Conflict, the Decline of the Ancient Divine Sect

“Revered Master, we’ve arrived.”

Miao Xiaoqing said considerately.

Xiao Fan glanced at her; the collar and leash around her neck were still there, which was quite unsightly. He had to act like a Saint when they went out.

With a wave of his hand, the collar around Miao Xiaoqing’s neck was collected into his grasp, freeing her from the restraint.

“Thank you, Revered Master,” Miao Xiaoqing said with a smile.

“Once we’re out, you are the Revered Master, and we are merely your servants,” Xiao Fan said.

Upon hearing the word “servant,” Miao Xiaoqing’s eyes sparkled with delight.

Although it was only a formality, she loved hearing it.

Qing Yu held his arm, inseparable.

Ning Bing carried Xiao Fang and walked beside him, showing no hint of being a servant. It looked more like a family outing.

The Disciples of the Saint Academy said nothing when they saw this arrangement.

Because even the Elders had their heads bowed, not daring to speak.

“Let’s go. I also want to explore the Saint Hall.”

Xiao Fan was looking forward to it. The Saint Hall, the place where all Qi Luck Children eventually gathered.

Not all Qi Luck Children, but at least eighty to ninety percent of them would gather at the Saint Hall.

A perfect hunting ground!

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Central Immortal Domain, the immortal city outside the Saint Hall.

Lin Yu had also arrived at the Saint Hall, bringing Lin Ningqin and Hua Yinyin with him.

Lin Ningqin originally didn't want to bother with him, but once she heard about the many benefits of the Saint Hall Training, she agreed.

“You can no longer be relied upon. I must rely on my own strength to avenge myself.”

Lin Yu still thought Ningqin had come to her senses and let go of her hatred.

He felt good about himself, believing he had used love to melt the hatred in Lin Ningqin’s Heart-Nature.

There were five people in their group.

Lin Yu, Lin Ningqin, Hua Yinyin, Lin Yu’s Revered Master Shang Ling, and his Revered Master’s Dao Companion, Lu Shui.

Shang Ling said to his Dao Companion Lu Shui, “Lu Shui, I’m going to visit old friends at the Saint Hall. I’m uneasy leaving Yu’er and the others like this, so I’ll trouble you to stay and look after the three of them.”

Lu Shui smiled faintly and said, “Rest assured, Husband, I will take good care of them. You can go without worry.”

Shang Ling nodded and then said to Lin Yu:

“This is a training ground. Those who can come here are either rich or noble, all with powerful backgrounds. I’m not afraid of you getting into trouble, but it’s best to avoid unnecessary disputes.”

Lin Yu smiled confidently and said,

“Revered Master, rest assured, I am very low-key and never proactively seek trouble.”

“Good, that’s good.”

With that, Shang Ling flew away to visit his old friends.

Lin Ningqin looked at the coming and going crowd, people with extraordinary temperaments, and various luxurious and precious carriages.

She felt like a mere Mortal who had stumbled into a fairy Realm.

Everyone here was very strong.

They weren't deliberately exuding their auras, but the natural pressure they emitted was enough to make her heart tremble.

There were also many people whose Realm was similar to hers, but they had profound identities and backgrounds. Each of them wore extremely precious Daoist robes, adorned with jewels.

And behind them, there were dozens of Taiyi Golden Immortal servants following, and even more, some were accompanied by Grand Unity Golden Immortals.

It was Lin Ningqin’s first time seeing so many powerful Cultivators; she was only filled with awe.

“If I could be as strong as them, would I be able to avenge my parents?”

Lin Ningqin gave a self-deprecating smile. She was just a small Earth Immortal Cultivator; it was somewhat wishful thinking.

Lu Shui took Lin Yu and the two girls, intending to find a place to rest and prepare for the upcoming assessment.

If nothing unexpected happened, then something unexpected was about to happen.

Heaven Treasure Immortal Pavilion, a pavilion for passing Cultivators to rest.

Lu Shui led the three inside.

She told the Cultivator at the front desk that she wanted four excellent Cultivate rooms.

And she paid with many treasures.

This made Lin Yu’s heart ache.

Although this was at the foot of the Saint Hall, it was normal for things to be a bit expensive, but he carefully counted the treasures Lu Shui, his Revered Master’s Dao Companion, had paid, and it was clearly too much.

Lin Yu asked, puzzled, “Younger Brother, is the lodging fee in your shop really this expensive?”

After collecting the payment, the attendant skillfully took out four keys and distributed them to the four people. He said with a smile:

“Young Master, you may not know, but among the many pavilions, only the Cultivate rooms in our Heaven Treasure Immortal Pavilion are most suited to the Saint Hall Training environment.”

“If you stay with us for a few days, we guarantee you’ll adapt to the assessment environment faster than others and shine brightly in the Training.”

Lin Yu’s eyes lit up upon hearing this. There’s such an effect?

“You’re not joking, are you?”

“How could the content of the Saint Hall Training be leaked?”

