History's Strongest Senior Brother c1-1474

by 八月飞鹰, Ba Yue Fei Ying, August Eagle

  The foreign Elders replied, “Pavilion Lord An’s words make sense; we have no objections.”

  Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunsheng exchanged glances, not saying anything.

  In the past, the Extreme Yin Bout had been split up into two rounds.

  In the first round, everyone would be enveloped by the radiance of the Extreme Yin Crown together, all performing what they were best in, communicating with it and stimulating its radiance.

  The judge of this round was the Extreme Yin Crown itself.

  Because it had to do with actual battle, there would be the second round of competition afterwards.

  The first round of elimination would leave behind the two most remarkable people, not just competing in terms of pure martial arts but still clashing with the power of Extreme Yin, deciding the final victor who would be the owner of the Extreme Yin Crown for the next year.

  In the first three Extreme Yin Bouts, Broad Creed Mountain and Turbid Wave Pavilion had both not participated, with the Sacred Sun Clan also only sending out Meng Wan alone. Therefore, the number of participating Maidens of Extreme Yin had always been four.

  In the fourth Extreme Yin Bout, Fan Qiu had participated, turning it into five.

  And this time, with the addition of Broad Creed Mountain’s Feng Yunsheng and the Sacred Sun Clan’s Yun Xiuqing, the total number of participants had become seven.

  The competition grew more and more intense, no one willing to be a mere accompaniment.

  History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 326: The two flowers!

  HSBS326: The two flowers

  In order to prevent a conflict between the two sides, the arranged lodgings by Turbid Wave Pavilion for Broad Creed Mountain and the Sacred Sun Clan were on two different islands.

  Enveloped by a grand formation, if a conflict erupted between the two sides, Turbid Wave Pavilion would also be able to interrupt and bring an end to it in a timely manner.

  On the clear, boundless surface of the lake, a small boat drifted, extremely far from any island.

  Gazing in all directions from the boat, only an infinite stretch of lake water could be seen.

  A girl sat on that small boat, many bottles and tins placed before her, an iron skewer in her hand, pierced neatly through the belly of a bird which had been cleanly defeathered.

  Beside the girl, a few other birds similarly pierced through by iron skewers also lay within the boat.

  The girl unfurled her fingers, making a grabbing motion towards the air before her, quite a bit of firewood being enveloped by her aura-qi.

  She ignited the pile of firewood on the boat, but under the control of her aura-qi, the pile of firewood just hovered within the air, not affecting the small boat.

  Neither hurriedly nor slowly, she held the thing within her hands over the fire to roast, also often adding some seasonings to it with a trained hand.

  Now, a person approached.

  The girl detected this, but the black sabre by her side remained quietly there as she showed no intention of drawing it.

  The other party jumped onto her boat and, seeing her, let out a whoop of joy, “Senior apprentice-sister!”

  With clear eyes and a friendly face, her features beautiful and attractive, the newcomer was precisely the direct disciple of the Sacred Sun Clan, Meng Wan.

  Meanwhile, her hair strewn behind her back, a hint of a smile on her face, her eyes overflowing with valour as it moved, the person on the boat was Feng Yunsheng, having already joined Broad Creed Mountain.

  Seeing Meng Wan, Feng Yunsheng laughed, “Little Wan came really fast; I haven’t even finished roasting this first one yet.”

  Meng Wan’s usual quietness was nowhere to be seen as she jumped in, squatting before Feng Yunsheng with really no care for her image at all, staring hungrily at the bird Feng Yunsheng was currently roasting, “Senior apprentice-sister, I like ones which taste a bit stronger.”

  Feng Yunsheng said, “Your tastes-I would definitely know it.”

  Meng Wan smiled as she just looked at Feng Yunsheng, feeling as though she had returned to her younger days when she had just entered the clan.

  Looking at Meng Wan, Feng Yunsheng sighed emotionally, “While I have viewed some recorded images, It has already been more than four years since we last met for real. Little Wan has grown up to become a big lady.”

  Meng Wan smiled, “Is it growing more mature and womanly with age, having become more and more beautiful?”

