Chapter 14: Wei Tian

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Beast Arena, Private Room.
“Young master, a new batch of creatures just arrived. Care to practice your skills?” The steward in a black robe said ingratiatingly.
If Tong Ying were here, she would definitely recognize the steward in black robes—only prodigies and influential figures were qualified to receive such service.
Given her current spending power, she wouldn’t qualify.
“No need. I just went down the mountain; I’ve killed enough!” Yuwen Yue casually accepted the spiritual tea handed to him by the steward and nodded his thanks.
The steward continued to praise him: “Young master’s Demon-Slaying Technique has truly reached a masterful level. Those Golden Core stage monsters tremble and howl nonstop the moment you step into the arena.”
Even the composed Yuwen Yue couldn’t help but smile at these words. As the new leader of the Golden Clan’s younger generation, exterminating demons and monsters had always been his greatest responsibility.
This praise was more than enough for him.
Seeing Yuwen Yue smile, the steward pressed his advantage: “Just one high-quality primal stone. There’s a Base Foundation Pig Demon with thick hide and flesh, known to devour six hundred people. Young master can practice at will.”
Yuwen Yue’s expression remained unchanged as he nodded and then took out a high-quality primal stone, paying promptly.
“No rush now. After I handle my junior brother’s affairs, I’ll be itching to try.”
“Yes, as you wish. But your junior brother has run into some trouble. That fox demon is backed by her sect, so it’s not easy to deal with.”
“Hahaha... When have I ever thought of killing her?”
Hearing the steward’s cautious wording, Yuwen Yue laughed aloud. The steward assumed he had murderous intent and planned to kill Tong Ying.
Although the aura emanating from Tong Ying stirred a hunting instinct within Yuwen Yue, since they were both disciples of the Celestial Sect and she was a favored student of Master Xuanshui, he could only reprimand her lightly and dared not act harshly.
Still, his Demon-Slaying Technique had reached perfection, making it lethally effective against such fox demons in an invisible way.
Yet seeing her being so oppressed stirred some anger in Yuwen Yue. After all, Wang Lin had been under his care since childhood, regarded as something like a half-brother.
Where was Yu Rumu, who was supposed to look after him? Even the relationship between senior and junior brothers had become so strained—it was truly disappointing.
Noticing Yuwen Yue’s silence, the steward tactfully withdrew and carefully closed the door behind him.
Sensing movement on the staircase, Wang Lin and Tong Ying appeared in single file. Wang Lin remained calm, though now carrying a little chick and a monkey in his arms. Tong Ying kept her head lowered, looking like a frostbitten eggplant.
Yuwen Yue couldn’t help but smile. This junior brother Wang Lin was indeed no ordinary person.

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He even managed to retrieve two young pets from Tong Ying, though the chick’s appearance left much to be desired.
“Senior brother Yuwen, we can head back now. I’ve settled my private matters with senior sister.”
Yuwen Yue glanced around and asked in puzzlement:
“Junior brother Wang, what about that high-quality primal stone of yours?”
With a smile tugging at his lips, Wang Lin pulled a promissory note from his pocket—with Tong Ying listed as the debtor.
The two exchanged knowing smiles, slinging an arm around each other’s shoulders as they strode out of the Beast Arena.
Just as they were about to step out, a faint voice called out:
“Wang Lin, your fifth senior sister is returning soon.”
Wang Lin paused, then turned around with a smile: “Fifth senior sister, huh? I do miss those days of friendly sparring with her.”
Tong Ying was taken aback, thinking Wang Lin was still being stubborn. After all, Wang Lin had suffered the most under fifth junior sister’s hands.
This time, after Wang Lin insisted, they nearly broke even. That golden-furred monkey was a precious bloodline; if cultivated properly in the future, it might even break through to Nascent Soul stage. Just thinking about it made her heart ache.
But he wouldn’t have many good days ahead.
Thinking of the fifth sister’s return and how they would both deal with Wang Lin together, a happy and joyful expression appeared on her face.
This time, he had suffered a great loss, and she would surely return it twofold.
…
On the way back to the sect, Wang Lin and Yuwen Yue both thought of the “fifth senior sister” Tong Ying had mentioned.
“By now, Wei Tian should be back. This time in the Ancient Battlefield Illusion, her killing skills must have improved greatly.”
Wang Lin was silent for a moment before sighing: “Indeed, it was a great opportunity.”
“Then why didn’t you seize it? Were you soft-hearted because she’s senior sister?”
Yuwen Yue teased, playing with his ring.

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Wang Lin smiled helplessly: “Senior brother, don’t joke. How could I hold back in such a precious opportunity?”
The Ancient Illusion Battlefield was a secret realm unique to the Yin-Yang Celestial Sect. The battlefield could continuously manifest the imprints of past masters, compressing them to equal levels to hone killing techniques, greatly enhancing combat memory.
The Celestial Sect only allowed ten entrants each year. Even though all disciples under Master Xuanshui were outstanding, he could usually only secure one spot annually. This year, however, he fought hard and managed to secure two coveted places.
The first was given to the senior sister, who had reached a bottleneck in her cultivation and was best suited for such training. The second was originally allocated to Wang Lin, who was about to reach the Base Foundation stage.
But Wei Tian insisted on going, claiming restlessness, so they agreed to a contest. Wei Tian suppressed her cultivation; although combat experience couldn’t be compensated for, the disparity in power increased the difficulty of control, making it fair for both sides.
However, on the eve of the contest, Wei Tian sneaked into the room and took a Berserk Pill secretly. The next day, her madness during battle caused her to be knocked down. The abnormality was discovered.
Not only was she disqualified immediately, but she was also confined for a month.
What was worse was that the matter was leaked, and she was branded as ruthless and scheming, angering those who already saw her as sycophantic and contemptible. It caused an uproar of criticism.
“Senior brother Yuwen, taking that Berserk Pill wasn’t my intention; they drugged me.” Before he could finish, Yuwen Yue clapped a hand on his shoulder:
“My judgment is never wrong. I know you’re not that kind of person. Although eager to win, you wouldn’t stoop to such low tricks.”
Warmth flooded Wang Lin’s heart as he quickly asked:
“What do you think of Wei Tian, then?”
Yuwen Yue frowned, clearly deep in thought, then said: “Her talent is decent. She’s said to be descended from the Demigod Clan, with great brute strength, but it’s mere brute force…”
He glanced at Wang Lin and hesitated before continuing: “Honestly, I don’t think someone with her intelligence would come up with the idea to use a Berserk Pill. There must be someone else behind it.”
Wang Lin pondered carefully and found some truth in that.
Wei Tian, the senior sister, had a pure pursuit of strength; she only knew to cultivate and train her physical power and was a thorough warmonger who always insisted on sparring first thing upon meeting.
She had relentlessly beaten him down. In his past life, he had often complained bitterly and harbored resentment toward her. But now, thinking it over, perhaps senior sister was just overly devoted to cultivation—a kind of pure-hearted person rarely seen.