Primordial Divine Emperor-Chapter 109 - 91: Disrupted in the Wind, Terror Chess Game
On the Martial Arts Arena of the Divine Sword Peak.
Ye Xiaofan, Nangong Jianchen, and Mo Shiyi stood still.
The three quietly watched the names appearing on the light screen, their expressions deeply moved.
Especially Mo Shiyi, when he saw that name, he was slightly stunned, waves forming in his eyes.
Ye Xiaofan and Nangong Jianchen were similarly stupefied, gazing intently at that extremely prominent name.
"How could your name be there? Isn’t this illogical?" Nangong Jianchen murmured, full of confusion.
Ye Xiaofan couldn’t help but look at Mo Shiyi.
Nangong Jianchen directly voiced his inner question: "Shiyi, aren’t you the lowest-ranking Inner Sect Disciple on duty? Isn’t it true that disciples on duty aren’t chosen?" 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
Clearly, the information Nangong Jianchen knew seemed more than what Ye Xiaofan knew.
Logically, although Mo Shiyi was an Inner Sect Disciple of the Divine Sword Sect and had been promoted from outer to inner sect for four years, even after those years, he was still the lowest-ranking duty disciple of the Divine Sword Sect.
What are called duty disciples are those with lesser talent and cultivation, but because of their hard work in cultivation and outstanding performance, they have a chance to advance to the inner sect for cultivation. However, regardless of their talent or strength, they rank extremely low among the Inner Sect Disciples of the Divine Sword Sect.
This kind of people generally aren’t chosen because their names wouldn’t even appear on the random list.
When Mo Shiyi saw his name, he was initially quite moved, but soon he shook his head with a bitter smile and said, "What is meant to come will come; there’s no avoiding it."
After speaking, Mo Shiyi slowly looked towards the peak of Divine Sword Peak. Clearly, despite his good concealment, aside from Sword Saint Dugu Nan, some high-level figures of the Divine Sword Sect still noticed this disciple’s existence.
Logically, his name truly shouldn’t appear in the random list, but it can’t be ruled out that someone high in the Divine Sword Sect put his name in specifically.
After confirming he was chosen.
The initial turmoil in Mo Shiyi’s heart gradually calmed, seemingly accepting this result with equanimity.
He shook his head with a bitter smile, then turned around to look at the two, smiling lightly and said, "Dear junior brothers, since it’s come to this, I shall go ahead. We’ll meet in the ’Hundred Sects Battle Domain.’ I’ll go ahead and prepare, waiting for you there."
Ye Xiaofan and Nangong Jianchen couldn’t help but smile wryly at his words. They thought they had gained a ’Know-It-All,’ from whom they could easily get any information, but unexpectedly, they were losing him in less than a year.
Without Mo Shiyi in the Divine Sword Sect in the future, they would lack a big help whether in obtaining information or in indulging in drinks together.
But upon hearing Mo Shiyi’s words, Ye Xiaofan couldn’t help but feel helpless and said, "Senior Brother Shiyi, you’re being too absolute. Whether Nangong and I will be chosen ’after three years’ remains unknown."
Nangong Jianchen agreed, and yet Mo Shiyi slightly raised the corners of his mouth, looking at Ye Xiaofan and said, "I don’t know about Junior Brother Nangong, but for you, it’s already certain."
Ye Xiaofan was displeased at this, immediately retorting, "Isn’t it supposedly random selection? Why is it certain for me?"
Mo Shiyi raised an eyebrow, gently patted Ye Xiaofan’s shoulder, and said with sympathetic eyes, "Because you are the Divine Peak Saint Heir."
"Does being the Divine Peak Saint Heir mean I must go?" Ye Xiaofan looked puzzled, suddenly feeling tricked.
"What else do you think?" Mo Shiyi said, gloating over his misfortune, "Why do you think the Divine Sword Sect keeps selecting Saint Heirs and Saintesses?"
"Why is that?" Ye Xiaofan asked, confused.
Mo Shiyi smiled mysteriously, slowly turning to leave.
The conversation had reached the point where it didn’t need to be spelled out any clearer.
Clearly, every Saint Heir and Saintess selected by the Divine Sword Sect has gone to the ’Hundred Sects Battle Domain.’
Ye Xiaofan was unwilling, shouting at Mo Shiyi’s back, "I’m just a temporary Divine Peak Saint Heir."
Mo Shiyi turned back at those words, smiling more smugly, slowly saying, "Even if you aren’t an Array Peak Saint Heir, aren’t you a South Peak Saint Heir?"
"Since when did I become a South Peak Saint Heir?" Ye Xiaofan asked, eyes full of confusion.
He was merely a successor of South Peak, not some Saint Heir.
Moreover, the Divine Sword Sect had yet to select Saint Heirs or Saintesses. Weren’t they all just candidates now? How did he become the South Peak Saint Heir?
Ye Xiaofan looked baffled, but Nangong Jianchen understood and, mimicking Mo Shiyi, patted Ye Xiaofan’s shoulder, shaking his head sympathetically, "You’re the only successor of South Peak. If you’re not the South Peak Saint Heir, then who is? Is it Sword Saint Dugu Nan?"
After speaking, Nangong Jianchen also left, leaving Ye Xiaofan alone in a whirlwind of confusion.
Upon realization, Ye Xiaofan couldn’t help but swallow, thinking that if it was truly like that, he was indeed the South Peak Saint Heir. Surely, Jian Shi and Jian Yu, those two Sword Boys, wouldn’t compete with him?
Coming to his senses, Ye Xiaofan smiled wryly as he left the Martial Arts Arena of Divine Sword Peak as well.
Along the way, many disciples of the Divine Sword Sect saluted him as the temporary Array Peak Saint Heir.
Yet these gestures of courtesy now made him feel uncomfortable, as if constantly reminding him that he was a Saint Heir destined to go to the ’Hundred Sects Battle Domain’ after three years of joining the sect.
The departure of the three didn’t change the excitement in the Martial Arts Arena.
At that moment, the vast Martial Arts Arena was a sea of people.
In fact, when beams of light fell from Cangqiong Peak, countless elder disciples of the Divine Sword Sect had been closely watching the list.