  Feng Yunsheng could not help but smile, “Of course. I have heard that the young heroes who yearn for you can be lined up from the World Illuminating Peak to the East Sea. In the Lake Domain that we are now, Turbid Wave Pavilion’s Ruan Ping has always been thinking about you.”

  Meng Wan’s expression was mild, but she looked to be rather proud of this, resembling a little arrogant peacock, “That is only natural. I am cute, pretty and talented. Beauty cannot be exaggerated; it would only be natural for me to be the ideal lover of their dreams.”

  Feng Yunsheng smiled, shaking her head.

  It was only her and Meng Wan’s own Master that had the chance to see her like this.

  Other than that, before the people of this world, including those of the Sacred Sun Clan from newly joined disciples to Huang Guanglie, she always remained quiet and elegant, humble and polite, perfect and flawless, no faults visible in her whatsoever, always letting people rest their minds, a Heaven’s favoured daughter who would never make a misstep.

  Meng Wan outwardly seemed not to mind, but every single line on her face seemed to be silently saying the same thing.

  “Quickly praise me, quickly praise me, quickly praise me…”

  Feng Yunsheng looked somewhat interestedly at Meng Wan. In certain areas, Meng Wan was somewhat similar to a certain person.

  Yan Zhaoge.

  While that person appeared proper on the outside, he was actually really also someone who liked to show off and act cool before others, shocking bystanders to the point of being dazed as wooden chickens.

  Similarly, as Feng Yunsheng knew, Yan Zhaoge’s appraisal of Meng Wan was also not low.

  That year, she had intricately manipulated Yan Zhaoge into finding Feng Yunsheng , helping her out of her dangerous situation and warding off the murderous pursuit of Xiao Shen.

  Having helped Feng Yunsheng and also halted Yan Zhaoge’s pursuit of herself, she had also avoided a direct conflict with Xiao Shen, killing three birds with one stone.

  It was from that time that Yan Zhaoge had clearly recognised that this harmless looking girl who instead might even greatly stimulate the desire of others to protect her was really not as simple as she seemed.

  Meanwhile, having grown up alongside Meng Wan, Feng Yunsheng could not be more familiar with her.

  It was only when faced with her and her Master that Meng Wan revealed her true side.

  “Right, the lover in countless people’s dreams, of who knows how many men; right, there might even be women who want to push you down…” Feng Yunsheng’s face was composed as she scattered some seasoning on the meat skewer before flipping it over the fire, “…Pushing you down beneath them, followed by some rolling, followed by some variation exercising.”

  Meng Wan instantly couldn’t stand it, “Erm…this, it’s better not to be like that.”

  As Feng Yunsheng looked smilingly at her, Meng Wan remained a little defiant as she snorted, “Anyway, senior apprentice-sister, do not look down on me; I can now also be considered as having grown up beautifully!”

  “Right; what is regretful is that once you start to eat something, all of it will be lost,” Feng Yunsheng spoke in a slow, leisurely tone.

  Meng Wan called out in an aggrieved manner, “Senior apprentice-sister ah!”

  Feng Yunsheng waved the iron skewer in her hand, “It’s done; so are you eating, or not?”

  Meng Wan immediately rushed before her, her appearance even more fawning than Little Meaty and Pan-Pan, “Eating, of course!”

  Fen
g Yunsheng smiled as she handed over the skewer to Meng Wan, who was instantly overjoyed.

  This, however, was a fact that only Feng Yunsheng and Meng Wan knew about. Even Meng Wan’s Master didn’t know that her disciple was actually a super foodhound.

  And as Feng Yunsheng as said, Meng Wan’s appearance when eating truly destroyed her usual goddess-like image of tranquillity and faint smiles.

  It was not rough, but it truly had the feeling of a man eating devouring meat in great mouthfuls and swallowing down flagons of wine.

  Feng Yunsheng just smiled like this as she looked at Meng Wan, before taking hold of another iron skewer, beginning to roast the bird on it once more.

  She first let Meng Wan eat before eating herself, the two of them conversing happily about some interesting stories that had taken place after they had separated.

  They did not mention anything about the upcoming Extreme Yin Bout or the conflict between Broad Creed Mountain and the Sacred Sun Clan at all.

