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The fierce battle has finally come to an end.
The area around Lin Qiubai's residence is in complete disarray for hundreds of meters.
Buildings have been destroyed. Trees have been shattered by shockwaves. The ground is charred, and thick smoke billows into the air.
"Lin Shishu actually won..."
Yuan Danqiu stares in disbelief. That Giant Dragon Phantom exerted immense pressure, even making him feel a sense of fear in battle.
Yet, it was this seemingly invincible enemy that Lin Shishu annihilated in an extraordinary manner, reduced to nothingness by that special pattern, leaving not a trace of its presence behind.
Terrifying!
Truly terrifying!
Yuan Danqiu looks at Lin Qiubai with a hint of reverence.
"Lin Shishu, are you alright?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Qiubai lightly descends and shakes his head. His aura completely retracts, the previous domineering presence and disdainful demeanor vanish, leaving him calm as a still pond.
"The Yin Yang Fish Diagram may be a form of transcending the heavenly path."
In the final battle, it was evident that the fear of the will of the Ancient Dragon within the Vital Energy had completely vanished...
"I must have transcended the Heavenly Path!" Lin Qiubai murmured, a sense of joy spreading in his heart.
His consciousness sank into the Treasure Chest, delighting in the sight of the Spear.
"I should find a time to test its power! A Sacred Treasure, it must be extraordinary."
...
"The Elders have all dispersed, right? This matter should not be publicized; I hope for your discretion."
Yuan Danqiu waved his hand to dismiss the Elders, as this battle had nearly alarmed the entire Beast Taming Sect.
However, with the Elders guarding the perimeter, the disciples were unaware of the specifics. If it wasn't publicized, very few would know what had transpired that night.
"Then we shall take our leave."
The Elders also breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the calm and peaceful Lin Qiubai in the center with lingering trepidation.
Who would have thought that beneath that calm and peaceful exterior, once provoked, he could be as ferocious as a Deity wielding control over heaven and earth!
Facing the will of the Ancient Dragon Phantom, they dared to fight.
The demeanor of the Peerless Genius was nothing less!
"Little Girl, you should go back and rest now."
Zhen Xian, who was gritting her teeth from the electric shock, noticed Lin Qiubai looking at her.
She immediately became very calm, her bright eyes and white teeth forming a gentle smile. After being cleansed by the thunder tribulation, she gave off an ethereal and otherworldly aura, standing gracefully like a fairy.
"Big Brother... should I come back tomorrow to nourish my Meridian?"
The Little Girl's face turned red, her voice barely above a whisper.
Lin Qiubai felt his face flush as he lightly coughed twice: "If you wish, you can come."
...
The Beast Taming Sect had no further discussions that night.
However, far away in the Northern Liang Province, there was a slight difference at the Ancient Artifact Sect.
In the deep of night, at the Back Mountain of the Ancient Artifact Sect, the rugged mountains loomed, and ancient trees reached out like claws under the cool moonlight. Two graceful figures flickered in and out of sight in the darkness.
"Have you thought it through? That place is a desperate situation, a matter of life and death..."
The tall and curvaceous Lin Shuangyue stood at the entrance of the abyss, her expression serious as she tightly grasped Lin Chuxue's wrist, her tone filled with helplessness.
When she heard the expected phrase, "Have you thought it through?" she trembled all over.
"For Lin Qiubai, is it worth being this stubborn?"
"This question can wait until I stand side by side with him on the clouds, watching the clouds roll and the sunset glow," Lin Chuxue replied.
Her smile was breathtakingly beautiful. Thinking of Lin Qiubai, her cheeks flushed like pearls, her beauty dimming even the bright moon.
"However, Lin Qiubai does not know that you love him; he is far away in the Cloud Hidden Sacred Sect, and you can only harbor unrequited feelings."
Lin Shuangyue's words were like knives; she truly did not wish for Lin Chuxue's deep affection to be met with the cruel reality in the end.
"That young man... his potential is truly terrifying. Are you sure you can keep up with his pace?
