Chapter 104: Encountering Lin Qiuyue, Breaking the Dog’s Legs

Zhou Chen had just left when Chu Cangming, following a trace of resonance, arrived at the tomb.

However, the expected Legacy did not appear; there was only an empty stone coffin.

Chu Cangming's powerful Divine Sense swept through every corner of the tomb, but he still found nothing.

"The Opportunity has not yet arrived? Or…"

Chu Cangming's handsome brows furrowed slightly, a hint of confusion welling up for the first time in his life.

Previously, the Opportunities he sensed in the dark had never failed him; he didn't understand why an accident occurred this time.

Ultimately, Chu Cangming shook his head and left, treating it as an occasional hallucination.

Finally, seeing that the time for the Legacy Secret Realm was almost exhausted, Chu Cangming accelerated his search.

However, he only obtained an ordinary Saint-rank Low Grade Cultivation Technique, the "Spirit Concentration Art," at the edge of this area.

It provided a one-layer amplification for strengthening Divine Sense, which for Chu Cangming, was better than nothing.

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Just as Zhou Chen exited the Secret Realm, he received a summons from Holy Lord Dao Xuan.

Inside the Ancestral Master Hall of the Taichu Holy Land.

The atmosphere at this moment was somewhat solemn and grave.

Under the witness of the tablets of the past Grandmasters, Zhou Chen generously performed the formal apprenticeship ceremony of three prostrations and nine kowtows to Dao Xuan.

"Disciple Zhou Chen pays respects to Master!"

A satisfied smile appeared on Dao Xuan's majestic face as he personally helped Zhou Chen up.

"Good! From now on, you are the seventeenth Personal Disciple under my, Dao Xuan's, seat! I hope you strictly abide by the sect rules, Cultivate diligently without ceasing, and live up to the name of Taichu!"

With a wave of his hand, two streaks of light flew toward Zhou Chen.

One was the Flowing Cloud Holy Armor, a Saint-rank High Grade dharma robe swirling with misty radiance, possessing astonishing defense.

The other was the Dragon Flame Sword, a Saint-rank High Grade sword entirely crimson and overflowing with Spiritual Qi, incomparably sharp.

"These two items are for your protection. On the path of cultivation, Magic Treasures are merely external things; one's own cultivation is the Foundation."

Dao Xuan said to Zhou Chen with earnestness.

"Your Foundation is profound, unprecedented. However, from the Nascent Soul to the Saint Realm, one must continuously comprehend the Laws of the Great Dao of heaven and earth and condense one's own Dao principles. Do not lose your Dao Heart due to a sudden surge in power; a ten-thousand-foot building rises from the ground, and the stairway to heaven begins beneath one's feet…"

Dao Xuan explained the key insights for progressing from the Nascent Soul Stage to the Saint Realm in simple terms, detailing them for Zhou Chen.

"As your Master, I see you seem to have achieved success in Body Refining. I must remind you that the difficulty of reaching the Saint Realm through Body Refining is hundreds or thousands of times harder than through Qi Refining. It requires a vast amount of heaven and earth spiritual items to activate the body's meridians. These spiritual items are either in terrifying Forbidden Lands or are already extinct. Advancing further will likely be extremely difficult; do not waste your time."

What Dao Xuan said was actually the least of Zhou Chen's worries; if spiritual items were insufficient, Opportunities would make up for it. By intercepting others' fortunes a few more times, he would always find suitable Opportunities.

Besides, there's also Han Li; if Zhou Chen provides the raw materials, wouldn't it be reasonable to extort a few out-of-print Body Refining Medicinal Pills from Han Li?

That being said, Zhou Chen still listened attentively.

Dao Xuan's explanation was filled with pearls of wisdom, like the evening drum and morning bell.

Zhou Chen suddenly saw the light regarding many problems on the path of cultivation, and his Nascent Soul fourth-level Realm actually showed signs of loosening.

The explanation lasted for an entire day, and Zhou Chen's gains were immense.

In the entire Holy Land, only Dao Xuan's Personal Disciples could receive such treatment.

After the explanation ended, Zhou Chen returned to the Saint Peak in a pleasant mood.

Just as he passed a Spiritual Plant Garden, a slender figure dressed in the attire of a lower-ranked Sequence Saint approached him, surrounded by several followers.

