Chapter 997: 12 Sea of Fierce Sun (Please Subscribe)

Chapter 997: Chapter 12 Sea of Fierce Sun (Please Subscribe)

Even among those who have condensed nine Seeds of the Fierce Sun, there are distinctions of rank and achievement.

To condense nine Seeds of the Fierce Sun at the age of four hundred is entirely different from doing so at the ages of four hundred fifty or four hundred eighty.

The two youngsters from the Dongyang Clan and the Yu Clan are among the more exceptional talents with nine Seeds of the Fierce Sun, otherwise they wouldn’t have been considered as candidates for Lord Qingfen’s discipleship.

“I heard that the genius from the Yu Clan was secretly crippled by the Dongyang Clan,” the shorter figure on the right murmured, his information coming from the Yuchi Clan.

The Yuchi Clan, despite its decline, still holds influence as a top-tier clan.

“Hmph, the scheming and infighting between these second-tier clans is indeed amusing,” the shorter figure on the left chuckled lightly, “Though, it’s also a viable strategy.”

“The Marquis only values the outcome. If that youngster from the Yu Clan was indeed crippled, it simply means they were never qualified to become the Marquis’s disciple,” the tall figure in the center remarked coldly.

Among the three figures, he was clearly the most powerful, exuding an aura of supremacy.

“Let’s go inside.”

The tall figure in the center spoke.

He then quickly stepped into the Dongyang Clan’s premises.

…

“Members of the Dongyang Clan pay respect to the three Qing Envoys,”

The Dongyang Clan’s Dao Realm Ancestor slightly bowed, followed by the high-ranking members of the clan who all showed reverence, greeting the three figures respectfully.

“Bring the person forward,”

The tall figure spoke directly.

In the vast Qingfen Domain, there were countless clans similar to the Dongyang Clan, and he wasn’t interested in wasting time here.

“Understood.”

The Dongyang Ancestor nodded immediately.

Soon, Dongyang Meng stepped forward.

“So, it’s you, youngster,” the tall figure gave Dongyang Meng a once-over but didn’t take any action.

However, the shorter figure on the left raised his hand and produced a crimson mirror, its surface engraved with a blazing sun that seemed to burn intensely.

The shorter figure slightly activated the crimson mirror, directing it toward Dongyang Meng. In an instant, the mirror’s surface began to ripple.

Tiny suns began to emerge.

One, two, three.

Ten miniature suns steadily appeared on the mirror’s surface.

“Ten Seeds of the Fierce Sun?”

The shorter figure’s expression showed surprise, and he turned to look at the tall figure.

“Remarkable, truly remarkable.”

The tall figure also paused briefly, a rare moment of praise escaping his lips.

To enter Lord Qingfen’s ranks with ten Seeds of the Fierce Sun, given time, the individual’s status ranking wouldn’t be inferior to their own. Such a person would undoubtedly rise to be a prominent figure in the Qingfen Domain.

Upon hearing the Qing Envoy’s acknowledgment, the Dongyang Clan elder leaders finally felt their lingering anxieties dissipate.

With the confirmation from the Qing Envoy, Dongyang Meng’s ability to condense ten Seeds of the Fierce Sun was unmistakable.

“Your Dongyang Clan has done well to cultivate a genius with ten Seeds of the Fierce Sun,” the tall figure finally addressed the Dongyang Clan Ancestor.

Discovery of a ten-seed genius was recognized as a merit for the Qing Envoys traversing the Qingfen Domain, earning them additional rewards from Lord Qingfen.

“It’s all thanks to Meng’er’s own diligence…” the Dongyang Clan Ancestor answered humbly.

“Prepare yourself now; shortly, I will take you to meet the Marquis,” the tall figure said warmly to Dongyang Meng.

“Alright.” Dongyang Meng nodded, a slight sense of euphoria rising within her.

Even the lofty Qing Envoy was speaking to her with such kindness!

“Lord Qing Envoy, our Dongyang Clan previously had a matter with the Yu Clan…” the Dongyang Ancestor cautiously began.

