Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting from Fist Technique Deduction
Chapter 345 - 113 Prestige

Chapter 345: Chapter 113 Prestige

The second day.

Last night, Xu Ling kept vigil on the city wall throughout the night, and as the sun rose, there was still no sign of anyone.

Xu Ling looked utterly exhausted, having finally given up that last glimmer of hope.

He understood that his waiting over the past few days was all in vain.

Under the pursuit of those at the Spirit Origin level, any disciple in the Meridians stage is almost certain to die. Even the senior brother Lu Rong only managed to kill a Spirit Origin level opponent after nearly crossing into that stage himself.

And now, Lin Yuan clearly wasn’t at that level.

By all calculations, Lin Yuan had been in the martial academy for less than a year. Expecting him to escape from the hands of a Spirit Origin was like finding a needle in a haystack.

After coming down from the city wall, Xu Ling was already silently pondering how to report this to his master.

But today, a major event invigorated the spirits of many cultivators in Baiyan City.

"The Dapeng Divine Sovereign chased the demonic tiger Shen Hong for three thousand miles, severed two of his fangs, and gouged out one eye! Truly, the pillar of our sect!"

"Good, good, good! The Dapeng Divine Sovereign has avenged our fallen senior and junior brothers. That demonic tiger Shen Hong was too despicable, why didn’t the sovereign behead him?"

In Baiyan City, disciples from various martial academies discussed the event fervently, with the noise reaching a fever pitch. Hatred gleamed in everyone’s eyes.

The atrocity by the Crying Soul Sect still made their hearts tremble in retrospect.

"It wasn’t because he didn’t want to; someone intervened to save the demonic tiger Shen Hong." Someone in the know spoke in a deep voice.

"Please, tell us more." Many disciples immediately gathered around.

The person shook his head slightly, his face showing some regret: "After encountering the demonic tiger Shen Hong, the sovereign tried his best to kill him. But after the demonic tiger consumed the souls of many martial artists from Changle Village, his strength broke through from the early to mid Spirit Origin stage."

"This difference in realm gave the demonic tiger a sliver of hope. But how could the Dapeng Divine Sovereign let this demon escape? He pursued relentlessly, forcing the demonic tiger to use his innate divine skills, slaying the fiendish souls within him, even blinding one of his eyes."

The man slightly shook his head as he spoke: "It was just unfortunate that the tiger’s life wasn’t meant to end; he encountered Qingchi Demon Venerable, a great demon from Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, who saved Shen Hong."

"Qingchi Demon Venerable? Is that the Qingchi known for its transformations from Ten Thousand Demon Mountain?" The crowd gasped in surprise.

"Yes, none other than Qingchi Demon Venerable, one of the four protectors of the transformative Qingchi." The man sighed again.

"That Five Sun Green Centipede is immensely powerful, almost at the peak of the Spirit Origin level. It took three hundred rounds with the Dapeng Divine Sovereign before showing signs of defeat."

"But by then, the Dapeng Divine Sovereign was deep in the heart of the Crying Soul Sect, and his energy was more than half depleted. Even if he had defeated the Five Sun Green Centipede, returning would have been difficult. So he only took a pair of tiger fangs and retreated."

"The Dapeng Divine Sovereign’s strength is likely to break through the Spirit Origin stage, moving to another level, isn’t it?"

The crowd was in awe, noting that even the protector from Ten Thousand Demon Mountain was suppressed by him, highlighting the power of the Dapeng Divine Sovereign.

"Haha, the sovereign’s level, breaking through or not, is beyond our speculation." The person shook his head with a smile, then affirmed: "But there is one thing for sure."

"What is it? Tell us!"

"That is, the sovereign’s ranking on the list will advance further."

"Spirit Origin Wind and Cloud List?"

"Precisely, on our Western Region’s Spirit Origin Wind and Cloud List, the Dapeng Divine Sovereign might rank within the top fifty!"

"Fifty, that high?"

The crowd collectively took a deep breath.

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Meanwhile, the Dapeng Divine Sovereign Luo Penghai had already returned to Baiyan City.

As the morning sun rose, his soul ascended to a certain height, then returned to his body.

At this moment, Luo Penghai slowly exhaled a breath of impure air.

After some time, the energy in his body finally calmed.

"Coming to Baiyan City, besides dealing with the demonic tiger Shen Hong, I also wanted to see my junior brother I haven’t seen in decades. I wonder how he is now?"

Thinking of this, Luo Penghai opened the door and changed into a very plain outfit. He didn’t want to put too much pressure on his junior brother, so dressing plainly might close the distance between them.

In no time, Luo Penghai left the house.

At that time, a Daoist with long eyebrows was waiting at the door early, looking solemn.

Not long after, an old man with white hair and beard appeared in his view.

The long-browed Daoist suppressed his excitement, took two steps forward, and saluted: "Senior Brother!"

Seeing the long white eyebrows of the person in front, Luo Penghai felt an infinite sense of emotion.

Back when they parted, they were both young with black hair. In the blink of an eye, both had grown old and gray.

"Junior Brother, it’s been years, and you still have the same spirit." Luo Penghai approached, sighing.

"Senior Brother, you honoring me with your presence makes me ever so grateful." The long-browed Daoist’s eyes also grew slightly moist.

Seeing the brother in front with an aura as vast as an abyss, yet he himself was already in the twilight of his life, most of him already in the grave. The difference in their status now was truly vast.

Luo Penghai seemed to sense the fleeting desolation of his junior and patted him on the shoulder: "Aren’t you going to invite me in to sit?"

The long-browed Daoist promptly bowed and invited him: "Senior Brother, please!"

Once inside the courtyard, the long-browed Daoist dismissed the serving servants and then slowly spoke with Luo Penghai.

Having not met for a long time, both couldn’t help but sigh with emotion.

After finally finishing their conversation, Luo Penghai got to the point: "Junior Brother, as you mentioned in your letter, your young disciple Lin Yuan has a talent far beyond your expectations?"

"Indeed, it is so."

The long-browed Daoist nodded fervently.

Thinking of this little disciple, he felt extraordinarily satisfied, even feeling unworthy of teaching Lin Yuan himself.

Therefore, he wrote a secret letter for the Dapeng Divine Sovereign to come, intending to hand Lin Yuan over to this senior brother.

He believed that Luo Penghai would surely take Lin Yuan under his wing. After all, a disciple with such exceptional talent was a rare gem.

If properly nurtured, Lin Yuan could definitely reach the peak of the Spirit Origin realm, or even surpass it, in the future.

"Hmm, since you speak so highly, I’d better meet Lin Yuan. Why don’t you call him over now?" Luo Penghai nodded, "You might as well summon him immediately."

The long-browed Daoist felt relieved at Luo Penghai’s agreement.

They hadn’t had much interaction for decades, and now their standing differed immensely. When writing the letter, he was extremely anxious, fearing that this senior might have changed after so many years.

Fortunately, the other party respected him enough not just to come but also to personally visit, which was quite unexpected.

But before long, a servant returned and whispered in his ear, making his expression suddenly turn grave: "Lin Yuan hasn’t come back yet?"

At the same moment, another servant hurriedly entered: "Master, Second Master is here to report, saying it’s about Young Master."

Instantly, the long-browed Daoist’s heart sank to the bottom.

Lin Yuan, is something wrong?