Checking in for 100,000 Years-Chapter 661: That’s Not a Cat, That’s a Dragon

Upon hearing the words of Nan Shaohua, the Sect Master of Blood Spirit Tian, silence filled the other three rooms.

The benefactor of Blood Spirit Tian? Representative of the highest will of Blood Spirit Tian? That man in white... Who on earth is he?

"Blood Spirit Tian is cheating! Tianjige, please intervene!" Suddenly, a chilly voice came from Shenluo Tian’s room.

"HMPH! He’s nothing but a benefactor of Blood Spirit Tian, not the Successor of Blood Spirit Tian! His presence here is already a violation of the rules! Tianjige, please deal with this!" Outraged voices also came from Great Sun Heaven’s room.

"I support Tianjige in dealing with Blood Spirit Tian!" The Sect Master of Jiuyou Tian also echoed loudly.

The young man in the silver robe was stunned for a moment, not expecting the situation to take such a sudden turn. The Four Great Sects of the Heavenly Sun Dynasty didn’t get along well, with many overt and covert conflicts. However, the Deep Well of Ghastly Corpse required all Four Supreme Heavens; not one could be missing. His sect had secretly informed him of this, so the silver-robed young man was now in a predicament, unsure how to proceed. If he were to expel Blood Spirit Tian on the grounds of rule-breaking, the high-level members of Tianjige would definitely not allow it. If he didn’t address it, the other Three Supreme Heavens would undoubtedly object and harbor dissatisfaction.

Just as he was hesitating, a young man in white suddenly emerged from Blood Spirit Tian’s room.

"Who said I’m not the Successor of Blood Spirit Tian?" Ye Yun stood with his hands behind his back, quietly looking at the surrounding rooms, a trace of mockery in his eyes.

Nan Shaohua followed him out and looked at Ye Yun’s back, hesitating, words caught in her throat. Her emotions were complex at this moment. While it would be a good thing if Senior acknowledges himself as the Successor of Blood Spirit Tian, what if the three major sects refuse to give in? All the Divine Skills of Blood Spirit Tian are contained within the Blood Spirit Ban. These are exclusive Divine Techniques; how could Senior have mastered them?

"If you really are the Successor of Blood Spirit Tian, then demonstrate a Divine Skill from the Blood Spirit Ban!" the Sect Master of Shenluo Tian said coldly.

"That makes sense!" The silver-robed young man was overjoyed and quickly said, "If you can use the Blood Spirit Ban, then you are indeed the Successor of Blood Spirit Tian, and that wouldn’t break the rules!"

"What’s so difficult about that?" Ye Yun gave a faint smile. His hands gently shifted in the air, and a Blood Spirit Ban appeared before him.

"How can Senior’s Blood Spirit Ban be so powerful?" Nan Shaohua’s pupils contracted, her eyes filled with shock. As the Sect Master of Blood Spirit Tian, deeply immersed in the Divine Skills of the Blood Spirit Ban, she was extremely familiar with it. So when she saw the Blood Spirit Ban Ye Yun had cast, she could tell it was countless times more powerful than her own.

Is this the Blood Spirit Ban cast by an Eternal Realm expert? It’s incredibly powerful! But how did Senior learn it? Could it have been secretly passed down by our Founder? Looking at Ye Yun’s back, Nan Shaohua was filled with admiration yet also deeply puzzled.

Ye Yun smiled. Simulating the Blood Spirit Ban is trivially simple for a Divine Sovereign Realm expert like him.

HISS!

At this moment, the other three Sect Masters all drew a sharp breath. They were knowledgeable and had naturally seen a genuine Blood Spirit Ban before. However, they hadn’t expected the white-robed young man before them to actually be able to cast the Blood Spirit Ban. This left them speechless. Although they recognized the Blood Spirit Ban, they hadn’t researched it in depth, so they could only recognize its form, not comprehend its essence.

The silver-robed young man breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this. He looked around and immediately smiled, saying, "Blood Spirit Tian has not broken any rules. Let’s continue!"

Ye Yun smiled faintly at this. Then he turned and went back into Blood Spirit Tian’s room, Nan Shaohua closely following him.

The air was incredibly silent. But the silence lasted only a few seconds before someone broke it.

HMPH!

