C4 Are You Trying to Teach Me a Lesson??

Ye Yun gave a slight nod. "Understood. You may go now."

Ang Yuchen cast a hesitant look at Jiang Liu, clearly taken aback by the news.

The revelation had stunned Ang Yuchen as well. But the deed was done. Regardless of how Ye Yun managed to wed the Sect Master, his status was bound to soar.

If he could use this chance to curry favor with Ye Yun, his prospects within the sect would be very promising.

Ye Yun spared Jiang Liu a dismissive glance, as if regarding a stray dog, his voice icy, "He's a nobody."

Ang Yuchen gave a curt nod, choosing to remain silent. He took the lead, and together with Ye Yun, they departed from the Outer Sect.

Jiang Liu collapsed on the floor, drenched in sweat, trembling, his gaze hollow and devoid of life.

His Dao Faith was in ruins, his cultivation level even slipping backwards.

The other Outer Sect disciples remained mute, watching Ye Yun's retreating figure, at a loss for words.

The news had sent shockwaves through them all.

Ye Yun, now the Great Empress Leng Wuyan's consort, had seen his status and identity skyrocket overnight.

A female disciple tried to console Jiang Liu, "Senior Brother Jiang, Ye Yun is just a kept man. His cultivation surely advanced with the Sect Master's aid. He's no match for you!"

Her words brought Jiang Liu a moment's solace, yet his heart remained heavy.

The disciples who once fawned over him now kept their silence.

What did it matter if Ye Yun was seen as a kept man?

His fortune was enviable.

And the Sect Master was no less than a stunning beauty.

Meanwhile, Ye Yun, en route to the Asura Palace, was in high spirits.

The system's voice echoed with a string of accolades.

"Host, congratulations on profoundly shocking Gao Zhihao!"

"Host, congratulations on profoundly shocking Jiang Wei!"

"Host, congratulations on profoundly shocking Jiang Liu!"

"Congratulations on shocking a hundred people. You've earned a reward of ten years' worth of cultivation! Your cultivation speed will now be tenfold!"

Ye Yun felt the surge of dense Spiritual Energy filling him, yet the breakthrough to the Origin Opening Stage remained elusive.

The Spiritual Energy fortified his foundation, solidifying his cultivation ever more.

At last, Ye Yun's overflowing Spiritual Energy shattered his constraints and ascended to the Origin Opening Stage.

The system announced, "Congratulations on your breakthrough to the Origin Opening Stage, Layer One!"

A gentle green mist wafted from Ye Yun, rejuvenating his skin and flesh.

Elated, Ye Yun was reminded once more of the arduous journey of cultivation.

The system granted him a decade's worth of cultivation experience and increased his cultivation speed tenfold. Essentially, he had gained the equivalent of a century's cultivation.

Yet, it was this very Spiritual Energy that barely enabled him to advance to the first layer of the Origin Opening Stage.

Truly, those who embark on the path of cultivation are blessed with exceptional talent.

Take Leng Wuyan, for instance, who reached the Emperor Level—a chosen one of the heavens.

Ang Yuchen was astounded by Ye Yun's sudden advancement and couldn't hide his amazement.

He had never before witnessed someone breaking through their cultivation level simply by walking.

In his own experience, Ang Yuchen had spent over a month preparing just to reach the Origin Opening Stage.

But Ye Yun had achieved it with seeming ease.

Ang Yuchen felt a mix of awe and intimidation, realizing the sheer magnitude of Ye Yun's innate gift.

He began to grasp why the Sect Master had decided to enter into marriage with Ye Yun—his talent was undeniable.

Yet, the system had more rewards in store.

"Congratulations, you have acquired the Grade Eight Sword Technique, the Heaven Smiting Sword Technique Manual!"

Ye Yun was momentarily taken aback. The Heaven Smiting Sword Technique Manual was among the Heaven Smiting Sect's most valued treasures.

Crafted by Leng Wuyan over a century, this martial technique was formidable but notoriously challenging to master. One misstep could lead to madness.

However, achieving Great Completion of the Heaven Smiting Sword Technique Manual could grant one the power to upheave mountains, overturn seas, and raze cities with a single strike.

