The Prodigies War

Lin Xun was unperturbed by this.

He understood that elderly woman wasn’t a bad person; she was just strictly adhering to her duty of watching over the youth.

Therefore, Lin Xun held no resentment after being warned by her like that.

However, he was still slightly upset. What did she mean by saying that the youth had taken the blame for him? He had never made such a request.

Also, give him an inch, and he’d want a mile?

Even when faced with imminent catastrophes or life-threatening situations, he had never harbored any intention to drag the youth down with him or make him suffer in his stead.

However, Lin Xun couldn’t bother explaining himself.

With the old woman’s high cultivation and status, she likely wouldn’t believe his explanation.

In the end, it all came down to the fact that he didn’t hold enough weight in her eyes.

In the cool night breeze, Lin Xun waited silently on Guest Welcome Mountain.

Liu Qingyan sat alone in the courtyard. Taking out the Ancient Law Ocarina, she placed it on her cherry lips and started blowing gently. A majestic, distant, and carefree melody came out.

What had happened, had already happened.

Unexpectedly, her heart had become completely calm as she had come to make light of life and death.

This place was quiet and peaceful.

But the entire Guest Welcome Mountain had long since gathered countless stares. The scene of Jintian Qi’s group being beaten up as well as Wu Yunlian’s death, had struck immense shock into many people.

“I didn’t think such a menace was living there.”

“His courage is unmatched for killing members of Heavenly Sound Pavilion and squashing a bunch of Jintian experts, but it’s also because of this that he probably won’t be living after tonight.”

“Can’t you see, he clearly knows that a great disaster is coming, so he simply gave up and is waiting for his death.”

Various murmurs rang out in the shadows.

“Senior Uncle, let’s go take a look.”

At the foot of the mountain, Zen Master Wuming, wearing a bamboo hat and hemp clothes, walked on bare feet as he led a group of Earth Treasury Realm’s disciples out the courtyard.

“Go. He’s most likely that heretic. If this is really the case, then we must not let him die at the hands of others.”

The hoarse voice of Old Monk Dukong, who was sitting cross-legged before the door of the courtyard house, was transmitted to their ears.

Wuming nodded. The group then took advantage of the night and traveled toward the mountain, attracting the attention of many who lurked in the shadows.

“Why are those Jade Zen Temple monks taking the lead?”

“There’s something odd about this!”

Wuming’s group seemed oblivious to the others’ discussion, their expressions calm and stern.

……

“Heh, I’m surprised he didn’t kill you useless fools,” laughed the cloth-robed old man at the mountainside with undisguised scorn.

Jintian Qi’s group fell to their hands and knees, their expressions flickering dimly as shame and fear filled their hearts.

“Ancestor, we have been incompetent!” Jintian Qi banged his head on the ground and said through gritted teeth, “However, that bastard knew that we’re from the Jintian Clan, but he completely disregarded us.”

The cloth-robed old man sneered, “Trying to incite me to avenge you?”

Jintian Qi’s expression froze, but he braced himself and followed through with it. “Ancestor, it doesn’t matter if we lose face, but our Jintian Clan…cannot!”

Pop!

Jintian Qi jerked as all the tendons and bones in his body suddenly snapped. He went limp on the ground, convulsing from the intense pain.

Everyone else became even more horrified.

The cloth-robed old man coldly said, ‘‘How could it have happened if you weren’t so feckless and incompetent? Only at this point do you realize that the face of the clan cannot be lost? Don’t you think it’s too late?”

Suddenly, a voice that made one think of ice rang out, “Ancestor, even though they are a bit stupid, what he said isn’t wrong. We of the Jintian Clan shall pick up our face where we’ve lost it.”

The door behind the old man opened, and a tall and slender woman of supreme beauty walked out.

She was elegant and otherworldly, seemingly made of immortal flesh and jade bones!

Jintian Xuanyue.

She was the most dazzling genius of the Imperial Jintian Clan’s younger generation, having cultivated for one hundred and eighty years, and was currently ranked 49th on the All Heavens Saint-King Rankings!

She was renowned in the entire Ancient Nebula Road and admired by countless cultivators.

Upon her emergence, Jintian Qi’s group all looked complicated. They were jealous yet at the same time in awe of her.

The cloth-robed old man’s face relaxed quite a bit as he said, “Xuanyue, you broke through?”

Jintian Xuanyue nodded. Even when facing the elder, she still wore an icy look. “Reporting to Ancestor, I have stepped into the intermediate Supreme Saint-King Stage and built a complete Great Dao Field.”

The old man’s eyes lit up as he praised, “Very good!”

“Ancestor, I’m going to see that person called Yu Xuan,” said Jintian Xuanyue, her voice cold and clear. “I’ll also take the opportunity to test my new power, I just wonder if he is qualified to be my whetstone?”

The cloth-robed old man gave his approval with a smile, “Go.”

His attitudes toward Jintian Xuanyue and Jintian Qi’s group were simply the opposite, as if one was the sky and the other the mud!

This fed the jealousy in Jintian Qi’s group, causing it to grow.

However, at the same time, they were secretly relieved that Jintian Xuanyue had decided to act. That person surnamed Yu would surely die, which would at least salvage some face for them.

Jintian Xuanyue gave the old man a nod and drifted away all alone.

When she showed up on Guest Welcome Mountain, everyone in the area was shaken. The goddess of the Imperial Jintian Clan had finally appeared!

Many were exhilarated, as if witnessing a legend walking the world. This chance was simply too rare to come by.

Obviously, she had come to recover face for her clan!

All gazes on Guest Welcome Mountain converged on one spot—Lin Xun’s location!

Invisible currents stirred and killing intent filled the air.

