Vice Alliance Leader Peng was right.

A sparring match had ended.

But the one who lost wasn’t Ye Xingchen—it was Gui Yuhuan.

This result caught the Star Sea Alliance’s leadership completely off guard.

“Unbelievable!”

“How did he do that!”

The Grand Elder and others looked utterly shocked.

They could accept Gui Yuhuan losing.

But what they couldn’t accept was that even after unleashing the Tyrant Blade Art and forming an impenetrable barrier of blade light, he was still easily broken through by his opponent, then knocked out with a single punch!

“Trash.”

Standing on the arena platform, Ye Xingchen said coldly.

Though these two words sounded harsh, there was no denying that Night Emperor had the right to say them, because he had defeated Gui Yuhuan at the peak moment of his strongest attack, using his actions to slap the faces of all the Star Sea Alliance’s leadership.

Especially.

He ruthlessly slapped the faces of the rational fans.

Look.

Your idol was defeated by me in one move—is he completely washed up now?

If those fans had shown a bit more composure at the time, Ye Xingchen might not have been so decisive in finishing him off instantly. He might have symbolically held back a bit, letting him lose less miserably.

No choice.

Fans’ behavior, idols pay the price.

“Your strength is formidable, Sir. Gui admits defeat wholeheartedly!” Gui Yuhuan endured the pain coming from his chest and cupped his fists.

Ye Xingchen said nothing and turned to walk down from the arena.

He was disappointed.

Disappointed that he was too strong and couldn’t find an opponent.

Forget it.

After returning, he should spar more with Junior Brother He. At least when that guy didn’t go all out, they could fight to a draw.

“Let’s go home.”

Jun Changxiao stood up.

Ye Xingchen instantly defeating Gui Yuhuan didn’t surprise him at all. After all, he was one of the Eternal Sect’s disciples with the strongest offensive power. Winning against a fellow Peak Truth-Seeking Realm martial artist was perfectly normal.

……

“What?”

That same day, when Gu Tianxing returned from visiting relatives with his wife and learned about the battle’s outcome, he exclaimed in shock: “Defeated Gui Yuhuan in one move?”

“Absolutely true.”

Vice Alliance Leader Peng said rather helplessly.

If he hadn’t witnessed it with his own eyes, he probably would have been just as shocked as the Alliance Leader.

“Father.”

Gu Chaoxi said: “It’s perfectly normal. There’s no need to make such a fuss.”

He didn’t deny that Gui Yuhuan was excellent, but he also couldn’t deny the terror of his own sect’s disciples. If he had to describe them, they were a group of monsters!

“Gui Yuhuan is one of the top one or two geniuses in our Crossing Heaven Realm, yet he was instantly defeated by that brat’s disciple. This is simply…” Gu Tianxing found it hard to accept as he said: “Unbelievable!”

After speaking, he hurriedly headed to Jun Changxiao’s residence.

“Uh…”

Gou Sheng scratched his head as he saw Gu Tianxing’s shocked expression and said: “It’s just defeating a martial artist of the same realm.”

“Brat!”

Gu Tianxing said gravely: “Do you know what it means that your disciple instantly defeated Gui Yuhuan?”

“What does it mean?” Jun Changxiao asked.

Gu Tianxing said: “With Gui Yuhuan’s current strength, in the previous Universal Holy War, even if we don’t say he’d definitely make it into the top 500, he could at least enter the top 600. If your disciple could instantly defeat him, he could probably kill his way into the top 200!”

No way!

Ye Xingchen at the Peak Truth-Seeking Realm level was already very strong.

Yet in this estimation, he could only enter the top 200? Didn’t this mean there were still one hundred ninety-nine other competitors like him?

“Uncle.”

Jun Changxiao asked in surprise: “Are all the top 200 competitors that terrifyingly strong?”

“Yes.”

Gu Tianxing sat down and said seriously: “Let me put it this way—everyone who can participate in the Universal Holy War is a top genius from their plane. Those who can kill their way into the top 200 can be considered the proud sons of heaven from an entire star system!”

Jun Changxiao fell silent.

A proud son of heaven from an entire star system—this was indeed quite impressive.

Gu Tianxing said: “All competitors who make it into the top ten are existences that countless beings look up to.”

“Uncle.”

Jun Changxiao asked: “Have you participated before?”

“No.”

Gu Tianxing shook his head and said: “The Universal Holy War was held ten thousand years ago and has only been held ten times to date.”

“Oh.”

Jun Changxiao acknowledged with a sound.

Ye Xingchen, standing nearby, furrowed his brow.

