, I was personally appointed by the Zen Master before he left the academy. The Zen Master said that I would act as the head of the entire academy, and the Arhat Hall is also under my jurisdiction!”

"You've already taken half the disciples of the Zen temple, wandered around and didn't manage to steal anything, and you still have the nerve to ask me how many people are left in the Arhat Hall?"

The Third Elder grew bolder with each word, "You only took out elite disciples, how many high-level cultivators are left?"

Chunyu Ye naturally wouldn't reveal his family's wealth. Seeing that this old man wasn't so easy to control, he narrowed his eyes.

"When Master left, he only told you to temporarily take charge of the affairs of the academy. Did he say anything else?"

How exactly did Yun Zhongjun disappear with Li Ji so mysteriously? Did he even survive?

This is very important; he needs to understand it.

“He didn’t say anything else,” the Third Elder said, his eyes flashing, “he only said that if he doesn’t return, I will be the head of the Zen Temple, and everyone in the Zen Temple must listen to me!”

Go to the head of your Zen temple.

There are no tigers in the mountains, and the monkeys are kings.

Chunyu Ye suppressed the urge to curse. If he hadn't known too many secrets within the Zen temple and that Yun Zhongjun definitely had other tricks up his sleeve, he would have sent this foolish elder to meet his ancestors long ago.

However, the fact that Yunzhongjun was entrusted with the affairs of the Zen temple to such a fool shows that he was indeed away on a temporary basis.

With the Wu Chan brothers dead and Chu Yan not being loyal enough, Yun Zhongjun couldn't find anyone else for the time being, so he could only temporarily entrust everything to this Third Elder based on seniority.

What reason did Li Ji use to trick Yun Zhongjun and Bai Quanshen into meeting him?

Chunyu Ye was very curious about this, but it was not something that this foolish elder in front of him could know.

“If you don’t want to talk about it, then forget it. But I suggest you take your men and leave this city as soon as possible,” Chunyu Ye said calmly. “As for the Eternal Night Great Wall, I don’t know which Zhai King you’re allied with, but if you’re going to command an army, I advise you to save your breath and let Chu Yan do it.”

Upon hearing this, the Third Elder jumped up as if his tail had been stepped on. "Chu Yan? That traitor has long been locked up in the torture chamber by the Zen Master. Let him command the army? Don't even think about it, he..."

“You don’t have to listen to me,” Chunyu Ye said, losing patience with the fool. “If you want to exhaust the remaining resources of the Luohan Hall, you can take charge yourself.”

"In short, if it's not Chu Yan who's in command, don't ask me to bring people to rescue you again if you're ever in trouble again."

"Wait, you're not going to help defend the Eternal Night Wall? Those disciples are the Zen Temple's soldiers. If you take them away like this, you're committing treason! When the Zen Master returns, I'll tell him all about it, and he'll grind you to dust..."

"Wait! Chunyu Ye! Guihua Jun! Where are you going? Come back! I order you to come back!"

With a creak, the door opened, and Chunyu Ye disappeared into the darkness.

He paid no attention to the string of insults behind him; only one thought swirled in his mind.

“Li Ji…”

"where?"