The Yu Clan had exposed the incident of the Dongyang Clan attacking Yu Yan through connections with the Yuchi Clan, leaving the Dongyang Clan Ancestor somewhat uneasy.

“It doesn’t matter.”

The tall figure waved his hand dismissively.

Even if Dongyang Meng hadn’t been a ten-seed genius, he wouldn’t have pursued this matter.

Predatory survival is inherent to the world; if the Dongyang Clan had the strength to cripple Yu Yan, it simply proved Yu Yan’s fate.

“Thank you, Lord Qing Envoy,” the Dongyang Clan Ancestor exhaled in relief.

In truth, after confirming Dongyang Meng’s tenth Seed of the Fierce Sun, he hadn’t been too worried about the matter. The difference between nine seeds and ten seeds was significant, after all.

But now, with the Qing Envoy’s guarantee, there was truly no cause for concern.

“Shi Song, go to the Yu Clan and confirm Yu Yan’s number of Seeds of the Fierce Sun,” the tall figure glanced at the shorter figure and instructed.

This visit by the three Qing Envoys was specifically for the Dongyang Clan and the Yu Clan.

Having encountered an unexpected success at the Dongyang Clan, their next stop was naturally the Yu Clan.

“Senior brother, do we still need to check the Yu Clan?” The shorter figure, Shi Song, raised an eyebrow.

Given the Dongyang Clan Ancestor’s statements, Yu Yan was likely already crippled, and with Dongyang Meng’s emergence as a ten-seed genius, Shi Song saw little need to visit the Yu Clan.

“Hmm?”

The tall figure furrowed his brows slightly.

Procedures mattered; could they simply disregard protocol?

“Perhaps it’s best to visit the Yu Clan, even briefly?” the Dongyang Clan Ancestor suggested cautiously.

At this moment, he was fully confident. With Dongyang Meng confirmed as a ten-seed genius, the Dongyang Clan’s rise was inevitable. Offering the Yu Clan a chance now posed no threat.

“Let’s go,” the tall figure nodded.

“Understood.”

The shorter figure Shi Song chose not to resist further. Skipping the visit to the Yu Clan might cause unnecessary complications.

From Shi Song’s perspective, this was simply running an errand, a matter to be resolved quickly.

…

Soon, Shi Song arrived at the Yu Clan.

“The Yu Clan pays respect to the Qing Envoy,”

The elders of the Yu Clan bowed deeply, joined by all senior members, including Patriarch Yu Chaolong, who greeted the Qing Envoy respectfully.

To become a Qing Envoy in the Qingfen Domain, one must possess at least peak Self-Dao Realm cultivation; some Envoys were even in the Dominator Realm.

Moreover, Qing Envoys served as Lord Qingfen’s disciples, mastering many of the secret techniques and forbidden arts passed down by him, making their combat prowess incomparable even to ordinary Self-Dao Realm cultivators.

“Rise,”

Shi Song replied indifferently. To him, this visit was merely procedural, ensuring no loose ends remained.

“Is the Qing Envoy here alone?”

One of the Yu Clan elders asked cautiously.

Typically, Qing Envoys traveled in groups of two or three; it was rare for them to act solo.

“My two senior brothers are at the Dongyang Clan. They sent me to check on things here,” Shi Song said casually.

The tall figure’s reason for sending Shi Song to the Yu Clan was simply to cozy up to the Dongyang Clan and Dongyang Meng.

After all, if Dongyang Meng developed normally, she would eventually become a Qing Envoy herself, and the Dongyang Clan was poised to ascend to the summit of top-tier clans.

“So, the other Qing Envoys are still at the Dongyang Clan?”

The elders of the Yu Clan exchanged uneasy glances.

Why would Qing Envoys linger at a mere Dongyang Clan? Even if Dongyang Meng were assuredly joining Lord Qingfen’s ranks, it hardly warranted such attention!

Ordinary nine-seed geniuses, even as disciples of Lord Qingfen, were simply considered his most basic protégés, no more than tools enabling a clan like Dongyang’s entry into top-tier status.

Why would Qing Envoys remain there?

