97: Chapter 97 We Have a Traitor Among Us

On the way back from the Floating Heaven Palace, Lin Yuan kept replaying the words of Sect Master Qin Qinggang in his mind.

"The Hundred Nations War is jointly hosted by the two great Holy Lands of the Southern Wilderness, the Desolate God Temple and the Abyss of Return to Ruins. All forces in the entire Southern Wilderness will participate, and it is expected that there will be tens of thousands of Martial Artists at the Spirit Sea Realm. The final winner will not only receive countless benefits from the Void Cold Realm but will also be able to enter the Holy Land to enjoy the baptism of Immortal Qi."

"Historically, every King-level powerhouse has received the baptism of Immortal Qi. It seems this is a necessary condition for reaching the Peak of the Rotation Realm."

"All the top Spirit Sea Realm experts in the entire Southern Wilderness?"

Lin Yuan carefully savored the weight of these words.

There are thousands of countries in the Southern Wilderness, and the Yue Kingdom is one of them. It has six slots, which are basically carved up by the three great Sects and the imperial family.

The slots possessed by other countries vary, ranging from one or two to dozens. Even the two Holy Lands will send their own experts to participate.

Even though Lin Yuan possesses cheat-like stats, he must never underestimate the heroes of the world.

Because inside, there are "King Body" Martial Artists. The so-called King Body refers to monsters that stand above all special Physiques, possessing Heaven-Defying mechanisms and stats. They are almost a different species from humans, such as the Tyrant King Body, the Savage King Body, the Saint King Body, etc.

There are also old monsters who have lived for over seven hundred years and have stubbornly suppressed their cultivation at the Peak of the Spirit Sea Realm for hundreds of years.

These people can immediately Breakthrough upon entering the Void Cold Realm and become an Immortal Master of Creation.

Even as Heaven-Defying as Lin Yuan is, he dare not say he can dominate the era.

If a dozen or so Immortal Masters of Creation joined forces, plus a hundred or so King Bodies, it would be enough to defeat him.

If, on top of that, there were three or five human divine weapons, Lin Yuan would even risk falling.

After precise calculations, the probability of him dying in the Void Cold Realm is as high as three in one million!

This is too terrifying.

Without raising his cultivation to above the third level of the Spirit Sea Realm, Lin Yuan has no sense of security at all.

The problem is, once the cultivation reaches the Spirit Sea Realm, the nourishment from heaven and earth can't keep up.

For example, when he was at the Qi Refining and True Aperture stages, there were plenty of Medicinal Pills; he could eat as many as he wanted. But now that he is in the Spirit Sea Realm, even as the Saint Lin Yuan, there is a limit to the number of Medicinal Pills he can take every day.

Because the raw Materials for refining Medicinal Pills that allow Spirit Sea Realm Martial Artists to increase their cultivation are limited, and heaven and earth cannot produce more.

According to current estimates, he needs a full two years to raise his cultivation to the Peak of the Spirit Sea Realm.

And the Hundred Nations War begins in one year.

What should he do?

Facing the problem raised by Lin Yuan, Sect Master Qin remained silent for a long time before giving a response.

"I have my own way to handle this matter. You go back and Cultivate well."

Thus, Lin Yuan left the Floating Heaven Palace and headed home.

However, not knowing when the Sect Master's resources would arrive, Lin Yuan felt he should fully exert his subjective initiative, so he turned his feet and arrived at Ziyun Peak.

At the Ziyun Pavilion located at the Peak, the Master of Ziyun Peak was discussing matters with the Grand Elder. Sensing an aura as bright as the sun coming from outside, they couldn't help but look at each other.

"The visitor is not kind!"

The Grand Elder immediately hid himself, leaving only the Master of Ziyun Peak to face Lin Yuan.

"Young Lord, what wind blew you here?"

Lin Yuan frowned: "Master of Ziyun Peak, when working, use titles. Call me Saint."

"...Saint, what wind blew you here?"

"I have come to bring you good news. To be honest, just a moment ago, Sect Master Qin agreed to pass the position of Sect Master to me. The long-cherished wish of the Guardian Clan for thousands of years can finally be realized."

"What?"

The Master of Ziyun Peak was shocked.

Passed to you?! Then what about my Yongnian?

"Why? You look very unhappy."

Lin Yuan raised his eyebrows and glanced at him sideways.

