209: Chapter 209 Strange Space

"But later, a brilliant and talented Great Emperor appeared. They actually united the power of all the strange races to fight against the two great clans..."

"For a time, the two sides were actually evenly matched!"

"This war lasted for a full thousand years. In the end, the strange races were defeated because their reproductive ability was too poor; after a thousand years of attrition, they gradually fell into a disadvantage..."

"So, were these strange races all wiped out in the end?" Lin Bei couldn't help but ask.

"No..." The Lord of Sacred Heart Mansion had admiration in his eyes. "The majority of the strange race army died in battle."

"In the end, that Great Emperor really couldn't bear to watch them all die tragically, so they exhausted their lifelong cultivation to open up a Strange Space and sent all the strange races into it!"

Lin Bei frowned, a bit suspicious. "Senior, according to what you said, how is it that there is no record of such a major event in the ancient books?"

"Heh..." The old man's smile carried a hint of mockery. "The era when this happened was too long ago... At that time, the vast majority of Holy Lands, Imperial Dynasties, and Ancient Families did not even exist yet!"

"Most importantly, this is not a glorious matter. History is written by the victors. Even if you see a few words about it now, it might just be described as a battle of the Human Race bravely fighting against the strange races..."

"This..." Lin Bei nodded, having to admit that what the other party said made some sense.

"Senior, do you have any way to help my Disciple? Is there any Heaven And Earth Treasure that can replenish his Origin?"

"Replenish his Origin?" The Lord of Sacred Heart Mansion pondered for a moment. "I have not heard of such a thing..."

Chen Ping's eyes immediately dimmed a little.

"Don't worry, Revered Master will find a way for you! Go back first!" Lin Bei comforted him.

"Senior seems to have more to say?" After Chen Ping left, Lin Bei spoke, looking at the old man before him with profound meaning.

"Ahem..."

The Lord of Sacred Heart Mansion gave a dry cough. "Don't rush. Having said so much, I'm a bit parched. Let me rest for a while..."

Lin Bei curled his lips.

Indeed, old habits die hard...

He immediately took out three glowing, crystalline fruits. "Senior, these are some divine fruits I obtained by chance earlier. Please, have a taste!"

"Tsk tsk tsk!" The Lord of Sacred Heart Mansion did not stand on ceremony, grabbing the fruits and stuffing them into his mouth. "Sect Master is truly generous; offering immortal medicine right away. I, this old man, have certainly come to the right place by joining this Heavenly Court!"

After two divine fruits were swallowed, the old man was satisfied. He wiped the corners of his mouth and began to explain.

"It's not that there are no things to increase the Origin, but your Disciple belongs to the royal family of the Spirit Devouring Sword Clan!"

"If you use that method to increase his Origin, it will lower his talent..."

"Oh? Are there other ways?" Lin Bei asked.

"Competition! Although cruel, it is also the strongest driving force for development!" The Lord of Sacred Heart Mansion's voice carried a hint of cold ruthlessness.

"Contending for resources! Contending for opportunities! Contending for time! Contending for the Origin!"

"For him, the best way is to devour the Origin of his own kind to strengthen himself!"

"Hmm!" Lin Bei nodded in agreement. "I understand the principle, but where can I find other members of the Spirit Devouring Sword Clan?"

"Do you know where the space opened up by the Great Emperor you mentioned is located?"

"No need to go looking!" The old man shook his head and sighed softly. "They are also a part of the Ancient Continent. How could they possibly stay out of it?"

Seeing that the other party seemed unwilling to reveal the location of that Strange Space, Lin Bei did not press further and turned to another topic.

"What is your take on the Immortals about to descend to the Lower Realm?"

"What is my take? I'm sitting right here and watching!"

"Ahem..." Lin Bei almost spat out a mouthful of enlightenment tea. He didn't expect the old man before him to be quite humorous.

"Senior, based on your deduction, what is the strength of the Immortals descending to the Lower Realm? Void Immortal? True Immortal? Or Immortal King?"

"Immortal King?" The Lord of Sacred Heart Mansion sneered. "To get an Immortal King to descend to the Lower Realm, I'm afraid sacrificing the life of an Immortal Emperor wouldn't even be enough!"

"I estimate that even a True Immortal is unlikely; it is highly probable to be a Void Immortal!"

A Void Immortal, which is generally at the level of a Great Emperor!

"A Void Immortal, is it?" Lin Bei's lips curled slightly. "Senior, if you were to face one, would you be confident?"

"Don't try that with me!" The old man glanced at him. "With these old arms and legs of mine, I can't go out and stir up trouble!"

"Oh?" Lin Bei's eyes lit up. "Does Senior mean you won't go out, but guarding the Heavenly Court is no problem?"

As he spoke, he unobtrusively took out a dozen or so various divine fruits from his Portable Space...

"Pah! What are you saying, Sect Master?!" The Lord of Sacred Heart Mansion looked serious and waved his large sleeve, and the divine fruits before him immediately disappeared.

"I am also a member of the Heavenly Court. If an external enemy attacks, naturally I cannot sit idly by!"

"If the descending Immortal is truly just a Void Immortal, you need not worry!"

"Good, good, good!" Lin Bei smiled.

He couldn't quite figure out the Lord of Sacred Heart Mansion, but now that he had the other party's personal promise, he dared to take the risk.

A month later, news of the Immortals descending to the Lower Realm had spread far and wide across the Ancient Continent. Countless Cultivators rushed to Immortal Communication Peak early, wanting to secure a good spot to welcome the Immortals' descent.

Dreaming that if the Immortal was happy, they might casually toss down some benefits, allowing them to rise to prominence.

However, not a single Cultivator from the Heavenly Court went out to join the excitement.

Lin Bei had long since given the order: during the time of the Immortals' descent, no one was allowed to leave the mountain gate area; violators would be expelled from the Heavenly Court immediately!

Outside the mountain gate, Lin Bei sneaked out with Qin Xiaobo.

"Brother Lin, isn't it not very good for us to do this? Didn't you say that orders must be strictly followed?" Qin Xiaobo was a little uneasy.

"What are you talking about? I am the order!" Lin Bei patted his chest, looking proud, and teleported away while pulling Qin Xiaobo.

"Pah! The magistrate is allowed to burn down houses, but the common people are not allowed to light lamps! What a jerk!" A few moments later, confirming that Lin Bei had left, the Nine-Fire Holy Spirit and the Great King Holy Infant looked at each other and spat fiercely.

"Brother Lin, what do you think the Immortals look like?" Qin Xiaobo snuggled up to Lin Bei and said softly.

"I guess, probably two eyes, one nose, two ears, and one mouth!"

"Woo... Brother Lin... you are so bad!"

...

"Ding! Host, please note, the System cooldown has ended!"

Lin Bei traveled extremely fast. Three days later, he was already approaching Immortal Communication Peak, and the System prompt finally sounded in his ears.

"I hope the immortal bell is a bit more effective this time..." he muttered to himself.

"Brother Lin, what are you muttering about? Look, so many people!" Still dozens of miles away from Immortal Communication Peak, there were already many Cultivators packed together densely.

"Damn! Isn't that too exaggerated?" Lin Bei's eyes widened.

"What did you expect?" Qin Xiaobo rolled her eyes at him. "This is an Immortal, okay! There has never been an event in the history of the Ancient Continent where an Immortal descended to the Lower Realm!"

Lin Bei opened his mouth, really wanting to tell her that she herself was actually considered an Immortal now...

Suddenly, Qin Xiaobo tugged at his sleeve and looked at a corner in the distance. "Brother Lin, look who that is!"