Supernatural Insight Eyes-Chapter 1926 - 1927: Settling Accounts After Autumn! (First Update)
The two stopped at the right moment, and the duel ended.
Whether it was the Saintess of Turquoise Pool or Stone Demon Lord, both had reached the Saint Realm, making them undoubtedly among the most advanced in their generation.
Throughout the ancestral land, besides the Turquoise Pool Sacred Land and Demon God Sect having such talents, perhaps only the Supreme One Sect might have young saints, while other sects’ Saint Heirs mostly linger in the Ruins Realm.
The Saintess of Turquoise Pool was defeated, and many expected Stone Demon Lord to pursue the matter of their engagement, but surprisingly, Stone Demon Lord did not mention it again.
The Peach Banquet concluded with a single battle.
Numerous Saint Heirs and Saintesses prepared to leave, heading toward the mountain gate of the Turquoise Pool Sacred Land.
Suddenly, dozens of people descended the mountain, including Ye Qiu and Li Jin. Ye Qiu wondered where to go next since Turquoise Pool Sacred Land hadn’t found the whereabouts of the group; where should he seek them?
As Ye Qiu was lost in thought, they were about to reach the gate when suddenly, Ye Qiu found himself alone.
It turns out that Yang Ce and other loose cultivators deliberately kept a certain distance from Ye Qiu, leaving Ye Qiu and Li Jin walking together, making them stand out.
What?
Ye Qiu snapped back to reality, and as he glanced around, he realized that Yuan Dao Saint Heir was eyeing him maliciously, clearly planning to cause trouble once they left Turquoise Pool Sacred Land.
"These guys really repay kindness with malice. Clearly, it was you, Brother Ye, who stood up for them, and now you’ve become the target. They’ve distanced themselves," Li Jin couldn’t help but feel indignant and speak up for Ye Qiu, thinking it’s quite unfeeling of Yang Ce and his crew.
From Yang Ce’s perspective, offending a Saint Heir is seeking death. They were ridiculed by Yuan Dao Saint Heir and others earlier but chose to endure. Even if unhappy, they can wait until they’re stronger to reclaim face.
Yet Ye Qiu intervened, stood up to them, which while cathartic, offended the Saint Heir. Loose cultivators generally don’t have sects or clans, and even if they do, they are small sects. Against the big sects backing Saint Heirs, it’s like eggs crashing into stones.
Therefore, keeping away from Ye Qiu at that moment is the correct choice. Otherwise, being targeted by Yuan Dao Saint Heir as well could spell disaster.
Seeking advantage and avoiding harm is instinct, deeply ingrained in small-time martial artists.
"Rather than everyone facing disaster, it’s better for you alone to bear it. We certainly won’t forget you," Yang Ce said blandly, feeling no shame for his actions. If given a choice, he naturally wouldn’t clash with a Saint Heir; self-preservation is the sensible course.
"Indeed, we’ll remember and appreciate you, sorry," several of the loose cultivators distanced themselves, and not all were purely self-centered; some felt guilty and expressed apologies.
Outside the Turquoise Pool Sacred Land, some of those who couldn’t ascend the Turquoise Pool Celestial Platform or lacked sufficient power had not left, lingering outside. Upon seeing the numerous Saint Heirs depart, they became animated and watched intently.
Even Yang Ce and his group’s presence drew much attention, with people discussing how they were those who ascended the Turquoise Pool Celestial Platform, leaping forward like dragons.
However, Yang Ce wasn’t complacent due to the attention; his focus was more on Ye Qiu and Yuan Dao Saint Heir within the mountain gate.
Just ten steps away, Ye Qiu was exiting the gate yet suddenly stopped.
"What’s this? You want to stay in Turquoise Pool Sacred Land? They don’t accept male disciples!" Yuan Dao Saint Heir’s voice reached them indifferently.
Li Jin looked at Ye Qiu and whispered, "Brother Ye, as long as we don’t leave Turquoise Pool Sacred Land, he won’t act. We can stay here; he won’t dare do anything to us."
