147: Lin Huan Travel

Ten years passed in the blink of an eye, within the Lin Familys Small World.

Lin Dao guarded the Forbidden Ground, not leaving for ten years.

His aura became increasingly profound. Although he was still at the Peak of the Quasi-Emperor First Heaven, his comprehension and control over the Chaos Dao had reached a new level.

On this day, he felt an intuition and cast his gaze toward the courtyard where someone had resided for eleven years.

The courtyard gate opened, and a young boy wearing a simple blue cloth shirt walked out.

He looked about eleven or twelve years old, with handsome features and eyes that were pure yet profound, as if they contained the rotation of the Universe's stars and rivers.

It was precisely Lin Huan.

Eleven years had passed, and unlike other children, he hadn't undergone systematic Cultivation. Every day, he simply read books, meditated, watched the clouds, listened to the rain, and occasionally, under Lin Dao's guidance, comprehended the profound mysteries within the Primal Origin Scripture.

However, his cultivation Realm had naturally and smoothly reached the Peak of the Carefree Realm!

He was only separated from the Saint Realm by a thin sheet of paper.

This speed of Cultivation could no longer be measured by common sense.

Lin Huan walked outside the Forbidden Ground and bowed to the Void Realm: "Old Ancestor."

Lin Dao's figure silently appeared before him, looking at this descendant whose aura was pure yet unfathomably deep, a hint of complexity and anticipation flashing in his eyes.

"Have you decided?"

"Yes." Lin Huan looked up, his gaze clear and resolute. "My Clan brothers and sisters are all training outside, spreading the prestige of our Lin Clan.

Although Huan'er is young, I also wish to go out and travel, see this Heaven and Earth, and seek my own Dao."

Lin Dao was silent for a moment, then nodded.

Given Lin Huan's mysterious Physique and Foundation, staying within the Clan might actually restrict his growth.

"Go." Lin Dao flicked his finger, and an imprint—more condensed than the one given to Lin Zhan and the others, and containing a trace of true Chaos Origin power—sank into Lin Huan's glabella.

"This imprint can protect you three times, and it also allows me to sense your location. The outside world is treacherous; be careful in all things."

"Thank you, Old Ancestor!" Lin Huan felt the vast, warm power within the imprint, his heart warming, and he bowed again.

"I have already sent word to the Family Disciples outside; if they encounter you, they must look after you to the best of their ability. But your path must ultimately be walked by yourself," Lin Dao finally instructed.

Lin Huan nodded solemnly, then turned and walked away... The eleven-year-old Lin Huan stepped out of the barrier of the Lin Familys Small World, which was shrouded in Chaos Qi.

The abundant yet slightly chaotic Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi surged toward him, completely different from the purified Chaos Spiritual Qi within the Clan that the Old Ancestor had refined, yet it made him feel a unique vitality and freedom.

He took a deep breath, a pure smile appearing on his face.

This feeling was truly wonderful.

He walked with light steps along the official road on the outskirts of Qingzhou, like an ordinary rich Young Master.

Dressed in a clean blue cloth shirt, with a spatial Storage Jade Pendant hanging at his waist, coupled with his excessively handsome face and clear eyes, he drew frequent glances from passersby.

"Hey, little one, traveling alone? That's dangerous. Want a ride with our caravan?" The leader of a passing caravan, seeing this exquisitely delicate child traveling alone, felt pity and called out to him.

Lin Huan stopped, tilted his head, and looked at the cart pulled by several low-level Yao Beasts, as well as the guards and workers in the caravan who mostly struggled in the Life Soul and Heavenly Soul Realms. He showed a harmless smile: "Thank you, Uncle, but no need, I walk very fast."

The caravan leader wanted to persuade him further, but saw Lin Huan wave his hand. His steps didn't seem fast, but one stride covered dozens of meters, and after a few more steps, he became a small black dot, quickly vanishing at the end of the road.

"Uh... did I just see a ghost?" The leader rubbed his eyes and muttered, "That speed... even an adult in the Spirit Tribulation Realm isn't that fast, right? Could he be some little ancestor who sneaked out to play?"

