170: My cousin is so cool!

Lin Chao followed respectfully behind Lin Miao, his back bowed, humble to the point of being in the dust.

He did not dare to be the least bit presumptuous.

Within the Taichu Sect, Great Sage Taishi's long-standing knot in his heart was resolved; he felt comfortable all over, every inch of his bones and muscles cheering.

The Bottleneck that had troubled him for thousands of years actually showed signs of loosening.

He looked at Lin Miao, his eyes full of relief and gratitude.

Lin Miao had also figured out the whole story.

Everything was Lin Chao's doing behind the scenes.

She turned her head and gave Lin Chao a cold glance, a look that made this newly promoted Quasi-Emperor's heart turn cold.

Meanwhile, at the Taishi Holy Land.

The Holy Lord sat upon a throne in the clouds, his Divine Thought sweeping across the entire Sacred Ruins Continent.

When he sensed that heart-palpitating residual prestige within the Taichu Sect, a solemn expression finally appeared on his eternally unchanging face.

"Pass down the order."

The Holy Lord's voice echoed within the Holy Land.

"Order Venerable Feiyu to lead the newly promoted Saint and depart for Hun Kun Academy immediately."

"To participate in the kunpeng inheritance."

As soon as these words were spoken, an uproar broke out within the Holy Land.

"The kunpeng inheritance? That is one of the ten ancient fierce beasts!"

"What does the Holy Lord mean? Does he want to compete with those ancient immortal clans?"

The Holy Lord did not explain.

His gaze pierced through endless time and space, landing on that man dressed in snow-white clothes, looking like a god or a demon.

[Compete? No.]

[It is to forge a good relationship.]

Venerable Feiyu possessed extraordinary talent; if he could stand out in such a grand gathering, even if he only received a word of praise from Su Xuanchen, it would be a huge Opportunity for the Taishi Holy Land.

The order was issued.

Within the Holy Land, those newly promoted prodigies of the last hundred years howled with excitement.

Countless rare Medicinal Pills, divine materials, and secret treasures were bestowed like flowing water.

A gluttonous feast exclusive to the younger generation was about to begin.

Kunxu Divine Domain, Hun Kun Academy.

In order to accommodate the various forces arriving from the Three Thousand Heavenly Realms, the academy had already expanded its mountain gate outward by millions of miles.

Viewing platforms carved from divine jade rose from the ground, floating above the sea of clouds, specifically for the overlords of various regions and the experts of ancient clans to observe.

The venue was already a sea of people.

Countless young Cultivators gathered here, each with Qi as powerful as a Dragon and divine light surrounding their bodies.

"Have you heard? The Successor of the Immortal Palace has come as well!"

"More than that! The Saint of the Longevity Gu Family, the Goddess of the Archaic Ye Family, and even that mysterious Chaos Child are all said to have set out!"

"Hiss! Such a lineup is simply the Peak showdown of the younger generation!"

The sound of discussion rose and fell.

In a corner of the crowd.

Three beautiful figures were curiously surveying their surroundings.

They were the three Su Qingyings: Su Changge, Su Yaoyao, and Su Qingying.

"Wow! So many people!"

Su Changge blinked her large eyes, her small face full of excitement.

Su Qingying hid somewhat timidly behind her Su Qingying, whispering.

"So many powerful auras... I'm a little scared."

Only Su Yaoyao had a cold expression, her Phoenix eyes scanning the field, taking in all potential threats.

Just then.

A hearty voice came from behind them.

"Changge, Yaoyao, Qingying!"

The three of them turned their heads.

They saw a handsome young man dressed in fine silk walking quickly toward them.

"Cousin?"

Su Changge tilted her head and recognized the newcomer.

Gu Wuyong, a standout among the younger generation of the Longevity Gu Family, was also their cousin and belonged to the same clan as Gu Wushuang.

"Cousin, you really do look a bit like Aunt Gu Wushuang."

Su Yaoyao looked him up and down and suddenly blurted out.

