Martial Universe: Inherit the Future, Quickly Become a Martial Ancestor!

Chapter 135 Junior Lin Dong is willing to join the Dao Sect!

The Water Department leader was deathly pale and trembling, but he knew begging for mercy was useless. He gritted his teeth and suddenly burst into a tirade: "Lan He! Who do you think you are! You're just a mere Life Profound Realm cultivator! The Yuan Sect will crush the Dao Sect sooner or later and tear you to pieces! How long do you think you can be so arrogant—"

Before the words were even finished, the sword flashed.

That sword was incredibly fast, as if it had traversed space and struck him directly.

The water department head's voice abruptly stopped. He looked down at the sword wound running through his chest, his eyes filled with disbelief. He opened his mouth, as if to say something, but no sound came out.

boom!

His physical body exploded with a deafening roar, and his primordial spirit, along with his body, transformed into a cloud of blood mist that dissipated into the heavens and earth.

Both body and soul perished.

Lan He sheathed his sword, his expression calm, as if he had merely swatted a noisy fly.

Immediately, he waved his sleeve. The Qiankun bags left behind by the head of the Yuanmen Water Department and the eleven Shengxuan Realm experts from the Western Xuan Region flew to his front and hovered silently.

He glanced at everyone and smiled slightly: "I'm the one who put in the main effort this time, so I'll take the lion's share of these Qiankun bags. No objections, everyone?"

The crowd looked at each other, and no one responded for a moment.

Old Man Wan of the Wan Kui Sect was the first to react, waving his hands repeatedly with a broad smile: "No objection, no objection! Young Master Lan's divine might is unparalleled, it's only right!"

He smiled obsequiously, but inwardly he was groaning. He had been impulsive and made things difficult for this kid in public before. Although it wasn't a big deal, who knew if this troublemaker would hold a grudge? He'd better make a statement now to avoid being remembered.

At the same time, he secretly made up his mind: when he got back, he had to tell the sect that they must not offend this Lan He!

As for the disciples of the Myriad Puppet Dynasty who died in the Hundred Dynasties War—so what if they died? We can just train another batch.

To go up against such a menacing star is just courting death, isn't it?

When the others saw that Old Man Wan had spoken, they all nodded in agreement.

Wu Dao smiled without speaking, Qing Xuanzi stroked his beard and nodded, a hint of approval flashed in the eyes of the beautiful woman from the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace, and the elder from the Primordial Palace grinned, "Of course, of course!"

Seeing this, Lan He didn't stand on ceremony. With a flick of his sleeve, he collected all the Qiankun bags.

Meanwhile, on the battlefield atop Baichao Mountain.

Lin Dong unleashed a claw, its terrifying power slamming Cao Yu, who had lost the blessing of the Heaven-Sealing Array Diagram, directly onto the boulder, killing him instantly. He exhaled, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings. The henchmen of the Western Xuan Region had been largely eliminated, and the situation was settled.

Not far away, a tall woman in a black robe slashed down with her sword, completely killing the heavily injured Nirvana Realm peak elder.

The sword flashed sharply, and the movements were clean and swift.

Lan Ying and the others all breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately, Lan Ying stepped forward, clasped her hands in a fist and said, "Thank you for your help, sister. May I ask who you are—"

The woman in the black robe sheathed her sword, turned around, and her expression was aloof. It was Ying Xiaoxiao.

She glanced at Lan Ying indifferently and nodded slightly: "Dao Zong, Ying Xiaoxiao."

Upon hearing this, Lan Ying's eyes lit up slightly. Dao Sect? Wasn't that the sect Xiao He joined?

She quickly stepped forward, her eyes full of concern: "So you're a senior sister from the Dao Sect! May I ask if you know Lan He? He's my cousin, I've watched him grow up—he is now..."

How are things at the Dao Sect?

Ying Xiaoxiao's eyes flickered slightly as she looked her up and down. Her expression remained aloof, but her tone softened considerably: "So you're Junior Brother Lanhe's older sister."

She nodded slightly, a faint smile playing on her lips: "Junior Brother Lanhe is now the young sect leader of our Dao Sect, and he personally led the team to provide support this time."

Upon hearing this, Lan Ying was first taken aback, then an incredulous look of surprise appeared in her eyes.

"Young...Young Master?"

She murmured the same thing over and over again, as if she couldn't believe her ears. That little guy who used to follow her around was now the young sect leader of the Dao Sect?

"Where is he now?" Lan Ying asked hurriedly, her gaze unconsciously turning towards the sky.

Ying Xiaoxiao raised her eyes and looked at the white-clad figure slowly descending in the sky, a slight smile playing on her lips: "They've arrived."

Lan Ying followed her gaze and saw a figure in white descending from the sky, her robes fluttering, exuding an ethereal aura. A faint smile played on that familiar face as she landed in their direction.

"Little River!"

Lan Ying's eyes welled up with tears, and she subconsciously called out the name she hadn't used in a long time.

Lan He landed in front of her, and looking at the familiar face before him, a gentle smile appeared in his eyes: "Sister Lan Ying, it's been a long time."

