War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens

Chapter 1990: Yang Wen’s Hesitation!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Exactly 100 days!” When Duan Ling Tian put the Jasper Celestial Sword away, he fell momentarily silent before his eyes suddenly brightened as he recalled the time it took him to comprehend the Sovereign Heart Sword’s third stage, the Sword Warding Heart.

He was not in closed-door cultivation after all. For this reason, he still paid attention to the time flow.

“100 days in the Seven Treasures Exquisite Pagoda means ten days have passed outside...” Duan Ling Tian muttered to himself as he took a crystal card out. He had obtained this at the registry for new disciples in the Saint Land. “I wonder what I can exchange with the Contribution Points in this crystal card. I’ll just head to the Central Square to have a look and see if there’s anything I need. I might as well find some ways to earn more Contribution Points.”

When he infused his Sun Saint Energy into the crystal card, it showed that he had 100 Contribution Points.

These 100 Contribution Points were given to all Four Symbols Sanctums’ disciples who entered the Saint Land to become Saint Land disciples. It was a welcome gift by the Fire Worship Sect’s Saint Land to every new Saint Land disciple.

Duan Ling Tian kept everything before he pushed his door open.

Rumble!

The stone door opened, causing a dull sound to ring in the air.

When the stone door was pushed open, the true disciple, Yang Wen, who was sitting cross-legged in the air in the small courtyard in front of the stone house opened his eyes that were as bright as stars. Killing intent surged out of his body immediately.

“Duan Ling Tian’s coming out!” Many people heard the commotion and turned their attention to the little courtyard Duan Ling Tian was staying in.

Most of the Saint Land disciples had a hint of pity in their eyes as they looked at Duan Ling Tian. In their opinion, since Duan Ling Tian had come out, it meant he was doomed. After all, that true disciple, Yang Wen, had been waiting for ten days.

Based on Yang Wen’s posture, it was impossible that he would let Duan Ling Tian go!

Yang Wen might not dare to kill or cripple Duan Ling Tian due to his fear of the Fire Worship Sect’s rule, but he was able to torture Duan Ling Tian until he wished he was dead!

Although Yang Wen did not say what he was going to do to Duan Ling Tian, based on the killing intent he emitted, everybody present on the scene could deeply feel his hatred toward Duan Ling Tian.

Duan Ling Tian had killed his younger brother after all. The enmity would not be small.

“Huh?” Before the stone door was fully open, Duan Ling Tian already sensed the terrifying killing intent from outside. He immediately put his guard up. Apart from that, he did not rush to open the door. Instead, he slowly opened it.

Meanwhile, Duan Ling Tian could clearly hear the discussion from outside.

“Senior Brother Yang Wen is a true disciple and his cultivation base is at the First Form of the Saint Celestial Stage. It’s easy for him to deal with Duan Ling Tian!”

“That’s right! Duan Ling Tian is destined to be doomed!”

“It’s useless even if he has sensed the commotion and refuses to come out since Senior Brother Yang Wen is already certain that he’s not in closed-door cultivation. Even if Senior Brother Yang Wen destroys the stone house, he doesn’t have to worry about Duan Ling Tian becoming crazy due to Qi deviation.”

“So what if his strength is almost close to the Saint Celestial Stage? So what if he has successfully comprehended our Fire Worship Sect’s number one defensive Divine Ability, the Black Turtle’s Barrier? So what if he mastered four high-grade Divine Abilities? He’s still as useless as a clay chicken in front of a true Saint Celestial Stage powerhouse!”

“If he wants to blame someone, he can only blame himself for killing Yang Wu, Senior Brother Yang Wen’s younger brother. Otherwise, why would Senior Brother Yang Wen make things difficult for him in the first place?”

Duan Ling Tian learned a lot about what was happening outside. He discovered that the killing intent came from a true disciple called Yang Wen.

‘I’ve long heard that Yang Chong, the fifth elder of Northern Plethora Sect, has two sons. The youngest son, Yang Wu, was killed by me, and the eldest son is a Saint Land disciple in the Fire Worship Sect’s Saint Land. However, I can’t believe that Yang Chong’s eldest son, Yang Wen, is actually a true disciple whose cultivation base has already entered the Saint Celestial Stage!’ Duan Ling Tian was surprised by this. Naturally, that was all to it.

Duan Ling Tian’s expression was as calm as usual. He did not show any signs of terror at all.

‘The fact that Yang Wen came, even if he daren’t kill or cripple me due to the sect’s rules, he must plan to torture me until I wish I’m dead!’ Duan Ling Tian thought to himself as his eyes flashed coldly, ‘The Fire Worship Sect’s rules don’t prohibit disciples from torturing or humiliating another fellow disciple. Perhaps, this is the Fire Worship Sect’s way of encouraging its disciples to strive to be stronger!’

Rumble!

As the dull sound of the stone door being pushed resonated again, Duan Ling Tian sped up his movement. Soon after, the stone door was completely open.

