After my Daoist partners broke off their engagement, they pledged their loyalty to me!

A silver-white flying boat cuts through the sky, traversing countless mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas.

It eventually hovered in the northern part of the Eastern Xuan Domain, above the inner gate plaza of the Misty Holy Land.

The boat's hull is covered in flowing, spiritual patterns.

It reflects a dazzling light under the setting sun.

Almost the instant the airship appeared.

"clang!"

"Clang! Clang!!!"

The majestic and far-reaching tolling of the bells echoed from the depths of the sacred site.

The bell tolled nine times, its sound echoing across the seventy-two peaks of the sacred land.

This is a ceremonial bell to welcome the triumphant disciples who participated in the Genius Battle.

"Quick! The bell is ringing!"

"The senior students who participated in the Genius Battle are back!"

"Go check it out!"

Throughout the sacred land, regardless of whether they were inner or outer disciples, countless people stopped cultivating and rushed out of their caves and pavilions.

Crowds surged toward the central square like a tidal wave.

Streaks of light rose from each peak, as the elders who had been in seclusion were awakened by the sound of the bell and emerged from their seclusion.

"How did it go this time?"

"I wonder if anyone's broken a record or something..."

"Shh, wait for the Grand Elder to announce!"

"I hope my senior brothers and sisters will enhance the prestige of our Misty Holy Land."

The square was already packed with people, a sea of ​​black.

Everyone looked up at the silver-white flying boat, their eyes filled with anticipation and curiosity.

The flying boat slowly descended, and the spiritual light subsided.

The flying boat started, and Elder Xuan Yang was the first to step out.

Behind him, Jiang Lin, Huangfu Yuning, Lin Wuyai, Chen Ge, Ling Hong and others walked out one after another.

Following them were inner sect elites such as Li Qingyuan, Zeng Muxue, and Xu Hongxi.

Finally, there were the remaining disciples who participated in the Genius Battle.

"Welcome back, Grand Elder! Welcome back, fellow disciples!"

A thunderous roar of cheers erupted in the square.

Elder Xuan Yang smiled and raised his hand in a gesture of pressing down.

The cheers gradually subsided.

His gaze swept across the entire room, and he slowly spoke, his voice, amplified by spiritual energy, resonating throughout every corner:

"In this Eastern Xuan Relics Genius Battle, the disciples of my Misty Holy Land performed exceptionally well and achieved remarkable results."

"especially……"

He paused, his gaze falling on Jiang Lin beside him.

"Jiang Lin has topped the leaderboard with 78,427 points!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire room fell into a deathly silence.

Seventy-eight thousand...four hundred and twenty-seven?

This number came as a shock.

It exploded in everyone's mind.

"How much...?"

"Seventy thousand... eight thousand?"

"My goodness! Last year's top scorer only made a little over 30,000!"

"How is this possible?"

"How many people did he rob by himself?"

Exclamations and gasps of surprise.

An unbelievable murmur suddenly erupted!

Countless gazes instantly focused on Jiang Lin.

Jiang Lin stood calmly, his expression indifferent.

"quiet."

Elder Xuan Yang's voice rose again, drowning out the noise.

"This result breaks the all-time record for points in the Dongxuan Relics Genius Battle."

"For my ethereal sacred land, it has won unparalleled glory."

He looked at Jiang Lin, his eyes filled with satisfaction:

"According to His Majesty's previous decision, the one who performs best in the Genius Battle will, from today onwards..."

"Jiang Lin, the new Holy Son of my Misty Holy Land!"

"Enjoying all the authority of the Holy Son, with a status equal to that of an elder!"

Elder Xuan Yang's tone was firm and powerful.

Wow!

The square erupted in cheers once again!

Holy Son!

The Misty Holy Land has maintained a structure of two holy maidens and two holy sons for a long time.

Today, things have finally changed.

The third Holy Son after Lin Wuyai and Chen Ge!

And in such an indisputable way!

Countless disciples were so excited that their faces turned red, and their gazes toward Jiang Lin were filled with fervor and worship.

This is truly a chosen one of heaven!

He is a leader who can lead the Misty Holy Land to glory!

On the elders' platform, the elders had different expressions.

The Second Elder, Xuan Hai, stroked his beard without speaking, his eyes gleaming with a sharp light.

The Third Elder, Xuan Shuang, narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, her gaze towards Jiang Lin filled with inquiry.

The other elders whispered amongst themselves, expressing their amazement.

"Seventy-eight thousand points... How did this kid manage to do that?"