But to everyone’s surprise, someone arrived even earlier than Wuming’s group and Jintian Xuanyue.

Swish!

The void rippled, a thin figure appeared out of nowhere. Having hair as white as snow but the appearance of a teenager, it was Grand Elder Liang Chuan of Heavenly Sound Pavilion.

This was a quasi-Emperor!

Many onlookers forgot to breathe upon seeing him. That fellow Yu Xuan is going to suffer!

The three major forces of Heavenly Sound Pavilion, Imperial Jintian Clan, and Jade Zen Temple had gathered to attack in the night. Who could fight back?

This kind of lineup was more than enough to make people despair!

Liang Chuan’s expression was as dark as a rain cloud as he looked at Lin Xun, who was standing in front of his courtyard house, and questioned, “Yu Jun, Wu Yunlian…were all killed by you?”

Lin Xun calmly nodded.

A cold gleam surged in Liang Chuan’s eyes. “The Jintian clanspeople were also injured by you?”

Lin Xun nodded again, unfazed as there was nothing to hide about all this.

Liang Chuan took a deep breath, his expression livid. “If I’m to guess, the deaths of those Primordial Dao Court experts also have to do with you, right?”

Lin Xun nodded once again and said, “Your Heavenly Sound Pavilion couldn’t protect your own disciples, so I did it for you.”

The sentence carried sarcasm.

And upon hearing it, the audience in the shadows was in an uproar.

The death of the Primordial Dao Court’s experts several days prior had set off a monstrous storm on Whirlwind Ship!

Just when everyone suspected the hemp-clothed youth and the old woman to be the culprits behind this, the real murderer actually turned out to be someone else?

Yu Xuan!

This Imperial Yu Clan expert, whom everyone had taken lightly, had given them too many shocks tonight!

Meanwhile, Liang Chuan was so bristling with rage that his eyes were ready to spit fire.

These days, their Heavenly Sound Pavilion had also been affected by the death of those Primordial Dao Court experts as everyone had been in a state of panic.

As if that wasn’t enough, now, even the experts of the Imperial Jintian Clan had suffered serious injuries. They could already foresee yet another heavy blow this would deal to their Heavenly Sound Pavilion.

And all of this was done by the same person!

What Liang Chuan found to be most unbearable was that this guy Yu Xuan had even gone so far as to kill Yu Jun, Wu Yunlian, and other experts of Heavenly Sound Pavilion!

“Die, you criminal!” roared Liang Chuan.

Just as he was about to attack, an aloof, tall, and stunningly beautiful figure appeared out of thin air and said, “This person shall be executed by the Jintian Clan.”

The furious Liang Chuan was struck dumb. When he came to his senses, his expression darkened.

In the end, he forced down boiling murderous rage in his heart. “It is my Heavenly Sound Pavilion that has failed to do a good job and disturbed you, Miss Xuanyue.”

Jintian Xuanyue indifferently said, “Heavenly Sound Pavilion is not to blame, but instead it is my worthless fellow disciples who are at fault for spoiling the Jintian Clan’s reputation. Thus, I have come to wash away this shame.”

Echoing under the night sky, her voice was like a sword that could penetrate the bones.

Lin Xun raised an eyebrow. He shot this woman a quick glance before moving his gaze to Wuming’s group in the distance who had arrived at some point.

He asked, “What about you guys, you’re also here with the same purpose?”

Wuming was stoic and calm as he put his palms together before his chest. “If you come with us, fellow daoist, you may be spared from death today.”

Jintian Xuanyue icily interrupted, “Earth Treasury Realm wants to snatch my target?”

Earth Treasury Realm!

The attentive onlookers were shaken to the core, and their faces paled.

Only now did they know that these monks who had claimed to be members of Jade Zen Temple were actually from Earth Treasury Realm, one of the Three Dark Giants!

Meanwhile, the cloth-robed old man, who was only halfway up the mountain, frowned.

The Old Monk Dukong, sitting cross-legged at the foot of the mountain, opened his eyes.

In the end, neither of the two Emperors made a move.

Wuming ignored Jintian Xuanyue and only fixed his gaze on Lin Xun.

Lin Xun was silent for a moment then suddenly smiled. “Your old ancestor actually sent you all here while he stays still. Since that’s the case, I will play with you.”

As he said this, his aura abruptly transformed. Blue dao light flowed from him like the sky who had been encasing the world for eternity!

His clothes fluttered strongly, and his eyes were like lightning as they swept at Jintian Xuanyue and Wuming. “No need to waste any more time. You can attack together.”

What a big mouth!

The audience was startled. Is this fellow truly not afraid of death or is he just too young and too simple?

Even Jintian Xuanyue couldn’t help but frown. This was the first time in her life she had been underestimated like this.

Boom!

Wuming was more direct as he deployed a sudden strike. It had the might of a Buddha using his palm to repress the mortal world.

In an instant, Buddhist chants rumbled like thunder, and the palm blotted out the sky. Terrifying black Buddhist light crushed the air to pieces in a series of explosions.

This was the supreme inheritance of Earth Treasury Realm—Buddhist Nation in a Palm!

It appeared to be a simple palm, but in reality, it was packed with the law of Wuming’s Great Dao Field.

Lin Xun’s eyes became unfathomable. He responded by also pressing his palm in the air.

Boom!

The palm qi deployed seemed to be a furnace but at the same time not a furnace, like an abyss but also not an abyss. It withered and thrived, fell and rose while being surrounded by nine cauldrons, emitting a might capable of suppressing and engulfing the heavens.

This was the Nine Cauldrons Battle Seal of the Imperial Yu Clan, inherited from the World-Guarding Nine Cauldrons Scripture. Now, it was being operated by Lin Xun with the power of his own Great Dao Field!