Martial Conquest of the Nine Desolates
Chapter 338 - 336: Wudi’s Stance

Chapter 338: Chapter 336: Wudi’s Stance

Above the Gale Territory, under the watchful eyes of the teams from five families, Xiao Ye arrived walking on air, his black hair dancing wildly, exuding an intimidating aura that made the very void tremble.

"Xiao Ye, why has he come?"

Sword Wuchen focused his mind and gazed at Xiao Ye.

A year ago, after Kuang Dao caused an uproar in the Yan Family with Xiao Ye, the news quickly spread among the Eighteen Great Families. By that time, Sword Wuchen was already aware that Xiao Ye had been selected by King Xingyun and had entered the Genius Camp.

"It’s Xiao Ye!"

People from the other four families also recognized Xiao Ye; after all, many had seen him at the Puppet Sect ruins a year ago.

"This land belongs to us, the five great families. Keep your distance, or don’t blame me for being merciless!" A martial artist stepped forward from the crowd and spoke out loud, quite rudely.

After learning about the mine vein, the Eighteen Great Families sent out teams one after another, while the true powerhouses remained guarding their main camps.

Naturally, Xiao Ye noticed the teams from the five families, but he paid them no mind and instead released his Martial Arts True Intent, preparing to search for Yan Zhen’s whereabouts.

When he heard this statement, his eyebrows twitched, and a sharp glint shone from his eyes, causing his robe to flutter without any wind.

"Gale Territory was once a wasteland, and your Eighteen Great Families never spared it a glance."

"Now that a mine vein has appeared in Gale Territory, you claim it as your own territory. I must admit, your cheek knows no bounds!" Xiao Ye said coldly.

The martial artist’s breathing paused, his face flushed with anger, but he didn’t make a move, clearly apprehensive of Xiao Ye’s status as a member of the Genius Camp.

"Humph, in True Spirit Continent, the strong are revered, and those with the power have the right to speak. We have enough strength to occupy this mine vein, so naturally, it belongs to us," that martial artist declared.

He obviously meant that Xiao Ye’s strength was inferior to theirs.

"What a concept, ’the strong are honored.’ Well then, I, Xiao Ye, now declare this mine vein mine," Xiao Ye looked up with a laugh, showing his disdain for these people’s aggressive and domineering behavior.

Xiao Ye’s words fell into the ears of people from the Five Great Families, turning their complexions incredibly sour as they stared angrily at Xiao Ye.

"Kid, I know you are from the Genius Camp, but that does not entitle you to monopolize the mine vein. You should leave while you can."

"Humph, just because you joined the Genius Camp doesn’t mean you can be so arrogant!"

...

Angry shouts continued to erupt from the teams of the five families.

"Xiao Ye!"

At this moment, Sword Wuchen stepped forward. He fixed his gaze on Xiao Ye, emanating incomparable Sword Qi, akin to a peerless divine sword unsheathed, displaying its sharpness.

"Duel with me, if you can defeat me, I will share a portion of Mid-grade Primordial Stones with you!" Sword Wuchen said clearly, with unwavering conviction.

"Young Master, don’t!"

"Don’t waste your time on this boy."

Cries of alarm came from the Jian Family’s team, everyone shocked by Sword Wuchen’s decision.

"Don’t try to dissuade me, my mind is made up," Sword Wuchen slightly raised his hand, halting the voices of persuasion behind him.

"Xiao Ye, I have long admired the geniuses of the Genius Camp. After a year of cultivation there, you must have had an impressive breakthrough. I wish to challenge you!"

Sword Wuchen’s robe fluttered as the overwhelming Sword Qi from his body became even more astonishing, piercing the Nine Heavens, shredding the surrounding void to pieces.

He had always been the foremost among the younger generation of the Eighteen Great Families. Even if Yan Zhen’s cultivation made leaps and bounds over the year, threatening to overtake him, no one ever doubted Sword Wuchen’s strength.

"Challenge me? See if you can withstand this punch first."

Xiao Ye couldn’t be bothered with further talk and took immediate action.

He danced his fists, unleashing the Domineering Dragon Suppressing Sky Fist, and the terrifying power of his three Xuandans erupted within him. Twenty-seven Domineering Dragons emerged from his fists, roaring towards the sky, their colossal bodies filling the void with their dreadful might, unrivaled in all directions.

"What a strong Fist Skill!"

Witnessing the twenty-seven Domineering Dragons, Sword Wuchen couldn’t help but draw in a cold breath, feeling a chill arise within.

But his reaction was swift. He brought his two Heavenly Swords together to form a peerless longsword radiating intense light, tearing apart the void. The frightful Sword Qi centered around him, filling the entire space.

"Sword Dominating the World!"

Sword Wuchen roared, and the peerless longsword in his hands, like a flash of lightning, sliced through the void and slashed towards Xiao Ye’s Fist Skill.

The Jian Family’s martial artists cheered excitedly at the sight.

The Combat Technique unleashed by Sword Wuchen was a killing move among the Seventh Grade Battle Techniques. Only a handful from the Jian Family had ever mastered this technique. With this move alone, Sword Wuchen could certainly claim to be the number one among the young generation of the Eighteen Great Families; defeating Xiao Ye wouldn’t be difficult.

However, reality often defies expectations. The peerless longsword, after annihilating fifteen Domineering Dragons, exploded with a loud bang, and Sword Wuchen was blasted away, spewing blood, his face filled with disbelief.

