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Chapter 353 You got lost too?
As the strongest of the three major sects in Yunmeng Mountain, the strength of the Ancient Sword Sect is beyond doubt.

However, they are, after all, a sword-cultivation sect, and the techniques they practice have extremely high requirements for the disciples' aptitude.

Basically, those with slightly inferior spiritual roots will find it impossible to cultivate the various techniques within their sect.

For this reason, the Ancient Sword Sect has extremely high recruitment thresholds. Even though they frequently open their gates to absorb fresh blood, the sect still has the fewest disciples among the three sects.

Of course, this is nothing to Lin Yu, who has a fire-type celestial spiritual root.

His concern wasn't about lacking aptitude, but rather that if his aptitude was too good, he would attract the attention of the Nascent Soul elders within the sect.

If a Nascent Soul elder were to set his sights on him and insist on taking him as a disciple, Lin Yu, with his temperament, wouldn't mind calling him "Master."

I'm afraid that the so-called Nascent Soul Ancestor won't be able to handle being called "Master" by him...

Three days later, Lin Yu was walking towards the main vein of Yunmeng Mountain, thinking about it with a lot of headaches.

At this moment, his other clone had already returned to his inner universe. In the entire world of Mortal Cultivation, apart from the divine sense entrusted to the silver paper by Han Li, there was only his clone left.

Since the intention is to join a sect, not to challenge it, there is no need to bring along thugs.

Anyway, with his original consciousness present, it's hard to encounter any danger in the lower realm. Even if there's a situation he can't handle, he can always use his ultimate technique—the Great Summoning Technique!
Just then, Lin Yu suddenly stopped, looked up, and gazed at the sky behind him with a hint of surprise, as if he had sensed something happening in the far distance.

After a moment's thought, an idea struck him. He immediately withdrew his gaze, started walking on his own, and continued along the forest path toward the main ridge of Yunmeng Mountain.

Before long, two streaks of light flashed across the sky above his head.

The camera zoomed in, revealing two Nascent Soul cultivators riding on a beam of light.

The person on the right was an old man with fiery red hair and dark skin, while the person on the left was short and had a youthful appearance; he was a barefoot boy with a small braid and a gold ring on his hand.

Without a doubt, these two must be Nascent Soul cultivators belonging to the three sects of Yunmeng.

The reason they were here was because of Lin Yu's previous righteous act.

When the cultivator from Baiqiao Academy rushed back to his sect, the Nascent Soul elders of the three Yunmeng sects were discussing the matter of seats in the Heavenly Dao Alliance.

Upon learning that an unfamiliar Nascent Soul cultivator had appeared near the Yunmeng Mountains, the Nascent Soul ancestors of the three sects dared not delay and immediately selected two Nascent Soul cultivators to go and investigate.

Of course, these two weren't chosen randomly.

Beixiang City is located on the edge of Baiqiaoyuan's territory, and the intelligence was relayed by disciples of Baiqiaoyuan. Therefore, it was natural that someone from Baiqiaoyuan would go to investigate, namely Elder Feng with fiery red hair.

In addition, to guard against the possible presence of Nascent Soul cultivators, it is necessary to ensure sufficient combat strength.

Therefore, accompanying Elder Feng was the Nascent Soul sword cultivator from the Ancient Sword Sect—Fire Dragon Child.

This person accidentally ate a strange fruit when he was young, and his body has remained in a childlike state ever since. But putting aside his appearance, his combat power as a sword cultivator is quite strong, and he has few rivals among cultivators of the same level.

With him and Elder Feng traveling together, they could even put up a fight against cultivators in the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

Now, the two Nascent Soul cultivators have returned from their investigation. Although they did not encounter the mysterious expert who wielded the lightning, they discovered many clues at the site of the lightning strike.

Therefore, both of them looked solemn and preoccupied.

“Brother Feng, if I’m not mistaken, that place struck by lightning contains at least two different types of lightning, each with immense power, definitely a technique of the Nascent Soul level or above!”

“Brother Lan is right, that’s what I think too.”

Elder Feng of Baiqiaoyuan frowned and said with a headache, "Now that the Heavenly Dao Alliance has just been established, there are still gaps between the various sects, and the righteous and demonic paths are eyeing us covetously. The Mulan clan on the grasslands is also restless."

"Amidst this turmoil, a Nascent Soul cultivator has infiltrated the Xi Kingdom."

"If we don't find him, I'm afraid the three sects won't be able to rest easy!"

Fire Dragon Boy nodded, clearly understanding this principle as well.

But the other party is suspected to be a Nascent Soul cultivator, so it's not that easy to find them...

Thinking of this, Fire Dragon Boy couldn't help but sigh, immediately stopped in his tracks, shook his head and said, "No, I won't feel at ease until I find that Nascent Soul old monster."

"How about this, Brother Feng, you go ahead and report back, while I, Lan, will investigate further and arrive shortly!"

Elder Feng was taken aback upon hearing this, then said with a face full of emotion, "Brother Lan is indeed a pillar of our three sects. In that case, how can I fall behind? Let's go together!"

As he spoke, he stopped and hovered beside the Fire Dragon Boy.

The two exchanged a glance, and then fell into an eerie silence.

After a moment, Fire Dragon Boy spoke first, chuckling, "Since Brother Feng has put it that way, how could I, Lan, refuse Brother Feng's kindness?"

"Traveling together is too inefficient; let's split into two groups and act independently!"

"Great idea!" Elder Feng agreed without hesitation.

The two smiled and bowed to each other before transforming into streaks of light and flying off in the northwest and southwest directions, respectively.