He raised his hand, and a warm, milky-white light appeared in his palm, gently pressing it onto Lan Ying's shoulder. It was the unique life force of the Life Profound Realm, gentle yet powerful, instantly surging into her body and soothing all the minor injuries on her body.

Lan Ying felt a warm current flow through her body, sweeping away her previous fatigue and soreness, and she was slightly taken aback.

"Is this... being angry?"

Lan He nodded and smiled, "Having just broken through to the Life Profound Realm, this is perfect for putting to use."

Having said that, he turned to look at Qingfeng not far away. Qingfeng was standing with his sword in his hand. Seeing his gaze fall upon him, he quickly clasped his hands in a respectful greeting and said, "Young Master Lan!"

Lan He nodded slightly, raised his hand and waved it, sending a stream of vital energy into his body, and the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Upon seeing this, Mo Leng's eyes lit up, and he quickly stepped forward, his face beaming with smiles: "Brother Lan He is indeed incredibly powerful! You've already reached the Life Profound Realm in just half a year, truly a genius! I could tell back at the Heavenly Blade Ruins that you were no ordinary person—"

Lan He smiled faintly, raised his hand, and sent a stream of vital energy into the man's body, as a small reward for the man's sensible flattery.

Mo Leng felt a sense of lightness throughout his body, as his previous injuries were completely healed, and he immediately smiled even more attentively.

As for the others, Ji Shan, Fu Ling, and the others, although they had met during the Hundred Dynasties War, their relationship was really just so-so. Lan He simply nodded slightly to them in greeting and didn't say anything more.

The men didn't mind and returned the greeting with clasped hands. For such people, a mere nod was already a great honor; how could they dare ask for more?

On the other side, Lin Dong was slightly out of breath. He raised his hand to wipe the blood from his forehead and his gaze fell on the blood-stained boulder. Cao Yu's body was already cold.

A purple figure quietly landed beside him; it was Little Marten.

"How is it?" Lin Dong asked in a low voice, his expression slightly serious.

Little Marten shrugged, but his gaze was fixed on the white-clad figure surrounded by a crowd in the distance, a hint of apprehension flashing in his eyes.

Lin Dong followed his gaze and asked in a low voice, "Did you break that Heaven-Sealing Formation Diagram?"

The little sable shook its head, becoming unusually serious: "Master Sable would like to make a move, but unfortunately someone beat me to it."

Lin Dong was slightly taken aback: "Who?"

Little Mink squinted at the white-clad figure and slowly said, "That guy you've always thought about, Lan He."

He paused, his tone carrying a rare hint of apprehension: "This person is now at the peak of the Lesser Completion of the Life Profound Realm. Just look at the methods he displayed in the sky just now—to be honest, even I, Lord Diao, am probably no match for him."

Upon hearing this, Lin Dong's pupils contracted slightly.

Peak of the Lesser Completion Stage of the Life Profound Realm?

He remembered clearly that when he first met Lan He in Eagle City, Lan He was at the Dual Nirvana Realm, while he himself was at the Shaping Realm. At that time, although he also felt that Lan He was exceptionally talented, he felt that he still had a chance to catch up.

Later, during the Hundred Dynasties War, Lan He advanced triumphantly. By the time he realized what was happening, his opponent had already reached the Sixth Nirvana Realm and become the number one player in the Hundred Dynasties War.

Now that he had finally broken through to the Fourth Stage of Nirvana, he thought he had caught up quite a bit. But when he looked up, his opponent was already...

He has reached the peak of the Lesser Completion stage of the Life Profound Realm.

Why is this gap getting bigger and bigger?

"This person's talent is probably even greater than that of Lord Diao back then."

Xiao Diao frowned slightly, his tone unusually grave, "How strange, the Eastern Xuan Region can actually produce a genius of this caliber—"

Upon hearing this, Lin Dong's heart stirred.

He knew that Xiao Diao was always proud and arrogant, so for him to say something like "a cut above me" was enough to show how terrifying Lan He's talent was.

"but----"

Little Marten changed the subject, glancing sideways at Lin Dong, "You don't need to belittle yourself. You have your own path to walk, and that guy has his own opportunities. In the path of cultivation, it's not about who's better at something in the short term, but who can go the distance to the end."

"With such a person in the Daoist sect, it will likely prosper for hundreds of years. When you choose a sect later, you might want to consider the Daoist sect."

Lin Dong nodded slightly, but his gaze remained fixed on the white-clad figure in the distance, a complex look flashing in his eyes.

Just then, several powerful auras descended from the sky.

Wu Dao, Qing Xuanzi, the beautiful woman from the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace, the elders of the Honghuang Hall, the elders of the Divine Sect, the stewards of the Talisman Valley—the leaders of the major super sects all descended and stood in the void.

Wu Dao's cloudy old eyes swept over the young disciples below, who were covered in blood. He nodded slightly and slowly said, "The battle for the Nirvana Golden Ranking is unnecessary."

Upon hearing this, everyone below was taken aback.

Wu Dao continued, "Those who survived this conspiracy in the Western Xuan Region are all promising talents who have been tempered by life and death. We old guys have all seen your performance."

