271: Xuanyuan Potian’s new event: become a disciple?

The boss's information appeared before him.

[Name]: Niu Cheche

[Identity]: Head of Slaughtering Ox Mountain/Normal Boss

[Realm]: Third Realm, Tenth Layer

[Magic Power]: 27,000

[Physique]: 10,000

[Health]: 500,000

[Spells]: Chaotic Slash Swordplay (First Grade, High-tier), Flying Sword Technique (Second Grade, Mid-tier)

"Oh?"

"Just one more major realm, and his stats surged so dramatically?"

Lin Sheng was slightly surprised.

But then he thought, there was originally a clear disparity between different realms, so a significant increase in stats after advancing a realm should be within reason.

The head of the mountain in the image was a middle-aged man holding a long sword and wearing a bamboo hat.

He stood rooted to the spot.

Controlling dozens of flying swords in the sky, he ruthlessly reaped the lives of the players.

Although the players were steadily weakening his health, relying on the advantage of numbers + instant resurrection and re-entry into the dungeon + various items, the speed was truly too slow.

Amidst the fierce battle.

Many players stood amidst the crowd, watching the tragic scene and sighing repeatedly.

"We must become stronger! We absolutely must become stronger!"

"The first main dungeon already requires us to constantly resurrect and re-enter. We don't know when the next main dungeon will arrive. To stand out, we can only accelerate our growth in strength!"

"So many players are still joining every day. As a pioneer, if I can't gain an advantage beforehand, won't I have come in early for nothing?!"

"Charge, charge, charge! Everyone, keep going!"

Approximately half an hour later.

Under the continuous assault of tens of thousands of players, the head of the mountain, Niu Cheche, finally fell in battle.

The dungeon screen before Lin Sheng finally closed.

And tens of thousands of players simultaneously descended upon the square of the Saint Descent Hall. In an instant, the entire hall, inside and out, became lively and bustling, with sounds rising like dust and noise.

The Saint Descent Hall, independent of the Twelve Heavens and Eight Thousand Dao Domains, possessed its own sun, allowing it to remain bright throughout the year.

And at this moment.

The brilliant and dazzling sunlight shone upon the players, making them feel more open-minded and causing their voices to become even more uncontrolled during discussions.

"What rewards did everyone get?!"

"Damn it, just a bit of experience, not even enough to get me to the First Realm, Third Layer!"

"Looks like it's distributed by contribution. I just managed to go from the Fourth Layer to the Fifth Layer."

"What a scam! Wasted so much time. I'm definitely not participating in this kind of main dungeon next time."

"Hahaha, I have the experience buff given by Boss Lin Sheng, I went up seven layers in a row!"

"......"

Among the many players, those who undoubtedly benefited the most were the ones who had just received Lin Sheng's blessing.

Some of them even went to the forums to show off their gains.

And this action.

Naturally, it attracted countless players who rushed towards Lin Sheng, praying and begging as if to gods and buddhas, hoping to receive his blessing.

Lin Sheng paid no attention.

He only focused his attention on the new event that had appeared before him.

【Ding!】

【The Heavenly Mandated Protagonist, "Xuan Yuan Potian," has triggered a life event!】

【Event Name: Xuan Yuan Potian Becomes the Disciple of Flame God and Befriends the Heaven's Chosen, Zhao the Madman.】

【Location: Chi Luo Dao Domain · Fierce Forest City · Flame God Domain】

【Event Summary: After hastily leaving Qian Huan City, Xuan Yuan Potian's notorious reputation gradually began to spread in the surrounding areas. Xuan Yuan Potian somewhat regretted the things he had done on the Stage of Heroes, feeling that he had been too impulsive at the time.】

【So he rushed to the Flame God Domain, hoping to get help from the Flame God, who was on good terms with the Xuan Yuan clan, to salvage his reputation.】

【The Flame God is a well-known great benefactor in the Eight Thousand Dao Domains, having saved countless lives over millions of years. As long as he gains his approval, his reputation in the Eight Thousand Dao Domains won't be bad.】

