Chapter 2099: He Has Been Lonely for Too Long

"Master, the junior apprentice brother... he seems somewhat dissatisfied with your decision and took it upon himself to summon Ye Yuan to the Western Spirit Domain," Ji Mo said helplessly in the Holy Ancestor's dojo.

The Holy Ancestor and High Priest Yi stood with his hands behind his back. Suddenly, he waved his hand, and a tabletop-sized chessboard landed on the table.

"Ji Mo, take this chessboard to the Myriad Elephant Imperial Capital," Yi said with a faint smile.

Ji Mo's body trembled. "Master, this... this is the Mo Wen Chessboard you have pondered over for millions of years. Are you really letting that kid solve it? Could it be... you truly regard him as a Sub-Saint?"

As he said this, there was still some resentment in Ji Mo's tone.

He asked himself that when he was young, he also possessed talent no less than Ye Yuan's.

Yet he had never received such solemn treatment from his master.

Yi gave Ji Mo a meaningful look and smiled. "Sub-Saint? Hmph, Ji Mo, the more you care about this title, the less likely you are to achieve greatness! You and your fellow disciples care too much about this title! For those pursuing the Dao, all fame is illusory; only one's own strength is the true essence!"

Ji Mo trembled again, a look of shame on his face. He bowed and said, "Master's words are absolutely right. Ji Mo has been taught."

In recent days, they, the fellow disciples, had been extremely concerned about the title of Sub-Saint.

After all, they had followed the Holy Ancestor and High Priest for hundreds of millions of years, yet none of them had obtained this honor.

But now, a mere True God realm, Six-Star Divine Alchemist, actually enjoyed such a revered honor.

What does 'Sub-Saint' mean?

It means an existence second only to the Holy Ancestor and High Priest, and moreover, an honor personally acknowledged by the Holy Ancestor and High Priest.

But now, the Holy Ancestor and High Priest's words awakened Ji Mo from his dream, and he couldn't help but shudder.

Yi glanced at him and said with a faint smile, "So-called martial artists pursuing the Dao are actually just a joke. This world is a place of fame and fortune. How many can abandon fame and fortune to pursue the Great Dao? Even those lofty Dao Ancestors probably find it hard to truly give up worldly fame and fortune. But this Ye Yuan, I have observed him for a long time. His Dao is different from others! At least, in the Dao of alchemy, his pure heart has never wavered! And this is the biggest gap between you and your fellow disciples!"

Ji Mo's expression gradually turned solemn. The more he stayed by the Holy Ancestor and High Priest's side, the more he felt his own shallowness.

But some truths, though he understood them, did not mean he could truly achieve them.

In this world, who doesn't understand the principle of the heart seeking the Dao?

But after reaching the Heavenly Sovereign realm, cultivation often spans hundreds of thousands or millions of years. How many experts can truly endure the erosion of time?

Time is a butcher's knife!

Throughout the ages, how many Heavenly Sovereigns, and even Heavenly Emperors, has it killed?

"Your teachings, Master, I have taken to heart!" Ji Mo said respectfully.

"Haha, go! I can't wait to have a contest with this kid. What a thrilling opponent he is!"

Yi's gaze seemed to pierce through the heavens, reaching the Extreme North Grassland.

...

"Heh, it seems... the Holy Ancestor and High Priest can't stand the loneliness anymore!"

Hearing Gongyang Lie's words, a smile flickered at the corner of Ye Yuan's mouth.

His gaze looked toward the horizon, as if piercing through the void, locking eyes with someone in the distance.

What they called 'knowing each other from afar' probably referred to the two of them.

But in Gongyang Lie's eyes, Ye Yuan's words were so arrogant and unrestrained.

"Hmph! Sub-Saint, don't forget that your title was bestowed by the Holy Ancestor and High Priest. At least the basic respect should be shown!" Gongyang Lie said displeasedly.

When a Heavenly Emperor is angered, how terrifying is the momentum?

Lie Feng and the others were oppressed by this powerful pressure, unable to breathe, not even daring to raise their heads.

In Gongyang Lie's view, the Red Feather High Priest was already the supreme existence.

Then, his master, the Holy Ancestor and High Priest, what kind of existence was that?

Although Ye Yuan was called Sub-Saint, not many truly regarded him as such.

Ye Yuan looked at him and said with a faint smile, "Goat Beard, one day you will understand what I mean. The Holy Ancestor and High Priest... he has been lonely for too long. People like you will never understand."

Gongyang Lie seemed to understand but still snorted coldly and said nothing more.

Before coming, the Red Feather High Priest had instructed him not to provoke the Sub-Saint.

Gongyang Lie was merely a servant, so naturally he dared not disobey.

"Alright, you may go. In half a year, I will keep the appointment," Ye Yuan said, waving his hand to dismiss Gongyang Lie.

Gongyang Lie looked aggrieved and sneered, "Very well, I hope that in half a year, the Sub-Saint will not disappoint Gongyang! Farewell!"

With that, Gongyang Lie's figure gradually became ethereal and finally disappeared.

Only after Gongyang Lie's figure completely vanished did Lie Feng and the others finally catch their breath.

Lord Gongyang Lie had clearly been enraged just now, but he had suppressed it due to the Sub-Saint's status.

However, the pressure of a Heavenly Emperor was too intense. Many Heavenly Sovereigns were exhausted to the point of collapse, unable even to stand.

Heavenly Sovereign Lie Feng said with a bitter face, "Sub-Saint, you... you are a big shot, but we small fries can't take it!"

Ye Yuan smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will remember your kindness. In these six months, I will create several Heavenly Sovereign experts for your demon race."

...

The fall of Heavenly Sovereign Hao Feng shook the entire Extreme North Grassland.

The deaths of the Hao Feng brothers and Feng Tianyang changed the landscape of the entire Extreme North Grassland.

Hao Feng Collection collapsed. Powerful Heavenly Sovereigns like Tianjue, Mieyu, and Zhenhuang carved up territories and dominated, plunging the Extreme North Grassland into an era of warring states with endless conflicts.

But this Extreme North Land left behind a legend.

"You don't know, Feng Tianyang was so arrogant at that time. With the fusion of three laws, even Heavenly Sovereigns had to steer clear of him. But Master Ji Qingyun just casually swung his sword and annihilated him!"

"Master Ji is truly the savior of our Extreme North human race! If not for him, our Extreme North human race would have suffered greatly!"

"Master Ji is truly remarkable! I heard he is also the Sub-Saint of the demon race, and even Heavenly Sovereign Lie Feng has to obey him!"

...

After that incident, Ye Yuan ordered Heavenly Sovereign Lie Feng that the demon race must not invade human territory for a thousand years.

It was because of this order that the human race barely managed to survive.

The Extreme North Land was a place of survival of the fittest, and Ye Yuan could only do this much.

If within a thousand years, the human race still could not produce experts capable of resisting the demon race, it would not be his fault.

Natural selection, survival of the fittest.

Ye Yuan could not protect the Extreme North human race forever; their strength must come from themselves.

During these six months, Ye Yuan refined several Extreme Grade Demon Sovereign Pills for the Extreme North demon race, creating several Heavenly Sovereign experts for them.

The demon race's admiration for Ye Yuan, their Sub-Saint, was beyond measure.

Six months later, Ye Yuan, along with Lü'er and the others, set out on the road to the Western Spirit Domain.