Supernatural Insight Eyes-Chapter 975 - 0 Storm Is Coming! (First Update)

Ye Qiu faced off against Ji Lingchen—and won!

News of this spread swiftly, leaving many in disbelief.

Who was Ji Lingchen? The undisputed top prodigy of the ancient clans, the first among the younger generation to reach the Mythical Realm. Yet even with such unparalleled strength, he was defeated—an outcome almost impossible to accept.

When the news returned to the Ji Clan, Ji Changtian immediately summoned Ji Lingchen to interrogate him about what happened.

"Do you suspect that he isn’t in the Legendary Realm, but rather the Mythical Realm?" Ji Changtian frowned. A youth he’d never paid much attention to in the past now seemed to be a potential Mythical Martial Artist. If that turned out to be true, the implications would be entirely different.

It was no surprise that Ji Lingchen had broken into the Mythical Realm, given his innate talent and the support of the powerful Ji Clan as his backing.

But if Ye Qiu had also ascended to the Mythical Realm, then Ji Lingchen was undeniably outshone. And that wasn’t the most terrifying part—the truly unsettling aspect was Ye Qiu’s age and background, surviving solely under the protection of Yun Shang Palace.

"How much of this is due to his talent and luck, and how much has been aided by that Great Emperor-level opportunity he acquired?" Ji Changtian lamented after a moment of silence.

Ji Lingchen remained silent; losing to Ye Qiu was the greatest humiliation he had ever experienced—especially with so many witnessing the duel. It was a thorough disgrace to his title as the top prodigy, and in the future, wherever he went, others would likely gossip behind his back.

"Lingchen, do not let this matter disrupt your inner peace. Stay within the clan for the time being and focus solely on your cultivation. The old ancestor’s life has been preserved, and he heard about the Windhorn Beast egg you brought back, so he wishes to meet you. This is a rare opportunity; you must seize it. With his guidance, surpassing Ye Qiu would be an effortless task," Ji Changtian said.

Upon hearing this, Ji Lingchen’s heart leapt with joy. This was indeed a tremendous blessing; the old ancestor’s strength had reached a level of divine transcendence—he was a true Immortal. With his tutelage, Ji Lingchen’s strength was certain to advance to an even greater height.

Clenching his fists tightly, Ji Lingchen resolved himself to seize this opportunity and seek as many teachings as possible to enhance his abilities.

After Ji Lingchen departed, Ji Changtian was left alone.

His thoughts once again turned to Ye Qiu. He couldn’t shake the feeling that the youth from the mortal world carried an unknown, volatile factor. Every time, Ye Qiu narrowly escaped calamity, and now he seemed to have entered the Mythical Realm. If this continued and he broke through again, he could genuinely become a threat to their ancient clan.

The Ji Clan’s relationship with Ye Qiu was far from amicable—should Ye Qiu become a higher-level Martial Artist, would he retaliate against the Ji Clan?

Ji Changtian’s mind raced as he calculated every possibility regarding Ye Qiu’s future, analyzing his temperament, his methods, and his relationships within the ancient lands. Ultimately, Ji Changtian came to one conclusion: Ye Qiu had to be eliminated swiftly, or he would likely grow into a monstrous threat.

"Removing that brat is inevitable. I suspect the Mu Clan shares my perspective on this matter," Ji Changtian murmured.

Indeed, when Mu Tianxing heard the news, his first reaction was a jolt of alarm. Could it be that Ye Qiu had already become invincible among the younger generation?

The Mu Clan had personally suppressed Ye Qiu in the past, and Mu Tianxing immediately realized the danger. If Ye Qiu were given sufficient room to grow, he would inevitably become a grave threat in the future.

"It seems prudent to allocate some of our forces to deal with this youngster. Otherwise, one day, my Mu Clan will undoubtedly suffer grave consequences," Mu Tianxing decided silently.

Similar reactions rippled across other clans. No one could have anticipated that Ji Lingchen, at the Mythical Realm, would lose. Many marvelled at Ye Qiu’s extraordinary talent—if he was truly still in the Legendary Realm but managed to defeat Ji Lingchen, that was terrifying; far more so than if Ye Qiu were already in the Mythical Realm.

After all, that would mean he had transcended ranks in combat!

Although many speculated that Ye Qiu was intentionally concealing his strength and was truly at the Mythical Realm, those were merely conjectures. No one had definitive proof of Ye Qiu’s actual prowess.

When Tang Heshan heard the news, he was momentarily lost in thought, feeling increasingly certain that Ye Qiu’s Great Emperor-level opportunity was the key to his success. Otherwise, how could a mere youth from the mortal world possess talent surpassing the ancient clans’ premier prodigy? Tang Heshan couldn’t help but feel a pang of regret—why hadn’t he forcibly claimed that opportunity back then?

Returning to the courtyard, Ye Qiu and his companions were in high spirits. Especially the five women—Jin’er and the others—whose faces were lit with joy. Their earlier wager on Ye Qiu’s victory had transformed an initial ten Third-grade Crystal Stones into three hundred Third-grade Crystal Stones, an amount far exceeding the price needed to buy back their freedom.

This felt like a stroke of fortune to the five women.

Ye Qiu, too, had garnered considerable wealth, amassing over a thousand Crystal Stones in total. Within the ancient lands, the sheer wealth he held was comparable to an ancient clan—possibly even wealthier than a middle-tier ancient clan.

"Since you’ve gathered enough Crystal Stones, I will honor my promise to allow you to reclaim your freedom," Ye Qiu declared as he retrieved the women’s contracts of servitude. Accepting several dozen Third-grade Crystal Stones in exchange, Ye Qiu burned the contracts into ashes, leaving the five women tearfully rejoicing at their restored freedom.

Jin’er, the most composed, quickly collected herself after a brief moment of excitement. She approached Ye Qiu, bowed deeply, and said, "Young Master, the five of us have decided to join the Ye Clan and follow you. We hope you will accept us."

The others—Shui’er, Mu’er, Tu’er, and so on—all bowed and clasped their hands as well.

"Haha, excellent!" Ye Qiu laughed heartily. The five women had not disappointed him. "Since you’ve chosen to join the Ye Clan, I will not let you down. In this ancient land, the Ye Clan will certainly claim its rightful place in the future."

All five women nodded, their faces glowing with radiant smiles.

Shi Da, Shi Er, and the others cast envious glances at the five women who had regained their freedom. However, the four of them did not harbor resentment, as Ye Qiu had never treated them as slaves. They performed simple tasks—guarding the gates, cleaning the grounds—and still ate well every day. For them, such a life seemed rather decent.

Once all matters were settled, Ye Qiu finally had a moment of quiet—and it was already nightfall.

Sitting alone in the courtyard, he was neither drinking in merriment nor reciting poetry by the moon. Gone was the light smile and ease he displayed during the day before others.

Now, Ye Qiu’s face carried more thoughtfulness and a trace of worry.

Defeating Ji Lingchen would not go unnoticed by the Ji Clan or the other ancient clans. The difficult times were yet to come; for any clan that perceived him as a threat would surely take action against him.

"The storm that awaits cannot be avoided. This time, I’ll rely not on Yun Shang Palace but on myself," Ye Qiu said softly.