Lin Yu said, puzzled.

The attendant didn’t keep them in suspense; he said proudly:

“The content won’t be leaked, and our Heaven Treasure Immortal Pavilion doesn’t have the ability to steal the assessment content.”

“However, we can simulate the assessment environment, allowing you to adapt in advance.”

“Let’s just say, our Cultivate rooms here are in high demand, and you’re lucky to have gotten the last few remaining ones.”

Simulating the assessment environment could help one adapt faster to the Saint Hall assessment.

In that case, it wasn’t a loss after all.

Just as the group was about to leave, another group of people walked in.

Leading them was a dissolute Young Master, followed by several Taiyi Golden Immortal Cultivators, likely a Young Master from a noble family or an imperial prince from an immortal dynasty.

They certainly had a powerful background.

Lin Yu remembered the principle of being low-key and made way for them.

The man didn’t even glance at them, simply walked to the attendant and asked for an excellent Cultivate room.

The attendant chuckled, “Esteemed guest, all our Cultivate rooms are full. The last few remaining Cultivate rooms were taken by those esteemed guests who just left. My apologies.”

The dissolute Young Master’s expression was displeased, but he couldn’t act out.

Because he knew that Heaven Treasure Immortal Pavilion had a powerful background.

Otherwise, how could it have the ability to simulate the Saint Hall’s assessment environment?

So he turned his gaze to Lin Yu and his group.

“Fellow Daoist, please wait!” the dissolute Young Master called out.

Lin Yu paused, and without turning his head, said:

“We just barely have enough for ourselves; we’re not selling.”

The dissolute Young Master scoffed inwardly and said disdainfully, “I’m willing to buy one of them at ten times the price. I hope you know what’s good for you.”

The Cultivators behind the dissolute Young Master were somewhat stunned. Was their Young Master okay?

Although he was a bit dissolute sometimes, he wouldn’t usually speak with such a condescending tone.

They felt that their Young Master was a bit off today; his emotional intelligence in speaking had dropped significantly.

Lin Yu instantly became enraged. He said, “Say that again, who doesn’t know what’s good for them!?”

Lu Shui pulled Lin Yu, secretly transmitting a message to him to avoid trouble and just leave.

Ningqin and Hua Yinyin did the same, reminding Lin Yu not to be impulsive since Senior Shang Ling was not present.

Lin Yu couldn’t continue to act out; he just snorted coldly and prepared to leave.

But the Young Master was very displeased. What kind of attitude was that?

“This Young Master has lived this long, and no one has ever spoken to me so arrogantly.”

“Stop, did this Young Master tell you to leave?”

“You refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. You’re asking for death!”

The Child of Destiny’s usual method of drawing hatred was fully deployed.

What happened next was Lin Yu, disregarding everything, wanting to challenge that Young Master to a duel.

And that Young Master actually agreed.

The result was unsurprising: he was brutally beaten by Lin Yu and trampled underfoot.

The guards behind the Young Master tried to protect their Revered Master, but Lin Yu threatened them, saying he would kill him if they dared to move.

These words, full of killing intent, instantly stunned the few people.

They dared not act rashly.

Lin Ningqin watched, becoming increasingly disappointed.

He was just as impulsive back then, abandoning her and her aunt to chase after that enemy.

Almost causing both of them to die.

“You have no Heart-Nature, you only know how to fight. Do you even have a brain?”

Originally, it was just a dispute over a Cultivate room.

This brawl instantly escalated to a point of blood feud and life-or-death struggle.

Afterward, Lin Yu said with a smile, “Little Sister, I told you I could protect you, see?”

Lin Ningqin was unwilling to speak to him and followed Lu Shui’s steps with her aunt, leaving.

Lin Yu smiled bitterly, helplessly rubbing his nose.

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Xiao Fan felt a familiar aura from afar.

He was a bit surprised, not expecting to encounter Lin Ningqin and Hua Yinyin again.

However, he didn't go up to greet them; the timing of his appearance had to be chosen carefully.

He needed to create a chance encounter.

Two fresh flowers, if picked together, were quite appealing.

However, it seemed another Child of Destiny had just appeared.

“Oh, oh, oh, isn’t this someone from the Ancient God Sect? It’s only been a few days, how did you become so weak?”

A group of Cultivators with unfriendly expressions mocked a faction with only about a dozen people.

Among these dozen or so people, only the Elder leading the team had considerable strength, an Early Stage Taiyi Golden Immortal.

If it were outside, a Taiyi Golden Immortal would still be quite strong.

But this was the Saint Hall, and an Early Stage Taiyi Golden Immortal was somewhat insufficient.

The Elder told his Disciples not to be impulsive, but the Disciples only felt ashamed and were seething with indignation.

Only one Disciple had a faint smile on his face, not nervous at all.

He even looked at those who were mocking them with great interest.

A corner of his mouth curved into an arc, and he murmured almost imperceptibly:

“Interesting!”