“Has the Pure Yang Academy agreed?”

Chen Mobai inquired. Although no one dared to wield the Yuan Yang Sword at present, it was, after all, one of the few fifth-order flying swords within the Immortal Gate, and a symbol of the Pure Yang Academy.

It was precisely because of this flying sword that the Pure Yang Academy was able to firmly hold its position among the top three of the ten academies.

“Of course they didn’t agree, but sometimes you can’t twist an arm stronger than your thigh.”

“Gongye Zhixu might be the deputy head of the Xianwu Hall, but without our academy’s cooperation, the Minor Red Heaven couldn’t be activated.”

“I merely made a suggestion, but he must’ve thought it was the dean’s intention, so he invited both Nangong Xuan Jade and me over for a talk. It just so happened that you were on a winning streak in the Minor Red Heaven, so he proposed using you as the stake.”

“If you can break Ancestor Yuan Yang’s winning streak, then the Yuan Yang Sword will be used as the core of the Minor Red Heaven. If not, we’ll have to take the Nine Dragons Cauldron from the deepest part of Wanbao Cave.”

Che Yucheng revealed some underlying implications of the matter with a slight smile. After hearing this, Chen Mobai couldn’t help but marvel.

He had never imagined that he could determine the ownership of a fifth-order magical treasure.

“If Sima Xingyu has crippled his own cultivation, he’s likely no match for me.”

Chen Mobai was very confident in himself.

In his prime, Sima Xingyu was hailed as the greatest talent in the Pure Yang Academy after Xiahou Weihuan, with the top-tier combination of Pure Yang Scripture and Yuan Yang Sword Scripture. He even defeated the chief of the Mending the Sky Academy in a head-on battle.

Fighting such an opponent indeed meant slim chances of victory.

But at the sixth level of Foundation Establishment, having rashly fallen from his realm, his control over spiritual energy and sword qi would inevitably falter. Facing Chen Mobai with such flaws, there was a high probability of defeat.

“You’re oversimplifying things,” said Che Yucheng, his words leaving Chen Mobai puzzled.

“What’s the matter, teacher?”

“In the Immortal Gate, crippling one’s cultivation to the sixth level of Foundation Establishment is one thing, but due to the uniqueness of the Minor Red Heaven, since Sima Xingyu already had a character template, he could use his peak strength of the eighth level of Foundation Establishment against you.”

《Heaven’s Descent》

Hearing this, Chen Mobai couldn’t help but gasp.

How could he fight this!

Although he still had some trump cards, facing such an opponent, he had at most a ten percent chance of winning.

After all, Sima Xingyu was no ordinary late-stage Foundation Establishment practitioner. Besides having top-tier techniques and sword scriptures, he had also reached the realm of Sword Rainbow Splitting Light, just like Xiahou Weihuan.

Chen Mobai could defeat opponents above his level by relying on his greatest trump card, sword light, but his opponent had the same ability, perhaps even at a deeper realm.

Although he could use the dual-phase rotation to temporarily boost the Pure Yang Scripture to the second level of Foundation Establishment, he was no match for Sima Xingyu at the eighth level.

“Teacher, doesn’t this mean my chances are slim?”

Chen Mobai was a bit anxious. He didn’t care much about his own win or loss, but if it caused trouble for Che Yucheng and the academy, he would definitely feel guilty.

“Don’t worry. Now that I know this, how could I let Nangong Xuan Jade have his way?”

Che Yucheng calmly brewed a cup of tea and leisurely began to drink.

“Teacher, what’s your plan?”

Chen Mobai asked, eager to learn more.

But Che Yucheng just shook his head, refusing to say more.

“Just go and match up; I’ll handle the rest. It’s not that I don’t trust you, but only three people know about this. This way, we won’t draw Nangong Xuan Jade’s attention and he’ll fall into the trap smoothly.”

Although Chen Mobai was eager to learn, since Che Yucheng had said so, he didn’t press further.

“Can I enter the Minor Red Heaven now and match directly?”

Curiosity led Chen Mobai to think of the fastest way to learn the truth.

Che Yucheng nodded, indicating there was no problem.

Lan Haitian, who had just left Red City Cave Heaven, was on the road when he suddenly smiled and instructed Lin Yin, who was driving, then leaned back in his seat, closed his eyes, and also entered the Minor Red Heaven.

Chen Mobai opened his eyes and clicked the match button in the top right corner.

Instantly, the message of his online presence was transmitted to the Pure Yang Academy side through the operators of the Minor Red Heaven.

“We’ve finally waited for him.”

