Immortal Rebel: The Obstacles!

"Very well! My Xuandao Sect accepts this bet!"

After Park Nam-ja finished speaking, she immediately modified the bet agreement.

"However, the stakes are unequal, and a change is needed. If my sect loses, we will provide 200 Qi Cultivation Pills, 10 Foundation Establishment Pills, 5 Brightness Locking Pills, and 100 Qi Condensation and Foundation Establishment Magic Treasures. Furthermore, we will not provide Infant Establishment Pills!"

"This... cutting cultivation resources in half is a bit too little!" Li Mozhi said, feigning a troubled expression.

"She's taken the bait!" Li Mozhi thought to himself. In fact, no matter how low Park Namja lowered the bet, he would agree, because no matter what, he would definitely be the winner in the end.

At this time, Wang Lin had already reached the Great Perfection of the Fourteenth Level of Qi Condensation. Apart from Foundation Establishment cultivators, who else could reliably defeat him?

And there is another crucial reason: to keep Wang Lin at the Hengyue Sect so that the timeline of his mission can be extended.

"We can't rush things now. We need to play hard to get and keep him at bay for a while so that Park Nam-ja doesn't become suspicious. Otherwise, if he doesn't accept the bet, I won't have enough cultivation resources to keep Wang Lin in the Hengyue Sect."

Time flies when you're thinking; in the blink of an eye, several dozen breaths have passed.

Seeing Lee Mo-ji's troubled expression, Park Nam-ja became even more certain of her previous thoughts, and felt more and more that Lee Mo-ji was all bark and no bite, and had no backup plan.

Park Nam-ja stroked his beard with one hand and said with a hint of sarcasm, "Why are you so hesitant, fellow Daoist? Could it be...?"

Seeing that the time was ripe, Li Mozhi's expression darkened, and he feigned bravado, saying, "Very well! I hope your sect will not go back on its word and will prepare the necessary cultivation resources!"

"No need to see me out!"

Seeing that her provocation had worked, Park Nam-ja flicked her sleeve, put the giant peak into her storage bag, turned around and sped away into the distance, leaving only one sentence behind.

"At this time tomorrow, I will bring my disciples to the inter-sect exchange conference!"

For a moment, the disciples below were all talking about it. The ten Foundation Establishment stage elders and the two Core Formation stage grandmasters looked at each other, and a sense of sorrow immediately spread.

It's understandable that they're pessimistic, given the recent disastrous defeat of the Hengyue Sect at the exchange conference.

Li Mo knew that such a pessimistic atmosphere could not spread within the Hengyue Sect, otherwise it would be detrimental to the unity of the sect and would cause the sect members to become demoralized. So he cleared his throat and said in a deep voice.

"What's the panic! More than fifty years ago, when I was only eight years old, I participated in the exchange conference between the two sects. Who would have thought that I could overpower all the young disciples of the Xuandao Sect!"

"Cultivating immortality is inherently defying the heavens; if you don't advance, you regress. If you collapse at the first sign of setback, what's the point of cultivating immortality? You might as well go home and be an ordinary person!"

"I believe that some of my disciples were influenced by the rumors spread by the Xuandao Sect at the time, and dared not display their full strength for fear of being targeted by the Xuandao Sect. But now the situation has changed. With me here to oversee the Hengyue Sect, there is no need to worry. You can display your full strength to the fullest and let me see the fighting spirit of the Hengyue Sect disciples!"

These words struck like a thunderbolt, instantly resonating within the hearts of everyone in the Hengyue Sect. In an instant, many disciples' eyes blazed with fighting spirit!

Upon seeing this, Li Mozhi continued.

"If my sect's disciple wins tomorrow's exchange conference, you can choose any cultivation resources you win. Furthermore, I will grant that disciple one request!"

After Li Mozhi announced the substantial reward for winning the exchange conference, the disciples instantly erupted in excitement. In an inconspicuous corner, Wang Lin's eyes flashed with a glint that was difficult for ordinary people to detect upon hearing about the reward.

