C13 Meeting!

"Break for me!"

Yuwen Tian launched a punch at the incoming flaming Buddha, unleashing a supremely overbearing force of heavenly divine power, like a true god of war. His violent strength instantly obliterated the flaming Buddha.

"How can this be?" Yang Fann's face turned ashen with shock.

"Meet your end!"

"Heavenly Divine Fist!"

With a swift whoosh, Yuwen Tian disappeared from sight, and a fist of unparalleled might tore through the void, erupting in a blinding light that made the sun itself seem dim. In a heartbeat, he traversed hundreds of meters and delivered a crushing blow to Yang Fann's chest, to Yang Fann's utter astonishment.

Thud!

A dull thump resounded as Yang Fann's complexion turned deathly pale, and he coughed up blood. His body was hurled backward like a shell, his chest caved in from the devastating punch.

Crash! Sizzle!

Yuwen Tian was relentless. He shot up into the sky, then plummeted back down, his foot crashing down onto Yang Fann's chest with a sickening crunch of breaking bones.

"Aaah!"

Yang Fann let out an agonized scream as his life force plummeted.

A malevolent force from Yuwen Tian's foot snaked into Yang Fann's heart meridian. Before Yang Fann could mount a defense, he was dead.

The disciples of the Heaven Sect gasped in horror at the sight. "How merciless!"

"Yuwen Tian is so powerful! To think he could kill Yang Fann, a fourth-tier practitioner of the Violet Palace Realm, with his bare hands—it's inconceivable."

Yang Dingtian's face drained of color as he watched, murmuring in disbelief, "Impossible, it simply can't be."

But the undeniable truth was before him. Overwhelmed and shaking, Yang Dingtian didn't dare linger a moment longer and fled in haste, as if terrified of attracting Yuwen Tian's attention.

Cai Hongqing's eyes sparkled with wonder, but the light quickly faded, leaving her gaze somber. "Yuwen Tian has left me behind. There's no point in making a fool of myself any longer."

Sect Master Gu Xuan stepped forward, his voice resonant and grave: "As everyone has witnessed, Yuwen Tian has slain Yang Fann. At the mere age of twenty, his remarkable strength qualifies him to be the Holy Son of our Heaven Sect. Thus, I hereby proclaim that Yuwen Tian is officially the Holy Son of the Heaven Sect, effective immediately!"

The Sect Master's voice, steady yet commanding, reverberated in the ears of every disciple of the Heaven Sect. They were momentarily spellbound, until someone initiated the chant: "Holy Son of Heaven!"

"Holy Son of Heaven, Yuwen Tian!" The cries and cheers swelled, crescendoing into a thunderous acclaim that pierced the heavens.

Sect Master Gu Xuan and the Great Elder Fu Xuan exchanged smiles at the scene. As for Yang Fann, now deceased, he was of no concern to anyone.

"Yuwen Tian, henceforth, you are the Holy Son of the Heaven Sect, the embodiment of our values. I trust you will lead by example and uphold a commendable image for our sect," Gu Xuan said with heartfelt emphasis.

Yuwen Tian chuckled inwardly, yet outwardly he responded, "Understood, Sect Master. I will do my utmost."

"Ding! The Villain System of the Heavens has issued a mission: Eliminate the Holy Sons of the major factions in the Mirage Sea Realm—Purple Cloud Sect, Foursquare Sect, and Battle Tiger Sect—and become the supreme Holy Son. No time limit. Reward: 5000 villain's points." The system's voice abruptly echoed in Yuwen Tian's mind.

"5000 villain's points? Since when has the system been so liberal? That's a substantial amount of points; I must claim them," Yuwen Tian thought, his eyes alight with fervor.

Previously, 200 villain's points had accelerated his mastery of the Heaven Divine Arts, significantly boosting his combat prowess and bringing him to the threshold of the Violet Palace Realm's third level.

Yuwen Tian acknowledged the immense value of villain's points. The mere thought of hastening his martial arts and technique comprehension was irresistible.

Nevertheless, this quest required careful strategizing. After all, vanquishing the Holy Sons of other formidable sects was no trivial task.

A few days later, the sect master summoned Yuwen Tian and informed him, "In one month, the most formidable forces of the Mirage Sea Realm—the Heaven Sect, Foursquare Sect, Purple Cloud Sect, and Battle Tiger Sect—will convene for an exchange meeting in Dongfang City. As the Holy Son of the Heaven Sect, you will lead our core and inner sect disciples there."

An exchange meeting?

"Sect Master, will the other sects be led by their respective Saints as well?" Yuwen Tian, recalling the system-issued missions, asked with a hint of eagerness.

"Yes, that's likely the case. Though it's possible an elder might lead them instead; the exact details are unclear," Gu Xuan replied.