In the room, the pale-faced Sima Xingyu stood up, with the deeply furrowed Xiahou Weihuan across from him.

After losing to Lan Haitian, this strongest Foundation Establishment practitioner of the Pure Yang Academy in a century no longer had his initial arrogance and confidence.

“The future of the academy is in your hands.”

But at this moment, Xiahou Weihuan, who was overseeing the situation, could only force himself to be invigorated, as he approached the injured Sima Xingyu, who had crippled his own cultivation.

Sima Xingyu took a vermilion pill, a secret medicine of the Pure Yang Academy, which could restore him to his peak strength in a short time, even surpassing his former self, reaching the ninth level of Foundation Establishment.

With the Minor Red Heaven operator’s manual adjustment, once he entered, he would be able to match with Chen Mobai and complete this final sniping mission.

“Leave it to me, victory is assured!”

After declaring this resolutely, Sima Xingyu’s projection entered the Minor Red Heaven.

The power of the pill began to evaporate, and he felt the spiritual energy in his dantian qi sea growing more and more vigorous, quickly filling his entire body, even feeling a sense of swelling as if he was about to burst.

【Such tremendous power, is this the normal state of Senior Xiahou?】

【Although I’ve crippled my own cultivation this time, if I can kill Chen Mobai, I can later use the academy’s pills to recover from my injuries, and perhaps even break through my bottleneck and achieve perfect Foundation Establishment.】

【It’s a blessing in disguise.】

Thinking this, the gloom that had accumulated in Sima Xingyu’s heart due to crippling his own cultivation dissipated.

His sword-like eyes beneath his unibrow sharpened, and the surging sword intent in his chest seemed ready to burst forth, urgently needing an opponent to vent on.

【Prepare to die, Chen Mobai!】

Soon, the clouds and mist in front of him dissipated, and the opponent arranged by the Minor Red Heaven operators appeared before Sima Xingyu.

Then, he widened his eyes in disbelief.

“Who are you?”

Chen Mobai’s eyes widened as he looked at the tall, thin youth with dark circles before him. He clicked on the youth’s avatar to check his information and found that he was only at the fifth level of Foundation Establishment.

What happened to Sima Xingyu?

“I didn’t expect to match with the Refining Department’s combat victor, but according to your rules, shouldn’t I take a sword strike before revealing my name?”

The dark-circled youth was also surprised to see Chen Mobai and rubbed his hands excitedly.

“I see.”

At this moment, Chen Mobai finally understood why Che Yucheng was so confident and assured in letting him come here to break the record.

The Pure Yang Academy thought everything was set, believing that as long as Sima Xingyu was guarding the final barrier, no matter how many victories there were before, the end would only be defeat.

But they didn’t anticipate that Gongye Zhixu might have already made a deal with Che Yucheng, and had already sold out the Pure Yang Academy.

However, it’s not Nangong Xuan Jade’s fault; he underestimated those Golden Elixir Taoist masters standing at the top of the Immortal Gate.

Even if he had known this earlier, he probably couldn’t resist, because if Gongye Zhixu and the Refining Department pressed together, the Pure Yang Academy would still have to hand over the Yuan Yang Sword.

But at least that would be a dignified end, and it wouldn’t let Chen Mobai so easily break the record.

Perhaps they would have shamelessly let Sima Xingyu take the stage after a hundred consecutive victories.

Although Gongye Zhixu was in charge of the Minor Red Heaven, if the result was to hand over the Yuan Yang Sword, Nangong Xuan Jade would definitely choose the worst outcome to at least preserve Ancestor Yuan Yang’s winning streak.

It’s just a pity that this game has come to this point before being revealed.

Chen Mobai sighed, realizing there was still so much he needed to learn, and his thoughts turned to Sima Xingyu, the strong opponent he was supposed to face.

Who did he match with now?

Regardless, after Che Yucheng and Gongye Zhixu joined forces, everything was predetermined.

Even if Sima Xingyu dismembered his opponent, it wouldn’t change the fact that Chen Mobai was going to break Ancestor Yuan Yang’s winning streak in the Minor Red Heaven.

At this moment, he finally remembered that he was still in a duel, with someone on the other side.

“As my opponent in breaking the record, you can leave your name first.”

Hearing this, the dark-circled youth solemnly performed an ancient courtesy, then announced his name.

“Graduate of the Medical Academy, Tian Wenguang, please enlighten me, combat victor!”

After listening, Chen Mobai nodded slightly.

Then, he widened his eyes again, scrutinizing the tall, thin, and seemingly energy-deficient opponent before him, revealing an expression of no wonder.