  After they had finished eating, they sat beside each other on that small boat, looking at the scenes of the lake in the distance.

  Meng Wan rested on Feng Yunsheng’s shoulder, murmuring in a low tone, “If I can always hold on to the Extreme Yin Crown, if I am a Martial Grandmaster and am able to unleash the Extreme Yin Crown to an even greater extent, my words would hold weight even before the ex-Chief. I could help to plead for senior apprentice-sister, helping you to return to our Sacred Sun Clan.”

  “Now that Xiao Shen is dead, and Elder Pan is also dead, the ones who harmed you back then are all gone, but all of it is also meaningless now.”

  Feng Yunsheng gently held onto Meng Wan, not speaking.

  Back then, in the year between the first two Extreme Yin Bouts, the reason for the forces pursuing her having weakened greatly was actually due to Meng Wan having won the Extreme Yin Crown, helping her out back at the Sacred Sun Clan.

  Perhaps her personality was similar to Yan Zhaoge’s in some areas, but it was still ultimately different.

  Against the silent approval of the clan’s higher echelons and the pressure of the Grand Elder Pan Botai, Meng Wan’s personality decided that she would never stand against it head-on, but would always be attempting to decrease the pressure on Feng Yunsheng.

  Resting on Feng Yunsheng’s shoulder, Meng Wan’s gaze was rather blurred.

  To her, on one side was Feng Yunsheng, on the other her clan who had groomed and nurtured her, her debt to them as heavy as a mountain.

  While Feng Yunsheng was indebted to Broad Creed Mountain for having forged her anew, reborn.

  Despite their joy at their long overdue reunion, the fight for the Extreme Yin Crown in the Extreme Yin Bout was something neither of the two would budge on.

  Despite having already predicted that there would be a day like this having heard the news of Feng Yunsheng’s full recovery in her Extreme Yin Physique, Meng Wan still felt an inexplicable sense of loss.

  History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 327: Yan Zhaoge’s thoughts

  HSSB327: Yan Zhaoge’s thoughts

  The two having reunited after a long separation, after congregating for a short period of time, they then had to separate. After all, they were now of two different camps.

  And that was also camps of two great opposing powers.

  When the Extreme Yin Bout officially began and they met once more, it was once again like they were meeting for the first time.

  You looking at me, I looking at you; pretending not to know each other was definitely impossible, but they still seemed like there was nothing that could be said between them.

  Before the group of bigwigs, even small actions would most likely be discovered, the two not even thinking to communicate through eye contact in secret.

  At this moment, in this Extreme Yin Bout, the relationship between them was that of competitors.

  The time when the Extreme Yin Bout was held was at night. Tonight, Turbid Wave Pavilion had cold, gloomy weather, clouds filling the entire sky, obscuring the radiance of the moon and stars, the night sky a patchwork of infinite black.

  It was personally presided over by Turbid Wave Pavilion’s An Qinglin, who nodded to her side’s Maiden of Extreme Yin, Fan Qiu.

  Fan Qiu was currently no longer smiling as she pressed her lips, her pair of small rabbit teeth also no longer visible.

  Her one hand clenched into a fist, retracted to her waist, her other hand pushing forward horizontally in the form of a palm.

  Accompanied by this motion of Fan Qiu’s, radiance instantly flickered above her head.

  Amidst the brightness, it was cold and quiet.

  However, lit up by the radiance, the night sky immediately no longer appeared dark.

  Moonlight that seemed like it could compete with the light of the sun appeared on Fan Qiu’s head, an elegant, intricate crown of pure white formed of virtually transparent ice crystals appearing amidst the moonlight.

  An ancient, desolate aura emanated from it, distant and faraway, shaking one’s very soul.

  The clear radiance dispersed, moonlight seemingly enveloping the entire world at this moment.

  As that intricate crown of pure white appeared, its powerful sense of existence was not inferior to that of the Martial Saint An Qinglin by the side in the least.

  Everyone’s attentions were currently drawn by this unusual Sacred Artifact, the Extreme Yin Crown.

  Yan Zhaoge was also looking at the Extreme Yin Crown. Other than the Extreme Yin Bout, he was also thinking about some other matters.

