I Am Supreme
chapter-900

"Hah…."

Feng Guohai, Xiao Yushu and Gu Jiuxiao let out a puff of air simultaneously and their legs gave up supporting their weight, all three men falling down to the ground and landing on their rear ends.

Xiao Yushu's face was still pale as he wheezed, laughing like he was crying.

"Say… Sir Vice Chief, let's not take on something so mystical like this in the future… Half of my life is almost gone from the scare…"

Gu Jiuxiao looked icy as ever as he slowly exhaled, "You scared only half your life away… Me… Mine was devoured…"

Wiping his sweat, Lang Fantian spoke with lingering fear, "Weren't we unsure before this? It's enough that we verify it now, who'd make certain of this matter every day? Next time… I won't come, even if you beat me to death. Whoever likes it can come all they want."

"Me too."

"Me too."

"It's terrifying… Me too, me too. I shiver just thinking about it," quipped Feng Guohai.

Xiao Yushu and Gu Jiuxiao squinted at Feng Guohai, suddenly feeling vexed.

'This old man… How did he come out unscathed? What's the use of shivering, thinking about it?'

'This isn't fair at all…'

"Our next step is to discuss the partnership with Young Brother Yun," Lang Fantian started slowly as his breathing gradually stabilized.

The other three men said nothing.

These were matters between the Chief and the Vice Chief. Here, at least, Lang Fantian could decide on his own without discussing with the others. They did not want anything to do with this matter anymore. Who could they look for if something happened in the future of their partnership?

They refused to take the blame!

"We'll discuss it when Yun Yang wakes up. We have to ask and confirm with him what the senior inside thinks if there are any particular rules. We must be careful," Lang Fantian said respectfully.

"That's right. We have to be careful – very cautious."

The three other men nodded in agreement.

Before knowing what happened to Yun Yang when he entered this time, no one could guess the senior's intention. If they had mistaken his intent, things could go extremely awry. Just seeing that the senior could extend his deific sense and devour one's soul from the inside of the Spirit's Grave was enough to hint at the extent of the damage he could muster if he did come out of there.

They did not know why he stayed inside – maybe there was a story behind this unusual behavior, but he could definitely step out if he wanted to since his divine sense could already wander out. No one wanted to risk themselves to find out, though. Even if they were beaten to death, they refused to take such a risk!

Lang Fantian carried Yun Yang on his back personally and to show his genuine intention, the ten pieces of scattered Ethereal Amethysts were carried by Shi Wuchen. The group then hurriedly left the frightening territory.

Before they left, they turned back for a glance but all that greeted them was the illusion of serenity.

There was nothing! There was no sign of the Spirit's Grave, but all of them could feel as if a pair of eyes were coldly staring back at them from the thick blanket of fog.

Just turning back and glancing at the scene drenched them in sweat again.

In Yun Yang's deific consciousness space, Emmie waved its tendrils around, playing with four Whiteys and Jiji. Its leaves were a dark emerald, almost dark enough to be black.

Yes!

The divine sense and power of soul forces Emmie had accidentally consumed today were much more refined than what it had absorbed previously. It would be magnificent if it could eat up more; it was never too much!

What a pity that the forces had slipped away so fast…'Hmph! I can't gobble down other forces, but the divine sense and power of soul…'

'Come as much as you may!'

'I can finish you whole, even if I have to nibble! Hahaha!'

…

The golden flash gleamed again and everyone was already back in the General Commerce League. Yun Yang was still knocked out, but the ten pieces of glowing Ethereal Amethysts he took back had spoken enough.

Staring at the Ethereal Amethysts, Lang Fantian pondered for a bit before making his decision swiftly.

"Feng Guohai."

"Here."

"From today onwards, the Precious Treasure of the World will change its name to General Commerce League's Dongye Flagship. Using this shop as the central point, all the resources and manpower ten thousand miles in perimeter shall be under your responsibility to command."

"Thank you for your trust, Vice Chief."

"Your responsibility increases now. You must be more careful, especially on matters regarding Young Brother Yun, understand?"

"This subordinate understands. I shall be more cautious."

"Yun Yang here… You…" Lang Fantian contemplated and said, "To be safe, let's not make any decision yet. We'll see what to do when he wakes up. Young Brother Yun must have his plan as well."

"Alright!"

…

Yun Yang remained unconscious for two full days.

However, it was two whole days of good slumber to him. He had taken the opportunity to fully wash away his accumulated fatigue of two months.

Proficient cultivators could cultivate to replace the need for sleep and could garner a better recovery effect by doing so, but once his energy, divine sense, and power of soul were highly depleted, or expended to the extreme, a full recovery could only be achieved by unreserved deep sleep.

Yun Yang had exerted himself to a great extent, tackling the General Commerce League's people this time around. Although Emmie bore the brunt of the work, Yun Yang did all he could as well, maximally expending his deific consciousness and almost collapsing.

After all, the goal of this project was to deceive four masters whose cultivation base were so many levels higher than his own. How could it be easy?

Half of his fainting was an act, but he had indeed gone to his limits and needed a thorough slumber.

When he woke up again, he still felt aches all over his body like he was no longer its owner. It was the opposite of the usual rejuvenation and energized self he felt. Just as he regained consciousness, five shadows appeared before him, almost in unison.

Everyone looked serious and grim. They were Lang Fantian, Xiao Yushu, Gu Jiuxiao, Feng Guohai, and Shi Wushen.

"You've woken up?" Shi Wushen heaved a long sigh as if relieved of a grand wish.

"Yes."

Yun Yang sat up and started with some fear evident on his face, "It's so close this time. I'm really afraid that I won't wake up again."

What he said received nods from Lang Fantian and group, showing that they sincerely agreed with the statement. Everyone looked fearful, fully comprehending what sort of presence they had provoked this time only after coming back. It was really a close escape from death!

The other party was surely an omnipresent being who could crush all of them into dust with a flip of its wrist!

"Young Brother Yun, when you enter this time, cough…" Lang Fantian coughed and asked, "Is there…"