The Name of the Young Demon Lord

"You..." Upon hearing Yi Yun's words, Jian Wushuang, who was already injured, almost coughed up blood again.

"You should go back to your original name. You can't use this name anymore."

These words echoed in Jian Wushuang's mind. He had never suffered such humiliation in his entire life.

He had originally given himself this title to mock Yi Yun, but unexpectedly, he was defeated by Yi Yun with a single strike, and the title became a joke.

Not only Jian Wushuang, but the other martial artists watching were also speechless after hearing this.

This Jiang Yi Dao is too arrogant.

Many people couldn't help but want to rush up and beat him up.

But... how could they possibly win?

Moreover, although Jiang Yi Dao was arrogant, what he said was true. No one could refute either his title or what he said to Jian Wushuang.

"A very good strike!" The middle-aged Scholar looked at Yi Yun with his hands behind his back, a half-smile on his face. "Your sharpness is too great, and you are arrogant because of your talent. This is a good thing, but it is not a good thing either. Your sharpness and vigor can make you triumphant all the way. Through victory after victory, you will solidify your determination to win into your bones and forge your aura."

"In this way, you can make rapid progress in strength and become unstoppable! But this invincible momentum cannot last forever. One day, you will stumble and fall. Sometimes, the higher you climb, the harder you fall. At that time, your edges will be worn down."

"Smooth out the rough edges?" Yi Yun glanced at the middle-aged Scholar, chuckled, and looked unconvinced.

His appearance caused those around him to shake their heads in disapproval.

"Too arrogant. There are plenty of geniuses in the Tianyuan Realm. Since ancient times, many geniuses have been born and ruled in their own time. But not all of these geniuses can grow to their full potential. Many perish along the way."

"The Martial Arts Alliance envoy is so experienced, yet he won't listen to anything I say. I think Jiang Yi Dao is about to suffer a setback!"

"The jade is fine, but... it cannot be carved!"

People were talking amongst themselves, Yi Yun stood in the crowd, oblivious to everything.

"You seem unconvinced?"

The middle-aged Scholar smiled broadly, "This world is far beyond your imagination. Not to mention anything far away, just the Heavenly Dao Alliance alone will broaden your horizons!"

"The Heavenly Dao Alliance?" Yi Yun lightly flicked his sleeve, saying nonchalantly, "So, all you're trying to do is pique my interest in the Heavenly Dao Alliance?"

When Yi Yun said this, everyone was speechless.

How to pique his interest?

Others beg to get into the Heavenly Dao Alliance but can't, and this guy thinks his dad is the King of Heaven?!

However, the middle-aged Scholar was not annoyed. He shook his head and said, "The Heavenly Dao Alliance is located on Absolute Sword Mountain, the headquarters of the Martial Arts Alliance. Whether you go in or not is your choice. I will not force you."

Yi Yun laughed, "If it's really as you say, and entering the Heavenly Dao Alliance can broaden my horizons, then why not go in? But if entering the Heavenly Dao Alliance requires signing some kind of Soul Contract, then forget it, I won't sign it."

Yi Yun spoke in a very domineering manner, causing those around him to roll their eyes.

So what if he's a genius? He's just a Dao Seed Realm martial artist. Does he think he's some kind of peerless Great Emperor?

Even so, the middle-aged Scholar remained unperturbed. He clapped his hands and laughed, "Don't worry, without Soul Contract, you are completely free."

After the middle-aged Scholar finished speaking, he turned and left. The people around him glared at Yi Yun resentfully, and then followed him with mixed feelings.

Gongsun Ding, in particular, had a face as black as the bottom of a pot, while Gongsun Yang looked like a wilted eggplant, utterly dejected.

He had been hoping that Yi Yun and Jian Wushuang would fight to the death, but the difference in strength was too great. Jian Wushuang, that annoying guy, was crippled, but Yi Yun became more and more arrogant. He actually spoke to the envoy of the Martial Arts Alliance in such a condescending manner. Even though he had obtained the qualification to enter the Heavenly Dao Alliance that he had always dreamed of, he still put on a completely uninterested face, as if entering the Heavenly Dao Alliance was a favor to them.

One can imagine the frustration Gongsun Yang felt.

"Ten days from now, at Absolute Sword Mountain, I'll be waiting for you!"

As the middle-aged Scholar's figure disappeared, a faint voice transmission reached Yi Yun's ears.

Despite the coveted spots held by countless geniuses of the Tianyuan Realm, Yi Yun showed no joy or sorrow. He turned and strode into the Six Swords Inn, returning to his room.

