Chapter 130: Number One of the Outer Sect

The people from the West District watched as the four members from the South District retreated from the arena, their faces twisted into cruel smiles. They looked at Ye Jiuyao and sneered, "Kid, your teammates have all cleared out. Are you staying behind just to let us vent our frustrations?"

"In that case, we won't be polite!"

No sooner had the words left their lips than the West District fighters surged forward like a storm, rushing toward Ye Jiuyao. In an instant, the arena was filled with countless darting shadows. Yet, Ye Jiuyao remained motionless.

"Is he scared out of his wits?"
"Possibly. Look at him..." the spectators below whispered.

Qian Qing watched Ye Jiuyao with curiosity, feeling puzzled by White-Brow’s earlier remark about there not being a single strong opponent among them. He knew the requirements for the outer sect assessments; one couldn't even enter without a certain level of strength. He was also familiar with the West District's situation. If he had to bet on a winner between the South and West, he would undoubtedly have chosen the West District’s Qianye Sect, as their superior resources naturally led to better cultivation.

While the battle raged in the outer sect, the inner sect conflict had already broken out, with Ning Ling and the other four putting up a desperate defense.

Returning to Ye Jiuyao, he remained calm and detached. As the figures wove around him, a cold glint flashed in his eyes. Suddenly, his large hands shot out like pythons.

"You were the one talking the most just now, weren't you?"
"What?!"

The man about to be seized by Ye Jiuyao panicked, a note of confusion in his voice. But it was too late. Ye Jiuyao’s hand, seemingly guided by a tracking instinct, clamped onto the man’s slippery body and slammed him down with a sudden, violent force.

"Villains die from talking too much—that applies to you!"
"Pfft..."

Before the man could react, he heard Ye Jiuyao’s voice, followed by the crushing pressure that pinned him to the ground, blood spilling from his lips.

Seeing this, the others from the West District were briefly shocked, but they acted with synchronized resolve, launching their attacks without hesitation.

"Sigh... If you were stronger, I might have played along, but you’re so weak that I’ve lost interest," Ye Jiuyao said with a sigh of weary disappointment. Though he appeared dejected, his imposing aura remained undiminished. "So, you might as well just go down!"

Ye Jiuyao closed his eyes. The primordial energy within him surged like a mighty river, instantly manifesting as a terrifying celestial power that shimmered above everyone’s heads.

"What is this?!"
"Such terrifying power..."
"How can he condense starlight? Has his martial technique reached such a monstrous level?"

Speculation ran wild. Even Qian Qing’s expression grew grave as he looked toward Ye Jiuyao, a hint of apprehension appearing on his face where it had no business being.

"I said I’d cripple you, and I meant it!"
"Stellar Staff Technique!"

Ye Jiuyao drew his star-staff, and with it, an even more violent power erupted. The sky was filled with countless shadows of the staff. The West District fighters’ faces turned deathly pale, and they abruptly halted in their tracks.

"This... this is impossible! How can he be this strong?!"

The terror on the faces of the West District disciples shocked the onlookers even more. Though they weren't on the arena floor and couldn't feel the pressure directly, the sheer fear displayed by the fighters told them everything they needed to know. The pressure radiating from the center was unbearable.

This boy from the South District... he was truly monstrous!

The label "monstrous" was now firmly attached to Ye Jiuyao in everyone’s minds. The staff shadows descended with a thunderous roar, each strike carrying the force of a lightning bolt, shattering the ground into pieces upon impact.

"Pfft..."
"Pfft..."

Sounds of coughing blood echoed continuously as one figure after another was sent flying. Yet, Ye Jiuyao had no intention of letting them off, swinging his staff indiscriminately.

"Sigh, not a single strong one among them." Ye Jiuyao looked at the pile of defeated fighters and sighed again, his face full of helplessness.

"Is... is it over already?" The crowd below looked on in a daze, as if they had witnessed something impossible.

Qian Qing was struck with surprise, while White-Brow smiled. Ye Jiuyao had not disappointed him; in fact, he had exceeded all expectations. He had finished them off in a single move.

Kuang Xiong and the others managed bitter smiles. Ye Jiuyao was simply a freak; his growth in such a short time was unprecedented. To defeat dozens of people in one strike was beyond "terrifying"—it was an indescribable level of dominance.

Ye Jiuyao looked at them with an arrogant, ruthless smile before turning to Qian Qing. "Domain Lord Qian, I don't know how else to put it, but since I’ve reached this level, why don't you let me join the inner sect matches?"

"This..." Qian Qing felt helpless. He had run into someone shameless—a truly thick-skinned individual. "What does everyone think?"

"..."
"Well?"
"Whatever the Domain Lord decides is fine."

Qian Qing nodded with a smile and replied, "Granted."

"Wait, I have one more request: I want the title of South District Outer Sect Number One."

"This..." Qian Qing felt uneasy; the request was pushing it. "What do you think?" He tossed the question to the others from the other districts. Since Zeng Li was feigning unconsciousness, the inner sect representatives were the ones holding the floor, and they left the difficult decision to the others.

"Then... let it be as he says."

Ye Jiuyao smiled and looked at Qian Qing, waiting for his confirmation.

"Now... you little ones, do you have any objections?"
"We follow the Domain Lord’s decision."

The others had no chance left. Ye Jiuyao’s strength had far surpassed theirs; that last strike had left them shaken. His power no longer belonged to the outer sect—only the inner sect was a fitting place for a monster like him.

"Then the South District is number one. Ye Jiuyao, you may go participate in the inner sect battles. Go now, while they haven't finished yet." Qian Qing said with a smile.

"Understood."

Ye Jiuyao took off, flying toward the scene. *Inner sect battles, here I come.*