I Am Supreme

The first round of selections among the protégé of the Residence of Nine Supremes saw a hand-picked total of ninety-nine children. It seemed like a lot if only the number alone was taken into account, but the Residence of Nine Supremes guided their disciples according to the mountains. When the selected children were divided equally over the nine mountains, one peak would only receive a little over ten people. Then, there was the central main peak that was connected to Supreme Cloud’s first mountain as well. When ninety-nine people were divided in that manner, it was, instead, not that numerous after all!

As the disciples were already the crème of the crop with talents in a class of their own, it was unnecessary for intentional competition. They were led to the mountains by the respective managers of the peaks to await the guidance and teaching of their mountain leader. There was, however, another issue that had escalated to an emergency which had need of an immediate solution – the nine mountains’ leaders themselves had not yet been determined.

Yun Yang decided promptly that it had come to the time where the other eight Supreme standings, other than himself, should be decided!

His initial plan was to determine the placings after they handled the human traffickers according to contribution and individual cultivation base, but the current situation proved that change was the only constant; it would not be in time for him to go along his original plan.

“The nine mountains competition shall commence early in the morning tomorrow to determine the Residence of Nine Supremes’ nine Supreme positions.”

“Brothers, prepare yourselves well.”

Yun Yang’s decision caused a storm among the Demiurge-Flawed Ten immediately. Waves and currents lapped tidally. Shi Wuchen and the rest began to anticipate the contest, rubbing their palms together.

All of them scanned the others maliciously as they rolled their shoulders and shook their wrists, making strange noises of laughter while looking incredibly indecent.

Shi Bujia. “Jejejeje…”

Shi Wuchen. “Hahaha…”

Ren Qingkuang. “Heh, heh, heh…”

Lan Ruojun. “Huo, huo, huo…”

Wu Menghuan. “Kakakaka…”

Tie Qingcang. “Hohoho…”

Ping Xiaoyi. “Heng, heng, heng…”

Luo Dajiang. “Wahahaha…”

Kong Luoyue. “Hehehe…”

Guo Nuanyang, as the last person, had no other unique laugh to choose from. He shook his hips instead and made a chuckle. “Ying, ying, ying…”

As Kong Luoyue and Guo Nuanyang uttered their final cackles, they disgusted everyone on the spot. It was like they were looking at two perverts as they gazed upon the latter duo.

It was remarkably scary.

Yun Yang and Dong Qitian exchanged a look, both thanking the heavens that the ninety-nine protégés were already sent to the nine mountains. If they were still here and had heard Kong Luoyue and Guo Nuanyang’s cackling, it was guaranteed that no one would pick the both of them as their masters. Even if there were, Yun Yang dared not appoint crucial tasks to them either; disciples who voluntarily picked lunatics like those two must have a wire or two mistakenly connected in their minds – it was better not to take mindless risks.

Waiting momentously for the awkward atmosphere to dissipate, Yun Yang then spoke seriously, “The Residence of Nine Supremes, by its name, has only nine leaders titled Supreme to complete the name of Nine Supremes. However, the Demiurge-Flawed Ten has, well, ten people. I believe that everyone realizes the contrast, so I have to say no more. As for who is to take the standing as one of the Nine Supremes, it’s up to your capabilities. Prepare yourselves well. Once the strong and weak are determined, it is fixed.”

The ten men mentioned laughed. “Of course. We’re the Residence of Nine Supremes, not the Residence of Eleven Supremes. Other than Boss Yun’s Lead Supreme’s position, there are admittedly only eight places left. The ranks can only be filled by capable ones. What reason do you have to covet the spot if you’re weaker?”

“This competition must be fast. Actually, if it were up to me, I would eliminate Ping Xiaoyi and Shi Wuchen immediately. It’d be what everyone wishes to see.”

“That’s right. Eliminate Shi Wuchen and Ping Xiaoyi. Saves time and effort, and it makes everyone happy.”

Ping Xiaoyi was enraged. “What do you mean what everyone wishes to see? Makes everyone happy? If you take Shi Wuchen out, I’ll be happily agreeing, but why drag me along? Who did I provoke? Is there still justice?”

Shi Wuchen was even more furious. “What are you fellows talking about? Especially you, Ping Xiaoyi! What do you mean by you’ll be happily agreeing to take Shi Wuchen out? Are you fellows even human? It’s not final yet who’s going to kick whose butt! Nine Supremes’ Second Supreme, Supreme Sword, is me, Shi Wuchen. No one will snatch it away. Let’s try it if you fellows don’t believe me. Let actions speak louder than words!”

The group sneered. “We’ll try it out, of course. Let’s see who’s better!”

“Exactly! Whoever is knocked out will be arranged to handle miscellaneous tasks – there’s no place for empty vessels to make noise!”

All ten of them looked excited and relaxed, eager to fight; their confidence was brimming as if this was not an issue at all.

“Before you test each other out, I have something to say.”

Yun Yang emphasized his speech. “The purpose of this competition among your brothers is only to fight for the standings. It’s normal that you don’t give in and be merciless on the spot, but you must remember to stop at where it counts. No casualties are allowed to happen. Also, whoever disqualified from the nine Supreme standings mustn’t be resentful. Be willing to acknowledge defeat when you’re willing to gamble! I must highlight this lest you keep resentment in yourselves later. It won’t be what I want to see happening.”

The ten men let out a hearty laugh. “Don’t you worry, boss. We, the Demiurge-Flawed Ten, still have a lot of this understanding. Whoever who can’t take the defeat can leave right now.”

“Good. Less talking, go back and prepare yourselves. The ranking of the Supreme standings will begin early morning tomorrow at the Central Peak’s square.”

“Alright!”

…

The Bound of Universe was suddenly in a clamor as well, due to a news’ arrival around when Yun Yang had announced that the Nine Supremes would be selected on the next day.

“The Celestial Luck Banner Tournament, the race for the flag, shall start soon.”

“Schools that intend to fight for the Celestial Luck Banner need to complete their registration within half a month!”

“Those who fail to do so will lose their qualification in this contest!”

The Bound of Universe Dictum that represented the Bound of Universe’s Celestial Luck Banner Tournament greeted the world. Mountains and valleys across were like pots of boiled water, bubbling from the notice.

The fate-deciding moment was finally here, as expected!

Countless sects issued their respective highest-leveled dictums immediately to order the prompt return of their disciples roaming and experiencing the martial world outside. Everyone was preparing for the tournament in full force, the world falling into an unprecedentedly serious atmosphere.

…

At the break of dawn, the Residence of Nine Supremes’ Supreme standings battle commenced.

Ten men came one after another, exuding a fighting spirit with motivation and vigor. For a brief moment, the tidal will to battle ran amok in the sky above the Residence of Nine Supremes, shuffling the clouds and wind.

Gazing at their brothers facing them, a flame was burning brightly in everyone’s eyes.

Dong Qitian, the chief instructor, had logically become the judge while Yun Yang and Little Fatty were only responsible as spectators to the match and anticipate the final result.

Of course, Little Fatty Qian Duoduo was the only actual spectator. Yun Yang had to make his own judgment regarding the ten men according to his observation, including the tasks they should respectively handle and the aspect of sect matters they should shoulder in the future. These had to be concluded in today’s observation.

It was no small matter, so Yun Yang forced himself to focus on the proceedings.