Yin Yang Sacred Land Comes to Challenge; Sure Enough, People Fear Fame as Pigs Fear Growing Fat

The blazing sun hung high in a cloudless sky.

Yet Jun Wangyou's heart felt ice-cold.

Because someone wanted to challenge him—and beat the shit out of him.

Jun Wangyou was terrified. Truly terrified.

He was just a newbie who had only cultivated for a month.

He had never even learned any spells. Other than having a body full of strength, he could be said to know nothing at all.

Meanwhile, those challenging him were all at Qi Refining Great Perfection.

How was he supposed to fight them?

Although Jun Wangyou knew he had broken through the so-called Eternal Extreme Realm.

He had not taken it seriously at all.

Anyone who broke a record after cultivating for only one month probably would not take that record seriously either.

It was too watered down.

There was not the slightest bit of substance to it.

Jun Wangyou did not know what others thought, but that was what he thought.

"Alas, people fear fame as pigs fear growing fat."

Jun Wangyou sighed.

He immediately made up his mind that he had to be more cautious in the future. He absolutely could not be a show-off; being an old fox was best.

Jun Wangyou was currently at a Practice Platform at the foot of Lingtian Peak.

It was packed with disciples, all discussing this matter.

Jun Wangyou had overheard them from behind.

At that moment, a disciple noticed Jun Wangyou and hurriedly bowed.

"Greetings, True Disciple Senior Brother."

The other disciples turned around upon hearing this.

When they saw Jun Wangyou wearing the distinctive robes of a True Disciple.

They all hurriedly saluted him.

Seeing so many Sacred Land disciples, who had once seemed so lofty, bowing to him, Jun Wangyou felt somewhat flattered.

He had not yet fully adjusted to his current status.

He hurriedly waved his hand, then turned and left.

He decided to hide out on the mountain. The foot of the mountain was too dangerous; baby was scared.

After Jun Wangyou left.

The many disciples standing there looked at one another.

"Who is this True Disciple Senior Brother? Why have I never seen him before?"

One disciple voiced his doubt.

"Are you stupid? This is the foot of Lingtian Peak. Who do you think that True Disciple Senior Brother is?"

A disciple rolled his eyes at him, his gaze lingering unwillingly on Jun Wangyou's departing figure.

"Gasp! So he is that monstrous disciple taken in by the Sect Master!

No wonder I felt such immense pressure the moment I saw him."

The disciple who had questioned earlier suddenly understood.

"So he is Senior Brother Jun Wangyou. He is so handsome—I think I'm in love."

A female disciple covered her face with both hands, her cheeks flushed pink.

At that moment, a male disciple squeezed over beside her and ruthlessly struck her down:

"Chunhua, stop daydreaming. You can't have a rich, handsome guy like him. Why not consider me instead? I'm not bad either."

"Get lost!"

"Sure thing."

Elsewhere.

Jun Wangyou was walking up the mountain.

Suddenly, a voice transmission entered his ears.

"My good disciple, come to the Sacred Land Main Hall at once."

Hearing True Man Qingwei's voice transmission, Jun Wangyou stopped and sighed inwardly.

What was meant to come had indeed come.

As expected, the choices appeared before him again.

[Yin Yang Sacred Land has decided to challenge you. You have the following choices.]

[Choice 1: Refuse the challenge. A gentleman does not stand beneath a crumbling wall; hide for now—reward: ten thousand Mid-grade Spirit Stones.]

[Choice 2: Accept the challenge. Crush the challenger in the most brutal manner, become famous in one battle, and make your name known throughout the land—reward: 500 Qi Refining Pills.]

Jun Wangyou wanted to choose the first option, but it seemed the choice was not his to make.

He had to ask True Man Qingwei first.

One Sacred Land was challenging another, and the one being challenged was him, an Eternal Extreme Realm genius currently in the limelight.

If he refused the challenge, it would greatly affect both his own reputation and that of the entire Heavenly Dao Sacred Land.

Unless Yin Yang Sacred Land gave up on challenging him.

Otherwise, this challenge was practically unavoidable.

Fine, I'll take it one step at a time. Jun Wangyou sighed inwardly.

But speaking of which, how was he supposed to get to the Sacred Land Main Hall?

Jun Wangyou suddenly realized that he did not even know which direction the Sacred Land Main Hall was in.

"Tata, do you know which way the Sacred Land Main Hall is?"

Left with no other option, Jun Wangyou had no choice but to ask Master Pagoda.

Inside Jun Wangyou's storage space, Master Pagoda was being attended to by several female artifact spirits, his face full of blissful enjoyment.

When he heard Jun Wangyou's question, he immediately got up, thought for a moment, and said:

"Reporting to Master, Little Tower does not know where the Sacred Land Main Hall is either.