Moreover, Shi Song referred to them as his senior brothers. Clearly, the other two Qing Envoys were stronger than he was.

This realization raised concern among the Yu Clan elders.

“Indeed, the Dongyang Clan has produced a rare ten-seed genius,” Shi Song said, glancing at the Yu Clan elders without hesitation.

With his senior brothers still at the Dongyang Clan to protect Dongyang Meng, revealing this fact posed no risks.

“Ten Seeds of the Fierce Sun?”

“Dongyang Meng condensed a tenth Seed of the Fierce Sun?”

The Yu Clan elders turned visibly grim; Dongyang Meng, as a ten-seed genius, would inevitably rise to power in the Qingfen Domain, to the extent that even the Yu Clan would have to look up to her.

“How could this be?”

Yu Chaolong, the Yu Clan’s Patriarch, was equally stunned. Wasn’t Dongyang Meng supposed to rival Yu Yan as a talent? How had she leaped forward as a ten-seed genius?

“Trouble,”

The Yu Clan elders felt the weight of impending doom.

If Dongyang Meng had merely possessed nine seeds, even while joining Lord Qingfen’s ranks, the Yu Clan might not be able to compete with the Dongyang Clan but could still barely retain their footing.

Despite being a second-tier clan, the Yu Clan had favorable relationships with certain first-tier clans. Dongyang Meng, even as one of Lord Qingfen’s disciples, likely would not be able to move against them.

But now?

Ten seeds?

As soon as Dongyang Meng’s status as a ten-seed genius spread, the Yu Clan would face untold upheaval. First-tier clans with prior alliances would undoubtedly sever ties as swiftly as possible.

“Let us proceed,”

Shi Song declared flatly, aiming to conclude the matter quickly and reunite with his senior brothers.

“Lord Qing Envoy, please wait a moment,”

Yu Chaolong said gravely before stepping away.

…

Outside the cavern.

Yu Chaolong contacted Lin Yuan.

Soon, the cavern doors opened.

“Yan, come with me to meet the Qing Envoy,” Yu Chaolong spoke heavily.

“The Qing Envoy has arrived?” Lin Yuan asked, slightly surprised. Neither the Yu Clan nor the Dongyang Clan knew the precise time the Qing Envoys would arrive.

“What happened?” Lin Yuan noticed Yu Chaolong’s unease.

“Dongyang Meng condensed ten Seeds of the Fierce Sun,” Yu Chaolong said quietly.

“Ten Seeds of the Fierce Sun?” Lin Yuan glanced at Yu Chaolong.

“After today, I will arrange for you to leave, and the Yu Clan will relocate its members as well,” Yu Chaolong said.

This was a precaution against retaliation from the Dongyang Clan.

“Let’s go,”

Yu Chaolong led Lin Yuan toward the outside.

Soon, the two appeared before the Qing Envoy.

“You are Yu Yan?”

Shi Song scrutinized Lin Yuan briefly.

“That’s me.” Lin Yuan, in turn, observed him.

Without wasting words, Shi Song produced the crimson mirror, its fiery sun engraving glowing intensely.

Hum!

The crimson mirror emitted a pale light, instantly directing it toward Lin Yuan.

“This?” Lin Yuan’s expression became serious, realizing he couldn’t evade the mirror’s rays. Its speed far surpassed that of space-time.

“Hmm?”

Shi Song eyed the mirror casually.

Typically, upon the mirror’s illumination, the subject’s number of condensed Seeds of the Fierce Sun would immediately be revealed.

Yet at this moment.

The crimson mirror’s surface remained unaffected.

“What’s happening?”

Shi Song’s mind filled with confusion, though he maintained an outward composure.

Just as Shi Song prepared to stimulate the crimson mirror a second time,

The previously calm mirror surface suddenly responded.

Splash!

Within the mirror appeared a vast crimson ocean, its waves crashing and churning endlessly.

Upon close inspection, one could see that each wave was formed by tens of Seeds of the Fierce Sun.

“This—”

Shi Song’s jaw dropped, his thoughts a chaotic blur.