Moreover, the world is vast, filled with extraordinary beauties with astonishing talents and powerful backgrounds. How can you compete with them?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Chuxue did not respond but gently tucked a strand of hair blown by the night wind behind her ear.
Pouting her cherry lips and smiling slightly, although her delicate face still bore youthful innocence, she already exuded an enchanting charm.
"No matter how charming he is, no matter how many beauties are infatuated with him, no matter who has shared romantic moments with him in the past, in the end, the one who will accompany him through thick and thin will definitely be me."
Lin Chuxue's tone was calm, her bright eyes shining with a strange light, as if she were stating a fact.
"Sigh..."
Lin Shuangyue fell silent, quietly watching that slender and youthful figure rush into the abyss.
The narrow gap of the Light Barrier slowly closed after Lin Chuxue entered, isolating her from the outside world.
"Little Girl, I hope you come out alive in three months... and I hope that in the future, you will truly be embraced by that young man and cherished with all his heart..."
Lin Shuangyue murmured.
She knew that Lin Chuxue was very stubborn; once she had made up her mind about something, there was no possibility of her giving up.
Her persuasion tonight was merely a final effort. Since it was futile, all she could do was offer her blessings.
...
The next morning.
Lin Qiubai woke up early, patrolling the academy while also working to increase his Fortune value.
[Beep, scanned Spirit-Level Mid-Grade Martial Technique: Eight Desolate Blood Hands. Do you want to pay three hundred Fortune Value to acquire it?]
Lin Qiubai casually filled in the information of a villain and obtained the Spirit-Level Mid-Grade Martial Technique.
"You... come here..."
Lin Qiubai waved his hand.
The disciple, named Liu Huan, walked over with a curious expression upon seeing Lin Qiubai's gesture.
"Young man, do you want to become stronger? Do you want to be respected? Do you want to gain a fortune?"
Lin Qiubai stood with his hands behind his back, looking like a wise hermit.
"Fortune... uh..."
Liu Huan was sweating; he felt no excitement inside and even wanted to laugh. If an elderly man with white hair and a youthful face had asked him if he wanted a fortune, he might have knelt down to accept him as a master on the spot.
But Lin Qiubai was far too young. How could there be any great fortune?! He must be trying to swindle people!
"I don't want a fortune; you can keep it for yourself."
After saying that, Liu Huan left with a look of disdain.
Lin Qiubai: "..."
What kind of people would refuse such an opportunity!
He immediately grabbed another disciple.
This disciple was named Zhao Shi.
Without saying a word, Lin Qiubai roughly stuffed the Spirit-Level Mid-Grade Martial Technique Eight Desolate Blood Hands into Zhao Shi's arms.
"Take this, I grant you an opportunity..."
Lin Qiubai's expression was as if he were throwing away a piece of trash.
"What!"
As Zhao Shi opened the scroll of Martial Arts, his arm trembled violently, and he was taken aback.
"Spirit-Level Mid-Grade Martial Technique, this is actually a Spirit-Level Mid-Grade Martial Technique!"
Zhao Shi's scream attracted a large number of curious disciples.
"It really is a Spirit-Level Mid-Grade Martial Technique. I'm so envious of that guy Zhao Shi."
"This... I just rejected him, and now I regret it so much."
Liu Huan slapped himself on the face, feeling extremely frustrated, wishing he could turn back time.
Generally speaking, most disciples of the sect can only practice low-grade Spirit-level Martial Arts.
Higher-grade Spirit-level Intermediate Martial Arts can only be obtained through experience or by placing in the top ten of the sect's Monthly Competition!
The latter two options are extremely difficult for ordinary disciples like them.
Among all the disciples in the sect's Origin Realm, there are only about forty who can practice Intermediate Spirit-level Martial Arts.
But now, Lin Qiubai casually possesses a book of Intermediate Spirit-level Martial Arts; that's wealth beyond compare!
It's almost terrifying how affluent that is!
"Master Uncle, do you still grant opportunities?!"
"Yes, Master Uncle, do you still grant opportunities?!"
Over a hundred disciples looked at Lin Qiubai with deep respect, their eyes revealing strong desire.
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