Chapter 119: Your Shamelessness Knows No Bounds
Mad Shark King trembled under Ye Wushang’s calm words and piercing gaze.
He felt it in his bones if he dared speak again, his life might truly be forfeit.
Facing Ye Wushang’s eyes, he had no choice but to admit it: he was afraid.
Under countless stares, he forced out a stiff smile.
Then, face ashen, he slinked into the crowd too humiliated to even return to the King’s guest seats.
He couldn’t bear to sit there anymore.
Gasps echoed across the arena.
The notoriously arrogant Mad Shark King had folded so easily?
But then again, Ye Wushang’s dominance was undeniable.
How does he cultivate like that?
No one had an answer.
Ye Wushang didn’t spare him another glance.
To him, Mad Shark King was just a bug.
Had this been the Ye Clan, he’d have killed him outright.
But this was the Haoran Sword Sect.
He chose restraint for the sake of his children.
If he offended the sect, they might retaliate against his son or daughter.
His casual suppression of a peak King left countless young prodigies in awe.
So this is the power of the Unrivaled Blade King.
And a peak King was reduced to a joke.
Ye Zifeng and Ye Ziran looked at their father with pride.
This was their role model. Their shield. Their pride.
With him behind them, what was there to fear?
They would not disappoint him in this tournament.
Even Sun Xinhao was shaken.
Though Ye Wushang’s cultivation was lower than his own father’s, his strength was terrifying.
A single gaze crushed a peer King.
A single sentence sent a peak King fleeing.
Even his father had never done that.
And Ye Wushang was three times younger.
If I could become his son-in-law if I could earn his guidance.
Sun Xinhao glanced at his father just in time to see the shock in Sun Wang’s eyes.
Clearly, even he was stunned.
Sun Xinhao clenched his fists.
I will marry Ye Zhixin. No matter what.
Ye Wushang, unaware of these thoughts, closed his eyes again waiting for the tournament to begin.
The brief interlude passed.
The host stepped forward to announce the rules.
Sword cultivators dominated the field; it was, after all, a sword sect.
But fist, blade, and spear cultivators were also present.
Ye Wushang nodded in approval.
As expected of a sect with hundreds of thousands of years of heritage.
The Ye Clan couldn’t match this lineup.
Even with their transformative elixirs, they lacked the numbers.
But in terms of top-tier combat power, the Ye Clan was second to none.
The battles raged for five days straight.
For cultivators, five days without rest was nothing.
Ye Wushang observed closely.
Three stood out: Ye Zifeng, Sun Xinhao, and a sword prodigy named Zhang Jianzong.
Zhang Jianzong possessed dual sword dao talents just one step from comprehending sword intent.
Without the imperial-grade elixir, Ye Zifeng might have lagged behind.
But the two seemed close friends, even.
The children have grown. They have their own circles now.
Compared to Sun Xinhao, Ye Zifeng and Zhang Jianzong were clearly closer.
Ye Wushang could already see it: the top three would be these three.
Others had impressive talents but not quite at their level.
What a terrifying era of competition.
Finally, after five days of fierce combat, the top three emerged.
Sun Xinhao, Ye Zifeng, and Zhang Jianzong.
Tension filled the air.
Who would claim first place?
Even Ye Wushang’s family joined the discussion.
“Sun Xinhao will win.”
Everyone turned to him even Ye Wushang raised an eyebrow.
“He’s broken through to the Celestial Phenomenon Realm.”
“His aura is unstable he must’ve used a treasure to advance. He’s suppressing his realm, waiting to explode.”
The others sensed it too.
Sun Xinhao’s aura was indeed suppressed.
Ye Wushang looked at his eldest son with pride.
Sharp, calm, observant. Truly worthy of the Ye Clan’s future.
Meanwhile, Ye Zifeng’s battle with Zhang Jianzong reached its climax.
With a thunderous clash, Ye Zifeng emerged victorious.
The youngest of the three yet the strongest.
“How did your strength grow so fast?” Zhang Jianzong asked, curious.
“My father, my brother, and my mother are all here. She’s a true sword prodigy. Their guidance helped me improve.”
Zhang Jianzong looked toward the guest seats at the black-robed man.
So that’s the Unrivaled Blade King…
Sun Xinhao watched, stunned.
If I hadn’t broken through I’d have lost to both of them.
He was grateful for his father’s decision.
Next, Sun Xinhao faced Zhang Jianzong.
Zhang Jianzong attacked fiercely but Sun Xinhao was forced to reveal his Celestial Phenomenon Realm.
Only then did he win.
Gasps filled the arena.
But the Kings and Emperors remained calm.
They saw through it instantly an external breakthrough.
Finally, the last battle began.
Ye Zifeng vs. Sun Xinhao.
From the start, the gap was clear.
Though both were prodigies, Sun Xinhao’s higher realm gave him the edge.
Ye Zifeng’s body erupted with sword intent.
He had comprehended sword intent mid-battle.
Though only first-level, his power surged tenfold.
Sun Xinhao struggled to suppress him.
But in the end, Ye Zifeng lost his realm and couldn’t match.
Still, he was satisfied.
Sun Xinhao claimed first place.
The sect master, Emperor-tier cultivator Lei Yunxiao, stepped forward.
“As champion, you may request one favor from the sect. Have you decided?”
Most chose a top-tier technique, a divine sword, or a rare treasure.
But Sun Xinhao bowed deeply.
“I have a request. I hope the sect master will act as matchmaker.”
Lei Yunxiao raised an eyebrow.
Sun Xinhao glanced at Ye Wushang.
“I’ve fallen for Ye Zhixin, the Ye Clan’s eldest daughter. I wish to marry her and humbly ask the sect master to act as mediator.”
Even Lei Yunxiao was stunned.
But before he could respond.
A furious voice rang out.
“Your shamelessness truly knows no bounds!”