He couldn’t even withstand a single strike from Xiao Ye?

The people from the Five Great Families were shocked, falling into a stunned stupor.

Sword Wuchen was still very young, yet his strength was no less than that of the older martial artists. Among them all, he was one of the very best.

"With such strength, you wish to challenge me?" Xiao Ye looked in the direction Sword Wuchen had been sent flying and shook his head.

Jian Wuchen’s strength was indeed not bad, but within the Genius Camp, he could only be considered intermediate, not even on the same level as Guo Tao and others.

Yet, even though he only used the strength of three Xuandans, his power had stepped into the realm of Half-step Void Martial, employing a perfect Seventh Grade Battle Technique. It’s very normal that Jian Wuchen was defeated in one move.

"Hmm? There’s Yan Zhen!"

Xiao Ye’s eyes turned icy as he looked into the depths of the Gale Territory; his fusion with Martial Arts True Intent had already detected Yan Zhen’s position.

Swoosh!

Xiao Ye swiftly moved toward that direction.

"Let’s join forces to stop him!" The teams from five families reacted, their figures flickered and blocked Xiao Ye’s path.

"Hmph, you think you can stop me?"

Xiao Ye didn’t retreat. His body shone with golden light, like a golden Battle Blade, he fiercely slammed into the crowd.

Pffft!

Pffft!

...

The next moment, screams arose. Xiao Ye had broken through the encirclement, leaving behind dozens of corpses. Disembodied limbs fell helplessly from the sky, with blood spraying out.

Hiss!

The Martial Artists preparing to pursue Xiao Ye had their pupils violently contract in shock, drawing a cold breath.

Just a single charge, and dozens of Xuanwu Realm experts couldn’t even slow down Xiao Ye, all dead, what terrifying strength!

It turned out that the strength Xiao Ye displayed in his exchange with Jian Wuchen wasn’t all he had.

"If anyone dares to obstruct me again, this will be your fate!" Xiao Ye coldly looked back, before soaring away.

For the Ye Alliance to rise, the greatest obstacle was actually the Eighteen Great Families, and his display of strength was to pave the way for the Ye Alliance.

Xiao Ye’s words were like a spell, turning the Martial Artists of the five families into statues, including Jian Wuchen.

"What strength does Xiao Ye actually possess?" It took a long while before someone finally spoke with a trembling voice.

...

Deep within the Gale Territory, the earth was dug into one deep pit after another, all the way down to the ground.

From time to time, Martial Artists jumped out of the pits with ash-covered faces, holding a huge Primordial Stone in their hands, piling them on the ground before jumping back into the pit.

At the moment, the Primordial Stones piled on the ground were like a hill, emitting a hazy glow.

"The people from the other families have arrived; everyone move faster!" Yan Zhen stood proudly, urging repeatedly.

"Huh? Why have they stopped? Have they given up the fight?"

At this time, Yan Zhen looked towards a certain place and frowned slightly.

He had sensed the power fluctuations from the conflict between Xiao Ye and the teams of the five families earlier. He thought it was the Martial Artists from the families who came here and had already started fighting over the veins.

"Never mind, these Mid-grade Primordial Stones are probably about a million pieces now, the Yan Family has also made a profit." Yan Zhen felt complacent.

He was very clear in his heart that it was impossible for the Yan Family to occupy this vein alone, considering the other seventeen families were coveting it.

So, his plan was to dig as many Mid-grade Primordial Stones as possible before the teams from other families arrived, and now he had achieved his goal.

"Alright, stop and everyone take some Mid-grade Primordial Stones and leave this place." Seeing that it was about time, Yan Zhen said.

Swish!

Suddenly, a black figure descended from the sky to the ground, and with a wave of his hand, the pile of Mid-grade Primordial Stones disappeared on the spot.

"A Space Ring! Who is it?" Yan Zhen’s expression drastically changed.

"Young Master Yan Zhen, you’ve spent so much time mining Mid-grade Primordial Stones for me; to avoid disappointing you, I’ll happily accept them." Xiao Ye said with a smiling face, while inwardly overjoyed.

According to his estimation, the Mid-grade Primordial Stones he had just collected into his Space Ring were at least over a million pieces, absolutely enough for his Cultivation to reach the Void Martial Realm.

"Xiao Ye, it’s you!"

Yan Zhen was momentarily stunned, followed by grinding his teeth in anger, his eyes spitting fire. His hard work of several days had been stolen by Xiao Ye.

"Return the Primordial Stones to me, or I swear I will kill you!" Yan Zhen roared, lunging at Xiao Ye with surging power erupting towards the sky.

"Young Master Yan Zhen, you don’t have the ability to kill me yet. It’s better if you come with me obediently." Xiao Ye waved his hand forward, and Yan Zhen screamed in agony as he was sent flying backwards, harshly crashing to the ground.

Xiao Ye took a step forward, caught Yan Zhen, sealed his Cultivation, and rose into the air with him.

From Yan Zhen’s initial attack to his defeat, and then being captured by Xiao Ye, it all happened in the blink of an eye. Only after Xiao Ye ascended into the sky did the Yan Family’s Martial Artists come to their senses.

"Young Master!" The Yan Family’s Martial Artists soared upwards, trying to rescue Yan Zhen, but they were suppressed by a colossal plummeting hand.

"Go back and tell your patriarch that Yan Zhen is in my, Xiao Ye’s, hands. I will seek him out." Xiao Ye looked down coldly from above.