“You’ve already admitted defeat?”
Everyone was shocked.
They had always looked down on the Archaic Sacred Body, believing it didn’t belong to this era. But after Ye Junfan displayed power close to the half-step Dual Restriction level, they had been impressed.
After all, the Archaic Sacred Body was rumored to be invincible among peers—Ye Junfan, who had reached the peak of the 9th stage Spirit Sea Realm, should have been able to fight even those at the 2nd stage Cave Heaven Realm. Yet now, in front of Chu Ying, he directly surrendered!
“Bah! I thought the Archaic Sacred Body had a spine. I thought he’d fight to the end, but he gave up after all.”
“So that earlier ‘I’d rather die than surrender’ speech was just for show, huh?”
“The Archaic Sacred Body, turns out to be nothing special.”
The murmurs around made Ye Junfan’s face turn ashen, uglier than swallowing dung.
Across the Supreme Profound Holy Land, countless disciples watching the battle through the formation projection reacted differently—shock, disappointment, disbelief.
Sighs filled the air. Especially those disciples who had idolized Ye Junfan spat in disgust. Those who had watched him rise step by step from the outer sect, turning from their rival into someone they admired and followed, now felt their faith crumble.
The higher he had raised himself, the harder the fall.
“Elder Lu Lin, I request to initiate the Holy Son Appointment Battle,” Chu Ying said calmly. “I believe I am qualified.”
Elder Lu Lin’s gaze grew complicated.
Originally, they had expected Ye Junfan to initiate the Holy Son Appointment Battle—the peak master had placed high hopes on him.
Just two days ago, Ye Junfan had even visited Martial Duel Peak to pay respects to the reclusive peak master.
It was almost certain he would be appointed as Holy Son this time.
But who could have predicted that Ye Junfan would lose to Chu Ying, the one rumored to have crippled himself!
“Very well. Everyone, recover your Qi for fifteen minutes. After fifteen minutes, the Martial Duel Secret Realm will open. Chu Ying will face eighty Holy Son Candidates alone. If he wins, he will be appointed as Holy Son. If he loses, the position remains vacant, and the ranking battles will continue as usual.”
These words were transmitted through the formations across the entire Supreme Profound Holy Land.
The Holy Son Appointment Battle was the grandest of all, held within the secret realm where all could fight without restraint. Life and death weren’t restricted—everyone could unleash their full power.
However, to prevent actual deaths, the secret realm had mechanisms to ensure safety. Any Holy Son Candidate on the verge of death or facing a fatal attack beyond resistance would be automatically teleported out. The source of this chapter is novelping.com.
“After two and a half years of silence, Chu Ying is finally starting another Holy Son Appointment Battle!”
“Will he crush everyone this time?”
“I think there’s no doubt! Chu Ying is no longer who he used to be. Whoever spread the rumor about him being crippled must be blind! He’s clearly mastered an unrivaled technique and undergone a complete transformation!”
The Holy Land was in uproar.
Chu Ying’s supporters were filled with excitement. “Brother Chu will definitely claim the Holy Son position!” “He’s risen from the bottom too—let’s go, Brother Chu!”
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Meanwhile, Ye Junfan was desperately healing himself. He couldn’t let Chu Ying become Holy Son; otherwise, his own chances would grow even slimmer.
“Su Yichen, what’s wrong with you?” the 3rd Holy Son Candidate Li Yifeng frowned at the pale-faced Su Yichen.
Normally, he would’ve been glad to see Su Yichen in poor condition, but now, they were all on the same side—they had to stop Chu Ying from becoming Holy Son. If Chu Ying ascended, the gap between him and the rest would only widen further.
Su Yichen exchanged a bitter look with Xiao Yan; only they knew the pain they were enduring. “Don’t hold back later. If Chu Ying becomes Holy Son, none of us will ever surpass him.”
The 4th Holy Son Candidate swept his eyes over everyone and said coldly, “You all saw Chu Ying’s strength today. Use every trump card you have! Don’t fear exposing your secrets. Our fights among ourselves are just for ranking—but if Chu Ying ascends, we’ll be trampled underfoot for a long time!”
His words made everyone nod in agreement. “Damn it! Chu Ying can be first, but he can’t be Holy Son!”
“Yeah! We’ll all take him down together!”
While the Holy Son Candidates were plotting, Chu Ying was calmly meditating.
Soon, a Holy Son Candidate approached him.
“Brother Chu, your hidden strength truly amazes me,” Luo Ruyan said with a faint smile. She was graceful yet commanding, possessing both a heroic air and a woman’s elegance. Most Holy Son Candidates were no less beautiful than Yao Ruoxi.
That was why they had always been unhappy—Chu Ying had been devoted to Yao Ruoxi, offering her double cultivation resources, while giving none of them a chance.
“Ahem, you flatter me. And you are…?” Chu Ying asked awkwardly. He knew there were forty-nine Holy Son Candidates, but he had no idea what most of their names were.
Thinking back, he couldn’t help but curse himself for being such a fool!
Was he brainless back then, obsessed only with Yao Ruoxi?
Luo Ruyan frowned slightly but didn’t respond. “What a mighty Holy Son you are! You don’t even know the name of our Number One Holy Son Candidate, Luo Ruyan?”
Chu Ying glanced at her indifferently and said, “Do I know you that well?”
Lin Zhixue froze, not expecting him to be so blunt, and muttered, “So stingy! I just teased your third leg a little, and you’re still mad about it? No manners at all…”
“Third leg?” The newly arrived Lu Hongyi looked at her with a puzzled expression.
Had she heard that right?
Was that even something she should be hearing? Or did she misunderstand?
Chu Ying’s face flushed red.
Though he had lived two lives, he was still a virgin in both. Talk of such topics made him uncomfortable.
Keeping a straight face, he said, “Thank you for your concern, but it’s inconvenient to say more.”
“I hope you become the Holy Son,” Luo Ruyan said with a faint, teasing smile. “After all, Holy Son pairs perfectly with Saintess.”
Chu Ying’s eyes darkened slightly as he replied indifferently, “Even if I become Holy Son, I’ll walk alone. I was blind once, but not anymore.” Though he didn’t name her, everyone knew who he meant—Yao Ruoxi.
Luo Ruyan, Lu Hongyi, and Lin Zhixue exchanged glances, astonished.
Seeing Chu Ying’s calm expression, they thought privately—so the rumors were true. Chu Ying and Yao Ruoxi really had a falling out!
“Brother Chu, after this is over, if there’s a chance, we could travel together. The Calamity Ancient City is about to open,” Luo Ruyan said softly. She was clearly showing goodwill—only because Chu Ying had cut ties with Yao Ruoxi. Otherwise, with her pride, she’d never bother with a man fixated on another woman.
“Sure, I’ll keep that in mind,” Chu Ying smiled. “If there’s a chance, I’ll join.”
After all, there were plenty of beautiful flowers in the world—why cling to just one?
Ever since gaining the system, he had noticed his mindset changing too.
“Brother Chu, I’d like that too,” Lu Hongyi added sweetly.
Chu Ying nodded in response.
Lin Zhixue was about to say, “Me too,” but Chu Ying smirked and said, “You don’t need to. I’m afraid you’ll break my third leg.”
Lin Zhixue blushed furiously, stomping her foot in anger, completely flustered.