Chapter 43: Wang Yue, the Holy Land of Flame, and the Assessment Token

"Who are you? Why do you interfere in the private feud of my Blood Demon Sect?" The Third Elder asked in a deep, grave tone.

"Blazing Fire Holy Land, Wang Yue."

The veiled woman's voice was clear and cold, as if stating something trivial.

"I merely saw an injustice. I will protect this Junior."

The Amethyst Flood Dragon behind her silently roared at the Third Elder, its scorching aura spreading.

Wang Yue! Blazing Fire Holy Land! The Third Elder's heart tightened.

Blazing Fire Holy Land!

That was a colossal entity spanning the Central Continent, thousands of times more powerful than the Blood Demon Sect!

Even as a Nascent Soul Elder, he absolutely did not wish to easily forge a deadly enmity with a core figure of a Holy Land, especially one with astonishing potential and a clearly profound background!

"The Blazing Fire Holy Land of the Central Continent…?"

The Third Elder's gaze shifted between Wang Yue and Ye Chen, his expression changing erratically.

While a deep blood feud was important, sacrificing his own life or even provoking a Holy Land for a dead son was absolutely unwise!

Moreover, the battle prowess of the woman before him could not be measured by an ordinary Golden Core Cultivator; her previous attack had even caused his Divine Soul to feel a faint burning pain.

Most importantly, reaching the tenth layer of Golden Core at such a young age meant that Nascent Soul was likely within reach.

His perception was not wrong; such a Prodigy usually had a Protector or powerful life-saving trump cards.

Furthermore, this place was not far from Wenxian Sect, and dragging it out might lead to unforeseen complications.

After much deliberation, the Blood Demon Sect Third Elder's apprehension finally overcame his rage.

"Hmph! What a Blazing Fire Holy Land! I will remember what happened today!" He glared at the woman and Ye Chen, gritting his teeth as he uttered a harsh threat.

With a swirl of blood light, his figure instantly vanished into the sky, surprisingly decisive.

The terrifying pressure that enveloped the heavens and earth also dissipated.

With the sudden disappearance of pressure, Ye Chen's entire body went limp, and he almost collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, his clothes soaked with sweat.

He looked at the graceful figure enveloped in a veil before him, his heart filled with the relief and gratitude of having escaped a great calamity.

So he quickly struggled to stand up and bowed respectfully.

"Junior Ye Chen, thank you, Fairy, for saving my life! For this great kindness, Ye Chen will surely repay you in the future!"

In truth, Ye Chen was also incredibly shocked.

Blazing Fire Holy Land!

That was a colossal entity that Cultivators in the Southern Domain could only look up to.

Wang Yue's gaze fell on Ye Chen, and she subtly scrutinized him, a strange light flashing in her eyes behind the veil.

When Ye Chen faced a life-threatening danger just now, the power fluctuation carrying a certain fire Dao rule that erupted from his body, though brief, was captured by her.

"Is this a Fire Spirit Body? And… not an ordinary Fire Spirit Body… it seems to have undergone some higher-level power's tempering or sublimation?"

Wang Yue's heart stirred.

In a Holy Land, possessing a top-tier Spirit Body was not uncommon, but for a Foundation Establishment Disciple from a small Wenxian Sect in the Southern Domain to possess a Fire Spirit Body with such a Foundation, and a powerful aura, seemingly cultivating a unique Cultivation Technique, was truly unusual.

"Which Sect are you a Disciple of?"

Wang Yue asked, her voice still clear and cold, but with less of the previous indifference and a hint of interest.

"Junior is an Inner Sect Disciple of Wenxian Sect, Ye Chen."

Ye Chen respectfully replied.

The Master in the ring was also secretly cautioning Ye Chen to be extremely careful.

A daughter of a Holy Land was by no means an easy person to deal with; what she represented was too complex.

"Wenxian Sect? A Dao Sect in the Southern Domain… never heard of it."

Wang Yue nodded slightly, thinking to herself that it was indeed a Sect from a small place.

"To have a Foundation Establishment second-layer cultivation at such a young age, your Foundation is quite solid, and your Fire Spirit Body, in particular, has great potential. In this Southern Domain, it is somewhat wasted."

