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

Chapter 81 Decision-Making and Weighing the Options, the Inheritance of Qiongqi

Upon hearing this, Song Tai smiled, his gaze softening further: "Admiration is enough. With your talent, joining one of the eight super sects after the Hundred Dynasties War is a certainty. Once you become a direct disciple, you'll have full access to the sect's resources. What's a mere Balancing Spirit Fruit compared to that?"

He leaned forward, his tone as sincere as if speaking to a junior: "I guarantee you here that as long as you are willing to join the Sword Sect, I will personally speak to the sect and directly promote you to a personal disciple, and also give you a Balancing Spirit Fruit. With your aptitude, I believe none of the elders and deacons will object."

As soon as she finished speaking, a look of surprise flashed in Lan Ying's eyes.

She was naturally aware of the feud between her younger brother and Elder Mo Yun of the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace. Logically, as the Immortal Dynasty was a subordinate force of the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace, Lan He should have joined the palace. However, after what happened with Elder Mo Yun, that path was probably no longer an option.

If I could join the Sword Sect—

She secretly considered that the Sword Sect, as one of the eight super sects, possessed an unparalleled swordsmanship tradition, making it practically a sacred place for those who cultivated swordsmanship. If Lan He could be recruited by the Sword Sect ahead of time, it wouldn't necessarily be a bad thing.

A hint of envy flashed in Qingfeng's eyes.

As a sword cultivator, his yearning for the Sword Sect ran deeper than anyone else's. It was the dream destination for countless sword cultivators in the Eastern Xuan Region.

Now that the Sword Sect's deacon is personally recruiting, offering a direct disciple position and a balancing spirit fruit, this honor is probably unparalleled in the entire Hundred Dynasties War.

However, Lan He frowned slightly.

He didn't respond immediately, but instead picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and seemed to be thinking.

Song Tai didn't urge him, but just looked at him with a smile, his eyes full of appreciation and expectation.

After a moment, Lan He put down his teacup, looked up at Song Tai, and said calmly, "I appreciate your kindness, senior. However, this matter is of great importance, and I would like to consider it for a few days before giving my reply."

Song Tai paused for a moment, then burst into laughter, his voice hearty: "Good, good, good! Such a big matter deserves careful consideration. No rush, no rush! The Hundred Dynasties War still has several months to go, take your time to think it over."

He stood up, patted Lan He on the shoulder, and spoke with the warmth of someone addressing a junior: "Come find me anytime you've made up your mind. In this Vientiane City, I keep my word."

Lan He nodded slightly, gave Qing Feng and Lan Ying a wink, and the three of them got up to take their leave.

Song Tai personally escorted him to the door and added, "No matter which restaurant you choose in the end, come visit often when you have time."

Lan He nodded in agreement, then turned and left with Lan Ying and Qing Feng.

Back at her residence, Lan Ying finally couldn't hold back any longer. As soon as she entered, she turned to Lan He and asked, "Xiao He, what are you really thinking?"

She strode to the table and sat down, her brows furrowing slightly. "That's a spot for a direct disciple of the Sword Sect! Plus a Balancing Spirit Fruit! You saw Senior Song Tai's attitude; he was incredibly sincere and didn't put on any airs at all."

Although Qingfeng didn't speak, he stood aside with his gaze fixed on Lanhe, clearly waiting for an answer.

Lan He sat down at the table, poured himself a cup of tea, and took a slow sip.

"I know."

He put down his teacup and looked up at Lan Ying: "Precisely because she is a direct disciple, we must be even more cautious. Senior Song Tai cherishes talent and is sincere, I acknowledge that."

But have you considered that the Hundred Dynasties War is only halfway through, and I've just ascended to the top of the Heavenly Ranking? Once the news spreads, will the other sects remain inactive?

Lan Ying was slightly taken aback.

