The Prodigies War-Chapter 2905 Come the Members of the Divine Clans

Dugu Youran stood up and raised her cup. Her beautiful eyes were fixed on Yuan Qingheng as she smiled ever so slightly.

“You are too polite, Sister Qingheng,” she said and downed her cup.

Yuan Qingheng also finished her cup and acted casual as she asked, “Little Sister, seeing that you and Deputy Pavilion Master Lin are so close, could it be that you two are in love and about to get married?”

Dugu Youran was stunned. Then she laughed. “Not at all, but we are considered good friends who are on speaking terms. As for possibilities of love in the future, well, that is up to the arrangements of fate.”

Yuan Qingheng immediately revealed an apologetic look. “So you and Deputy Pavilion Master Lin aren't an item. Forgive me, I read too much into it.”

Dugu Youran smiled cutely. “It’s nothing. It doesn’t bother me, and I believe Lin Xun isn't bothered by it either.”

The look in Yuan Qingheng’s eyes subtly changed. She then returned to her seat without continuing the conversation further.

Their exchange had appeared to be a casual chat, but Lin Xun’s intentional observation let him notice that the atmosphere between them wasn’t right, as if they were secretly competing. He could feel a headache coming.

For example, Yuan Qingheng had focused on the relationship between him and Dugu Youran. Thus everyone present now knew that they weren't a couple. However, Dugu Youran was not to be trifled with, countering by addressing him without his title, which caused the way Yuan Qingheng looked at them to change.

After all, everyone here addressed him as ‘Deputy Pavilion Master Lin.’ Dugu Youran calling him by his true name implied a close relationship as who would dare to address him like that if they weren't close?

On the surface, it had seemed to be a friendly talk, but behind it their sharp blades were pointing at each other. Any man who could sense what was actually going on would probably become timid.

Lin Xun merely drank by himself pretending that he had never noticed all this. Sometimes, feigning ignorance was a skill.

After Dugu Youran sat back down, she glanced at the nonchalant Lin Xun, smiled, and didn’t say anything more. However, for some reason, a hint of frustration rose in her heart.

Not far away, Yuan Qingheng also started drinking away as she mocked herself inside. What is wrong with me, fussing with that Dugu Youran for no reason?

She inadvertently glanced at Lin Xun, who was sitting shoulder to shoulder with Dugu Youran, before quickly withdrawing her gaze. A living supreme legend would naturally attract women's attention, no exceptions. Without a doubt, the current Lin Xun was such a legend.

...... 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

At dusk of the same day, the Green Wood Dao Body returned. Lin Xun made no delay as he left Tianxuan Starfield with Yuan Qiuwu after the latter had properly arranged his clan.

A day later, he arrived at the Origin World with the members of the Dugu Clan and Yuan Clan. Nothing unexpected had occurred on the way. Afterward, the two deputy pavilion masters Dugu Yong and Yuan Wutian got their respective clansmen settled down. Lin Xun, on the other hand, headed straight back to his cave haven.

In the next several days, Deputy Pavilion Masters Fang Daoping, Yu Xing, Tong Chaoyun, and Zhang Qianxi, as well as a number of elders and deacons returned one after another, all bringing back their clans’ forces with them. Given the vastness of the Origin World, there was more than enough space for these clans.

Seven days later, Lin Xun received news that the clans behind the big names of the Origin Sect had successfully relocated to the Origin World. From then on, they no longer had to live in fear of being held hostage by the Ten Immortal Giants. This was a great thing.

In the Seventh Heaven Domain, the moving of top-class organizations like the Dugu Clan and Yuan Clan quickly drew world-wide attention. Following that, the downfall of the four clans under Donghuang spread and raised many storms.

It was heard that many Immortal Imperial Clans were rubbing their palms together, eagerly plotting to occupy the cultivation paradises where the Dugu Clan and Yuan Clan used to be. As such, the situation of the entire domain became turbulent.

It was worth mentioning that not a word of the great purge that had taken place within the Origin Sect had been leaked. Otherwise, who knew how chaotic the whole world would be now. However, whether it was Lin Xun or the other seniors of the Origin Sect, they knew full well that the matter couldn't be concealed for long...

......

On this day, while Lin Xun was in meditation, a disciple came to notify him, “Deputy Pavilion Master Lin, tomorrow, it’s your turn to hold a lesson for the nine peaks.”

Lin Xun opened his eyes and replied, “I understand.”

Every other month, a ‘Nine Peaks Lecture’ would be held where deputy pavilion masters would take turns to give lessons to members of the nine peaks.

Early the next morning, Lin Xun left his cave for the Third Peak where the Nine Peaks Lecture this time would be. When he arrived, the huge training platform at the top of the peak was already crowded. There were over a thousand people, and nearly all of them were disciples of the Nine Great Peaks.

The area surrounding the platform was also packed with standing figures. This audience included peak elders and the disciples and deacons of the three pavilions. When Lin Xun was spotted, there was a commotion in the field.

“Greetings, Deputy Pavilion Master Lin.”

“Good morning, Senior Lin.”

Various voices abruptly rose and fell like waves. All the nine peaks’ disciples looked excited and reverent. Even the peak masters, deacons, elders, and other high-ranking personnel came forward to greet Lin Xun. In today’s Origin Sect, he was definitely a legendary giant. His achievements and prestige had long been carved into people’s hearts.