【It went very smoothly.】

【When Xuan Yuan Potian arrived, it was precisely the Flame God's disciple recruitment ceremony, and many renowned distinguished guests were present.】

【Xuan Yuan Potian originally intended to wait until the ceremony was over to meet the Flame God privately. Unexpectedly, influenced by Wu Linglong beside him, Luo Qingtian, who was first in the martial arts competition, couldn't help but challenge him.】

【He initially wanted to refuse, but unfortunately, many guests present recognized him.】

【In order not to bring shame upon the Xuan Yuan clan, Xuan Yuan Potian went onto the stage and easily defeated his opponent, displaying astonishing strength.】

【Unexpectedly, the Flame God, that old rascal, boisterously wanted him to be his disciple and even threw a tantrum if he didn't agree.】

【Xuan Yuan Potian gave a wry smile and could only reluctantly become his disciple.】

【The Flame God immediately imparted to him the "Burning Flame World Annihilation Art," causing his cultivation to break through two realms consecutively, and introduced him to his most formidable descendant, Zhao the Madman.】

【The two young heaven's chosen took to each other at first sight and quickly became sworn brothers.】

【And with the Flame God's endorsement, the notoriety generated by some of Xuan Yuan Potian's previous actions began to rapidly fade.】

Flame God... Zhao the Madman...

Lin Sheng pondered slightly, thinking that someone who could become sworn brothers with a Heavenly Mandated Protagonist like Xuan Yuan Potian was, nine times out of ten, also a Heavenly Mandated Protagonist.

The light screen of the scroll rapidly unfolded before him.

In the Flame God Domain, the scorching sun was shining brightly at this moment.

In the center of the screen was the familiar Xuan Yuan Potian. He was holding Wu Linglong's hand behind him, moving through the dense crowd.

"Excuse me, excuse me."

This was the martial arts competition venue for the Flame God's disciple recruitment.

The surrounding "crowd" were either heaven's chosen from various paths who came to seek mentorship or passersby with profound cultivation.

To squeeze to the front, relying solely on politeness was completely insufficient.

Therefore.

Xuan Yuan Potian ultimately relied on his outstanding realm to successfully push his way to the front with Wu Linglong.

The people around merely cast a fleeting glance at this.

More of their attention was focused on the martial arts stage before them – although the stage looked only a hundred meters long and wide from the outside, once one stepped inside, it became a small world where one couldn't exit even at ten thousand meters per second.

Bang!!

Suddenly, a loud vibration sound came from the stage!

Then, in the next moment, thunderous applause erupted.

"Wow! Luo Qingtian has won again!"

"This must be his 45th defeated opponent, right? Not a single one could last half a minute against him."

"What 45? It's clearly 46 now."

"Historically, the Flame God only accepts one disciple at each recruitment ceremony. It seems Luo Qingtian is a sure bet this time."

"Sigh, if only the Flame God didn't only accept heaven's chosen under a hundred years old, I would have wanted to try again a thousand years later..."

Xuan Yuan Potian, dressed in black dragon robes, slightly narrowed his eyes.

Even though he had consecutively dropped over ten realms and only had the cultivation of the Thirty-second Realm, among the extremely young generation under a hundred years old, such a realm was exceedingly rare throughout the Eight Thousand Dao Domains.

For example, Luo Qingtian on the stage.

Having defeated so many challengers, his realm was actually only the Twenty-second Realm.

Although there was a difference of ten major realms between him and Xuan Yuan Potian.

But in the Eight Thousand Dao Domains, Xuan Yuan Potian bet there were definitely no more than ten youths under a hundred years old within this ten-major-realm range.

One must know.

The gap between geniuses is even larger than the gap between ordinary people!

"Potian, do you want to go up and try?"

Luo Qingtian on the stage narrowed his eyes, enjoying the amazed gazes from the elderly Flame God on the high seat, the surrounding guests, and his peers.

His mood was originally extremely pleasant.

But suddenly, he heard a rather grating voice.