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

Chapter 92 Champion of a Hundred Dynasties, Recruited by Six Sects!

Qing Xuanzi laughed the most heartily, stroking his beard as he said, "Silly boy, the rules of this Hundred Dynasties War were originally set by our eight families!"

Wu Dao smiled and nodded, "We set the rules; changing them is just a matter of a word."

The old drunkard from the Primordial Palace let out a burp and waved his hand dismissively: "Kid, come to my Primordial Palace, and you're the champion! Anyone who disagrees, let them come find me!"

The elder of the Divine Sect nodded slightly, his tone calm yet resolute: "Now that all six of us have our faith in you, the opinions of the remaining two are no longer important."

Deacon Fu stroked his beard and glanced meaningfully at the two figures not far away.

Everyone followed his gaze.

Liu Tong collapsed to the ground, his face deathly pale, too weak to even speak.

Old Man Wan stood there awkwardly, his face alternating between pale and flushed. Sweeping over him by six pairs of eyes, he shuddered and quickly waved his hands, forcing a dry laugh: "Misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding! I actually quite admire this lad! Just now—just now I was joking, yes, joking! Who doesn't know I cherish talent the most?"

He wiped away a cold sweat, his smile looking more like a grimace.

Qing Xuanzi sneered, ignoring Old Man Wan's embarrassed appearance, and turned to Lan He, asking with a smile, "Kid, the championship will be directly assigned to you by our six families. I don't think anyone will have any objections. Now you can choose, right?"

He paused, then suddenly remembered something, glanced down at the densely packed cultivators of the dynasty below, and said loudly, "By the way, does anyone here have any objections?"

After he finished speaking, the entire room was silent for a moment, then erupted in waves of agreement.

"No objections! Young Master Lanhe's victory is well-deserved!"

"Exactly! He even dared to hit a Yuanmen steward, who else could he be but the champion?"

"We admit defeat! We are completely convinced!"

Fu Ling was the first to jump out, waving her hands and shouting the loudest. Ji Shan grinned and nodded vigorously. Zhu Tianhuo and Mu Huang exchanged a glance and also clasped their hands in a salute.

Even those cultivators from the Tianyuan Dynasty who had previously been close to it lowered their heads and dared not utter a single word.

Are you kidding me? All six major sects have already expressed their opinions. Are you tired of living if you jump out to oppose this now?

Qing Xuanzi nodded in satisfaction, withdrew his gaze, and looked at Lan He again, his eyes full of anticipation: "Boy, now it's your turn to choose."

Lan He cupped his hands slightly, then raised his hand and respectfully returned the Qingyun Sword to Qing Xuanzi: "Thank you for lending me the sword, senior. I will remember this kindness."

Qing Xuanzi took the longsword, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes.

This kid is quite grateful.

Lan He withdrew his hand, a hint of embarrassment suddenly appearing on his face. He coughed lightly and said, "To be honest, I am flattered by the kindness shown to me by all the seniors. However—since I began cultivating, I have always been quite lacking in resources. I have only been able to get to where I am today thanks to my own efforts and luck."

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He paused, his gaze sweeping over the six people, his expression sincere: "So—I wonder what kind of cultivation conditions you seniors can provide for this junior?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the six men were stunned for a moment, and then their eyes flashed with a sharp light.

Good lad, he's holding out for a high price!

Wu Dao was the first to react, clapping his hands and laughing loudly, "Hahaha! Interesting! That's a smart person!"

Qing Xuanzi stroked his beard, his eyes filled with even greater admiration: "Want resources? No problem! My Sword Sect may not have much else, but we have plenty of Heaven-Rank spiritual treasures and longswords. I see you also cultivate the sword path; when it comes to swordsmanship, in the entire Eastern Xuan Region, besides my Sword Sect, who dares to claim to be number one?"

The elder of the Divine Sect snorted coldly, glancing sideways at Qing Xuanzi, his tone indifferent yet tinged with arrogance: "A crude swordsman, all he knows is fighting and killing all day long, how can he be worthy of my noble path of talisman masters?"

He turned to Lan He, his gaze instantly softening as he stroked his beard and said, "In terms of spiritual energy resources, my Divine Sect is number one in the entire Eastern Xuan Region. Whatever you want, just say the word. Direct access to the cultivation methods of the Talisman Sect, secret techniques of spiritual energy—as long as you come to my Divine Sect, these are all negotiable."

Not to be outdone, the Talisman Valley steward stepped forward and declared loudly, "My Talisman Valley is no less capable than your Divine Sect! All the cultivation resources for Immortal Talisman Masters are provided by my Talisman Valley. Moreover, my Talisman Valley has the largest number of Talisman Masters, and with frequent peer sparring, they progress the fastest!"