Being targeted by a Saint Heir made Li Jin’s heart race, out of fear.
Indeed, as Li Jin mentioned, fighting is prohibited within Turquoise Pool Sacred Land, even a Saint Heir wouldn’t dare break this rule, lest they face punishment.
"No matter, if he attacks, I’ll just deal with it," Ye Qiu smiled at Li Jin’s suggestion. He had a clear grasp of Yuan Dao Saint Heir’s abilities; even without using his Saint embodiment and dark powers, he could handle it. Since victory was achievable, what was there to fear?
The one who should be afraid was likely the opponent instead.
Originally, Ye Qiu intended to leave immediately after the Peach Banquet, not wanting to provoke anyone, yet now, since although he didn’t want to harm, he’s being targeted, then no need to hold back.
Ye Qiu stepped out of Turquoise Pool Sacred Land’s gate, surprising Yang Ce and others waiting outside. They thought Ye Qiu might cling inside, but again surprised.
"Guts!" Yuan Dao Saint Heir soon followed, stepping out of the gate, and by doing so, it was no longer part of Turquoise Pool Sacred Land, meaning Turquoise Pool Sacred Land would not intervene.
"Kid, you indeed have guts; I thought you’d be a coward, not daring to come out," Yuan Dao Saint Heir sneered.
Now outside Turquoise Pool Sacred Land, he could finally settle scores with Ye Qiu.
"I have no habit of being a turtle; it’s you clinging to me like one," Ye Qiu replied calmly.
Li Jin’s expression grew bemusing upon hearing Ye Qiu’s words. He couldn’t understand why Ye Qiu wouldn’t say something placating and instead provoked him.
This was a Saint Heir, not the loose cultivators from the Turquoise Pool Celestial Platform.
It’s over, this time it’s over, Li Jin thought, now he too was caught in this mess.
Li Jin felt certain Ye Qiu would cause him trouble.
Sure enough, upon hearing Ye Qiu’s retort of calling him a turtle, how couldn’t Yuan Dao Saint Heir be enraged? His eyebrows shot up with fury, feeling like steam coming out, aching to slap Ye Qiu to death.
"You dare insult me..." Yuan Dao Saint Heir enunciated slowly, full of killing intent.
"Self-inflicted disaster," Yang Ce watching, chuckled faintly, thinking Ye Qiu was being incredibly foolish, truly believing ascending the Celestial Platform first meant being invincible, daring to challenge a Saint Heir.
"He’s fueling the fire, isn’t he aware of the consequences of angering Yuan Dao Saint Heir, who almost became a top ten Saint Heir, yet ultimately narrowly lost? Maybe he knows something we don’t," a loose cultivator remarked.
At this point, the remaining loose cultivators hadn’t left but focused their gaze on Ye Qiu and Yuan Dao Saint Heir, many knowing Yuan Dao Saint Heir, either directly or by reputation.
Ye Qiu was only known today, first ascending the Turquoise Pool Celestial Platform, thus becoming familiar to many.
Yet these two clashed now.
A Saint Heir and a mysterious loose cultivator, indeed piquing curiosity.
"Today I’ll rip apart your mouth and see how you speak," Yuan Dao Saint Heir saw the crowd watching, realizing Ye Qiu calling him a turtle was heard, his honor couldn’t be upheld, only publicly dealing with Ye Qiu could restore it.
Suddenly, Yuan Dao Saint Heir made his move.
Meanwhile, several elders standing outside the great hall watching the events below captured by Miao Shan couldn’t help but show interest.
Someone spoke to Miao Shan, focusing on Ye Qiu: "Not planning to intervene? Finally found a little guy worthy, don’t let him get killed, then it’s another long wait."
Miao Shan shook his head: "If the one I fancy is so weak, then it means no bond as mentor-disciple with me."
The advising elders shrugged, not debating further; they knew once Miao Shan decided on something, it was unlikely to change.
"Oh, this old stubborn...," they sighed.
