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Chapter 352 A random outer disciple can easily defeat the Canglin Domain? The Burning Heaven Minor World!

Above the Yanyang Holy Land.

Lin Mo followed behind the Fierce Sword King, their two streaks of light galloping through the sea of clouds.

"Senior Yang, we've been flying for almost half an hour now..."

"Aren't we there yet?"

Lin Mo watched the scenery receding rapidly below and finally couldn't help but ask.

They were supposed to meet the Burning Heaven Holy Venerable, but this journey was a bit too long, wasn't it?

Given their speed, flying for this long would have been more than enough to circle the Canglin Domain twice!

Yet, within this Holy Land, he hadn't even seen a glimpse of their destination.

"Oh, Little Friend Lin, there's no need to be impatient."

"We're almost there."

Hearing this, the Fierce Sword King slowed down slightly and explained with a smile:

"Actually, we could have simply torn through the Void Realm and arrived in the blink of an eye."

"But the Grand Supreme Fentian specifically instructed that you should be allowed to see more of the Holy Land's appearance along the way to familiarize yourself with the environment."

"That's why I took you on a bit of a detour."

"I see..."

Lin Mo came to a sudden realization.

"This future bargain Revered Master of mine might have a fiery temper, but she's actually quite considerate."

"She actually thought about letting a country bumpkin like me who just entered the city go sightseeing first?"

"That's pretty thoughtful."

Now that he knew the reason, Lin Mo was no longer in a hurry.

He simply slowed down a bit more, carefully spread out his Divine Sense, and began to admire the full view of the Yanyang Holy Land with great interest.

He had to admit.

This Yanyang Holy Land was truly ridiculously large!

Even with his Divine Sense spread out to its full extent, he couldn't detect its boundaries at all!

The entire land seemed boundless, with spiritual mountains and blessed lands scattered like stars, each peak radiating an astounding spiritual rhythm.

Compared to this vast and infinite territory, Lin Mo noticed that the number of Disciples within the Holy Land was actually not that many.

At least, it was far from the sea of people he had imagined.

However!

The quality of these Disciples was terrifyingly high!

As they flew along, Lin Mo's Divine Sense swept past, and he didn't find a single person below the Nascent Soul Realm!

Moreover, these Nascent Soul Cultivators all had youthful faces and vigorous blood vitality; they were clearly all true geniuses!

"It seems Revered Master was right before."

"The Nascent Soul Realm really is just the minimum threshold for the Yanyang Holy Land to recruit Disciples!"

Lin Mo clicked his tongue inwardly.

In a place like the Canglin Domain, a Nascent Soul Old Monster could dominate a region and live like a local tyrant.

But here...

They were just a little newbie who barely qualified to enter the Sect?

This gap was simply despair-inducing!

"Senior Yang, what level of Disciples are those people down there?"

As they flew over a massive Martial Arts Stage, Lin Mo suddenly pointed down and asked.

On the Martial Arts Stage, a group of young Disciples were sparring, with various Spells and Divine Abilities flying everywhere in a lively display.

Lin Mo did a rough sensing.

The cultivation of these people was generally at the Nascent Soul Late Stage, and a few of the leaders had even stepped into the Spirit Transformation Realm!

Although their strength was nothing much in Lin Mo's eyes—he could crush a whole crowd of them with a casual hand—

If placed within the Nascent Soul level...

They were definitely the cream of the crop!

It was no exaggeration to say that any random person picked from that group of Disciples below...

Could take that arrogant Heaven-Supporting King Ji Wuya he met in the Canglin Domain and hang him up for a beating!

And it would be the kind of fancy beating where a hundred Ji Wuya's tied together wouldn't be enough to satisfy them!

"Oh, you mean those little fellows down there?"

The Fierce Sword King followed Lin Mo's gaze and spotted the group of Disciples who were 'pecking at each other like weaklings'.

Then, he curled his lip, seemingly a bit disdainful, and replied with a smile:

"Just a group of ordinary Outer Sect Disciples."

"Their strength is lacking, just flashy Moves. Don't let them make a fool of themselves in front of you, Little Friend Lin."

He truly was disdainful.

They were also in the Nascent Soul Realm, but look at Lin Mo beside him—that was a peerless monster who could chase down and hack at a Demon Seed!

And these little brats down there?

They were still playing house at the Nascent Soul level. All those fancy Moves looked intimidating, but their actual lethality was just so-so.

With such a huge disparity, how could a King-ranked expert with such high standards like him give them any importance?

"Just... Outer Sect Disciples?"

Hearing this, even though Lin Mo had already guessed as much, his mouth still couldn't help but twitch.

Good grief.

