Before coming here, Chen Juntu had considered all sorts of possibilities.
He had imagined that on the stage, he would easily defeat Ye Qingchen, making him submit.
He also thought that if Ye Qingchen did not submit, he would use force to make him yield, showing him the might of the True Martial Sect.
He even imagined that he could effortlessly scare Ye Qingchen into submission with just a casual move.
However.
He never imagined that the situation would completely reverse.
Who would dare to face such an existence?
At this moment, he deeply resented the three elders stationed at the Black Tortoise Pavilion; they were causing unnecessary trouble, dragging him into this quagmire.
Yet now, under Ye Qingchen’s gaze and in front of everyone, Chen Juntu could no longer hide, with no way to avoid it, he could only sigh deeply, saying: "Wise nephew Qingchen, your martial skills are peerless, I willingly admit defeat! I acknowledge my inferiority!"
Boom!
As soon as he said that, the entire Martial Arts Hall was in an uproar.
Everyone was incredulous, looking at Chen Juntu—the elder actually conceded voluntarily?
Ye Qingchen frowned.
He clearly did not expect this situation. The Stone Wall Four Styles, he still had two styles incomplete, eagerly anticipating a match with the elder Chen who understood the stone wall best.
But unexpectedly, the opponent surrendered.
At this point, Chen Juntu ignored everyone, respectfully saying:
"Wise nephew Qingchen, I have already seen you make a move; that final Style of Fierce Wind has reached the power of an Earth Tier Lower-Grade Martial Technique, something I cannot possibly compare to..."
The entire arena was silent.
Nobody expected Chen Juntu to be so intimidated by just one move from Ye Qingchen that he dared not engage again.
The three elders stationed at the Black Tortoise Pavilion changed their complexions drastically, only to sigh deeply in the end.
Previously.
When Ye Qingchen mentioned gaining some insights in the Black Tortoise Pavilion, none of them believed it, thinking he was merely bluffing. But with Chen Juntu, who mastered the stone wall techniques, shrinking in comparison, what right did they have to doubt?
The short elder felt reluctant, couldn’t help but shout:
"But what was displayed on the stone wall was swordsmanship, not palm techniques! Elder Chen, did you see wrong?"
"How could I be mistaken!" Hearing the question, Chen Juntu instantly snorted coldly: "Wise nephew Qingchen’s previous move, the Style of Fierce Wind, was precisely the intent embodied by the stone wall."
"In terms of perception, I cannot match wise nephew Qingchen!"
While speaking, Chen Juntu couldn’t help but sigh.
He had entered the Black Tortoise Pavilion three times in total.
The first two times, he merely copied the moves, too low-end, and only comprehended a few Profound Grade Top martial techniques. It wasn’t until the last time that he woke up to pursue the source intent behind the moves.
So he immediately comprehended a Profound Grade Supreme martial technique!
But Ye Qingchen, having entered only once, was able to grasp this insight; his perception far surpassed his own.
"Seeing this, let it be!"
Ye Qingchen waved his hand slightly, somewhat regretful.
Chen Juntu dared not respond.
He merely respectfully saluted with clasped hands, watching Ye Qingchen leave, only until the figure of his party completely disappeared from the Martial Arts Hall did he dare to exhale, realizing his back was soaked with cold sweat.
"Phew, finally spared from a trial of pain!"
Chen Juntu thought to himself.
Earlier facing Ye Qingchen, he felt like a lamb without resistance, facing a primordial beast choosing people to devour, without a trace of the courage to contest.
"This young man is destined for greatness, one day surely to shake the Cyan Continent!"
He couldn’t help but think.
For a moment.
News of Ye Qingchen exhibiting two martial techniques at the Martial Arts Hall spread quickly.
The entire True Martial Sect was shaken.
Upon receiving this news, the True Martial Sect Leader destroyed all the ornaments in the Sect Leader’s hall, eventually sitting there for a full day and night without moving, only letting out a long sigh.
Why doesn’t such a talent belong to their sect!
Yet.
Ye Qingchen naturally was unaware of these events.
He had initially planned to return directly to Taotian Palace but was stopped by Kong Shun, who wanted to take him to attend a Potion Exchange Meeting upcoming soon and larger than the previous one at Bishui Manor!
"At that time, alchemists from the four corners will be arriving! There will be many Heavenly and Earthly Treasures, martial techniques, and some treasures appearing at the exchange.... Besides that, everyone can sit together and share alchemy experiences!"
Kong Shun added a sentence, "And it only happens once every three years!"
"Alright!"
Seeing Qin Wentian did not object, Ye Qingchen nodded in agreement. He had been cultivating recently due to the Sword Fighting Conference, neglecting accompanying Ye Qing, and felt the need to rest.
The venue for the Potion Exchange Meeting was in Lingzhou City, surprisingly the capital of Daqian Country.
When Ye Qingchen and his group arrived, it was the second day of the Potion Exchange Meeting.
"Blood-Eyed Flame Tiger skin from the Profound Pill Realm, come and see!"
"Xuan-grade Lower Grade Body Nourishing Pill, price negotiable, don’t miss it!"
"Xuan-grade Middle Grade Swordsmanship seeking a trade for palm techniques of equivalent grade!"
Upon stepping into Lingzhou City, Ye Qingchen saw the street sides filled with stalls, cultivators coming and going, picking and choosing at each booth, stopping and walking, very bustling.
Moreover, what surprised Ye Qingchen quite a bit.
This Potion Exchange Meeting even had many experts from the Profound Pill Realm.
"This Potion Exchange Meeting will last for a total of fifteen days, and some people are still on their way; at that time will be the truly grand scene!" Kong Shun evidently was well-informed about such exchange meetings, introducing things to Ye Qingchen nonstop along the way.
Hong Man followed behind, having never seen such a scene; he even saw others selling a Profound Grade Supreme martial technique, something he could not even dare conceive.
Thinking of such a grand event occurring only once every three years and lasting only fifteen short days, he couldn’t help but lament quietly.
Seemingly noticing Hong Man’s thoughts.
Kong Shun smiled, saying, "The Cyan Continent is just the smallest of the Eastern Domain; if you venture out beyond the Cyan Continent, you’ll discover the world is much bigger than you imagined!"
"Indeed!" Qin Wentian also nodded, these old rivals for once not bickering, "The Eastern Domain has a total of seventeen continents, and Cyan Continent is located remote, with spiritual qi diminishing since four or five hundred years ago, resulting in uneven cultivators. So gradually, such events also became rarer and rarer..."
"Among the Thirteen Countries of Qingzhou, currently the largest sect is the True Martial Sect, but if placed outside, it could at most be considered second-rate. If placed in the most powerful Taixu Continent, it wouldn’t even be considered second-rate!"
What?
Qin Wentian’s words were indeed deeply shocking to Ye Qingchen and his group.
They had witnessed the strength of the True Martial Sect firsthand!
This sect could only be termed second-rate?
The power of other continents was truly so terrifying?!