I, the Chaotic Being, began my path to enlightenment in a brothel!

Meanwhile, the disciples who were watching gathered in twos and threes, discussing the matter animatedly.

"A life-or-death battle! This is the first time in nearly ten years that our inner sect has faced such a thing!"

"Senior Brother Wang Long is already three minor realms higher than Lin Feng, so the odds of him winning seem incredibly unfavorable!"

"But I heard that the Chaos Sacred Body can kill enemies beyond its level, and Lin Feng even had the upper hand in the fight just now..."

"Didn't you hear what Senior Brother Wang said? He only used ten percent of his strength because he underestimated his opponent. If they really fight tomorrow, Lin Feng will definitely die!"

"That's right, a Foundation Establishment Level 2 versus a Foundation Establishment Level 5, how can they possibly fight?"

"Come on, let's set up a betting pool! I'm betting on Senior Brother Wang to win, odds of 1.2! I'm betting on Lin Feng to win, odds of 10!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding disciples swarmed around, eagerly pulling out spirit stones to place their bets.

Almost everyone bet on Wang Longsheng.

Occasionally, someone might want to gamble big, but they would only symbolically place a dozen or so spirit stones on "Lin Fengsheng's" side.

Gradually, the odds widened and the payouts became increasingly disparate, making the square as lively as a market.

Lin Feng stood in front of the registration desk, coldly observing everything, a faint smile always playing on his lips.

He turned around and bowed to Elder Zhu, saying, "Elder Zhu, this disciple will take his leave now."

Elder Zhu opened his mouth, hesitated, and finally just sighed heavily, waving his hand and saying, "Go... prepare well."

"yes!"

Lin Feng straightened up and strode towards the inner gate.

He walked through the bustling crowds, past the rows of palaces and pavilions, and up the winding stone steps.

Some of the disciples they encountered along the way avoided them from a distance, some pointed and whispered behind their backs, and some hesitated to approach them for a chat.

Lin Feng ignored all of this.

After walking for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, he finally stopped in front of a cave.

This cave dwelling is located halfway up the mountain in the core area of ​​the inner gate, backed by cliffs and facing a sea of ​​clouds. The surrounding spiritual energy is so rich that it almost condenses into mist.

The stone gate of the cave is engraved with ancient array patterns, and above the lintel is a green jade plaque that reads "Cloud Hidden Cave".

Lin Feng stared at those three words, overwhelmed with mixed feelings.

When he was first established as the Holy Son, he was assigned to this cave dwelling.

At that time, he was full of vigor and thought that he had embarked on a great path to success with unlimited potential.

However, not long after, Wang Long destroyed his dantian and threw him into the Happy Pavilion to be trampled on by others.

The cave dwelling subsequently changed hands.

Now, it has returned to his hands.

Lin Feng raised his hand and pressed it against the stone door. He released spiritual energy, and the array patterns lit up with a faint light. The heavy stone door suddenly swung open.

The cave was much larger inside than it appeared, covering an area of ​​several tens of feet in circumference.

The four walls were inlaid with spirit-gathering array plates, emitting a soft halo that illuminated the entire cave as if it were daytime.

A faint mist of spiritual energy drifted in the air, its concentration several times greater than that of the outside world.

Lin Feng stepped inside, and the stone door slowly closed behind him.

He paced slowly through the cave, his fingertips brushing against the familiar furnishings, yet he felt no sense of "coming home."

The sect's higher-ups' attitude towards him was nothing more than a matter of weighing their own interests.

If he didn't have the Chaos Saint Body, if he hadn't recovered his cultivation, he wouldn't even have the qualification to enter the inner sect, let alone this cave.

Just then, the communication array outside the cave suddenly lit up with a faint light.

Someone has come to visit.

Lin Feng was slightly taken aback, then raised his hand and released a burst of spiritual energy to open the cave entrance.

Seven or eight inner disciples stood outside the door, each with a smile on their face, holding various objects in their hands.

The leading disciple was named Sun Qian, who was at the eighth level of the Qi Opening Realm and had some reputation within the inner sect.

This man was once one of Lin Feng's followers, always serving him diligently.

But after Lin Feng's dantian was destroyed, he was the first to turn against him.

"Senior Brother Lin!"

With a broad smile, Sun Qian stepped into the cave first and presented the brocade box with both hands.

"Having heard that Senior Brother's dantian has been fully restored and his cultivation has greatly improved, we have come to offer our congratulations! This is a three-hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum as a small token of our appreciation; we hope Senior Brother will accept it!"

His disciples also stepped forward one after another, offering their congratulations in a cacophony of voices.

Congratulations to Senior Brother Lin on your new lease on life!

"Senior Brother Lin's Chaotic Body is unparalleled; he will surely achieve victory tomorrow!"

"Please accept this small amount of spirit stones, Senior Brother!"

A table was piled high with all sorts of gifts—elixirs, elixirs, spirit stones, and armor.

Although it's not exactly a rare treasure, it's still a considerable sum for an inner disciple.

If it were the Lin Feng of the past, he might have been truly moved by this "sincere sentiment".

But now, he only feels disgusted.

He remembered perfectly how these people had treated him back then.

On the day his dantian was destroyed, Sun Qian took back all the congratulatory gifts he had given him in front of him, and spat on him in public, calling him a "waste of resources."

Now that his future is bright again, these people have changed their tune, acting as if nothing had ever happened.

Lin Feng suppressed the chill in his heart and put on a gentle smile.

"You're too kind, everyone. I appreciate your kind gesture."

"Senior Brother Lin, everyone says you'll definitely lose to Wang Long tomorrow. We'd like to ask you, how confident are you?"

One of the disciples asked nervously, as if afraid that if Lin Feng lost, all the gifts would be wasted.

"Don't worry! I will definitely kill Wang Long tomorrow!" Lin Feng said with a smile.

"Brother Lin possesses the renowned Chaos Body; how could a mere Wang Long compare?"

"Indeed, it's just a difference of three minor realms! We'll see Brother Lin display his prowess tomorrow!"

The crowd discussed amongst themselves, then left satisfied, saying they would cheer for Lin Feng the next day.

Lin Feng laughed it off and hurriedly went into the small tower.

Although he was certain that Wang Long was no match for him, cultivation was like rowing against the current; if you didn't advance, you would fall behind, and there was no room for the slightest slackness.

Lin Feng continued cultivating until night fell before leaving the small tower.

Just then, the communication array outside the cave suddenly lit up.

He frowned slightly.

Why is someone coming so late?

He raised his hand and unleashed a burst of spiritual energy, causing the stone door to open with a roar.

Moonlight streamed in, outlining a slender and graceful figure at the doorway.

Lin Feng looked up, his pupils contracting slightly.

The newcomer wore a simple white dress, her skin as white as snow under the moonlight, her eyebrows and eyes were clear and elegant, and her temperament was otherworldly.

It was none other than the Holy Maiden of Qingyun, Murong Xue.

She stood quietly at the doorway, bathed in the soft moonlight, making her look like a fairy in a painting.

Those eyes, usually cold and indifferent, now held a complex expression as they stared intently at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng sneered inwardly, but remained outwardly calm. He rose, cupped his hands, and said, "Holy Maiden, what brings you here so late at night?"