Primordial Emperor

The Strength Talisman was originally just a Low Sixth Rank Talisman Inscription, but with Lin Chen's improvements, it pointed out its shortcomings and flaws, directly enhancing it by two levels, increasing its power several times, and elevating it to a Top Sixth Rank Talisman.

Actually, Wang Tong's Strength Talisman can continue to improve, but doing so would require completely changing the power mysteries it contains, and the spiritual formation patterns used to draw the talisman would undergo great changes, almost equivalent to swapping a set of mysteries.

Lin Chen thought, if he were to say these things now, it would be too disheartening for Wang Tong. After all, if he were to divulge the Strength Talisman he mastered, Wang Tong's version would be simply unbearable to look at.

So Lin Chen planned to talk about the Strength Talisman later.

Then, Lin Chen no longer dwelled on the Strength Talisman, but instead lectured on some other Mysteries of Spiritual Formation, making the three listen with rapt attention, as if opening the door to a new world, gaining a lot.

Since Qiu Yue and Zhuang Xiaoqin's cultivation and spiritual formation attainments were not as profound as Wang Tong's, Lin Chen spoke in great detail.

Qiu Yue had been very opposed to Lin Chen, but at this moment, as she listened to Lin Chen's explanation, she became utterly fascinated, enjoying the process of Enlightenment, and felt a bit of admiration for Lin Chen.

One must admit, Lin Chen, this "scoundrel," has a level of attainment in spiritual formations that surpasses their master's by countless times.

Lin Chen's lecture lasted a full day, continuing until the next morning.

Since Zhuang Xiaoqin had to go to class as a lecturer, she and Qiu Yue left first.

After Qiu Yue and Zhuang Xiaoqin left, Lin Chen found it much easier to explain the Mysteries of Spiritual Formation to Wang Tong alone.

After all, when Zhuang Xiaoqin and Qiu Yue were present, Lin Chen had to consider both of them, explaining in great detail, and some mysteries were difficult for the two women to understand, requiring Lin Chen to repeat his explanations for them to grasp it.

Now, lecturing Wang Tong alone, naturally it's much easier; just a slight hint and Wang Tong can grasp the idea.

Time flew by, another day passed, and as night was approaching, Lin Chen decided to return to his place.

"Let's wrap up the teaching session for now. I need to go back to cultivate. Absorb what I've taught over the past couple of days, and you might have a breakthrough."

"If there are more problems, just have Zhuang Xiaoqin find me at the Yellow Hall."

As Lin Chen said this, he took his leave.

Although Wang Tong was very reluctant for Lin Chen to go, he did not dare to forcibly keep Lin Chen to continue teaching.

Throughout the past two days of Lin Chen's lectures, Wang Tong developed genuine respect and admiration for Lin Chen.

Lin Chen's attainments in spiritual formations are profound and unfathomable.

Therefore, Wang Tong sincerely regards Lin Chen as a master for imparting knowledge and resolving doubts, naturally having no objections to Lin Chen's arrangements.

"Master, let me see you off."

Wang Tong led the way courteously.

After leaving the Inner Sect of the Spirit Formation Hall, Lin Chen waved his hand to indicate for Wang Tong to stop.

After all, allowing people to see Wang Tong, the Hall Master of the Spirit Formation Hall and the foremost Spirit Formation expert of the Yunlong Heavenly Palace, personally escorting him in a respectful manner would make it hard not to become famous.

Though Wang Tong wanted to escort Lin Chen further, Lin Chen's command was not to be disobeyed.

After respectfully watching Lin Chen leave, Wang Tong returned to his room with great excitement and immediately entered seclusion.

Lin Chen walked out of the Spirit Formation Hall, seeing that classes outside were just concluding, and thought that Yu Weilian and Yang Minghui must be finishing classes as well.

So Lin Chen headed toward the Spirit Martial Hall on his way to see if he could meet Yu Weilian and Yang Minghui.

...

In a dense forest at the boundary between the Spirit Formation Hall and the Spirit Martial Hall.

This dense forest is vast, spanning hundreds of thousands of miles, given the vast expanses of Yunlong Heavenly Palace territory.

In the depths of this dense forest.

A fat figure was pushing a graceful silhouette back into the depths of the forest.

"Get away, don't come any closer. If you do, I'll call for help."

The graceful silhouette was none other than Yang Wenshan, who had previously sat behind Lin Chen in the Spirit Formation Hall.

"Call for help? Haha, no matter who you call, it won't work. Yesterday, my father went to your home to propose, and your Yang Family has agreed to betroth you to me. Now you're my fiancée; no one can interfere in our affairs."

The one pressing in on Yang Wenshan was none other than the fat man who Lin Chen had previously beaten up.

"You, impossible. My father wouldn't agree to it."

Yang Wenshan clenched her Jade Fist, eyes brimming with tears, refusing to believe the truth.

She would rather die than marry the fat, sordid man before her.

"Yang Wenshan, stop pretending to be aloof. If your Yang Family wasn't trying to curry favor with the Tong Family, how would they agree?"

"Go ahead and play hard-to-get, saying you don't want it. But in your heart, you're probably thrilled to cozy up to the Tong Family."

"Your Yang Family in Dragon City doesn't even count as a second-rate power. Being able to climb up to my Tong Family is your Yang Family's fortune accumulated over eight generations."

Tong Hu looked at Yang Wenshan, his lips curving upward, laughing.

"You're lying. No matter how desperate my Yang Family is, my father wouldn't make such a decision."

Yang Wenshan faced Tong Hu, tightly clutching her hand, shouting emotionally.

Although deep down, Yang Wenshan had begun to doubt herself because of Tong Hu's words.

At this point, Tong Hu ceased speaking and directly approached her, spreading his arms to leap at Yang Wenshan.

Yang Wenshan's cultivation was merely at the Eighth Layer of the Nirvana Realm, while Tong Hu was at the Nirvana Realm Ninth Layer, with his hulking frame suggesting formidable combat power—Yang Wenshan was no match for him.

Her small hand clenched tightly, watching Tong Hu approach, his quivering flesh and ugly visage making Yang Wenshan feel sick.

Just as Tong Hu lunged at Yang Wenshan, a shadow flickered past, deftly supporting Yang Wenshan's waist, then with a brisk turn, pulled her away from Tong Hu's attack. With an agile maneuver, he landed gracefully, rescuing Yang Wenshan.

"Oh, fatty, bullying helpless women again? Seems the lesson I taught you the other day wasn't enough."

The male rescuer clad in black said coldly.

Tong Hu raised his head and saw that the person before him was Lin Chen, instantly stumbling in fear.