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Chapter 151: Lin Feng's Rise
Lin Feng thought that whether it was a cauldron or a sword, they were merely expressions. Dao Intent resided in the heart, tracing back to the source. With Dao Intent, understanding swordsmanship and drawing the sword would manifest as Sword Intent. Understanding Ding Technique and using the cauldron would manifest as Ding Intent.
This posed a contradictory and complex question.
It was not that one first attained Dao Intent and then understood swordsmanship, leading to Sword Intent when drawing the sword. Rather, one must first comprehend swordsmanship, accumulate personal cultivation, insights, Divine Consciousness, and so forth before attaining Dao Intent. Only after this could drawing the sword truly embody Sword Intent.
Thus, if Lin Feng's cultivated Destiny Artifact were a knife, he would be unable to unleash Sword Intent. Although he possessed Dao Intent, his knife skills were not refined.
However, this did not hinder Lin Feng from using the cauldron to display Ding Intent.
For the cauldron encompassed all laws and existed within a single mind.
All these insights had never been taught to Lin Feng by anyone. They were all derived from his own understanding. It was precisely such self-derived insights that were deeper, clearer, and more powerful.
Jiang Rufeng looked at Lin Feng and said, "I still have a Bud that has yet to be unleashed. However, this Bud is different from others; it is transformed from Blazing Fire."
During this outing, the Fire Master had captured a wisp of Blazing Fire as a gift. Now it had been integrated into the phenomenon, transforming into the Bud of the Red Peony.
"Therefore, this flower is not merely an ordinary phenomenon; it carries the power of a magical artifact. Its might is comparable to a strike infused with Ninth-Grade Treasure. Brother Lin, will you still not summon your Destiny Artifact?" Jiang Rufeng added.
Lin Feng's cauldron could not be summoned. An Imperial Artifact-level treasure would attract Sovereign-level figures from various sects if it appeared in the world.
"Brother Jiang, feel free to make your move; I will meet you with my phenomenon," Lin Feng replied.
"Alright."
Jiang Rufeng continued to operate the technique, beads of sweat the size of soybeans rolling down his face, pushing himself to the limit. Then he forcefully threw out the Red Peony Bud.
Afterward, Jiang Rufeng seemed to stagger back, as if completely drained. His face was pale, his Vital Energy depleted, leaving him utterly weak.
The elder of the Fire Departure Sect watched the surroundings with keen vigilance. At this moment, Jiang Rufeng was in his most vulnerable state. If anyone were to take advantage of this opportunity, his life would be at stake.
The outcome of this battle depended on whether Lin Feng could withstand the might of the Red Peony Bud.
Lin Feng quietly observed as the Blazing Fire transformed into the Red Peony Bud, a wave of destructive energy rushing toward him, sending chills down his spine.
"This Blazing Fire is indeed powerful."
What Jiang Rufeng had obtained was merely a fragment of the Blazing Fire. If he had access to its full power, it would possess devastating capabilities.
With both hands forming seals, Lin Feng summoned the Desert Mirage before him, creating a wall reminiscent of a desert fortress. The cauldron-shaped Lone Smoke enveloped his entire body.
Jiang Rufeng's final strike was all or nothing; if he could hold on, victory would be his.
Thunderous Roar...
The Red Peony Bud collided with the Desert Mirage, resulting in a violent explosion. An unprecedented force rippled outward like waves, crashing against the walls of the Refined Iron Arena and instantly activating its defensive array.
The Array Formation inscribed on the refined iron glowed brilliantly, emanating Divine Radiance. These Divine Radiances intertwined and ultimately formed a massive net that covered the entire Arena.
The dispersing shockwaves repeatedly slammed against the Arena's defensive array, causing its light to flicker and producing continuous thunderous sounds.
Blazing Fire transformed Red Peony Bud finally tore through Desert Mirage. It then crashed heavily into the light surrounding Lin Feng's cauldron.
Boom...
The most intense vibrations and the most piercing roar erupted. An unprecedented wave of energy spread out, crashing against the Arena's defensive array like a tidal wave. The spectacle was astonishing.
“The Fire Departure Sect phenomenon, combined with the might of Blazing Fire. This could be the ultimate power of a Fate Realization cultivator.”
“I wonder if Solitary Moon City’s Lin Feng can withstand it.”
“Unless he invokes a magical artifact for support, even if his physical body is formidable, he won’t be able to resist.”
Magenta listened quietly to the discussions, feeling incredibly tense as she asked, “Sister Miao, can the young master hold on?”
Lin Miaomiao wore a serious expression and did not answer; she didn’t know the answer either. If it were her, she certainly wouldn’t be able to defend against it. However, she could strike back with her strongest attack, thus negating the need for defense.
Yet Lin Feng’s cultivation was his weak point; defense was his strength. This kind of battle suited Lin Feng’s character and aligned with his own traits.
Lin Miaomiao thought to herself, “Lin Feng, you must hold on!”
Within the light of the cauldron, Lin Feng watched as the destructive Red Peony Bud gradually crushed his manifestation. The power of Blazing Fire was too overwhelming; if it struck his physical body directly, Lin Feng felt it would be hard to bear. Even if he didn’t die, he might end up unconscious. That would mean conceding in this match.
“Concentrate.”
This time, Lin Feng held nothing back and unleashed all the power of his perfected Metallic Spiritual Root.
The Earth-colored Cauldron on him suddenly shone brightly, resembling a liquid gold in substance. Under the sunlight, it dazzled and was almost blinding.
From a distance in the stands, Cold Rain quietly watched all the battles in the Arena. At this moment, she couldn't help but be drawn to Lin Feng. She looked at him and murmured, "In this world, there are still people practicing ancient methods. Moreover, he has perfected it on a Metallic Spiritual Root. Where did Lin Feng obtain such a rare treasure as the Golden Spirit Seed?"