“Do you know me?”

Seeing Chen Mobai’s expression, Tian Wenguang was a bit surprised.

Although he was a graduate of the Medical Academy, with a successful Foundation Establishment, and worked as a urologist in a major hospital in a certain Cave Heaven, he was generally only known within specific fields.

“I’ve heard of you.”

Chen Mobai naturally couldn’t say that he had seen the post about the critical method of practice that the other party had set permissions for; if he did, the person opposite might be socially dead.

“I know I’m not your match, but as a battle of great commemorative significance, I still hope to do my best and not let down the luck of matching with you.”

After Tian Wenguang spoke solemnly, his hands crossed, and spiritual energy condensed into scalpel blades in his palms, as he began to execute his most powerful attack spell.

Chen Mobai knew the person before him was a genius, and being able to cultivate to the fifth level of Foundation Establishment and match with him meant he must have a very good win rate in the Minor Red Heaven.

Probably to avoid public pressure, this time his opponent should be a normal random match.

That was also good; if he had matched with a newly established opponent, even if he broke the record, it would probably be hard to convince the public.

Five scalpels gleaming with cold light flew towards him, like five sharp sword qi.

Chen Mobai stretched out his fingers, and the spiritual light of the heavenly wood formed a shield in front of him.

Like piercing cotton, the spiritual energy scalpels slowed as they entered the heavenly wood light, gradually coming to a complete halt in front of Chen Mobai.

He waved his hand, and with a flash of purple fire, they were incinerated.

But at that moment, Tian Wenguang approached from the right, a golden light emerging in his palm, condensing into a long sword, and he slashed sideways.

“Good speed, almost catching up with Dai Shiqing.”

Chen Mobai evaluated in his heart, then extended his left hand, and purple fire sword light burst forth, clashing with Tian Wenguang’s golden long sword.

Crack!

The latter’s sword in hand shattered, and he was sent flying back.

After two moves, Chen Mobai had gauged his opponent’s level.

He might be able to fight Dai Shiqing, but compared to Lu Qiulong, he was a notch below, and against the pre-Foundation Establishment Chen Mobai, he might pose a threat.

But in the eyes of the current Chen Mobai…

He was a bit weak.

With this thought, Chen Mobai no longer held back. To avoid any complications, he directly executed his strongest technique.

With his Fire Spirit body and the enhancement of the Rising Sun Technique, the Qingyang fire seed blazed instantly, turning into a ball of purple-cyan fire, bursting forth from his palm with dazzling sword light.

He had also carefully prepared a trump card.

Because in the Minor Red Heaven, physical entities couldn’t be projected, but pure natural energies like the Qingyang fire seed could be perfectly replicated.

The aftermath of a powerful spell could be used here without restriction, so Chen Mobai could use the “Flame Burst Technique” to detonate the power of the Qingyang fire seed and invoke the Red Flame Sword Scripture.

This move, even if it caught Sima Xingyu off guard, could probably injure him.

But now it was used on Tian Wenguang.

The effect was even better than Chen Mobai had imagined.

The sword light swept across, and Tian Wenguang, whose body was enveloped in seven or eight layers of golden shields, was directly vaporized along with his projected avatar.

“Ding!”

It was the sound effect automatically emitted by the Minor Red Heaven system after a combat victory.

After breaking the record, Chen Mobai looked at the virtual field in front of him, empty after being swept by the sword light, feeling a sense of emptiness inside.

After all, the opponent was a bit weak.

The excitement of breaking the record also diminished a lot.

But still, it was exhilarating!

Feeling the genuine satisfaction and sense of achievement rising from deep within, Chen Mobai couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

All the people from the thirty-six Cave Heavens and seventy-two Blessed Lands of the Immortal Gate watched as this young chief of the Refining Department broke a record that had been sealed for over two thousand years. Although they had anticipated it, witnessing it firsthand was still shocking.

Could this be the start of a new legend?

…

“Team leader, did you block Sima Xingyu for that kid? Does he know?”

Lin Yin, who was driving, saw Lan Haitian open his eyes in the back seat and couldn’t help but ask.

She had a screen in the car and her phone, witnessing Chen Mobai breaking Ancestor Yuan Yang’s record and Lan Haitian defeating Sima Xingyu.

“After all, it’s an order from above, and sometimes, if you offer it proactively, the favor becomes too deliberate. Besides, this trip to Red City, I actually owe him a favor.”

Lan Haitian played with the Star Gathering Stone in his hand, smiling.