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Chapter 36 Lin Long's Path

Lin Zhao won the final match without any doubt.

With 20 points secured, becoming one of the three teams to advance is a certainty.

The results for the other four groups also came out quickly.

Except for the fourth group's tiebreaker match which went on until evening, the other top ten players have already gone to draw their match numbers.

Before Lin Zhao could even check his number, a gasp of surprise rang out from the other end.

Looking at his number for the first match of the third round, Lin Long smiled and said, "I would like to ask Young Master Lin Yuan for some guidance."

Lin Yuan looked at the result, his veins bulging on the back of his hand. He then glanced meaningfully at Lin Zhao and Lin Mang, and after calming down, he said to Lin Long with a forced smile, "Brother Long, you flatter me."

Lin Zhao was speechless after that look from him.

Noticing the gaze as well, Lin Ya, who had recovered slightly, walked to her side and said, "Lin Yuan seems to think that you and the family head rigged the lottery."

Lin Zhao met Lin Yuan's sinister gaze indifferently and said coldly, "If you have a guilty conscience, everyone you see will appear to be a ghost."

Lin Ya sighed.

Lin Ya was helpless about her cousin Lin Yuan's narrow-mindedness, which is why she did not want Lin Yuan to become the true head of the Lin family in the next generation.

After the four tiebreaker matches were completed, Lin Zhao's draw results were also announced.

Her opponent was a Foundation Establishment Stage 10 Great Perfection cultivator from Group Two.

That person who had achieved Great Perfection was also a practitioner of individual cultivation. Upon seeing this result, he slapped his forehead and exclaimed, "How tragic!"

As a fellow body cultivator, he could withstand at most three moves from Lin Ya. Facing Lin Zhao, a tyrannical woman who could physically overpower Lin Ya, he didn't think he could withstand three moves with his body intact.

But to reach the Great Perfection at such a young age, he must have an extraordinary temperament. He cupped his hands in a salute to Lin Zhao and said, "I hope you will show mercy when the time comes, young master."

Lin Zhao smiled and immediately returned the greeting. "Cousin, you are too modest."

Seeing this, Lin Yuan snorted and turned away.

Lin Zhao looked thoughtfully at Lin Yuan's back, feeling somewhat uneasy. If Lin Yuan could use so many tricks against him, he would probably be even more unscrupulous towards Lin Long.

So she found Lin Long and took out a pill from her spatial ring.

"Although I may be overthinking some things, you might need this Cleansing Pill for tomorrow's battle."

The Qingling Pill is a third-grade medicine that can cure all poisons. Lin Zhao bought three of them when he left the Imperial Capital Auction House.

Although her grandmother was skilled in alchemy, Lin Zhao did not intend to trouble her unless it was a special occasion.

Although Lin Long thought he didn't need the Qingling Pill, when he met Lin Zhao's bright, clear, and moist eyes, his wheat-colored face instantly turned red. It felt like a million bees were buzzing around in his mind, making it difficult for him to even speak clearly, let alone refuse.

When he came to his senses, he found himself holding a high-quality Grade 3 Qingling Pill, and the faint fragrance of the girl still lingered around his nose.

"What a loser, Lin Long." He rubbed his fairly handsome face, sighed, and carefully put away the Qingling Pill.

Lin Zhao returned to the courtyard, stabilizing his cultivation while looking inward at his inner palace. He gazed at the swan-like sword light within and exhaled softly.

Hopefully, I'm overthinking it; Lin Yuan wouldn't be so heartless as to harm his own kind.

If he dares, she'll risk losing her position as the young master to cripple him!

The next day, the sky was bright.

Lin Zhao's competition was after Lin Yuan's.

Lin Yuan, who had just stepped onto the platform, bowed to Lin Long and said with a smile, "Please enlighten me."

After returning the greeting, Lin Long didn't say much. Instantly, he exuded a powerful aura, holding a large sword in his hand and slashing horizontally at Lin Yuan.

The broadsword flashed in the wind, carrying the scent of blood.

Lin Yuan smiled contemptuously, tapped his feet on the ground, and instantly retreated dozens of meters. Faint black spiritual energy emanated from his body, transforming into the shape of a python.

The black python opened its blood-red maw, its dark red eyes gleaming with ferocity. Fifth-grade spiritual skill, Netherworld Python.