The beautiful woman from the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace also said softly, "Child, you were born in the Immortal Dynasty, so joining my Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace is well-deserved. Now that you are the champion of the Hundred Dynasties War, according to the agreement, the matter of Senior Sister Mo Yun is wiped clean."

She paused, her gaze softening further: "If you come to the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace, I will personally petition the Palace Master to make you a personal disciple, with resources allocated to you that will be no less than any other institution. Moreover, the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace already has a close relationship with the Immortal Dynasty, making it easier for you to return home in the future, and the senior sisters in the palace will take good care of you."

After she finished speaking, she gave Lan He a meaningful look, as if she was hinting at something.

Only the old drunkard from the Primordial Palace chuckled, scratched his head, and a rare hint of embarrassment appeared on his face.

"Well—kid, as you know, we body-refining cultivators have always been very poor. We use all our spiritual herbs for body refinement, so there's really nothing of note in the storeroom—"

He rubbed his hands together, looking at Lan He expectantly: "However, our Primordial Palace has something that no other sect can match: a method for physical cultivation. You're already at the sixth level of Nirvana Realm in body refinement. Come to my Primordial Palace, and I guarantee your physical body will break through to the Life Profound Realm within three years. At that time, you can take down a kid with one punch, which is much more satisfying than those fancy swords and talismans."

As soon as the old drunkard finished speaking, Wudao chuckled and took over the conversation: "Although the methods of the Primordial Palace are good, my Dao Sect is not bad either."

He stroked his beard, looking at Lan He with gentle eyes: "Young friend, if you come to my Dao Sect, I can propose to the Sect Master that you can study all the unique techniques of the Four Halls. You will not lack any Danhe (elixir rivers), spiritual treasures, or cultivation resources. Although my Dao Sect has few people, its resources are relatively concentrated."

He paused, then added meaningfully, "Moreover, my Daoist sect is peaceful and doesn't have many rules, making it much more comfortable than some sects that are always fighting and arguing."

After the six finished speaking, they all looked at Lan He again, their eyes full of anticipation.

After listening, Lan He pondered for a moment, then bowed slightly to the people from the Primordial Palace and said sincerely, "I appreciate your kindness, senior. However, although I cultivate the physical body, I also cultivate Yuan power and spiritual power. Although the Primordial Palace is good, it is not my first choice. I hope you will understand."

The old drunkard, upon hearing this, wasn't annoyed. He simply sighed, waved his hand, and said, "Alright, alright, young people have their own ideas, and I won't force them. But if you have time in the future, come to the Primordial Palace for drinks; I'll make sure you have plenty!"

Having said that, the old drunkard of the Primordial Palace didn't linger any longer. He turned and soared into the sky, leaving behind only a hearty remark that drifted back: "Kid, if you ever change your mind, come find me at the Primordial Palace anytime! Plenty of wine to go around!"

As everyone watched the imposing figure disappear into the clouds, they turned their gaze back to Lan He.

The room fell silent for a moment, with only five burning gazes remaining.

Lan He stood in mid-air, looked at the five people in charge around him, smiled slightly, but did not rush to express his opinion.

He calmly took out an ancient map and a black key that emitted a cold, eerie light from his robes, toyed with them in his hands for a moment, and then slowly spoke: "I am deeply grateful for the kindness shown to me by all the seniors. However—"

He shook the key in his hand, a perfectly timed look of embarrassment on his face: "By chance, I found the key to the Taotie legacy, one of the four great demonic sects. This ruin is located in the Hundred Dynasties Battlefield, and I already know how to open it."

"Although the seniors are willing to give me the Hundred Dynasties Champion title directly, if I were to leave now, wouldn't this Taotie inheritance be benefiting someone else? Although I am young, I know that this inheritance is precious."

Lan He sighed and spread his hands innocently, "I went through so much trouble to find this, I can't just throw it away, can I? Or... could you seniors help me think of a solution?"

Upon hearing this, the five people were slightly taken aback at first, and then a look of understanding flashed across their eyes.

Good lad, he's trying to bargain.

For the major sects, the Taotie legacy isn't really something they absolutely need. After all, each sect has its own martial arts traditions, so there's no need to go to great lengths for the legacy of an ancient ferocious beast.

But for a junior in the Nirvana Realm, this is an opportunity that can change his entire life.

This kid is clearly saying: I want the championship, and I also want to get my hands on the Taotie Legacy. Whoever can help me, I'll consider going with them.