Lan He continued, "Yuanmen, Jiutian Taiqing Palace, Honghuang Hall, Fugu, Wankui Sect, Daozong—the eight super sects, which one wouldn't want to snatch a good seedling? Now that I've agreed to the Sword Sect's request, even if other sects are interested, they won't dare to ask again."

He picked up his teacup, gently swirled it, and said calmly, "Waiting for the best price isn't greed; it's about securing the maximum benefit for oneself. I want to see what conditions the other sects can offer."

Lan Ying was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing: "You little rascal, Xiao He, you're really cunning."

Qingfeng nodded slightly, a hint of understanding flashing in his eyes.

Lan He smiled, said nothing more, and just looked out the window with a deep gaze.

If he remembered correctly, the Balance Spirit Fruit appeared at the last auction before the Hundred Dynasties War officially began. Since it wasn't at next month's auction, it would probably be at the one three months from now.

There's no rush; we can wait and see.

Let's see what price the other eight super sects can offer.

He withdrew his gaze, stood up, and said, "I'm going to cultivate."

Lan Ying was taken aback, then pouted and said, "Cultivating again? You just got back, can't you rest for a bit? You're such a cultivation maniac."

Qingfeng also stood up and said calmly, "I'll go too."

Lan Ying was speechless for a moment, then rolled her eyes: "Fine, you two are both so stubborn."

Lan He smiled, and before leaving, he glanced back at her: "Sister Lan Ying, you should also intensify your cultivation. You're currently ranked below Qing Feng on the Heavenly Ranking."

Lan Ying's face stiffened, and she subconsciously retorted, "That's because he's younger than me, okay!"

Lan He smiled and shook his head, then said nothing more.

He naturally knew the evaluation rules of the Nirvana Stele. Although it was ranked according to individual combat strength and potential, it was ultimately just a Heaven-rank spiritual treasure, an inanimate object.

It cannot detect the level of martial arts each person practices, nor can it tell what kind of trump cards each person is hiding.

The so-called ranking is just a result of simple calculation based on cultivation level and age: the higher the cultivation level, the higher the ranking; and within the same realm, the younger the age, the higher the potential score, and the higher the ranking.

Qingfeng is ranked alongside Lanying in the Four Elements Nirvana Realm, but is actually a year younger, which is why he is ranked ahead of her. As for their true combat strength, that will only be known after a fight.

The reason he was able to surpass Qin Tian and become number one is the same: both of them are at the fifth level of Nirvana, but he is a full seven years younger than Qin Tian.

Even if Qin Tian breaks through to the Sixth Nirvana Realm in the future, Lan He estimates that his ranking will still be ahead of his.

After all, his age advantage is undeniable. Unless Qin Tian can break through to the Life Profound Realm on the spot, he will undoubtedly be the champion of this Hundred Dynasties War.

Lan He pulled himself out of his thoughts, stopped thinking about it, pushed open the door, and stepped into the quiet room.

At this time, in the northeastern region.

In a deep, secluded canyon, the stench of blood lingered.

Dozens of blood-red figures stood silently, led by a young man dressed in blood-red robes. His face was pale, his eyes held a hint of gloom, and he was surrounded by a thick, bloody aura, as if he had just emerged from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

This person is none other than Blood Shadow, the leader of the Blood Seal Dynasty.

In his hand, a simple black key was emitting a cold light, and the patterns of ferocious beasts could be vaguely seen on the key, making it look ferocious and terrifying.

"My lord, is this the key to that ruin?" a blood-robed cultivator behind him asked in a low voice.

Blood Shadow nodded, a sinister smile playing on his lips. "Indeed. This is a key left behind by Qiongqi, one of the Four Ancient Fiends. Once all four are collected, the ruins of the Four Great Demonic Sects can be unlocked."

He gripped the key tightly, his gaze fixed on the distance, a bloodthirsty excitement flashing in his eyes: "The whereabouts of the other three keys are currently unknown, but there will always be an opportunity. Gather everyone and head to the core area first. This inheritance of the Four Fiends, my Blood Seal Dynasty is determined to have it."

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