"This record is unlikely to be broken for many years to come, and no one will have the opportunity to break it."

"Yes, that's right. I've heard that Teng Feng and Jiang Lin have a good relationship. We can ask that old man Teng Feng what's going on with Jiang Lin."

"The position of the Holy Son is truly deserved."

"Yes, you can move around more."

The elders were also whispering.

The same is true for the disciples.

The murmurs of discussion never ceased.

"Senior Brother Jiang Lin... no, His Highness the Holy Son is too strong!"

"From this day forward, Jiang Lin, the Holy Son, will be my role model!"

A frenzied atmosphere spread across the square.

However, not everyone was convinced.

For example, those inner disciples who supported Nie Hong in participating in the Genius Battle more than a year ago.

They naturally couldn't stand seeing Jiang Lin so popular.

In their opinion, if Senior Brother Nie Hong had also participated in the Genius Battle a year ago, he would definitely have stolen the limelight from Jiang Lin.

Everything Jiang Lin has now belongs to Senior Brother Nie Hong.

"Hmph, it's just that I was a bit lucky."

At the edge of the crowd, several inner disciples whispered among themselves.

They were all supporters of Nie Hong.

"If Senior Brother Nie Hong were to participate, he might very well achieve even better results."

"Senior Brother Nie Hong reached the peak of the Profound Realm a year ago, and is currently in seclusion to break through to the Divine Power Realm. Once he breaks through, the gap between Jiang Lin and Senior Brother Nie Hong will be quite large."

"The difference between the Divine Power Realm and the Profound Understanding Realm is like heaven and earth!"

The people spoke in low voices.

But it couldn't escape the ears of those around them.

This immediately drew many disdainful glances.

"Senior Brother Nie Hong is strong, but Saint Son Jiang Lin's battle record speaks for itself."

"Seventy-eight thousand points, why don't you let Senior Brother Nie Hong give it a try?"

"Exactly, they're definitely at the top of the leaderboard!"

The argument gradually grew louder.

There are those who support Jiang Lin and those who support Nie Hong.

The two sides started arguing.

Just then.

"Get out of the way."

A calm voice rang out.

The crowd automatically parted to form a passage.

A tall, slender figure walked slowly towards them.

The newcomer was dressed in white, with a handsome face, sharp eyebrows, and bright eyes.

His posture was as upright as a pine tree, and his aura was restrained, yet he naturally exuded a special kind of demeanor.

This person is none other than Nie Hong!

"Senior Brother Nie Hong!"

"It really is Senior Brother Nie Hong!"

"He actually came out of seclusion too!"

Exclamations erupted from all sides.

Everyone noticed that there was a faint aura of law flowing around Nie Hong, which he did on purpose.

That's... the mark of the Divine Power Realm!

"Senior Brother Nie Hong has broken through to the Divine Power Realm!"

"As expected of the number one disciple in the inner sect!"

"This is going to be interesting..."

The disciples who supported Nie Hong were immediately invigorated.

Nie Hong remained calm, his gaze passing through the crowd and landing on Jiang Lin in the center.

He walked slowly forward and stopped about ten feet in front of Jiang Lin.

Eyes facing each other.

"Junior Brother Jiang Lin."

Nie Hong spoke, his voice calm: "Congratulations on topping the points leaderboard and being named a Holy Son."

"Senior Brother Nie Hong." Jiang Lin nodded slightly.

Both spoke in a calm tone, but everyone felt an invisible pressure permeating the air.

From the depths of Nie Hong's eyes, a wisp of spiritual thought silently emerged, like a delicate thread, drifting towards Jiang Lin.

He wanted to test the waters.

Let's see just how capable Jiang Lin really is.

If he is strong enough, he will not fight for the position of Holy Son for the time being.

If Jiang Lin's strength doesn't earn his approval...

Then Nie Hong might have to fight for the position of Holy Son!

Nie Hong's spiritual sense reached three feet in front of Jiang Lin.

Jiang Lin calmly raised his eyes.

A flash of purple lightning silently passed through his eyes.

"laugh!"

Nie Hong's wisp of spiritual thought was instantly annihilated as if it had crashed into an invisible barrier, and Nie Hong's body trembled almost imperceptibly.

A look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

His spiritual thoughts...

How could he be annihilated by a single glance from the other party?

Although it was just a casual test, he had already reached the Divine Power Realm!

Jiang Lin, however, is clearly still only at the Profound Realm!

The ability to penetrate the mystical and sever the supernatural, the power of spiritual thought?

This is unheard of!