After closing the door, Yi Yun sat quietly on the bed.

His expression gradually calmed down, and he seemed like a completely different person compared to the arrogant Jiang Yi Dao from before.

Heavenly Dao Alliance!

Yi Yun silently murmured the name.

As he had said before, he suspected that the Heavenly Dao Alliance was established for ulterior motives.

From Blood Moon's perspective, why would they use their resources to train elites for the major families of the Tianyuan Realm?

The existence of the Heavenly Dao Alliance likely conceals some conspiracy, and those prodigies who join the Heavenly Dao Alliance may not necessarily reap good rewards.

Yi Yun was still unsure what Blood Moon was planning to do.

The Martial Arts Alliance is the Blood Moon's most visible force. It has been planning and cultivating for many years, and now that the Martial Arts Alliance has taken action, it has established its prestige in the Tianyuan Realm at an extremely fast pace.

With the help of the Longevity Pill and some inheritances and resources that may have come from the Twelve Emperor Heavens, it was not difficult for the Martial Arts Alliance to achieve all this.

The name of the Martial Arts Alliance is so prestigious that the Heavenly Dao Alliance doesn't even need to recruit; countless top-notch geniuses are already vying to join.

Apart from that, everything else went smoothly for Blood Moon.

Although Yi Yun didn't believe the middle-aged Scholar's nonsense, Yi Yun knew that the so-called calamity was probably not far off.

"Enter the Heavenly Dao Alliance first!"

Yi Yun calmed himself down, inhaled and exhaled his vital energy, and slowly circulated the energy within his body according to the <Empress Heart Sutra>.

The riot that occurred at the Six Swords Inn was the talk of the town in Tianwu City for some time to come.

Yi Yun continued to stay at the Six Swords Inn, and no one came to provoke him again.

The story of Yi Yun defeating Jian Wushuang was being told throughout Tianwu City.

Perhaps because everyone has a sense of jealousy, Yi Yun's image in the rumors is not very good. People say that Jiang Yi Dao is not only powerful, but also arrogant and extremely wicked. Once defeated by him, one will not only suffer the humiliation of defeat, but also be ridiculed by him. Just his arrogance alone can shake the opponent's Martial Heart and even make people doubt their life.

As the story spread, Yi Yun became known as a Young Demon Lord. Some prodigies dreamed of defeating Yi Yun and becoming famous in one battle, but they lacked the courage.

Yi Yun didn't care about this. On the contrary, the Six Swords Inn, whose storefront had been smashed, not only did not hold Yi Yun, but also waived his room fee and provided him with various spiritual foods for free.

The room rate wasn't high, but it reflected the attitude of the Six Swords Inn, which is what strength brings. Yi Yun's future achievements are limitless.

Yi Yun, keeping his promise, took A'niu and A'yu, siblings, to the Myriad Treasures Pavilion to purchase a divine medicine to improve their talents.

As for the young man in his twenties, he stared blankly at the Emperor Sarira that had been spent, but dared not have a single greedy thought. After all that had happened, the young man was extremely afraid of Yi Yun and followed behind without daring to utter a sound.

"If there is ever a chance to repay this kindness in the future, my brother and I will do anything, even die for it," said A'niu A'yu solemnly.

They are too weak now to repay Yi Yun.

Yi Yun waved his hand and suggested that the siblings go to several powerful forces, including the Lin family, and let them choose. He believed that these powerful forces would be happy to take them in.

By this time, Yi Yun should also leave Tianwu City.

At the Myriad Treasures Pavilion, he bought some herbal relics suitable for the Nine-Headed Serpent to swallow.

These relics barely caught Yi Yun's eye; he had already heard that the better Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures were all collected by the Martial Arts Alliance.

The Martial Arts Alliance gathers elites, and instead of selling these Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, they use them to cultivate geniuses.

As Yi Yun left Tianwu City, he paused briefly in front of the towering divine tree.

Yi Yun glanced at the divine tree that resembled a duel between two peerless masters, and felt a sudden surge of solemnity and murderous intent.

He tensed up, then a gust of cold wind blew past, and he snapped back to his senses.

"It truly is a divine tree." Yi Yun gazed at it intently. Although the Tianyuan Realm was a closed world, it possessed many wondrous aspects.

Yi Yun leaped forward, his figure soaring several times on the cable car, disappearing in the blink of an eye into the clouds that shrouded it... (To be continued~^~)