Hearing this, Gu Wuyong stumbled and almost fell.

He rubbed his nose with a bitter smile.

"Cousin Yaoyao, stop teasing me."

"How could I possibly be compared to the Goddess Wushuang?"

He had just finished speaking when he let out a "Huh?" and looked toward Su Yaoyao's side in disbelief.

It was empty.

Su Yaoyao's figure had silently vanished at some point.

[What a fast movement technique!]

[What a strange concealment technique!]

Gu Wuyong's heart was deeply shaken.

He hadn't even noticed when she had left!

Only then did he remember his father's instructions.

[These three cousins are all monsters and must not be underestimated!]

Gu Wuyong's appearance naturally attracted many people's attention.

After all, he was from the Longevity Gu Family.

But soon, everyone's gaze was firmly fixed on Su Changge and Su Qingying beside him.

One was quirky and charmingly cute.

One was pitiable and elegantly ethereal.

"Hiss! Whose family's Fairy is that? She is actually so stunningly beautiful!"

"I've never seen her! Could she be the Goddess of some Hidden Immortal Clan?"

Exclamations rose and fell.

Just then.

A cold gaze shot over.

Not far away, the Successor of the Immortal Palace stood with his hands behind his back, surrounded by immortal light, his temperament transcendent.

When he saw Gu Wuyong, his handsome face darkened.

Although the two had not fought, an invisible tension already permeated the air.

Su Changge's eyes darted around, and she mischievously pulled on Gu Wuyong's sleeve.

"Cousin, look, so many pretty Su Qingyings are looking at you."

She pointed to the various goddesses around them whose faces were flushed with interest.

Gu Wuyong's face turned red.

Su Changge wouldn't let it go and deliberately led the surrounding fairies toward the Successor of the Immortal Palace.

She leaned into Gu Wuyong's ear and teased in a low voice.

"Cousin, didn't you say you were going to strike down the Successor of the Immortal Palace?"

"Now is a good Opportunity."

"Ahem!"

Gu Wuyong coughed awkwardly twice and waved his hand quickly.

" Nonsense!"

"Now that the Legacy is imminent, we should prioritize preserving our strength. How can we act on impulse?"

He said this, but his gaze involuntarily drifted toward the Successor of the Immortal Palace, his expression solemn.

[Immortalization Art...]

[He has actually cultivated this technique to such a profound level!]

While the prodigies of various factions were secretly competing.

"Boom!"

An ancient bronze palace tore through the air.

The people from the Taishi Holy Land had arrived.

The group was led by Venerable Feiyu.

"Why hasn't the Taishi Holy Lord come in person?"

"Hehe, it seems the Taishi Holy Land doesn't have much hope for this Legacy."

Vague discussions could be heard from the surroundings.

Venerable Feiyu turned a deaf ear, only exchanging a look with the nearby Great Sage Taishi; both saw a bitter smile in each other's eyes.

They had no intention of competing for that illusory Kunpeng Treasure Art.

They came here only for experience and, perhaps... to see if they could forge a good relationship.

The atmosphere in the venue became increasingly enthusiastic.

Prodigies constantly displayed anomalies and used Treasure Arts, wanting to make a name for themselves in front of everyone.

But no matter how hard they tried.

The focus of the entire venue was always on those two beautiful figures.

Su Changge and Su Qingying.

They were the two brightest stars, making everything around them pale in comparison.

Many ill-intentioned gazes began to converge on them.

Gu Wuyong Seeing， Frowning。

Without a second thought, he stepped forward, shielding his two cousins behind him.

His protective posture was self-evident.

"Oh my, Cousin is so impressive."

Su Changge poked her small head out from behind him and winked mischievously.

"With Cousin here, we are much safer."

Hearing this, Gu Wuyong's back straightened even more.

The scene was lighthearted and humorous.

But the undercurrents of various forces and the competition between prodigies were already quietly brewing amidst the noise.