"This meeting, while termed an exchange, is in fact a competition among the sects of the Mirage Sea Realm. The focus isn't on the sects' high-end martial prowess but on the younger generation of disciples—you represent the future of our sect," Gu Xuan explained. "Gaining more influence in the Mirage Sea Realm for the Heaven Sect hinges on the outcome of this meeting."

"If you can lead our Heaven Sect to outshine the rest at this meeting, the other sects will hold us in higher regard. So, you must strive to bring honor to our sect," Gu Xuan urged with gravity.

Yuwen Tian understood that the upcoming exchange was essentially a clash and measure of strength among the Mirage Sea Realm's elite powers.

While Yuwen Tian himself had little interest in such affairs, the prospect of the other sects' Saints emerging piqued his excitement. If those Saints remained secluded within their sects, he would have no chance to confront them. But once they ventured out, he could seize the opportunity to act—especially since 5000 villain's points were at stake.

"Sect Master, rest assured, I will certainly win glory for our Heaven Sect," Yuwen Tian vowed with conviction.

The news spread swiftly throughout the Heaven Sect, igniting a fervor among the inner and core disciples, all eager to journey to Dongfang City and triumph over the disciples from the rival sects.

A month later, Yuwen Tian stood in the opulent golden hall of the Heaven Sect, facing a gathering of eager inner and core disciples. With a calm gesture, he announced, "The number of disciples attending the exchange is limited—twenty from the inner sect and five core disciples, all under my leadership."

As Yuwen Tian's voice faded, a wave of murmurs rippled through the crowd below. Many disciples wore expressions of disappointment.

"It's frustrating that out of so many of us in the inner sect, only twenty are chosen to go," grumbled one of the inner sect disciples.

Yuwen Tian responded to the complaints with an even tone, "When I lead you out, I obviously can't take too many people. Moreover, this exchange is essentially a contest among the young disciples of several sects, so I must bring the strongest among us. How else can we bring honor to our Heaven Sect?"

The disciples, upon hearing Yuwen Tian's explanation, came to an understanding and ceased their grumbling.

"Good, I'm glad you understand. So, the top twenty from the inner sect and the top five elite disciples will accompany me to Dongfang City for the exchange," Yuwen Tian declared.

With that, twenty inner sect disciples stood up in unison, followed by four elite disciples, as Yuwen Tian himself was the foremost among them.

This merit-based selection, though it left many disciples feeling disgruntled, left no room for debate.

"Alright, the twenty-four of you will come with me," Yuwen Tian confirmed with a nod. He retrieved a third-grade magical flying boat from his Interspatial Ring, and everyone boarded.

"We depart." Yuwen Tian watched as the twenty-four disciples settled onto the flying boat. With a gentle wave of his hand, a surge of pure Zifu energy flowed into the vessel's power core, propelling it into flight.

In an instant, the flying boat accelerated rapidly, transforming into a streak of white light that vanished from sight, darting towards Dongfang City.

Onboard, Yang Dingtian's prowess was second only to Yuwen Tian's, his cultivation at the pinnacle of the Xiantian Ninth Heaven. Yet, he didn't dare to so much as glance at Yuwen Tian, behaving impeccably throughout the journey, wary of displeasing him.

The other elite disciples, ranked third to fifth, were He Xiangwen, Bai Ling'er, and Wang An, with Pingyu being the strongest among the inner sect disciples.

Yuwen Tian had only briefly acquainted himself with these individuals and didn't bother to pay them much more attention.

Whether they could bring honor to the Heaven Sect was of no consequence to Yuwen Tian.

He was indifferent to such concerns. His primary objective was to eliminate the Saints of the Foursquare Sect, Purple Cloud Sect, and Battle Tiger Sect to amass 5000 villain's points. Everything else was of lesser importance.

"Saint, how long will it take us to reach Dongfang City?" Pingyu, the top inner circle disciple, inquired.

With a cursory glance at Pingyu, Yuwen Tian responded, "Traveling by my third-grade flying ship, we'll arrive in half a month."

He Baiwen, the third-ranked true disciple, bore no ill will towards Yuwen Tian and asked, "Holy Son, our adversaries this time are from other sects. We have scant information about them. Could you enlighten us?"

Bai Ling'er, the fourth-ranked true disciple and a stunning beauty, also leaned in eagerly to hear Yuwen Tian's response.

With her delicate oval face and fair skin, Bai Ling'er blinked her large, expressive eyes, fixing her gaze intently on Yuwen Tian.

Yuwen Tian, unfazed by Bai Ling'er's stare, replied calmly, "I have no detailed knowledge of the true disciples and inner sect members of the Foursquare Sect, Purple Cloud Sect, or Battle Tiger Sect. Regardless of their strength, they are merely obstacles to be crushed underfoot."

His serene tone carried an unmatched air of dominance, commanding respect.

He Baiwen was at a loss for words, while Bai Ling'er's eyes, deep as autumn pools, sparkled with admiration as she gazed at Yuwen Tian.