But since it is the Sacred Land Main Hall, it must be the grandest building in the entire Sacred Land. If you fly into the air, you should be able to see it."

Master Pagoda spoke very seriously, but then he seemed to realize something and slapped his forehead.

"Ah, I forgot that Master still can't fly."

Jun Wangyou: "..."

Is he mocking me?

Master Pagoda immediately added, "Little Fire, take Master there. Remember not to speed, or you'll regret it."

Inside the storage space, the Nine Heavens Scarlet Fire Sword shot out with a whoosh.

In an instant, it enlarged and hovered quietly by Jun Wangyou's feet.

Little Fire flew out and respectfully said to Jun Wangyou, "Master, Little Fire will take you sword-racing—ah, spit! Flying."

Little Fire scratched its little head, looking somewhat embarrassed.

"Uh... okay."

Jun Wangyou stared in a daze, but did not think too much about it. He stepped onto the sword.

The moment the Nine Heavens Scarlet Fire Sword took off, Jun Wangyou staggered beneath his feet.

Left with no choice, he could only sit on the sword.

Very soon, the Nine Heavens Scarlet Fire Sword soared into the sky and flew toward the grandest building at the center of the Sacred Land.

Little Fire flew very steadily, and Jun Wangyou could barely feel any jolting.

Along the way, many disciples flying on swords passed by Jun Wangyou.

Yet without exception, all of them were drawn to him.

First, Jun Wangyou's aura was simply too transcendent. He wore a white jade cloud-silk robe embroidered with golden edges.

He truly looked like an exiled immortal riding a sword through the sky.

Second, the Nine Heavens Scarlet Fire Sword was of an extremely high grade, a Mid-grade Houtian Spiritual Treasure.

Treasures of this level were generally only possessed by great experts at the Tribulation Crossing Realm or above.

If flying swords were compared to cars from Jun Wangyou's previous life.

Then the Nine Heavens Scarlet Fire Sword was a limited-edition ultra-luxury sports car.

The ordinary disciples, meanwhile, only drove ordinary cars.

A super handsome guy driving a super luxurious sports car—anyone would probably take a few extra looks.

And so, Jun Wangyou flew all the way to the Sacred Land Main Hall.

At that moment, the hall was filled with people.

The various elders stood on either side of the hall.

At the center of the hall stood ten exceedingly arrogant-looking disciples from Yin Yang Sacred Land, both men and women, all with extraordinary bearing.

At the very front of the hall, Yin Yang Sacred Land's leading elder, Chen Jianxuan, was having a "pleasant conversation" with True Man Qingwei.

"Junior Brother Chen, Yin Yang Sacred Land truly produces exceptional talents in abundance.

These ten disciples you brought must all be among the finest outer disciples of Yin Yang Sacred Land, yes?"

True Man Qingwei stroked his beard and smiled, his gaze occasionally drifting toward Chen Jianxuan beside him.

Chen Jianxuan was one of Yin Yang Sacred Land's ten core elders and was likewise at the Ascension Realm.

He looked refined and slender, like an ordinary schoolteacher from the mortal world.

Hearing this, Chen Jianxuan shook his head and smiled.

"Senior Brother Qingwei, you are mistaken. How could these few count as the finest?

Among the outer disciples of Yin Yang Sacred Land, these ten can only rank beyond the top five hundred."

"Oh? Is that so? Then it seems this senior brother has poor judgment. I never expected Yin Yang Sacred Land to have so many geniuses. It appears that Heavenly Dao Sacred Land must continue working hard."

True Man Qingwei smiled faintly, but inwardly cursed:

You shameless bastard, what the hell are you showing off for? You're already thousands of years old, yet you still pretend to be young every day.

Pah! Shameless!

So what if you have many genius disciples? My disciple can crush your entire Yin Yang Sacred Land.

True Man Qingwei was feeling incredibly smug inside.

In the past, if he had seen Yin Yang Sacred Land with so many talented disciples, he would definitely have felt sour about it.

But now...

Heh, they were all trash!

Beside True Man Qingwei, Chen Jianxuan wore an arrogant expression.

His gaze inconspicuously flicked toward True Man Qingwei.

He would never tell True Man Qingwei.

That the ten disciples he had brought were actually the ten strongest Qi Refining Realm disciples in Yin Yang Sacred Land.

Moreover, half of them had already begun absorbing spiritual energy in preparation for Foundation Establishment.

Each one could fight ten Qi Refining Great Perfection cultivators of the same realm.

Heh, so what if he has a disciple who broke through the Eternal Extreme Realm? Today, I'll shatter his Dao Heart and cripple him. No matter how talented you are, if you cannot grow, you are ultimately nothing but trash.

Chen Jianxuan sneered inwardly.

At that moment, the voice of a hall attendant came from outside.

"True Disciple Jun Wangyou requests an audience!"