He wouldn’t forget the scene he saw when he and Xie Lingyao entered that certain illusion realm. He especially remembered that in the illusion, Xiao Zuiji came to find him and said, “The twelfth Universal Holy War is about to begin. Are you interested in accompanying Senior Brother to fight and turn everything upside down again?”

“Senior Gu.”

He asked: “How often is the Universal Holy War held?”

“Once every thousand years.”

“……”

Ye Xingchen fell into silence.

If the illusion corresponded to the future, and they were only at the eleventh Universal Holy War now, when Xiao Zuiji invited him to participate in the twelfth one, it should be a thousand years from now?

Impossible!

I’m not the Night King!

She’s not the Night Consort either!

I won’t leave the sect, and I definitely won’t have children!

“Xingchen?”

Jun Changxiao asked: “What are you thinking about?”

Ye Xingchen stopped his wild thoughts and said: “Nothing.”

“That’s not right.”

Jun Changxiao said suspiciously: “Your eyes just now were very complicated. Do you have something on your mind?”

“Come.”

Setting out wine and laying out dishes, he said: “Please share what’s troubling you.”

“This disciple needs to go cultivate.”

Ye Xingchen definitely wouldn’t mention that he saw the future, that he saw himself leaving the sect.

“A bit strange.”

Watching him leave, Jun Changxiao said while propping up his chin.

“Sect Master Jun.”

Gu Tianxing said: “Since your disciple is so strong, why not have him participate in the Universal Holy War?”

“This junior does have that plan, but…” Jun Changxiao said bitterly: “I don’t know where to register.”

“Let’s go.”

Gu Tianxing said: “I’ll take you to Crossing Heaven City. There’s a registration point there.”

Something’s wrong!

Why has Uncle Gu suddenly become so enthusiastic toward me!

Jun Changxiao felt a bit panicked.

“Sect Master Jun, this old one has an inappropriate request—I don’t know if I should mention it or not.” On the road, Gu Tianxing spoke up.

“Don’t mention it!”

Jun Changxiao said directly.

Usually, when someone has an “inappropriate request,” nothing good comes of it!

“It’s like this.” Gu Tianxing said: “I heard from Gou Wa that you don’t seem to be planning to return to the Upper Realm?”

“The Upper Realm was just a stopping point. Since I’ve left, this junior doesn’t plan to return.” Jun Changxiao said.

Gu Tianxing said: “The Universal Holy War has regulations—competitors must report their star system and plane.”

“……”

Jun Changxiao was speechless.

For this kind of competition, wasn’t it enough to just register your sect and name? Why did you have to report your address too?

“Since you don’t plan to return to the Upper Realm, why not register under my Crossing Heaven Realm?”

“……”

Jun Changxiao understood.

No wonder he suddenly became so enthusiastic—turns out he was digging a pit here waiting for him!

“Fine.”

Gou Sheng agreed.

Actually, it didn’t matter which plane he registered under. The key point was for his disciples to win the championship and obtain generous rewards.

Of course.

Jun Changxiao also had his own plans.

If there was another chance to participate in the twelfth Universal Holy War in the future, he would definitely have his disciples compete under the Eternal Realm’s name, because by then it should have developed and should be able to stand proudly in the upper universe.

“Haha!”

Gu Tianxing laughed heartily and said: “Truly my son’s brother—you really give your Uncle Gu face.”

……

Crossing Heaven City.

The capital of the Crossing Heaven Realm.

Jun Changxiao had no interest in observing the magnificent architecture and followed Gu Tianxing straight to the Universal Holy War registration point.

Because there were still ten years until the competition began, there weren’t many forces or individuals registering.

“Alliance Leader Gu!”

The person in charge walked out and said with a smile: “What brings you here?”

“Bringing an acquaintance to register.”

“Oh?”

The person in charge looked at Jun Changxiao and said: “For Alliance Leader Gu to personally escort someone, this young friend must be extraordinary.”

“Cut the nonsense.”

Gu Tianxing said: “Hurry up and process the paperwork.”

“Right, right!”

The person in charge sat down and took out something resembling a compass. He placed both hands on it, and flowing light gradually appeared.

“Competitor’s name, place of origin, sect.”

“Lu Qianqian, Li Qingyang, Su Xiaomo, Xiao Zuiji, Ye Xingchen, He Wudi, Li Fei, Tian Qi, Long Ziyang, Yang Yuhua, Song Xuanzhou, Li Shangtian, Sun Mucheng…” Once Jun Changxiao opened his mouth, he couldn’t stop. Gu Tianxing and the person in charge’s eyes gradually widened.