On her chest, the gilded number "Eight" was faintly embroidered.

It was actually the Eighth Sequence of the Taichu Holy Land. Mu Yuandao had mentioned her name to Zhou Chen; it seemed to be Lin Qiuyue.

"Oh, isn't this our Tenth Sequence who reached the top in a single step?"

When Lin Qiuyue's gaze fell on Zhou Chen, the hostility in the depths of her eyes was almost undisguised, as if Zhou Chen owed her millions of Top-Grade Spirit Stones.

"Do we know each other?"

Zhou Chen stopped in his tracks and couldn't help but frown.

"You don't know me, but I know you."

Lin Qiuyue's tone was very sarcastic and her voice was shrill.

"You just came back from the Holy Lord with some massive benefits, didn't you? Tsk, a bumpkin from the Southern Region has quite good luck. However, can a position gained through luck be held securely? Don't accidentally fall and be smashed to pieces one day!"

Her tone was harsh, and her malice was undisguised.

"Exactly, exactly, who knows how he got that Tenth Sequence status!"

"Anyway, I've never seen him before. Maybe he sucked up to some big shot!"

"Haha! Truly a bumpkin."

Zhou Chen paused and swept a calm gaze over her.

[Name: Lin Qiuyue]

[Cultivation: Nascent Soul Eighth Level]

[Fate: Decent Talent (Purple), Minor Opportunity (Purple), Villain's Success (Grey)]

[Destiny: Cultivation went smoothly before the Saint Realm. Met Wang Yue by chance and the two became close friends. Extremely jealous. Eventually stopped at the third level of the Saint Realm. Due to narrow-mindedness and a lust for power, she ultimately died in the internal strife of the Taichu Holy Land.]

[Recent Opportunity: Three days later at the third quarter of the hour of the Snake, at the entrance of the Crimson Flame Canyon in the Gui Xu Secret Realm, under the third giant tree on the left, dig up a sealed red copper box. Inside is a Saint-rank Low Grade Crimson Spirit Bloodline Pill, which can purify the Bloodline of a Spirit Beast.]

So that's how it is; Zhou Chen understood instantly.

This Lin Qiuyue and Wang Yue were close friends; with Wang Yue's hatred for Zhou Chen, she would naturally confide in Lin Qiuyue.

Just a clown, Zhou Chen's lips curled into a very faint arc.

"Noisy."

Zhou Chen flipped his hand, and several streaks of light shot out.

"Ah!"

Several screams rang out. Lin Qiuyue's lackeys, who had been clamoring just a moment ago, were now unable to stand.

Only charred blood-holes remained where their knees had been.

"This is too much!"

Lin Qiuyue was furious and instantly summoned a longsword, preparing to attack Zhou Chen with all her might.

"Saintess!"

A hunched old woman appeared beside Lin Qiuyue, her cultivation clearly at the first level of the Saint Realm.

"Holy Land rule five, article six: private fighting between sequences within the Holy Land is not allowed; violators will be confined for one year."

The old woman looked at Lin Qiuyue and said slowly.

"Those few brought it upon themselves; a Sequence Saint must not be insulted."

The old woman glanced at the people on the ground.

"Zhou Chen, just wait for the Sequence Ranking Battle in half a year!"

A trace of venom appeared in Lin Qiuyue's eyes. From childhood to adulthood, who in the Taichu Holy Land hadn't held her in the palm of their hand?

She had never suffered such a grievance; thinking of this, her hatred for Zhou Chen deepened.

"Fine, I'll be waiting. But next time you go out to walk your dogs, remember to keep them on a leash so they don't bite people. Otherwise, next time it won't be as simple as breaking a dog's leg."

Zhou Chen didn't even bother to look at her, leaving behind a sentence and departing directly.

This disregard made Lin Qiuyue feel more humiliated than any words could.

"You! Are! Dead!"

Watching Zhou Chen's departing back, Lin Qiuyue said each word with emphasis.

Her originally beautiful face was now distorted into something quite ugly.

One day later.

Zhou Chen had already arrived at the entrance of the Crimson Flame Canyon in the Gui Xu Secret Realm.

"Jie jie jie! Lin Qiuyue is also a good person!"

At this moment, Zhou Chen revealed a wretched smile.

For a person like Lin Qiuyue, Zhou Chen would not give her any chance to obtain an Opportunity.