87: No, what about my fate?

The man-eating Fiend killed two Righteous Path Prodigies who had teamed up to fight the beast tide, and over a dozen Cultivators in the Soul Transformation Stage were counter-killed.

He drew his sword and launched a sneak attack on the Sect Master of a Righteous Path Sect; a Sword Cultivator Prodigy, he surpassed all predecessors in the Trial Great Hall, becoming the first in ancient and modern times...

Any one of these feats would be enough to be proud of, but Lin Ye managed to do all of them in a short period.

His red robes and the bronze coffin on his back had become his signature, and at this moment, he completely became the focal point in everyone's eyes.

It was no exaggeration to say that no one in the Southern Domain didn't know him.

In a short while, a red figure appeared before everyone.

His red robes fluttered in the wind, his hair was tied back with a cloth band, and a few strands of messy hair floated across his forehead, revealing his young and handsome face.

He had sword-like eyebrows and bright, star-like eyes; his entire being was like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed, and the ancient bronze coffin on his back carried a hint of eerie aura.

"What a young Sword Immortal..."

Feeling the Sword Intent emanating from Lin Ye, a Cultivator exclaimed.

He was only in the Soul Transformation Stage, yet he already possessed the rudimentary form of a Concept? If he were given a few more years, wouldn't he soar?

The title of Prodigy was well-deserved.

"Sword Immortal? Heh heh... Sword Demon is more like it. Do those who devour their own kind deserve to be called Immortals?"

"Shut your mouth. For us Sword Cultivators, one should be like a sharp sword, advancing bravely and being indestructible. Naturally, one should follow one's heart. Who cares if he eats people or not? I just think that in terms of swordsmanship, he is definitely a top Prodigy."

"Speaking of which, what's with that bronze coffin on his back? Is that a Magic Treasure? Why do I feel a little tingle on my scalp?"

"The more I stare at that bronze coffin, the more I can feel the ominous Qi on it. This Lin Ye, his entire being, from head to toe, even his Magic Treasure, is so strange."

"I've looked into information about this Lin Ye. It's said that he was a Genius from a remote small city, and when he left that small city, he was only in the Golden Core Stage. Now, a few months later, he's in Soul Transformation?"

"I wonder if this Lin Ye can ascend to the position of Saint."

"..."

As expected, Lin Ye's appearance caused everyone on the high platform to start whispering.

Part of the reason they came here was to see what was going on with this renowned Lin Ye.

After all, they had been hearing about him so much recently that their ears were almost numb.

Similarly, the Elders and Disciples of their respective Sects also turned their gazes towards Lin Ye. The former had expressions of admiration and pride, while the latter's expressions were a mixture of awe, envy, jealousy, and various other emotions.

The Sequence Disciples also reacted differently to Lin Ye's appearance.

Gong Xiang, Nangong Qian, and Jiang Yunmei had met him before.

The first two felt Lin Ye's Soul Transformation cultivation and their eyes became solemn.

This Lin Ye's talent was indeed terrifying. Compared to these Sequence Disciples, Lin Ye was also the youngest, yet he possessed a Soul Transformation Stage cultivation, even though he had just broken through.

However, there was no sign of an unstable Foundation on him at all.

How did he manage to do it in just a few days?

The other Sequence Disciples, more or less, harbored feelings of curiosity and dissatisfaction towards Lin Ye.

Only Xiang Tiange, when he looked at Lin Ye, the corners of his mouth curved slightly upwards. Clearly, he was very satisfied with Lin Ye's cultivation.

Only then could he keep up with his pace; otherwise, if Lin Ye was too weak, not to mention whether he was qualified to contend with him, he wouldn't even have the qualification to go to the forbidden area together later!

That was not a place where the weak could tread.

Lin Ye ignored everyone's gazes and walked onto the arena by himself.

Looking towards the high platform, he saw the figures of Ling Ruoqing and Chu Hao. Lin Ye was clearly not surprised by their arrival.

The two of them had said before that they were Disciples of the Holy Land.

Now that the Holy Son Grand Competition had invited so many forces, it was not surprising for them to be there.

Chu Hao on the high platform clearly noticed Lin Ye's gaze and said to Ling Ruoqing beside him, "Senior Sister, Brother Lin is looking at us!"

"Mhm..."

Ling Ruoqing nodded, her beautiful eyes looking at Lin Ye filled with complex emotions.

Her proud long legs also unconsciously squeezed together, as if she was thinking of some scene.

On the other side, the Mystic Moon Holy Master's beautiful eyes held a hint of coldness.

"Indeed... the Innate Demon Body, such a Physique has reappeared. It seems the trip to Central Plains needs to be hastened, otherwise, Lin Yu's side..."

The Mystic Moon Holy Master shook her head, shaking off the thoughts in her mind.

"amitabha..."

The Buddha's gaze towards Lin Ye was filled with greed.

"Indeed! That bronze coffin is exactly as described in the records! It seems Lin Ye has truly obtained my Buddha's Legacy, and this child must be taken away."

"amitabha... Good..."

The people from the academy were also like this. Chu Wuhai's gaze towards Lin Ye was full of killing intent.

"If such a Peerless Fiend is allowed to exist, what's the point of our academy talking about restoring peace to the Southern Domain? This scoundrel must be eliminated!"

"But now..."

Chu Wuhai subconsciously looked at the Lord of Blissful Demons, who was frantically wriggling in his chair.

He roared inwardly.

"What exactly are you doing?! Do you have maggots on you?! If you have any moves, just use them directly! How am I supposed to make a move when you're like this?!"

Unbeknownst to him, the Lord of Blissful Demons was also roaring frantically in his heart.

It hurts me to death, it hurts me to death!!!

You old farts, just you wait, we're not done with this!

You want me to be your lobbyist and persuade Madam Miao? Dream on! I won't say anything. If such a good Disciple falls into your hands, wouldn't he be led astray?

Go yourselves, and let's see how arrogant you are!

The Elder standing on the high platform looked back at his Holy Master and saw him wriggling frantically.

Hmm, he must be telling me to start quickly.

"The Holy Son Grand Competition now begins! Next, we will proceed with an elimination system. There is only one position for Saint, so Disciples do not need to hold back. If there is a life-threatening situation, we will help you block it. Feel free to display your strength!"

"Since there are eleven people competing for the position, we now need to draw lots to decide..."

Hearing the Elder's words,

Lin Ye already knew that he would definitely be the one to get a bye in the first round.

After all, with the Son of Destiny's destiny, Lin Ye naturally knew what was going on.

Which time, when encountering such a situation, did the Son of Destiny not get a bye?

The Elder walked down the stage and drew lots for them one by one. When it was Lin Ye's turn, he smiled slightly at him and said, "Lin Ye, you will be fighting Jiang Chuan."

"Huh?"

Lin Ye was clearly stunned for a moment.

Where's my destiny? Where's my Son of Destiny's destiny?!

Shouldn't I get a bye?

"In the first round of battle, Xiang Tiange gets a bye."

Lin Ye: "..."