Nie Hong's heart was filled with turmoil.

He finally understood why the Grand Elder of Xuan Yang had so decisively conferred the title of Holy Son.

This young man's strength is unfathomable!

In a flash, Nie Hong's mind raced.

Should we continue testing the waters? Or...?

He gave Jiang Lin a deep look, then suddenly chuckled:

"The Holy Son's strength is indeed well-deserved."

Nie Hong admires him.

He clasped his hands in a fist salute, lowering his posture somewhat.

As far as Nie Hong was concerned, Jiang Lin's strength made him unsure if he could take him down immediately, so there was no need to force the issue.

Upon hearing this, those who supported Nie Hong exchanged bewildered glances.

Senior Brother Nie Hong...gave in?

They had expected a fierce battle.

But I didn't expect...

Jiang Lin remained expressionless: "Senior Brother Nie Hong, you flatter me."

"As fellow disciples of the Holy Land, we should naturally support each other."

After he finished speaking, Jiang Lin exuded an aura of power.

Its imposing power reached the heavens, directly threatening Nie Hong.

Nie Hong narrowed his eyes, a chill ran through him, and he said no more, stepping aside.

This unspoken confrontation ended with his voluntary retreat, leaving the atmosphere in the square delicate.

Everyone could see that Nie Hong had chosen to temporarily avoid confrontation with Jiang Lin.

This means that from now on, apart from a few other holy sons and daughters, the younger generation of the Misty Holy Land... will all revere Jiang Lin!

Elder Xuan Yang took in everything, a look of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

He coughed lightly and said loudly:

"All disciples who participate in the Genius Battle and return safely will be rewarded."

"Each person will be given two bottles of fifth-grade cultivation pills and ten thousand mid-grade spirit stones!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a wave of envious exclamations swept through the audience.

Fifth-grade spirit pill! Ten thousand mid-grade spirit stones!

This reward is truly generous!

The disciples who participated in the Genius Battle were overjoyed and bowed in unison, saying, "Thank you, Elder!"

With a flick of his sleeve, Elder Xuan Yang unleashed countless streams of light.

It was precisely delivered to each disciple.

When it was Jiang's turn, the place was empty.

Everyone was taken aback.

"Elder, the Holy Son's reward..."

One of the disciples couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

Elder Xuan Yang stroked his beard and smiled, giving Jiang Lin a meaningful look: "Jiang Lin's reward will be personally distributed by His Majesty the Holy Lord."

Did the Holy Lord personally distribute them?

The entire audience erupted in uproar.

Countless envious, jealous, and shocked gazes were cast upon Jiang Lin.

The Holy Lord himself bestowed it upon me...

What an honor!

The Misty Holy Land has been established for thousands of years, and the number of disciples who have been personally bestowed by the Holy Lord is extremely limited!

Each of them later became a powerful figure who commanded respect in their respective regions!

Just as everyone's hearts were surging with excitement.

Suddenly, peach blossoms began to fall from the sky.

Each peach blossom, glistening like jade, exudes a refreshing fragrance.

Amidst the fluttering peach blossoms, a clear, ethereal female voice, seemingly descending from the heavens, softly rang out: "Jiang Lin."

"Come to Peach Blossom Peak."

The sound wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

Like a spring breeze caressing the heart, it brings peace and tranquility.

The Holy Lord summons you!

The Holy Lord of Peach Blossoms personally summoned the new Holy Son!

Jiang Lin looked up at the mountain peak deep within the sacred land, where peach blossoms bloom year-round.

Thinking of the Holy Lord who possessed ten thousand points of chaotic energy, I felt a rare surge of excitement.

He straightened his robes, bowed deeply towards the source of the voice, and said, "Disciple Jiang Lin obeys."

After the ceremony, he turned around and nodded slightly to Elder Xuan Yang and the other elders.

He then nodded to Huangfu Yuning, Gu Lanxing, and the others.

Finally, he took a step towards the depths of the sacred land, towards Peach Blossom Peak, which symbolized supreme authority.

Step out.

A burst of lightning-like spiritual energy crackled and formed a long spear, which appeared beneath his feet.

The thunderous spear shot skyward, and the crowd instinctively parted.

Countless eyes followed his retreating figure.

Awe, worship, envy, jealousy...

A web of emotions.

Everyone understands that from this day forward...

The sky over the ethereal sacred land has changed.

The curtain of a new era has been drawn back by this young man in black, and peach blossoms are falling, covering his shoulders.

It was as if he were crowned.

Soon, we arrived at Peach Blossom Peak!