Ordinary Outer Sect Disciples?

With this level, any one of them pulled out at random would be enough to sweep through the entire Canglin Domain and wipe out every single Sect there!

Should he say the Canglin Domain truly lived up to its reputation as a 'newbie village'?

In comparison, it really was weak enough!

"Eh?"

Just as Lin Mo was lamenting, he suddenly let out a soft sound of surprise, as if he had discovered a new continent.

"The patterns on those Disciples' clothes... seem a bit different?"

He keenly noticed that although the Disciples below were all wearing the standard robes of the Holy Land,

There were distinctly different patterns engraved on their chests.

Some were lightning, some were flames, some were sharp swords...

Among them, the lightning patterns on the chests of several Disciples looked exceptionally familiar to Lin Mo.

Thinking carefully, wasn't that exactly the emblem of Lei Fa Peak that he had seen on Lei Jingxiao's flashy flying boat before?

"Senior Yang, what do these emblems mean?"

"Are the Outer Sect Disciples also divided into factions?"

He asked since he didn't know.

Since he was going to be hanging around here in the future, he naturally had to understand the rules and ways of this place clearly.

"Haha, Little Friend Lin's observation is indeed meticulous."

The Fierce Sword King smiled and explained patiently:

"There's something you may not know."

"In our Yanyang Holy Land, Disciples below the rank of Sequence have the right to voluntarily choose to follow a certain Sequence."

"And once they choose to join the ranks of a certain Sequence, they will be completely bound to them, not easily separated."

"It can be said that they rise and fall together!"

Speaking to this point, the Fierce Sword King glanced at Lin Mo and added meaningfully:

"For example, those Disciples you see with lightning marks on their chests are followers of that kid Lei Jingxiao."

"If Lei Jingxiao can go a step further and become a Saint in the future, then these followers will naturally rise with him and gain huge benefits."

Lin Mo was stunned for a moment, then realized.

Wasn't this one of the privileged treatments for Sequence Disciples that Lei Jingxiao had bragged to him about before?

At that time, Lei Jingxiao had made it sound extravagant, saying they could freely choose followers and have independent training grounds...

Looking at it now, how was this just simple treatment?

This was clearly allowing Sequence Disciples to openly form cliques and expand their power and influence within the Holy Land!

"So the competition among the ten Sequences..."

"Starts right from the low-level Disciples of the Holy Land, who are already competing secretly and picking sides!"

Lin Mo thought to himself.

This Move was truly clever.

It allowed Sequence Disciples to have their own small core team and exercise their leadership abilities.

At the same time, it gave the low-level Disciples something to look forward to.

It was simply killing two birds with one stone!

"Nowadays, most Disciples in the Holy Land will basically choose a Sequence to follow."

"After all, it's easier to enjoy the shade under a big tree."

"Following a Sequence not only provides protection but sometimes also allows one to enjoy some extra benefits."

"If you don't pick a side... it's very hard to make a name for yourself in this Holy Land."

The Fierce Sword King added another sentence.

Lin Mo nodded, expressing his understanding.

All the world's people come for profit, and all the world's people go for profit.

This was very reasonable.

Without benefits, who would be willing to be your subordinate? Who would be willing to risk their lives for you?

In the end, it was profit that could Move people's hearts the most.

"Then Senior Yang..."

After figuring out the logic behind this,

He was just about to ask which Sequence currently had the largest force and the highest support rate.

However...

"Little Friend Lin, ask whatever you want later."

"We're... here!"

Before he could finish his sentence, the Fierce Sword King's figure suddenly paused, and he stopped, interrupting his words.

"We're here?"

Lin Mo was taken aback and instinctively looked up ahead.

But when he looked, he was dumbfounded!

In front of him was just a vast, empty void; besides the drifting clouds and mist, there wasn't a single thing!

"Senior Yang... are you sure you didn't take the wrong path?"

"Where exactly have we arrived?"

Lin Mo was completely bewildered and couldn't help but turn to look at the Fierce Sword King, his eyes filled with suspicion.

Did this old guy have a bout of senile dementia and lead him the wrong way?

You call this 'arrived'?

"Haha, Little Friend Lin, don't be in a hurry."

Seeing Lin Mo's 'doubting his life' expression, the Fierce Sword King gave a mysterious smile and pointed at the void ahead, saying:

"Of course we've arrived!"

"This... is the Grand Supreme Fentian's training ground..."

"The entrance to the Burning Heaven Small World!"

"Small World?!"

Lin Mo's heart skipped a beat.

"Little Friend Lin, wait a moment. I will now send a voice transmission to the Grand Supreme Fentian and ask her to open the entrance!"

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