"No, I am just too surprised."

The Master of Ziyun Peak secretly cursed, and hurriedly tried to smooth things over.

"However, there is still a small problem. That is, the Sect Master requires me to break through my Realm as soon as possible, so as to avoid being unable to suppress some Immortal Masters of Creation... Therefore, I need the help of the Guardian Clan."

So he came to collect a debt.

The Master of Ziyun Peak thought to himself, and opened his mouth to refuse: "I am very sor..."

"Our Guardian Clan has thousands of years of history and has always been preparing for my ascension to the position of Sect Head. You must have accumulated many secret treasures! Hurry up and take them out for me to use."

Upon hearing this, the Master of Ziyun Peak felt one head and two big.

Those resources were prepared for the real Young Lord Xiao Yongnian. As long as he could pass the True Aperture Realm without attracting suspicion, he could use the resources to quickly walk through the Spirit Sea Realm and go straight to Creation.

By then, the Young Lord would definitely have gone through three transformations, and his talent and quality would be comparable to a King Body.

If Lin Yuan also cultivated to the Creation Realm, he could use the flaws in his Cultivation Technique to directly absorb his True Qi, guaranteeing Xiao Yongnian's path to the Rotation Realm.

A Martial Artist of the Rotation Realm would fear nothing.

But right now, he couldn't refuse; refusing would easily arouse Lin Yuan's suspicion.

At this moment, Lin Yuan was no longer the Outer Sect Disciple he once was, nor was he the object that could be easily manipulated when he first entered the Inner Sect. He is now the Saint of the Liuyun Sect, and his every move affects the entire Sect.

If he discovered that he had been deceived and was not the real Young Lord... then everything would be over!

Give, or not give?

Just as the Master of Ziyun Peak was struggling, a cough came from inside the Ziyun Pavilion.

"This matter is easy. The Guardian Clan has long prepared Medicinal Pills for the Young Lord."

A moment later, an old man with a weathered face walked out.

"It's you?"

Lin Yuan was "surprised"!

"Last time at the Desolate God Temple, hindered by another Immortal Master of Creation Elder beside me, I was unable to acknowledge you. I hope the Young Lord will forgive me."

"No matter! I just didn't expect that I had already met the Grand Elder of the Guardian Clan."

Lin Yuan waved his hand.

"Young Lord, this is a Medicinal Pill we spent a hundred years refining, called the Heaven-Participating Creation Pill. It can allow a Spirit Sea Martial Artist to unconditionally raise their level by one small stage. It is time to hand it to you."

The Grand Elder waved his long sleeve and sent a small green bottle into Lin Yuan's hand. Inside was a Medicinal Pill as hot as the sun.

"Only one?"

Lin Yuan glanced at the Grand Elder.

"Its raw Materials are truly hard to come by. Our ancestors exhausted a hundred years to obtain the raw ingredients to refine just one."

The Grand Elder shook his head regretfully.

"Alright then, I will take it to taste the flavor first."

Lin Yuan turned and left without the slightest hesitation.

Since the predetermined goal was achieved, he was not willing to stay and play mind games with two old bastards; they weren't black-silk beauties!

After Lin Yuan walked away.

A look of urgency appeared on the face of the Master of Ziyun Peak: "Elder, why..."

The Grand Elder waved his hand, stopping him: "Rest assured, I naturally would not give him the real product. This Medicinal Pill is fake. After eating it, one can only feel the strong medicinal power, but cannot absorb a bit of it. No one who is not extremely knowledgeable about Medicinal Pills would ever discover its problem."

"You are still the old fox, Elder."

The Master of Ziyun Peak was overjoyed.

"Hmm, you all need to learn... Hmm?"

...

Lin Yuan walked out of the Ziyun Pavilion holding the Medicinal Pill. Of course, he wouldn't believe the words of the two old things, nor would he believe the Medicinal Pill was real, but he had another way.

Just as he was about to take off into the air, he suddenly saw Elder Wang hiding in the corner, waving at him.

Lin Yuan felt a little curious, so he approached.

"Elder Wang, what important matter do you have for me?"

"Young Lord, there is one thing I must tell you."

Elder Wang looked serious, and while speaking, he used True Qi to construct an isolation barrier.

"Please speak."

"There is a traitor among us in the Guardian Clan!"