A Grade Eight Martial Technique was indeed impressive.

Especially considering that the pinnacle of cultivation techniques, Grade Nine, was nearly extinct on this continent!

"Host, you are now comprehending the Heaven Smiting Sword Technique at a rate ten times faster than usual!"

Within mere moments, Ye Yun had grasped the essence of the Heaven Smiting Sword Technique. A smile graced his face; having learned a powerful cultivation technique, he was quite satisfied with his progress. If only he could acquire a fine sword to match his new skills!

At that point, Ang Yuchen spoke up, "Young Master Ye, we've arrived. I'm not permitted to enter, so this is where we part ways."

Ye Yun nodded, giving him a brief look, and responded, "Thanks."

Overcome with honor, Ang Yuchen replied, "Please, there's no need for formalities! Call on me anytime you require assistance in the future."

Without further ado, Ye Yun proceeded directly into the majestic Asura Palace.

Inside, a man of imposing presence was pleading with Leng Wuyan. "Sect Master, this marriage is far too precipitous! I urge you to reconsider with great care!"

"Ye Yun is infamously known as a waste among the Outer Sect disciples! It's said he's only reached the first layer of Body Tempering!"

"Were the Heaven Smiting Sect to uphold the tradition of expelling those with inferior cultivation, Ye Yun would be the prime candidate for expulsion!"

"Sect Master, with your esteemed status and formidable power, marrying someone of Ye Yun's lowly stature is utterly beneath you!"

Lan Zheng could hardly contain his resentment. He thought to himself, "If a nobody like Ye Yun can marry the Sect Master, then why not me?"

Leng Wuyan turned slightly, her back still to Lan Zheng. Her voice and gaze were laced with an ineffable chill. "Are you attempting to instruct me?"

Lan Zheng immediately fell to his knees, shaking uncontrollably.

Despite being a top-ranked disciple within the Inner Sect and attaining the eighth layer of the Origin Opening Stage, Lan Zheng's prowess paled in comparison to Leng Wuyan's.

"I wouldn't dare!" he exclaimed.

"My only wish is for the Sect Master to ponder this carefully, as it bears upon the honor of our Heaven Smiting Sect!"

"The Divine Son of the Eastern Wasteland Country, princes from forbidden lands, or leaders of other significant forces could all be suitable matches for you."

Leng Wuyan's gaze dropped, her demeanor that of a regal queen. "My decision is final."

"If you are truly concerned about the reputation of the Heaven Smiting Sect, then focus on enhancing your own strength to bring glory to our cause."

Lan Zheng was recognized for his considerable talent among the Inner Sect disciples, and Leng Wuyan had high hopes for him. However, his remarks today completely dissolved her favorable opinion of him.

Just then, she sensed Ye Yun's approach.

"Please leave, I need some time to rest," she said.

Lan Zheng hesitated, torn between speaking his mind and the reluctance to defy Leng Wuyan's command. In the end, he had no choice but to withdraw.

As Lan Zheng stepped outside, he ran into Ye Yun.

His eyes widened in disbelief. "Are you Ye Yun?" he demanded.

With an impassive expression, Ye Yun simply replied, "Yes, that's me."

Lan Zheng's fury boiled over, and he lunged at Ye Yun, shouting, "You're nothing but a waste! You don't deserve to be the Sect Master's husband! I'll end you today!"

Yet Ye Yun remained cool and unbothered by the threat.

Just as Lan Zheng seemed poised to strike, Leng Wuyan intervened, sending him soaring through the air with a powerful blow. She stopped short of taking his life, but her intent to kill was palpable.

"Lan Zheng, if you continue this insolence, you can pack your bags and leave the Heaven Smiting Sect!" she warned.

Lan Zheng's face darkened with malice as he saw Leng Wuyan's fierce defense of Ye Yun. Shooting Ye Yun a venomous look, he mouthed a silent threat: "Just you wait."

With that, Lan Zheng stormed off from the Asura Palace, not uttering another word.

Ye Yun shook his head, amused at Lan Zheng's pettiness.

He then walked into the main hall with a smile, his gaze toward Leng Wuyan brimming with affection. It was clear to him that Leng Wuyan still had his back.

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