Lin Huan was indeed walking quickly. He hadn't used his full strength; he was just strolling casually. His Peak of the Carefree Realm cultivation already made him as light as a feather, and Shrinking the Ground into Inches was trivial.

He enjoyed the feeling of blending into the mundane world and observing the myriad aspects of life.

Passing a small town, he was attracted by the steaming, fragrant Mortal snacks in the market.

Sugar figures, meat buns, wontons... He had never seen these things in the Lin Family. The Clan's diet consisted entirely of spiritual rice and immortal delicacies, which, while increasing cultivation, lacked this kind of worldly flavor.

He squatted in front of an old grandfather's stall selling sugar paintings, watching with keen interest.

"Little guy, which one do you like? Grandpa will draw one for you," the old grandfather kindly chuckled.

Lin Huan pointed to the lifelike Golden Dragon: "I want this one!"

The old grandfather's technique was skilled, and soon, a crystalline Sugar Dragon was finished.

Lin Huan took it and licked it. The sweet taste made him squint his eyes, and he happily thanked him: "Thank you, Grandpa!" He then put down a Low Grade Origin Crystal, enough to buy the entire sugar painting stall, and skipped away with the Sugar Dragon before the old grandfather could even exclaim.

"This... this is an Origin Crystal?! Young Master! You shouldn't!" The old grandfather held the inwardly luminous Origin Crystal, his hands trembling. When he looked up again, Lin Huan was nowhere to be seen.

Leaving the small town, Lin Huan entered a vast mountain range.

The Spiritual Qi here was relatively denser, and occasionally, he could sense the aura of some low-level Yao Beasts.

"Roar!"

A Saber-toothed Yao Tiger, comparable to a Nirvana Realm Cultivator, leaped out of the forest, its crimson eyes fixed on the seemingly delicious human child, drooling profusely.

Lin Huan was chewing on the Sugar Dragon. Seeing this large cat, his eyes lit up: "Wow, what a big kitty!"

The Saber-toothed Yao Tiger seemed enraged by the term "kitty," let out a roar, and lunged forward with a foul wind!

Lin Huan did not dodge, simply raising his free hand and lightly pressing toward the Yao Tiger.

Buzz!

An invisible, formless power, yet seemingly containing the ultimate truths of Heaven and Earth, spread out.

The ferocious Yao Tiger's pouncing motion instantly froze. It seemed to be pressed down by an invisible mountain, its limbs trembling. It whimpered, prostrated itself on the ground, its massive tiger eyes filled with terror, no longer daring to show any ferocity.

Lin Huan walked up to it and curiously stroked its large, furry head: "Don't be scared, I won't eat you.

You look quite imposing."

Sensing the chaotic Yao power within the tiger, he had a thought, and a trace of incomparably pure Primal Origin Qi flowed from his palm into the Yao Tiger's body.

The Yao Tiger trembled all over, feeling its internal Yao power instantly regulated and purified, and its Bloodline even showed faint signs of improvement!

Its gaze toward Lin Huan shifted from fear to reverence and gratitude, and its large head affectionately rubbed Lin Huan's hand.

"Alright, off you go. Don't scare people randomly anymore." Lin Huan patted its head and continued walking forward while chewing the Sugar Dragon.

The Saber-toothed Yao Tiger watched his retreating figure, let out a low growl as if kowtowing, and then turned and darted into the depths of the dense forest.

Along the way, when Lin Huan was hungry, he picked spiritual fruits from the mountains; when thirsty, he drank spring water. When he encountered an ignorant Yao Beast, he would casually "pacify" it. When he found beautiful scenery, he stopped to admire it, and he even followed a group of Mortal herb gatherers, learning about dozens of herbs he couldn't name, listening with great interest.

He did not deliberately Cultivate, but the Primal Origin Scripture was constantly running on its own, absorbing various energies from Heaven and Earth and converting them into pure Primal Origin.

Unconsciously, his cultivation became more condensed, and the thin barrier leading to the Saint Realm seemed to be getting thinner and thinner.

On this day, he traveled to a Cultivator city named "Flowing Cloud."

People came and went at the city gate; there were Sword Cultivators flying on swords, Disciples from various sects controlling Magical Artifacts. Their auras were mostly in the Spirit Tribulation and Dao Tribulation Realms, and occasionally seeing one or two in the Nirvana Realm was enough to draw attention.

