Chapter 107: Yang Ye Arrives!
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The meeting resumed.
After being beaten by Long Xiaoqing, Lan Xingshuo finally settled down.
The meeting proceeded smoothly and came to an end.
Three days later.
The super-star-level powerhouses participating in the assessment gathered beside a spacecraft.
“What happened to Ye Xun? Why haven’t I seen him?”
“Exactly! Why isn’t he here at such a crucial moment?”
“This is over! Madam Yang can’t participate either. How could the seventy-two super-star experts on Earth possibly defeat that Star Lord?”
“So Madam Yang isn’t from Earth after all. What a pity!”
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With Long Xiaoqing watching nearby, none of those present dared speak ill of Yang Ye, no matter how resentful they might have felt.
However, among the civilians watching the live broadcast and across the internet, quite a few negative comments about Yang Ye began to appear.
Some openly cursed him for being afraid of death and cowardly as a mouse, saying that when the moment for real action arrived, he had been too frightened to show himself.
Others claimed that if Yang Ye had not killed so many super-star cultivators, Earth’s strength would surely be far greater by now. Perhaps they might even have had a chance of passing the assessment.
Some people argued in reply that without Yang Ye, they would not have been able to pass even the first level of the Secret Realm Stone Pagoda. Nor would Earth have gained more than a dozen super-star cultivators within twelve years.
Most of those making negative remarks about Yang Ye came from Fusang.
Earthquakes had become increasingly frequent in Fusang, leaving everyone in a state of panic. After deliberate propaganda by certain people, almost all the people of Fusang had come to regard Yang Ye as their enemy.
The cultivators at the scene were deeply disappointed when they saw that Yang Ye had not appeared.
At the same time, they felt despair.
With Yang Ye and Long Xiaoqing participating in the assessment, they would have been certain to pass.
But now Yang Ye had not come, and Long Xiaoqing was unable to participate.
“Everyone, this time we must work together and fight with our lives! I believe you all understand that failure means death!”
Seeing the dispirited morale, Zhou Hun gritted his teeth as he spoke.
As soon as Zhou Hun finished, the black-robed old man walked over. He glanced at the cultivators preparing to fight in the assessment and said with a smile, “I’ll give you one final opportunity. Any of you at the super-star level may apply to abandon your people and become a slave race. That way, you can survive.”
“Damn it! Even if I die, I won’t become a slave!”
“Exactly! I would rather die standing than live on my knees!”
“Steward, are you trying to weaken our resolve by saying this?”
…
The moment the black-robed old man finished speaking, Zhou Hun and the others erupted in anger.
“Heh heh.” The black-robed old man gave a cold laugh. “Do you know what matters most? I need not remind you—you all understand. It is life! Once a person dies, nothing remains. So long as you are alive, no matter what suffering you endure, there is still hope.”
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“I’ll remind you once more: this assessment is a real battle, not an illusion within the secret realm. Most of you—no, all of you—will probably die.
“You have three minutes. If you choose to live, stand behind me.”
The instant the black-robed old man finished speaking, the surroundings fell utterly silent.
One second followed another.
Among the seventy-two super-star experts, some began to show conflicted expressions.
There were quite a few of them.
Seeing their hesitation, the black-robed old man smiled faintly and continued, “This world is magnificent—far more magnificent than you can imagine. Have you been to the center of the universe? Have you seen the largest black hole? Have you witnessed the most beautiful nebulae? Do you wish to roam the cosmic starry skies and experience true freedom? Do you wish to see how powerful the Star Gods and Star Venerables beyond the Star Lord realm truly are?
“All of that requires you to remain alive. Only then will you have the chance to experience it. Once you die, everything is gone. By the way, there are only thirty seconds left.”
As soon as the black-robed old man finished speaking, twelve super-star cultivators immediately walked behind him.
When faced with the choice between life and death, they had chosen to cling to life.
“Excellent, excellent!” the black-robed old man said with a laugh. “Your choice is the correct one! There isn’t much time left. Board the ship!”
With that, the black-robed old man waved his hand.
Zhou Hun and the others glared coldly at the twelve super-star experts behind him and gnashed their teeth.
“You’ll regret this!”
“Shame on you! Cowards afraid of death!”
“Do you think you can face the planet that gave birth to and raised you? You scum!”
“Spineless wretches! Even if people like you survive, you’ll live like dogs. You’ll never reach the peak of cultivation!”
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Under the contemptuous gazes of the crowd, the twelve super-star cultivators lowered their heads in shame.
Once they had made their choice, there was no turning back.
More than two hundred cultivators boarded the spacecraft.
Long Xiaoqing followed them into the cabin.
“Wait!”
Suddenly, a low and resonant voice rang out.
A young man appeared before everyone. He wore black leather clothing and trousers, a cloak draped over his shoulders, and carried a battle blade across them.
“Husband!”
Hearing that voice, Long Xiaoqing, who had just entered the cabin, cried out joyfully.
Then she leaped forward and threw herself into Yang Ye’s arms.
The newcomer was none other than Yang Ye.
“Husband, you’re finally all right! That’s wonderful!” Long Xiaoqing said excitedly, holding him tightly.
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Yang Ye smiled. “Fortunately, I made it in time! It’s all Nezha’s fault. He delayed us while refining this blade.”
“How can you blame me, Master? I was merely striving for perfection.” Nezha jumped out, folding his arms with an expression of displeasure.
With that, Nezha waved his hand.
Whoosh!
A gust of wind swept through the air as the enormous Ninety-Nine descended from the sky and landed on the ground.
“Grunt! Grunt! Grunt…”
Immediately afterward, a strange sound rang out.
Then a gigantic black wild boar came running over, squealing loudly.
“Big Black, you don’t need to go this time. Go home and guard the place,” Yang Ye said with a smile.
Big Black shook his head. Then, swinging his enormous haunches, he charged into the spacecraft’s cabin.
Fortunately, the cabin door was wide enough for Big Black to pass through.
After Big Black entered the cabin, Ninety-Nine followed him inside.
“That fellow is simply too big.” Yang Ye shook his head with a smile.
Then he swept a cold gaze over the twelve super-star experts who had chosen to become slaves in order to cling to life.
Yang Ye said nothing. He felt there was no longer any need.
When Yang Ye put an arm around Long Xiaoqing and entered the cabin, Zhou Hun and the others sprang to their feet in excitement upon seeing him.
To them, Yang Ye was their backbone.
The spacecraft’s hatch closed. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the hundred-meter-long vessel slowly rose into the sky.
As they watched the spacecraft soar away, regret filled the faces of the twelve super-star cultivators left on the ground.
Damn it!
If they had known Yang Ye would come, how could they possibly have made such a choice?
But it was too late for regret.
The twelve men were summoned aboard another spacecraft by a black-robed middle-aged man.
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