Soon, the two streaks of light disappeared into the distance, seemingly having moved far away from the area.

But for some reason, a crimson sunset quietly appeared in the clouds to the northwest, while a faint ray of light turned back to its original position in the southwest.

Two divine senses, both at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, silently descended and quickly collided in the air above the mountains and forests. "..."

After a brief silence and stiffness, the two divine senses quickly withdrew.

A burst of red light, hidden among the clouds, shot out and transformed into an old man with fiery red hair. The same clear light appeared on the other side, revealing a barefoot child with a golden ring.

The two looked at each other, and fell into an eerie silence once again.

After a moment, it was Fire Dragon Boy who spoke first, with a half-smile:
"Brother Feng..."

"Didn't we agree to split up?"

Elder Feng's expression remained unchanged as he sighed and said, "After years of seclusion without leaving the mountain gate, even the place where our three sects of Yunmeng stand is somewhat unfamiliar!"

He paused here, then turned to look at the Fire Dragon Boy opposite him, and said with a smile, "Brother Lan, you must have gotten lost just like me when you circled back here, right?"

Fire Dragon Boy's expression was strange, but he nodded and said, "Indeed!"

Elder Feng tentatively asked, "Then shall we split up again?"

"Still dividing?"

Fire Dragon Boy rolled his eyes and said irritably, "Hey Old Feng, we've known each other for over a hundred years. Under these circumstances, there's no need to keep pretending, is there?"

Of course we have to pretend!

If we don't keep pretending, how can we compete with your Ancient Sword Sect for people?
Elder Feng thought to himself, but his expression remained unchanged.

Just as he was about to continue his charade, he saw the Fire Dragon Child opposite him shift his gaze, looking intently at the 'unaware' child in the forest, and decisively say:

"Let's be frank, the little baby below, my Ancient Sword Sect wants him!"

"..."

Elder Feng's lips twitched slightly.

Immediately afterward, he stopped pretending and simply revealed his true colors: "Brother Lan, if I am not mistaken, that little boy should have a fire-type celestial spiritual root."

"As everyone knows, our Hundred Crafts Academy excels in weapon crafting, and our sect's techniques are best suited for fire-type spiritual roots!"

"Is that so?" Fire Dragon Boy remained noncommittal. "I think his physique is outstanding, and his talent in swordsmanship should be quite good!"

Elder Feng said seriously, "Brother Lan, you've gone too far. Your sect's ultimate technique is the 'Tai Bai Sword Art,' which is most suitable for disciples with a metal spiritual root to cultivate. However, this person only has a fire spiritual root. Even if he joins the Ancient Sword Sect, he will not be able to learn the 'Tai Bai Sword Art.' Why should Brother Lan waste his talent?"

"Who says that the only unique skill of my Ancient Sword Sect is the 'Tai Bai Sword Manual'?"

Fire Dragon Boy retorted, "Brother Feng, you must have forgotten that I, Lan, possess a fire-type spiritual root!"

Elder Feng was speechless for a moment before realizing that the Fire Dragon Child in front of him was a sword cultivator who mainly practiced fire-based techniques.

Seeing that Elder Feng did not respond, Fire Dragon Boy smiled smugly and pressed his advantage, saying, "But your sect has always only recruited disciples from affiliated cultivation families. Aren't you afraid that they will be dissatisfied by bringing back a personal disciple from outside this time?"

Elder Feng's expression remained unchanged as he said, "Others would naturally have such concerns... but this person is different!"

As he spoke, he lowered his head, his gaze burning as he looked at the little boy with rosy lips and white teeth in the woods:
"At such a young age, he already has the cultivation level of the tenth level of Qi Refining."

"In addition to his fire-type celestial spiritual root and his special physique whose true nature is still unknown, those snobbish cultivation families are too busy currying favor with him to dare to harbor any dissatisfaction."

Hearing the scheming and bickering between the two, Lin Yu below felt a surge of amusement.

His previous performance in controlling heavenly lightning was indeed astonishing, but in terms of destructive power, he was only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

The three sects of Yunmeng are quite powerful, with at least double-digit number of Nascent Soul stage elders. How could they really be so wary of a thunder cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage?

The reason he acted this way was simply because he had discovered Lin Yu's talent and wanted to deceive him first, then reveal himself and take Lin Yu back to his sect!

Otherwise, given the vastness of the Yunmeng Mountains, how could two Nascent Soul cultivators have happened to fly over Lin Yu by such a coincidence?
Fire Dragon Boy's face darkened: "So there's no room for negotiation?"

Elder Feng, abandoning his previous smooth manner, said rather forcefully, "The Ancient Sword Sect is the head of the three sects. If it were a different Heavenly Spiritual Root, I would definitely give way to Brother Yu Lan."

"But this fire-type celestial spiritual root is indeed perfectly suited to my Hundred Crafts Academy."

"Even if Brother Lan gets angry, I will still have to bite the bullet and fight for it!"

"Very well!" The Fire Dragon Child laughed instead of getting angry, immediately waving his hand and releasing streaks of sword threads, then snorted and said, "Then let's see who's the real deal?"

"..."

Elder Feng's face stiffened, then he chuckled dryly, "Brother Lan, you jest..."

After a moment's thought, he said in a slightly conciliatory tone, "After all, he is a rare genius. Before we compete for him, why don't we ask for his opinion first?"

Upon hearing this, the Fire Dragon Boy was taken aback. After pondering for a moment, he dispersed the sword threads and confidently said:

"Alright, then let's ask for his opinion!"

He refused to believe that a child of such a young age could resist the temptation of a sword cultivator.
(End of this chapter)