Qing Xuanzi stroked his beard and smiled, then continued, "Therefore, the Nirvana Golden Ranking is canceled. You people can choose which super sect you wish to join. As long as you are willing, we will accept you all."

Upon hearing this, the crowd erupted in uproar, then their faces lit up with ecstatic joy.

"As for those people down the mountain—"

The beautiful woman from the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace said calmly, her gaze sweeping over the crowd, "As is customary, they have no choice; they are randomly assigned by the various sects."

She paused, her tone softening slightly: "And those of you who survived the conspiracies of the Western Xuan Region, you can now make your choices. Tell me which sect you want to join."

No sooner had the words been spoken than a figure stepped forward.

Chen Nan clasped his hands in a respectful bow and said in a deep voice, "Junior Chen Nan wishes to join the Sword Sect!"

Qing Xuanzi's eyes lit up, and he stroked his beard and laughed, "Good! It is only right for people from the Sword Dynasty to join the Sword Sect."

His gaze swept over the crowd, and he announced loudly, "Those who wish to join the Sword Sect, release your aura!"

As soon as the words were spoken, more than a dozen figures stepped forward from the crowd, releasing their auras. Most of these people were already skilled in swordsmanship and had long admired sword sects; now that the opportunity was before them, they naturally did not hesitate.

Chen Nan stood at the very front, his body radiating a chilling sword aura, his gaze unwavering.

Just then, Lanhe noticed a struggle on Qingfeng's face beside him.

He frowned slightly, his gaze shifting back and forth between the Sword Sect members and Lan He, seemingly unable to make a decision.

Lan He smiled helplessly, then said, "Go if you want. I'll explain things to the Qing family head when we get back."

Qingfeng was taken aback upon hearing this, and then his eyes filled with deep gratitude. He naturally knew that, given his status, he should have followed Lanhe, the young master of the manor. Now that Lanhe had taken the initiative to release him, this favor was truly immense.

He took a deep breath, solemnly clasped his hands in a fist salute, and bowed deeply: "Thank you, Young Master Lan!"

Having said that, he turned around, stepped forward, released his aura, and stood in the ranks of the Sword Sect candidates.

Upon seeing this, Qing Xuanzi's eyes flashed with surprise. He naturally recognized Qing Feng, a member of the Qing family of the Immortal Dynasty, who should logically be following Lan He. Yet now he had switched allegiance to the Sword Sect—

His gaze swept between Lan He and Qing Feng, but he didn't say anything. He just gave Lan He a meaningful look, then waved his sleeve, sweeping all the dozen or so people behind him.

"Who else wants to join the Sword Sect?" Qing Xuanzi asked with a smile.

A few more people hesitated for a moment before stepping forward.

After the Sword Sect had collected most of the items, the leaders of the other sects also spoke up.

"Talisman Valley is recruiting! Talisman masters are welcome to come!"

"The Divine Sect is recruiting; those with exceptional spiritual power are welcome to apply!"

"The Primordial Palace is recruiting! Those with exceptionally strong physical bodies are welcome to apply!"

In a short time, various factions offered their conditions to recruit their desired disciples.

Just then, a clear and melodious sword cry suddenly rang out.

Clang!

The sword's cry, like a dragon's roar, was clear and resonant, instantly silencing all the noise in the arena.

Everyone was startled and turned to look.

Lan He stood with his hands behind his back, his white robes fluttering, and a faint sword intent emanating from him. His gaze swept over the crowd, a slight smile playing on his lips, and he spoke calmly, "The Dao Sect is recruiting."

He paused, his tone calm yet carrying an air of domineering arrogance: "There is only one condition—join my Dao Sect, and I guarantee you will reach the Life Profound Realm in this lifetime."

After he finished speaking, the entire room fell into a deathly silence.

Immediately, a commotion arose.

"You're bound to enter the Profound Realm? What a boastful tone!"

"On what grounds does he make that guarantee?"

Questions arose one after another, and there was much discussion among the crowd.

At this moment, Ying Huanhuan stepped forward, her little face full of pride, and said in a clear voice, "Just because my senior brother just killed eleven Life Profound Realm cultivators with a single sword strike! Just because he advanced from the Six Yuan Nirvana Realm to the Life Profound Realm in just half a year! Who among you can do that?"

As she spoke, she deliberately puffed out her chest, looking just like a little peacock showing off its precious pet.

Upon hearing this, everyone was speechless.

Yes, others might say this arrogantly, but this man has proven everything with his sword.

The blood of those eleven Life Profound Realm experts has not yet dried completely.

The doubts gradually subsided, replaced by silence and awe.

Just as everyone was in shock, a clear voice suddenly rang out: "Junior Lin Dong wishes to join the Dao Sect!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a tall, slender figure stepping out from the crowd, his face calm and his gaze firm.

It was Lin Dong.

Lan He's gaze fell on him, a meaningful smile flashing in his eyes.

Recruiting Lin Dong was one of his goals for this trip, and now that Lin Dong has come to him willingly, it's naturally the best thing that could happen.

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