The solid golden cauldron significantly enhanced his defenses, directly blocking the assault from the Red Peony Bud. For the first time, the Red Peony Bud halted its advance.
The golden cauldron and the Red Peony Bud seemed to be at a stalemate, but in reality, they unleashed an unprecedented mutual clash of attacks. Waves of immense power surged and crashed against the defenses of the Refined Iron Arena, causing countless flashes of gold and fire within.
"I can't see anything."
"Neither can I."
Under the collision of the two immense powers, golden light and red light enveloped the entire Arena. Even peak Fate Realization cultivators found it impossible to see the battle inside. To gain clarity, they would need to fully unleash their cultivation.
Finally, after a moment that felt like an eternity, the most violent clash continued for a while longer. After that time passed, both the golden light and firelight vanished. Only Lin Feng and Jiang Rufeng stood quietly in the Arena.
Jiang Rufeng had blood at the corners of his mouth, his face pale as he coughed uncontrollably, clearly suffering from severe internal injuries. Lin Feng fared even worse; his clothes were tattered, his hair disheveled, and he bore countless wounds on his body.
"Who won?"
"It looks like Jiang Rufeng."
"I think it's also Jiang Rufeng. Lin Feng from Solitary Moon City didn't show any defensive treasures; logically speaking, he shouldn't be able to withstand it."
Amidst the discussions of the crowd, the Elder Steward of Qingyun Sect appeared and announced loudly, "Lin Feng from Solitary Moon City advances."
"What? Lin Feng won?"
"Lin Feng is definitely the biggest dark horse of this Jiuzhou Gathering Conference."
Lin Feng's victory inspired those cultivators below the peak of Fate in the Foundation. Who said that only those with high Foundations are impressive? Lin Feng proved otherwise.
As the afternoon matches concluded, only eight disciples advanced to the next round.
From Solitary Moon City, Lin Feng and Lin Miaomiao both made it through. The other six were He Rongsheng from Azure Cloud Sect, Meng Han the Evil Cultivator, Fire Ling'er from Raging Fire Cult, Wutashan the First Barbarian Disciple, Guo Tie from Divine General Manor, and Zhang Shou from Void Daoist Temple.
This Jiuzhou Gathering Conference saw the unprecedented emergence of two dark horses. Meng Han, under the alias Han Chan, a disciple of the Nameless Stone Tablet and a loose cultivator, became the second dark horse after Lin Feng.
Throughout Gaojing, discussions about Lin Feng were the most fervent.
With mid-stage Fate Realization cultivation, the nameless disciple broke into the top ten of the Jiuzhou Gathering Conference. This was an unprecedented achievement for the conference.
Lin Feng created a miracle.
The name Lin Feng spread throughout Gaojing, overshadowing Lin Miaomiao, who had been in the spotlight just days before.
Lin Miaomiao joked, "Lin Feng, you've truly become famous. Now I don't need to hide anymore; it seems you’re the one who needs to lay low."
In all the betting houses in Gaojing, Lin Feng's name appeared most frequently. The odds were highest for him. Rumors began circulating that this dark horse would continue to advance and ultimately claim first place in the Martial Examination, becoming the first mid-stage Fate Realization cultivator to top all three rankings in Jiuzhou Gathering Conference history.
More people started visiting Lin Feng, and business at the noodle shop boomed. Especially those cultivators below peak Fate Realization regarded Lin Feng as their idol, feeling that he represented their frustrations. Who among them could compete with peak Foundation cultivators at the Jiuzhou Gathering Conference?
Then, at the Lanzhou Noodle House, it was a delightful surprise to find that the noodles were made by an idol.
Due to the overwhelming popularity of the noodle shop, Lin Feng was exhausted, having turned into a complete noodle-making machine. His goal wasn't to make money; he had even considered shutting down the shop altogether. However, Lin Miaomiao and Magenta disagreed. After all, this was their hard work, filled with countless memories.
Tu Yu even suggested that Lin Feng hire more staff and buy out the neighboring shop to create the largest noodle establishment in Gaojing, raising the price of every bowl of noodles.
In the end, Lin Feng and Lin Miaomiao discussed it and decided that the noodle shop would continue operating but would only sell fifty bowls of noodles each day before closing.
However, customers kept pouring in, eager for a seat, and there were even instances of fights breaking out over seating.
Lin Feng had no choice but to start issuing number tickets. Everyone had to line up outside the noodle house to get a number before entering to eat.
Antang entered the noodle house and saw that every seat was taken. He shouted, "Boss, give me a bowl of beef noodles!"
"Do you have a number ticket?" Magenta asked without looking up from her busy work.
"No."
"Go outside and line up for a number ticket, then wait your turn. If you have an urgent matter to attend to, leave your contact information, and we will notify you as soon as it's your turn," Magenta replied expertly, still not lifting her head.
Antang had nothing to say and walked straight into the kitchen. He looked at the busy Lin Feng and said, "Boss, you're really popular now. I have to wait in line just for a bowl of noodles. No line, no food."
Lin Feng looked up and saw it was Antang. He immediately stopped what he was doing and said, "Senior, it's an honor to have you here. Please wait a moment; I'll arrange it for you right away."
"But there are no seats here," Antang said.
Lin Feng stepped outside and indeed found no available seats. As soon as one person left, another immediately took their place. Lin Feng smiled wryly and said, "It seems we need to establish a private VIP room."
"What is a VIP room?" Antang asked, puzzled.
"It's a separate room specifically for hosting esteemed guests like you."
"Good idea. I won't have the noodles today. When I come next time, I hope your VIP room will be ready."
"Don't worry, senior. It will be arranged today. You can come tomorrow," Lin Feng promised, then personally saw Antang off. (To be continued...)
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