The Sect Master of Great Sun Heaven snorted coldly, his face gloomy, and retorted, "Didn’t someone from Blood Spirit Tian just say our Dragon God’s blood is low quality? Do you happen to have some of higher quality?"

"Naturally, I do," Ye Yun chuckled lightly, his expression impassive. He had many types of Dragon God’s blood, such as those from several Black Dragon Kings. The quality of their blood was so high it would astound anyone on the Cangnan Continent. However, blood from the Eternal Realm would suffice.

Ye Yun lightly extended his hand, reaching into the void. When he pulled his hand back, a little red Little Cat was in it.

"Senior..." Gazing at the adorable red Little Cat, Nan Shaohua swallowed hard, somewhat at a loss. She didn’t know what use Senior had for producing a Little Cat.

"What a lovely Little Cat..." Little Seven’s eyes gleamed brightly. She chuckled lightly and reached out a small hand to pet the Little Cat’s fluffy head.

"I am..." The dazed Bloody Overlord Demonic Dragon instinctively started to declare he was a dragon, but suddenly found himself unable to utter the latter half of his sentence. Ye Yun had silenced him.

Apparently, I’m no longer in the carriage. Master has brought me here... His mouth moving soundlessly, the Bloody Overlord Demonic Dragon finally realized he was now in Master’s hands. He was suddenly overwhelmed with favor. Master had never held him this close in his palm! If the other demon beasts in the carriage knew about this, they would surely be incredibly envious. Master is Lord Ancestor Dragon! I’m now being held in Master’s palm, like a precious treasure! Hehe, what an unparalleled honor! I’ve brought glory to my Bloody Overlord Demonic Dragon clan! In an instant, the Bloody Overlord Demonic Dragon was filled with pride again.

"Bloody Overlord Demonic Dragon, I’ve raised you for so long. Today, you’re finally of use..." Ye Yun said with a smile.

"Master, what do you need me to do?" the Bloody Overlord Demonic Dragon asked, somewhat confused. I’m only at the Eternal Realm, not even its eighth layer. How could my cultivation base be of any help to Master?

"Let out some blood..." Ye Yun gestured to Nan Shaohua, indicating for her to retrieve a jar.

Nan Shaohua quickly took out an empty jar, holding it with both hands. Her eyes were also focused on the little red Little Cat before her. This is a cat! Why would Senior want this cat to bleed? Could it be that Senior plans to pass off a fake as genuine, using cat blood to substitute for Dragon God’s blood?

Just as Nan Shaohua was lost in her thoughts, the Bloody Overlord Demonic Dragon chuckled. So Master needs my blood! That’s easy! I might not have much else, but I certainly have plenty of blood... He lifted his two cat-like paws, and scratched one against the other. Blood began to seep from one paw. The blood was a brilliant red, crystal clear, flowing like a small stream into the jar in Nan Shaohua’s hand.

The jar was quickly filled.

"Alright, this should be enough. You can go back now!" With a flick of his hand, Ye Yun tore a small rift in the void. The Bloody Overlord Demonic Dragon rushed into it and disappeared.

"Brother, weren’t you going to use Dragon God’s blood? Why did you use the blood of a little red cat?" Little Seven asked curiously.

Nan Shaohua also pricked up her ears, listening attentively. She had the same question.

"That’s not a cat; that’s a dragon..." Ye Yun said with a gentle smile. With a wave of his hand, the jar in Nan Shaohua’s hand flew out.

「In the room of Great Sun Heaven.」

The yellow-robed elder scowled and barked impatiently, "Why are you so slow? Does Blood Spirit Tian actually have Dragon God’s blood or not?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a red light flew out from Blood Spirit Tian’s room. He widened his eyes, gazing at the crystal-clear fresh blood in the jar. He desperately wanted to open the lid and scan its contents. However, he refrained. After all, the Tianjige representative was present, and this representative was the true authority here.

"Blood Spirit Tian... Do they truly have Dragon God’s blood?" The silver-robed youth seized the jar. Half-doubting, half-believing, he opened the lid. An indescribable sacred aura, imbued with a potent draconic might, washed over him.

"What kind of Dragon God’s blood is this? So powerful..." Instantly, the silver-robed youth looked stunned. His heart was in turmoil, and he was utterly astounded.