Lin Xun couldn’t help but wonder, “Why are there so many people?”

Third Peak Master Qu Jingchi answered him with a smile, “After hearing it's your turn to teach the nine peaks this time, Deputy Pavilion Master Lin, everyone here has been waiting with longing eyes and bated breath.”

“What about them?” Lin Xun looked into the distance. There stood familiar faces such as experts of the Dugu Clan and Yuan Clan and also many faces he didn't recognize.

Qu Jingchi explained, "When those clans heard about this, they specially asked to come and listen to your lecture. But since there is a quota limit, each clan can only send a maximum of ten people. This rule is set by Deputy Pavilion Master Fang."

Lin Xun finally understood the whole thing. He went straight to the meditation mat in the center of the platform and sat down. The atmosphere of the area instantly grew solemn and quiet. All gazes converged on him alone.

His expression was serene, and his voice resonated like a morning bell, “I am over three hundred years on the path of cultivation, the majority of which is spent on battle, exploring, and shaping my own dao. Today, let's seize this opportunity to exchange ideas and insights. I won't boast to call this a lecture, but hopefully I can solve any confusion you might have.”

His short speech clearly resounded through the field. Everyone in the audience froze for a moment with disbelief on their faces.

It was now that they learned Lin Xun had only been cultivating for just over three hundred years! He was simply too young!

Among the nine peaks’ disciples present, one could find plenty who were older than him, yet Lin Xun was already a Transcendence existence and a deputy pavilion master of the Origin Sect! He put even the most dazzling genius to shame.

Lin Xun didn’t expect that his casual introduction would create such a big shock. He ignored their reaction and sank into a moment of contemplation before he commenced to expound on some profound mysteries of the almighty dao.

For a while, the echo of his voice was heard between heaven and earth. Each word was impactful like the sound of the great dao itself. The crowd soon became immersed as they listened.

What he was explaining were some enigmas related to cultivation. At his current level, his teaching words were tied to the heavenly law and vividly presented the dao. They might sound ordinary, but falling into the ears of cultivators of different stages, they produced different wonders.

As time passed, some people revealed intoxicated expressions, some frowned bitterly, some scratched their heads, some were visibly delighted, some smiled...

Time flowed unknowingly. Hours later, Lin Xun finished everything he had to relay. The training platform was quiet and peaceful as many people were engrossed in different enlightenments.

He got up and walked off to leave.

“Deputy Pavilion Master Lin, thank you so much.” A disciple suddenly got up and bowed when Lin Xun passed them.

He instantly recognized the other party. It was Gu Yujian.

Shortly after joining the Origin Sect, Lin Xun had received a mission to hunt an Evil Spirit Heart. While carrying it out, he had met Gu Yujian, who had been persecuted and trapped in the Sin World by the then Third Peak Master Nan Bohong.

Not long ago, after the purging operation within the Origin Sect concluded, Lin Xun had sent Tao Leng to rescue Gu Yujian. Gu Yujian had now returned to the Third Peak, only that the current peak master was Qu Jingchi.

“No need to thank me.” Lin Xun patted the man's shoulder. “The Origin Sect is no longer the same, so you can rest easy and concentrate on cultivating from now on.”

Gu Yujian nodded. Without further delay, Lin Xun flew away.

......

Day after day went by. One day, Xuan Feiling came to Lin Xun in person. “Lin Xun, come with me.”

Lin Xun had a guess. “Senior, are the people from the Wen Clan and the Cang Clan here already?”

“Precisely.” Xuan Feiling said, “They are waiting outside the Origin World, at the Thousand Star Sea.”

With that, he had swept out. Lin Xun followed closely behind.

Above the endless blue sea that was the Thousand Star Sea, there were two figures floating in mid air.

One was a white-haired, otherworldly old man clad in a black robe. His hand held a horsetail whisk and his feet treaded on a landscape painting scroll. The other was a rugged looking, middle-aged man with a long sword across his back. His frame was like a towering, long-standing mountain, giving off an untouchable vibe.

When Xuan Feiling and Lin Xun arrived, both the black-robed old man and the sword-bearing middle-aged man directed their gazes over. In that instant, the region lurched into silence. An invisible pressure spread.

Xuan Feiling, however, acted oblivious as he introduced with a smile, “This is Fellow Daoist Wen Baji from the Wen Clan, and this is Fellow Daoist Cang Zhenkun from the Cang Clan. Both of them are at the perfection of the Transcendence Stage, placing them only one step away from certifying eternity.”

“Greetings, Fellow Daoists. I am Lin Xun.” Lin Xun gave a slight nod. While he was young in comparison, as a deputy pavilion master of the Origin Sect, he would not refer to himself as a junior anymore when facing old monsters like these two.

The black-robed Wen Baji looked deeply at Lin Xun. “The disciples of Fangchun Mountain are really something. I heard that you're already capable of subduing peak Transcendence experts with your current prowess. If that is true, then even the strongest divine juniors in the Ninth Heaven Domain are inferior to you.”

“You praised me too much, Fellow Daoist.” Lin Xun was unperturbed.

The sword bearer suddenly spoke up with a cold voice, “I don't believe in the existence of a so-called Eternal Supremacy Path. How about you and I have a match?”

His eyes were chilling and his attitude was aggressive!