This is essentially the same as Lin Ya's Earth Dragon Binding yesterday, but Lin Yuan's Netherworld Python is different. The Seventh Elder specially asked someone to find a trace of the real Netherworld Python soul to fuse into it, so the spiritual energy he summons also has some of the Netherworld Python's own innate abilities.

Spiritual skill functionality; in other words, this is an ability that only seventh-grade spiritual skills possess.

However, the Netherworld Python is still a fifth-grade spiritual skill, so activating the Netherworld Python's innate skill would have a significant impact on Lin Yuan himself.

The will of the activated remnant soul of the Nether Serpent might directly devour his own consciousness.

Lin Zhao frowned when he saw the Netherworld Python-related methods again.

Because on Lin Yuan's Netherworld Python, she felt unease and a sense of familiarity.

The aura of this Netherworld Python and Ning Wengui's python venom is quite similar.

She didn't notice that after seeing the Netherworld Python summoned by Lin Yuan, a dark glint flashed in Lin Mang's eyes.

Upon seeing the Netherworld Serpent, Lin Long neither dodged nor avoided it. Instead, he roared and unleashed a punch filled with dense, silvery-white spiritual energy.

With a few punches, the silvery-white spiritual energy gathered into a small silvery-white dragon.

Compared to the Netherworld Python, this little dragon was extremely small, but when the Netherworld Python came into contact with it, it seemed to have seen something terrifying. It flicked its tail and fled in panic.

Before Lin Zhao could even breathe a sigh of relief, he saw Lin Yuan's lips curl into a strange smile.

Before Lin Yuan could even think about why he could still laugh, he saw the Netherworld Python had already reached Lin Long while dodging and weaving.

Lin Long unleashed a punch, and the Netherworld Serpent vanished into countless wisps of mist under its power.

After a fifth-grade spiritual skill summoned a spiritual energy form, it merely dodged and fled before being shattered by a single punch.
This is simply unheard of!

Not only Lin Zhao realized something was wrong, but the others also sensed something strange.

In the previous battle, Lin Yuan had also used the Netherworld Serpent. Although the summoned serpent was not as powerful as a true Foundation Establishment Grand Perfection Serpent, it was not this weak either.

As the person involved, Lin Long felt even more uneasy than others, but with the battle about to break out, he didn't think too much and raised his broadsword to fight Lin Yuan, who was coming at him with his sword.

Although both were at the twelfth level of the Foundation Establishment stage, Lin Long's aura fluctuated greatly, clearly indicating that he had already touched the barrier of the Enlightenment stage, making him much stronger than Lin Yuan.

Therefore, Lin Yuan was still at a disadvantage in a direct confrontation.

After being slashed back seven steps by Lin Long, Lin Yuan wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, and a triumphant smile appeared on his slightly effeminate face, which was almost undisguised.

"Lin Long, you're strong, but who told you to go against me? Die!"

After saying that, he unleashed a burst of spiritual mist from his hand and flung it toward Lin Long.

As the mist entered his nostrils, Lin Long's face instantly turned bluish-purple, and his spiritual energy diminished sharply.

"That's Netherworld Poison Mist?!" Lin Mang exclaimed in disbelief.

Knowing what had happened to Lin Mang's eldest son back then, the Lin family's eldest elder slammed his fist on the table in anger: "How could such a thing appear in the Lin family?!"

The Seventh Elder seemed not to understand why the two were reacting so strongly, and said, "The Netherworld Poison Mist is the method of the Netherworld Spirit Python. Doesn't the Grand Competition allow all means of combat?"

The Fourth Elder gave him a cold look.

"Such poison techniques have been explicitly forbidden by the family from being used on fellow disciples."

The Seventh Elder remained unfazed: "The victor is king, the loser is villain; it all depends on one's methods. The fact that he fell for it shows that he is not strong enough."

The other elders and Lin Mang had different expressions, but they each had their own plans, though they didn't want to say them out loud.

For the Lin family, the Netherworld Poison Mist is not an incurable poison. It is not worth offending the Seventh Elder and Lin Yuan, the most promising direct descendant of the younger generation of the Lin family, for this reason.

Ultimately, it all comes down to ability.

Furthermore, the main lineage of Lin Mang is so depleted that the Seventh Elder is able to protect his grandson with such impunity.

(End of this chapter)