Reaching the pinnacle from Doupo

Chapter 381: Decision, Finals Begin

As the night deepened, the atmosphere in the stone pavilion became somewhat solemn.

Xiao Yan remained silent, rubbing his fingers unconsciously. His eyes, which should have been as firm as iron, now flickered with complex lights in the flickering night, as if two forces were fiercely clashing in him, causing the balance in his heart to shake constantly.

Lin Yuan drank quietly without urging him. He knew that Xiao Yan was facing a difficult and far-reaching decision at this moment.

After a long while, Xiao Yan finally raised his head slowly. A hint of helplessness flashed across his eyes, but more of it was relief. After sighing softly, he said, "Brother Lin, you win..."

"Oh? What do you mean?" Lin Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly and asked in a puzzled manner, but a hint of a triumphant smile flashed in his eyes.

"I really can't refuse the deal you proposed."

Xiao Yan smiled bitterly and said, "Teacher has been very kind to me. I have no choice but to help him break through to the Saint Realm. Moreover, as you said, the matter of the Pure Lotus Demon Fire is as vague as a mirage, so why should I be obsessed with the remaining map..."

I didn't contribute much to the teacher's resurrection. Now that I have the opportunity to help the teacher break through the saint realm, I must not give up easily.

Moreover, since there was an incomplete map in Lin Yuan's hands, it was destined that he would not be able to put together the complete map.

After all, Lin Yuan firmly believed that this was fate, so it was almost impossible for him to give up the remaining map of the Demon Fire, and neither himself nor the teacher could offer anything that could impress him.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yan seemed to have completely convinced himself and he breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, his hesitation about changing his technique seemed to have been cut off a lot - in the next eight years, he would go all out and cultivate to the Dou Zun realm as soon as possible.

Xiao Yan knew in his heart that although Xun'er had just entered the Dou Zun realm, she was deliberately helping him to reduce the burden.

Entering the realm of Dou Zun is only the minimum requirement for entering the Heavenly Tomb, which will certainly make it extremely difficult for Xun'er who is trying to win her over. If she wants to share her worries and stand with her eight years later, she must have more than the cultivation level of entering the realm of Dou Zun.

"Haha, Brother Xiao is indeed a smart man."

A hint of satisfaction flashed across Lin Yuan's eyes, and he chuckled, "Since you've agreed, I will work on it and try to get Senior Yao to obtain that heavenly-level technique."

"I'll have to trouble Brother Lin for the follow-up!" Xiao Yan nodded, stood up and solemnly clasped his fists towards Lin Yuan, "If this is accomplished, Xiao Yan will be very grateful."

Just thinking about it, you can tell that the skills that help you break through to the holy realm are extremely precious.

As for whether Lin Yuan could win the championship, Xiao Yan had no doubt in his heart - they had known each other for several years and the other party had never disappointed him.

"Everyone takes what they need, so why thank me?"

Lin Yuan also stood up, patted Xiao Yan on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "This transaction can also be regarded as my gratitude to Senior Yao!"

"My rise began when I took a Life-Devouring Pill, but the powerful foundation that allowed the Northwest to stand out and become prominent came largely from the skills, fighting skills, and alchemists I obtained from trading with Senior Yao."

"In the past few years, the Tiandu Fire Codex and the Three Lights God-Exterminating Seal have helped me a lot, allowing me to accumulate a lot of capital in a short period of time."

"This time, I will help him break through to the Saint Realm again!"

In exchange for the same incomplete map, the value of the earth-level advanced skills and the earth-level advanced fighting skills is naturally far less than that of the heaven-level skills, but he never felt that he had lost money in the previous transactions.

For him at that time, advanced skills, fighting techniques, and alchemy were far more effective than the remaining map of the demon fire.

Over the years, Lin Yuan was able to defeat Medusa, kill the three elders of Mulan, capture the guardian of the Soul Palace, plunder the Demon Flame Valley... and make his first pot of gold by destroying sects and families in the northwest. If he had not practiced the Tiandu Fire Code and the Three Lights Destroying God Seal, it would have been impossible for him to do so.

In addition, the eighth-grade medicine refining inheritance and many other prescriptions he obtained from Yao Lao brought him great help.

It can be said that the transaction was an indispensable part of his rise.

Although Lin Yuan and Yao Lao have always been in a trading relationship, objectively speaking, the latter's role in Lin Yuan's rise is almost as important as Canaan Academy's cultivation of him.

Because of this, within the scope of his ability and without conflict, Lin Yuan did not hesitate to help Yao Lao.