In particular, a promise made by the Nascent Soul stage progenitor was extremely tempting to Wang Lin.

The elders, including Sect Leader Huanglong, remained skeptical. After all, they were well aware of the true capabilities of their sect's disciples, who were no match for Zhou Peng of the Xuandao Sect.

Just then, a steady voice rang out from among the disciples below, "Disciple Chen Yu wishes to represent the Hengyue Sect in tomorrow's exchange tournament!"

The disciples beside Chen Yu turned their heads and found that the person who spoke was dressed in purple, with a resolute face and a strong and powerful physique, but his appearance was very unfamiliar. He was obviously an inner disciple who had been cultivating for many years.

Upon seeing Chen Yu appear, Liu Wenju immediately bowed respectfully to Li Mozhi above and said, "Ancestor, Chen Yu is my disciple. His cultivation level is the tenth level of Qi Condensation. He is the most promising person to defeat Zhou Peng of the Xuandao Sect. He can represent the Hengyue Sect in tomorrow's exchange competition!"

"Chen Yu? Never heard of him. The original story mentions a senior disciple at the tenth level of Qi Condensation in the inner sect. This must be him. But even he is no match for Wang Lin now."

Li Mozhi glanced at Wang Lin almost imperceptibly, and when he noticed that Wang Lin had not taken any action, a thought struck him, and he said in a deep voice.

"Chen Yu? He's quite a promising talent! However, I see there's another disciple below who's hiding his true strength; perhaps he's the best candidate to compete in tomorrow's exchange tournament!"

"Who is it! There's someone among our disciples who's been hiding their cultivation level! How come I didn't notice?"

"Are you stupid! How could we disciples possibly discover someone who hides their cultivation level? Only someone with such profound cultivation as the Ancestor could detect them!"

The disciples below looked at each other and started talking. Chen Yu also looked around with curiosity. Liu Wenju and the others exclaimed in surprise, "There are actually disciples in the sect who have hidden their cultivation levels?"

Wang Lin instantly raised his head, meeting Li Mozhi's gaze. Startled, he remained silent for a few moments. Seeing that Li Mozhi's gaze still lingered on him, he took a few steps forward, his face bitter and fearful, and said, "This disciple's cultivation is only at the third level of Qi Condensation. I am not capable of undertaking such a great task. I hope the Ancestor will not place his hopes on this disciple."

Li Mozhi chuckled softly, his deep eyes staring directly at Wang Lin as if he had seen right through him. "I'll give you time to think. Hiding your abilities all the time might not be a good thing."

After weighing the pros and cons in his mind, Wang Lin sighed inwardly; he had far too many secrets about him.

Although he was extremely envious of the Foundation Establishment Pill and Li Mozhi's promise, he knew that if he were to fully expose his strength to the public, it would surely arouse suspicion from those with ulterior motives.

From having no talent for cultivation at the beginning and only being able to enter the Hengyue Sect by committing suicide, to now being able to represent the sect in tomorrow's exchange conference, who wouldn't covet the secrets he possesses?

Just as Wang Lin was about to refuse again, the Heavenly Reversal Bead on his chest felt slightly warm, and Situ Nan's urgent voice immediately rang in his mind.

"Wang Lin, you'd better agree to his request first. This man is not simple; he's discovered your true cultivation level!"

"Damn it! I've seen countless people, and this one has only cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage in just over sixty years. Such heaven-defying talent! While I was away, when did such a monster emerge on Vermilion Bird Star?!"

"You can agree to his request for now. If he tries anything bad about you after the conference, I'll find a way to protect you!"

Situ Nan had said all he needed to say, so Wang Lin had no reason to refuse.

Wang Lin then bowed deeply to Li Mozhi and solemnly said, "Fortunately, I have gained the favor of the Ancestor. I, Wang Lin, will certainly do my utmost in tomorrow's exchange conference and live up to the Ancestor's expectations!"