Chapter 1215: I Alone Illuminate The Nine Heavens Like The Sun

“You flatter me, fairy. I would not dream of comparing myself with the Dark Overlord.”

Ye Qing smiled. “If one day my fist becomes invincible under the heavens, then I will happily hear your praise a second time.”

“Wushuang believe that day will come.”

Xue Wushuang saluted him with a smile of her own. “When the day comes, Wushuang promises to pay you a visit and congratulate you in person.”

She wasn’t flattering him. She, Xue Wushuang, wasn’t that type of person. She truly believed from the bottom of her heart that this man would one day reach the Dark Overlord’s heights, if not higher.

“Haha! I look forward to it.”

Ye Qing guffawed so loudly that his laughter could be heard from several meters away.

“Now that our duel has concluded, I must bid you goodbye. Unfortunately, I have other business to attend to.”

In order to maintain the cruel, tyrannical image he had created earlier, Ye Qing leaped into the air and took off without any hesitation, “Until another day, Snow Fairy!”

“Until another day!” Xue Wushuang responded in kind.

But before Xue Wushuang could take her leave, Ye Qing’s voice suddenly came again from the sky, “Oh right. You lost this duel, so you should be the one to compensate Snow Garden for their damages. That’s all I have to say. Ciao!”

Xue Wushuang: “...”

Everyone: “...”

Did he really have business to attend to, or was he just afraid of paying the damages?

No one ever found out, and the one person who knew would not say a thing.

In the end, Xue Wushuang forked out the money. Unlike Ye Qing, she still had a thing called dignity.

The owner of Snow Garden was a smart man. He accepted a token compensation in exchange for a request: “Martial Garden”.

The owner of Snow Garden did not rush the repairs after Xue Wushuang left. Instead, he ordered the men to build a massive array that protected the area where Ye Qing and Xue Wushuang had fought. Then, he engraved the two words he requested from Xue Wushuang on a stone tablet before erecting it in front of the array.

Since then, Snow Garden gained a new place called the Martial Garden. Anyone who wished to enter it must pay an obscene price of two hundred silver.

Despite this, the stream of people who visited the martial Garden was ceaseless. It wasn’t just because the Martial Garden was the site where Ye Qing and the Snow Sword Fairy had fought, but also because the remnants of their clash could be used to hone one’s martial arts. It was a rare opportunity for the large majority of the

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visitors.

Thanks to the owner’s wise decision, Snow Garden was more famous and prosperous than before despite losing the Wintersweet Mountain and the Wintersweet Villa. The traffic was endless, and carts of money flowed into their vaults every day. Their annual income was easily a hundred, no, a thousand times greater than before.

In just the span of a few years, the Martial Garden became famous throughout Wei. There wasn’t a single man or woman who didn’t know about it, and the Martial Garden became a martial sanctuary all

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warriors dreamed of visiting one day.

Those who gained something from the visits treated Ye Qing and Xue Wushuang as their unsaid master, causing their fame to climb even higher than it already was.

These stories were something for the future though. For now, the battle of Snow Garden caused Ye Qing’s name to be spread throughout the

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and

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once more.

Not only that, someone had finally dug out Ye Qing’s true identity and background and spread it across the world. Thanks to this, the

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gained a new understanding of the young man who bore the Earthly Sovereign Bell.

The deeper they dug, the more astonished the people became.

Once upon a time, a young man had singlehandedly saved Anyang from destruction, ruined the Way of Taiping’s conspiracy, and toyed the

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of Luo Shui like monkeys.

Once upon a time, a young man was blamed for the crime of murdering the prince and hunted by the government, but he somehow managed to escape and hid himself in Bei You. Later, he entered the Demonbearer Abode alone and obtained the Dark Overlord’s inheritance.

Not too long ago, he had killed Fang Muyun through the Four Seas Conspiracy and murdered Chu Wangsun afterward.

Very recently, he entered the Kunlun Ruins that few people even knew existed until recently, faced down Sages and celestials, and survived to live another day.

......

Each and every one of his experiences was as unbelievable as it was unimaginable.

Forget seven or eight of them, most people would never run into one such incident in a lifetime. And thank god for that, because the grass at their grave would be towering over their gravestone otherwise.

Ye Qing hadn’t just run into one such incident, however. Not even seven or eight. He had encountered over a dozen life-threatening crises.

This was just the incidents they managed to uncover via investigation. It was likely that Ye Qing had experienced many more incidents that remained undiscovered for one reason or another.

And yet, the young man was still alive. Not only was he still alive, he was living swimmingly.

This still wasn’t the most stunning thing about Ye Qing, however. It was the fact that he was unbelievably young. The young man was only in his twenties, but he was already a Great Grandmaster. A Great Grandmaster in his twenties were as rare as qilins and phoenixes even if you compared him to the entire

jianghu.

Of course, a Great Grandmaster in his twenties was rare, but not non-existent. But what was truly unbelievable was the fact that Ye Qing’s evolution from a perfectly ordinary mortal to a Great Grandmaster everyone had to look up to—assuming the investigation results were correct—had only taken three to five years. Three to five years[1]!

What did three to five years amount to most

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people? It was about enough time for them to solidify their foundation or hone their skills. Forget making a major breakthrough, even a small one was worth a celebration.

But what about Ye Qing? It had taken him just several years to go from zero to a Great Grandmaster. He was now just one step away from that pinnacle every warrior dreamed of.

Was he even human?

Of course, Ye Qing was not unique. There were people who had achieved more or less the same feat in the long, long years of the

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. However, every single one of these people were legends who were immortalized in history, myths whose story was told even thousands and thousands of years later, and heaven-favored geniuses that existed at a lofty point no one could reach. Every single one of them was the brightest sun, moon or star of their age.

You could wait five hundred years and not find a single person like that.

Was this a sign? Was Ye Qing the upcoming star of this age?

Looking at his experience, his talent, and his opportunities—he could be!

But of course, that all depended on whether Ye Qing could survive his current crisis.

If he couldn’t, then he was ultimately just another earth-bound mortal.

But if he could, then he would truly become the dragon that soared the nine firmaments.

Still, there was no denying that Ye Qing was as powerful as he was scary. In the future, he might become even scarier as he could very well join the ranks of those who stood at the pinnacle of the Great Way.

Someone like him was not worth offending unless you were sure you could kill him in one blow. Not only that, one must curry favor with him now or be met with endless trouble in the future.

Thanks to this series of revelations, Ye Qing was able to enjoy two days of peace.

The weaklings did not dare to target Ye Qing.

The Truemen and Grandmasters whose cultivation level was technically close to Ye Qing were hesitating.

And those whose strength and cultivation were greater than Ye Qing were observing and waiting because they did not want to be seen as shameless bullies who would target a junior.

In conclusion, no one had harassed Ye Qing since his battle against Xue Wushuang and his departure from Snowview City overtly or covertly.

Not only that, many people actually sent him aid or curried favor with him openly or otherwise.

There was no doubt that Ye Qing’s plan had been a resounding success. Everything had turned out as he anticipated.

Because of this, he also knew that this peace could not last long. It was the final calm before the storm.

1. So like, I’m pretty sure Ye Qing was only eighteen when he transmigrated. Now, he’s twenty five. Even if I assume he broke through the previous year, that’s still six years. Of course, the investigation results don't need to be pinpoint accurate, but sometimes I wonder if the author learned his math from his language teacher. ☜