Under everybody’s gaze, including Yang Wen’s, a tall and handsome young man appeared before their eyes. His calmness made a huge impression on them.

Although his uniform was similar to the rest of the Saint Land disciples, it did not conceal his extraordinary disposition. It caused the others to feel slightly ashamed of their ungainly appearance.

As soon as that young man walked out of the stone house and into the courtyard, Yang Wen instantly stood up in the air and glared at the young man before he asked in an interrogative manner, “You’re Duan Ling Tian?”

Yang Wen’s gaze was extremely piercing. If looks could kill, Duan Ling Tian would have died a few times over.

When Yang Wen glared at Duan Ling Tian and spoke to him rudely, Duan Ling Tian did not answer his question. Instead, he asked in return, “Yang Wen? The son of Yang Chong, the fifth elder of Northern Plethora Sect?”

When Yang Wen saw how this calm this young man was despite knowing who he was, he knew for certain the young man before him was Duan Ling Tian.

This was his first time seeing a Saint Land disciple being so arrogant in front of a true disciple.

“No wonder you dare to oppose Elder Li An! You’re indeed arrogant!” After confirming Duan Ling Tian’s identity, the killing intent Yang Wen emitted intensified.

The piercing gaze landed on Duan Ling Tian as though it was trying to cut him into a thousand pieces. “Do you think I’m like Elder Li An? Do you think I’ll find it inconvenient to make a move on you because of my identity?”

The moment Yang Wen finished speaking, he did not even wait for Duan Ling Tian’s reply before he began to make a move against Duan Ling Tian.

Meanwhile, the Saint Land disciples who were looking felt their hearts beat faster as they stared at the scene unfolding before them with utmost concentration.

In their opinion, Duan Ling Tian was doomed!

“Yang Wen, you can’t wait to kill me, right? In that case, I’ll give you a chance to kill me without violating the Fire Worship Sect’s rule!” Duan Ling Tian said.

However, as soon as Yang Wen heard Duan Ling Tian’s words, Yang Wen who was about to make his move came to a halt.

The Saint Land disciples were baffled and filled with disbelief.

Yang Wen asked, “What do you mean?” He could not help but frown.

“What else can I mean?” Faced with the frowning Yang Wen, Duan Ling Tian smiled nonchalantly as he said calmly, “If I’m not mistaken, there must be a place in the Fire Worship Sect’s Saint Land that allows disciples to sign a Death Duel and fight to death, right? I’ll give you this chance. Please lead the way!” Duan Ling Tian’s expression remained unchanged when he finished speaking.

In comparison to the frowning Yang Wen, Duan Ling Tian’s calm demeanor made him a victor in terms of bearing.

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The moment Duan Ling Tian finished speaking, Yang Wen’s expression changed drastically. Various expressions flitted across his face. Then, he stared at Duan Ling Tian intently and did not say anything. Nobody knew what he was thinking at this moment.

Clamor!

At the same time, the Saint Land disciples who heard Duan Ling Tian’s words finally regained his senses and burst into a commotion.

“My goodness! Based on Duan Ling Tian’s words, he wants to have a Death Duel with Senior Brother Yang Wen?” One of the Saint Land disciples cried out.

“A Death Duel? With Senior Brother Yang Wen? Where did he get his courage from?” Many Saint Land disciples widened their eyes in disbelief.

“He has only recently become a Saint Land disciple. Although he’s strong, he can only flaunt his strength in front of those whose cultivation base is below the Saint Celestial Stage. It’s absolutely impossible for him to be compared to a Saint Celestial Stage powerhouse!” Another Saint Land disciple chimed in confidently.

“If that’s the case, why’s he acting like that? Look at how calm he is. He doesn’t look like someone who’s seeking death!” Many Saint Land disciples found things a little peculiar.

“Didn’t anyone of you notice? Since Duan Ling Tian came out, his expression did not change at all. From the beginning until the end, he has remained calm. It’s as though he wouldn’t even blink if a mountain collapses before his eyes! This is either confidence or a bluff!” One of the Saint Land disciples guessed.

“Confidence? Don’t tell me you think he’s able to kill Senior Brother Yang Wen then?” At once, this Saint Land disciple’s statement caused the others to look at him disdainfully.

“Hurmph! He must be deliberately trying to make things look mysterious!” Many Saint Land disciples said with certainty.

They did not think Duan Ling Tian was a match to the true disciple, Yang Wen, whose cultivation base had already entered the Saint Celestial Stage. Duan Ling Tian was acting this way because he was deliberately trying to make things look mysterious in hopes that Yang Wen would retreat.

A Saint Land disciple who saw Yang Wen’s hesitation said, “Hey, look at that! When Duan Ling Tian suggested a Death Duel, Senior Brother Yang Wen seems to have hesitated a little! Don’t tell me he really thinks he’s not as strong as Duan Ling Tian?”

“You’re right!” One by one, the Saint Land disciples shifted their gaze to Yang Wen and noticed his hesitation as well.