68: Chapter 68 Do You Support Me?

Lin Yuan, who was being surrounded by the masses, suddenly raised his head and looked up at the Floating Heaven Palace above.

A beam of crimson light shot out from it, landing above the crowd.

The light dispersed, revealing a clear and handsome figure.

"Junior Brother Lin Yuan, come with me to the Floating Heaven Palace. Sect Head Revered Master requests your presence."

"So it is the Head of the Eighteenth Peak. This Junior Brother will head there right away."

Lin Yuan narrowed his eyes as he sized him up.

Saint Son Luo Ning, a Personal Disciple of the Liuyun Sect Leader, and also the head of the Top Ten Disciples, could call himself the Saint of the Liuyun Sect in the outside world.

However, his reputation was not good, often described as narrow-minded and unable to tolerate others.

"Let's go!"

A mass of clear Qi gathered into a cloud, lifting Lin Yuan up into the Heaven Palace.

Upon entering the main gate, he was met with a black cloud platform, where Sect Master Qin Qinggang of the Liuyun Sect, dressed in purple robes, sat at the head.

He looked very scholarly, and floating behind him was a mass of purple-green Qi cloud, within which a green lamp emitted a faint, intermittent light.

He appeared young, but was actually over five hundred years old, a powerful Revered Master of the Rotation Realm who shook the Southern Wilderness.

"Revered Master, I have brought him."

Saint Son Luo Ning bowed and returned to the ranks of the Elders.

Even as a Saint, he held no special status in the strength-worshipping Floating Heaven Palace and could only stand at the very edge.

At eighteen, standing there like a mere underling...

"Greetings, Sect Head, Elders."

Lin Yuan stepped forward and cupped his hands in a salute.

"Lin Yuan, I have heard of you—a Peerless Genius from the Outer Sect. I knew back then that you were extraordinary, but I did not expect you to stand out so completely in such a short time."

Sect Master Qin Qinggang's attitude was very gentle, lacking any of the majesty of a Rotation Realm powerhouse.

"It is all thanks to the Sect's careful cultivation. Without the Liuyun Sect, there would be no Lin Yuan today!"

Lin Yuan could rattle off the politically correct things to say without hesitation.

He wanted to advance too much.

"Very good, excellent. After killing Jing Wuming, you are undoubtedly the number one person of the younger generation, having made a name for our Liuyun Sect."

"Who?"

Lin Yuan's expression tightened slightly.

Was there anyone named Jing Wuming among those he had killed?

It seemed not!

"Hahahaha."

Sect Master Qin Qinggang laughed heartily: "It is fine if you do not remember. Three days ago, the Dahuang Sect finally found Jing Wuming's corpse, and one of their Elders came to demand an explanation from me."

"What is the Sect Master's meaning?"

"Bullshit!"

Sect Master Qin Qinggang sneered: "Do they really think our Liuyun Sect and the Dahuang Sect have some kind of brotherly relationship?"

We were literally beating each other's brains out ten years ago, suffering heavy casualties and being forced to sign a non-aggression treaty.

The Master of Shangji Hall beside him frowned and glanced at Sect Master Qin Qinggang.

With these words, it was clear he was determined to protect Lin Yuan, and it would be impossible to use this point to attack him further.

Hearing this, Saint Son Luo Ning faded even further into the shadows.

"Your strength and your talent can be said to be unrivaled in your generation. And our Liuyun Sect has always valued talent above all else. Just now, many within the Sect supported you taking a seat among the Top Ten Disciples. Lin Yuan, what are your thoughts?"

Sect Master Qin Qinggang changed the subject and brought up this matter.

Lin Yuan smiled and countered: "Of course I want to become one of the Top Ten Disciples. I wonder, does the Sect Head support me?"

"You ask if I support you; of course I support you..."

Seeing that this matter seemed to be going forward, the Master of Shangji Hall beside him could not sit still. He gave a look, and immediately an Elder stood out: "Sect Head, this is against the rules! The selection for the Top Ten Disciples is still three years away!"

Sect Master Qin Qinggang smiled slightly: "Setting aside the rules, don't you think this is very romantic? An Outer Sect Disciple with no talent and no background, climbing step by step through his own efforts, finally becoming one of the Top Ten—it is truly a Liuyun Dream."

To hell with setting aside the rules.

The Elder was stunned; the Sect Master clearly had no intention of saving face, so how could he stop him?

No way!

This Elder turned his gaze to the Master of Shangji Hall again.

One has to admit, the older ginger is indeed spicier.

At the critical moment, the Master of Shangji Hall stepped out himself: "Sect Head, making an exception for one person feels a bit like a predetermined appointment, which may not convince the masses. How about we initiate the Top Ten Disciples replacement battle early?"

Sect Master Qin Qinggang did not answer, but instead asked Lin Yuan: "What are your thoughts?"

"I have no objections."

Lin Yuan had always been indifferent.

The Top Ten Disciples replacement battle had clear age requirements; participants must be young Martial Artists under fifty years old.

Some old-timers who had relied on time to grind their way to the Spirit Sea realm were simply not qualified to participate.

And Spirit Sea experts under fifty were not common; almost all of them had already become one of the Top Ten Disciples, with none left outside.

Lin Yuan did not believe the aristocratic lineage could pull out anyone who could contend with him.

Even if there were, he would just release the divine weapon and blast them, sinking the entire Qingyun Mountain Range!

He did not believe anyone could outdo the diamond ring!

"Very good, this is a kind of self-confidence worth maintaining. Go now; in a few days, I will prepare the best stage for you."

Lin Yuan nodded and turned to leave.

As he passed by the Master of Ziyun Peak, he exchanged a glance with him.

After leaving the Floating Heaven Palace, Lin Yuan immediately headed to Ziyun Peak, and sure enough, he met the Master of Ziyun Peak.

The Master of Ziyun Peak sighed: "You are too anxious."

"Do you not support me?"

Lin Yuan countered.

"It is not a question of support, but that you are too flashy and too arrogant; it is easy to arouse suspicion."

"If a young person isn't arrogant, can they even be called young?"

Lin Yuan snorted coldly: "Besides, my talent is like the sun in the sky; it cannot be covered up no matter what."

"Then you could also wait a few years, until your wings are fuller."

The Master of Ziyun Peak said.

"Ten thousand years is too long; I only seize the day."

Lin Yuan's will was firm and unmoved by external factors.

If he didn't ascend to the position of Top Ten Disciple, how would he get the ranking to unlock entries?

Bare-handed Martial Skills, Soul talents, etc., were all waiting to be fed.

It was hard for Lin Yuan, the one in charge.

The Master of Ziyun Peak looked at him with a complex expression as he was in high spirits—talent, strength, fame, Heart-Nature, appearance...

This person, who had been chosen as a substitute for the Young Lord, was more outstanding in every aspect.

But unfortunately, some things could not be changed by Acquired means. The Guardian Clan's countless years of protection were not just about loyalty; some things were already destined.

After Lin Yuan left, Xiao Yongnian walked in from outside.

He was full of malice, his face hideous and terrifying.

"Damn it, damn it! I must kill her! I must kill her!"

The Master of Ziyun Peak glanced at him, finding him more annoying the more he looked at him.

"Young Lord, what is it again?"

"Lin Qingying! That damn bitch, she pressures me every day, beats me, humiliates me, and today she even wants me to copy out the ten principles of why Lin Yuan is great and post them all over the Sect..."

I am clearly the Young Lord!