Her tone was calm, yet carried a natural air of a superior's scrutiny.

As she spoke, she raised her delicate hand slightly, and a palm-sized, ancient-looking token appeared out of thin air, hovering before Ye Chen.

The token was neither metal nor wood, entirely crimson, and carved with a fiercely burning flame pattern.

"This is the Blazing Fire Holy Land's token."

Wang Yue's voice clearly reached him.

"If you grow tired of staying in this Southern Domain, or feel that the cultivation resources here are limited and cannot support the potential of your Spirit Body and Cultivation Technique, you might consider coming to the Central Continent and trying out my Blazing Fire Holy Land. With this token, you can bypass the tedious preliminary selection in the Southern Domain and directly participate in the Holy Land's entrance examination. At the very least, you will become an Outer Sect Disciple."

Her gaze held a hint of playfulness.

"Within my Blazing Fire Holy Land, there is the High Grade Saint-rank Cultivation Technique, 'Flame Emperor Scripture,' the Chaos Fire Pool, and even the 'Nine Revolutions Nirvana Art' specifically prepared for Fire Spirit Bodies like yours… many Opportunities that cannot be compared to those in the Sects of this Southern Domain. Whether you become a Dragon or a worm depends on your own Opportunity and fortune."

Ye Chen looked at the alluring Holy Land token before him, his heart pounding uncontrollably!

"Flame Emperor Scripture"!

"Nine Revolutions Nirvana Art"!

Chaos Fire Pool!

These names alone indicated supreme Opportunities!

If he could join the Blazing Fire Holy Land, various resources and Cultivation Techniques would be readily available!

His cultivation environment would also undergo a drastic change!

What was the threat of the Blood Demon Sect? His future Dao path would be limitless!

The immense temptation made his breathing quicken.

But just as he instinctively reached out to take the token, the Ring Spirit's slightly urgent voice exploded in his mind.

"Chen'er! Don't be in a hurry to agree! Although the Holy Land is intricate, with Geniuses as numerous as rain, and the competition is incredibly cruel! You possess the 'Flame Emperor Prison Breaking Skill,' so first lay a solid Foundation in the Southern Domain. Only then will you have a place when you go to the Blazing Fire Holy Land! While large Sects are good, they are more suitable for the growth of the strong!"

As if a bucket of ice water had been poured over his head, Ye Chen's outstretched hand suddenly stopped. His Master's words instantly enlightened him.

Holy Lands do not need the weak!

The Blazing Fire Holy Land was a place countless Cultivators yearned for, and correspondingly, the competition was particularly fierce. If he went to the Blazing Fire Holy Land with his current cultivation, he probably wouldn't even pass the Inner Sect assessment.

He still had his mysterious Master… these things could not be exposed in the Holy Land for now!

Furthermore, if he left now, he would not have avenged the humiliation from Zhou Chen. How could Ye Chen be willing?

As his thoughts churned, Ye Chen took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the fervor in his eyes.

His expression returned to one of respect and gratitude, and Ye Chen bowed again.

"Fairy's great kindness, Ye Chen is incredibly grateful! The Holy Land's Immortal Opportunity is what countless Cultivators dream of, and Ye Chen also yearns for it. It's just that… the Sect has been kind to me, and I cannot bear to part with it for now. I will definitely go to the Holy Land within three years."

"Suit yourself."

No sooner had Wang Yue's voice fallen than she appeared on the phantom of the Blazing Amethyst Flood Dragon.

"Roar."

Accompanied by a piercing Dragon cry, the Blazing Amethyst Flood Dragon's figure suddenly took flight, quickly becoming a black dot.

The mountain wind howled, ruffling Ye Chen's slightly disheveled robes.

He stood on a high slope, looking at the blurred outline of Wenxian Sect's mountain gate, his eyes complex.

The Blazing Fire Holy Land token lay quietly in his storage ring, its material extraordinary, its touch warm and smooth.

The Blazing Fire Holy Land of the Central Continent was a stage Ye Chen had never imagined.

"Holy Land… Central Continent…"

Ye Chen murmured to himself, an indescribable longing welling up in his heart.