Lin Huan followed the crowd into the city, curiously observing the dazzling array of shops on both sides: those selling Medicinal Pills, refining Magical Artifacts, purchasing Materials, and posting missions... it was bustling.

"Hurry and look! The latest 'Hidden Dragon Ranking' released by the Heavenly Secret Pavilion has been updated!"

"I heard the changes are huge this time! Several people from the Lin Family made the list again!"

"Let's go, let's go! Let's see what Realms those Prodigies have reached!"

A burst of noise came, and many people rushed toward a tall pavilion in the city.

The pavilion displayed a plaque reading "Heavenly Secret Pavilion," and a massive jade wall stood before the entrance, shimmering with light and displaying names and brief information.

Hidden Dragon Ranking (Featuring Prodigies under the age of 100):

First Place: Lin Hao (Lin Family), Cultivation: mid-stage saint realm, Title: Supreme Sword Son... Second Place: Ye Chen (Lin Family), Cultivation: Early Stage Saint Realm, Title: Primordial War Body... Third Place: Lin Qingyi (Lin Family), Cultivation: Early Stage Saint Realm, Title: Flying Immortal Goddess... Fourth Place: Gu Clan Shi Man... Fifth Place: Changsheng Wang Teng... Fifteenth Place: Lin Zhan (Lin Family), Cultivation: Peak Saint Realm... Multiple names from the Lin Family were prominently displayed at the top of the ranking!

Especially the top three spots, which were entirely swept by the Lin Family!

This drew gasps and widespread discussion from the surrounding Cultivators.

"The Lin Family is too terrifying! They occupy four spots in the top ten!"

"I heard Lin Hao and Ye Chen have carved out illustrious reputations for themselves outside!"

"Who is this Lin Qingyi? I've never heard of her before, yet she managed to suppress Shi Man and Wang Teng to rank third!"

"The Lin Family is truly Heaven-Defying!"

Lin Huan also squeezed into the crowd, looking up at the ranking list with his small face. Seeing the names of his older brothers and sisters hanging high above, he felt honored and smiled happily.

"Hmph, they're just relying on good resources." A sarcastic voice sounded nearby.

It was a young Cultivator dressed lavishly, whose aura was at the Peak of the Nirvana Realm, looking at the ranking with unconcealed dissatisfaction.

Hearing this, Lin Huan turned to look at him, blinked his clear, large eyes, and said earnestly: "My older brothers and sisters are very powerful; they Cultivated through their own hard work."

Seeing that it was just a half-grown child contradicting him, the young Cultivator sneered: "What does a little brat know? Go play somewhere else!"

Lin Huan wasn't angry; he just smiled and ignored him.

He sensed that this person's aura was unstable and his Foundation was weak, far inferior to his Clan brothers and sisters who had been tempered through life-and-death battles.

He wandered around the city for a while, exchanging a few "stones" for a pile of Mortal trinkets, preparing to find a place to taste local specialties.

Just as he sat down in a restaurant and ordered a table full of dishes, he heard several Cultivators at the neighboring table discussing in low voices:

"Have you heard? A rare treasure recently appeared in the 'Black Wind Marsh' three thousand miles away, with rays of light shooting into the sky!"

"The news has spread widely! It's said to be a 'nine-aperture exquisite fruit' that is about to ripen, capable of improving the quality of the Divine Soul and greatly benefiting those attempting a Realm Breakthrough!"

"Many people have rushed over, but that place is extremely dangerous, featuring poisonous insects and fierce beasts descended from ancient species, as well as natural illusion formations..."

"Fortune is found in danger! Should we go try our luck too?"

nine-aperture exquisite fruit?

Lin Huan tilted his head and thought about it. He seemed to recall seeing it in a miscellaneous book in the Clan's library; it was a decent spiritual fruit.

He rubbed his chin. Since he had nothing else to do, going to watch the excitement seemed quite interesting.

Therefore, he quickly and elegantly finished the table full of delicacies, paid the bill by leaving a few "stones," and skipped out of the restaurant under the stunned gaze of the waiter. After identifying the direction, he leisurely headed toward the Black Wind Marsh.