  In the Sand Region previously, having obtained the pillar of the Divine Palace, refining it a step further, he had seen many recorded scenes of the memories of that stone pillar.

  Amongst them had been a mysterious woman, having found the pillar of the Divine Palace earlier that Yan Zhaoge, yet not having taken it away.

  Currently witnessing the Extreme Yin Crown and feeling the concept contained within in person, Yan Zhaoge could sufficiently confirm that the familiar looking crown worn on the head of that woman who had encountered the pillar of the Divine Palace in the Great Western Desert before, had precisely been this Sacred Artifact now sought after by the entire world!

  The pillar had been hidden within the Great Western Desert for too long, with it impossible to ascertain which era that mysterious woman had been from.

  However, she was very possibly related to the past Divine Palace, causing Yan Zhaoge to take note.

  Fan Qiu’s left fist that was retracted at her waist punched out slowly.

  Accompanied by this motion of her’s, the power of the Extreme Yin Crown abruptly grew stronger as it drifted off from her head, flying towards the centre of the ring.

  Fan Qiu’s connection with the Sacred Artifact began weakening, to the point of soon terminating.

  While moonlight still enveloped the heavens and the earth, that powerful strength within the crown also gradually dispersed, not deteriorating, rather seemingly having entered a deep slumber.

  An Qinglin said, “The time has come. The fifth Extreme Yin Bout now officially begins.”

  At her words, Elder Meng, the Sunset Lord and the others all nodded towards their Maidens of Extreme Yin.

  All the Maidens of Extreme Yin here, Fan Qiu who had just terminated her connection with the Extreme Yin Crown included, simultaneously took a step forward, congregating below the hovering Extreme Yin Crown.

  Letting out delicate yells, they raised their heads and gazed at the Extreme Yin Crown.

  Within their pupils, light surfaced, resembling a faint metallic lustre.

  Affected by these radiances, the Extreme Yin Crown shook slightly, seemingly having been roused just having entered that deep sleep as its majestic power surfaced once more.

  It was only that the power fluctuations the Extreme Yin Crown currently emitted did not have any specific direction, rather having been stimulated and unleashed.

  With the Extreme Yin Crown as their centre, within the clear moonli
ght, seven pillars of light that flickered with a faint golden radiance descended from the sky, enveloping the Maidens of Extreme Yin.

  Feng Yunsheng felt her thoughts and feelings seemingly establishing a connection with the Sacred Artifact in mid-air.

  While the connection was shared with the others, still faint and limited, Feng Yunsheng’s heart could not help but be shaken.

  There seemed like her old hometown, her incomparably familiar friend, her unchangeable home.

  Feng Yunsheng’s expression held neither joy nor sorrow as she gazed silently at the Extreme Yin Crown in mid-air.

  Once, for many years, that white crown in mid-air had been her goal and motivation of unceasing diligence for a long time.

  Not only was it the anticipation and wish of the Sacred Sun Clan, it was also a life goal that Feng Yunsheng herself had been willing to strive for.

  Sadly, afterwards, it had been destroyed like a fleeting dream.

  Luckily, Feng Yunsheng possessed a firm will, very quickly acquiring a new life goal, firmly believing that even without the Extreme Yin Physique, she could still live a remarkable life.

  But after this, she had once again gained hope.

  Gaining and losing, losing and gaining.

  Having gone through such a roller-coaster ride, it would be very hard for someone not having gone through a similar experience to understand it.

  For herself, for Broad Creed Mountain, Feng Yunsheng would fight for it.

  While this was her first time participating in an Extreme Yin Bout, Feng Yunsheng had long since fully memorised the process.

  Within the faint golden pillar of light, Feng Yunsheng let out a light yell, unsheathing her black sabre, chopping out into the air.

  Within the other six pillar of lights, Meng Wan and the others all did the same, executing what they were most proficient in.

  At this moment, the techniques they unleashed were not purely the elite martial arts passed down from their clans, rather being supreme Extreme Yin Arts formed from the combination of their Extreme Yin Power as well as martial arts!

  Through the supreme Extreme Yin Arts, they would establish further connection with the Extreme Yin Crown, leading to resonance between them.