He spoke his thoughts half-truthfully and looked at Xiao Yan meaningfully, adding a final layer of psychological pressure to the latter - I, an outsider, have tried so hard to help your teacher, how can you, as his disciple, still have the nerve to care about gains and losses?

After hearing his words, Xiao Yan was also slightly startled, and said with a folded hand: "I see, I thank Brother Lin on behalf of my teacher! If there is nothing else, I will take my leave first..."

"No more, please go ahead, Brother Xiao." Lin Yuan shook his head and chuckled.

"Goodbye!" Xiao Yan bowed again, turned around and left the stone pavilion.

Looking at Xiao Yan's departing back, a deep light flashed in Lin Yuan's eyes. He looked up at the boundless night sky, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth - after several years, the remaining map of the demon fire was finally going to be recovered.

The next step is to try to get the fourth map.

The only clue about the fourth map at the moment is that... the incomplete map will appear in the next space transaction, which is still nine years away.

"It seems that we need to find an opportunity to contact the three Space Trade Fairs in advance."
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The Tianlei Mountains, where the Soul Clan members were staying, were shrouded in a dark fog, giving off a gloomy and eerie atmosphere.

“Hun Feng, you take this, hehe…” In a secret room, looking at the cold and stern young man sitting cross-legged in front of him, Hun Yun clenched his hands, and a faint black light appeared in his hand: “With this thing, your victory will be sure!”

After saying that, he raised his hand, and the dark ball of light in his hand, which was echoing with the sinister howl of ghosts, flew towards Hunfeng.

Hun Feng took the dark light ball, but a hint of coldness appeared in his eyes, and he said coldly: "Elder Hun Yun, what do you mean... Do you think I will lose to that kid?"

"Don't think too much. I just want to add an extra layer of protection."

Hun Yun waved his hand, his tone becoming more serious: "The divine bloodline of our clan must not be defeated by the same person, let alone a kid without Doudi bloodline. This thing is given to you. It is up to you to decide whether to use it or not..."

After saying this, the black mist on his body trembled slightly, and his figure mysteriously disappeared into the secret room.

"Humph--"

With a cold snort, Hun Feng retracted his gaze and stared down at the dark ball of light in his hand. His dark eyes had a hint of sharpness...
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The night passed slowly as time went by. When the last ray of the moon disappeared at the edge of the sky, a faint light began to drive away the darkness on the earth. When a ray of morning light fell on the Tianlei Mountains, the quiet atmosphere suddenly dissipated.

Today is the day to decide the winners of the two lists of the Martial Arts Ceremony, the day to decide who will be the true 'No. 1 Prodigy of the Continent'. The competition has reached this point and has entered its true climax.

Whether it is the major forces in Zhongzhou or the ancient clans, they are all looking forward to the final outcome of this event.

The spacious square was crowded with people in a very short time. The boiling noise kept lingering in everyone's ears. The hot atmosphere infected everyone who entered the venue.

When Lin Yuan and others arrived at the platform, it was already crowded.

Even so, when he entered the venue, he still caught the attention of many audiences.

Medicine Lord Lin Yuan, the biggest dark horse of this event.

After two days of battle on the Heavenly Ranking, the huge gap between the geniuses of Zhongzhou and the younger generations of the imperial clan was clearly reflected in everyone's eyes, but Lin Yuan crushed his way to the finals.

Ignoring the looks from everyone around them, Lin Yuan and his group sat down in the stands, chatting and laughing with each other in low voices while waiting for the game to begin.

As time went by, more and more people came to the square, and the noisy sounds reached the sky.

"clang--"

A distant bell suddenly sounded, and the deep bell sound echoed throughout the entire square.

As the sound of the bell rang out, the noise that filled the square slowly died down, and all eyes were cast towards the old man on the ring.

As everyone watched, Mang Tianchi straightened his robes and said in a loud voice: "Everyone has been waiting for a long time, so I will not waste any more words. The finals of the martial arts ceremony... will begin! The first one to go is the finals of the Earth Ranking. Both contestants, please enter!"

As Mang Tianchi finished speaking, the entire stadium fell silent, and all eyes instantly shifted to the stands, resting on Lin Yuan and Hun Feng.

Of the two battles today, this one is the most anticipated one.

Those who are knowledgeable know that in this martial arts ceremony, the gap in quality between the Heavenly Ranking contestants and the Earthly Ranking contestants is too great.

Due to the age difference, the players on the top list are generally stronger.

However, the ancient clans respected bloodline, and in this respect, the contestants on the Earth Ranking were in a crushing state - there were a lot of eighth-grade bloodlines, some ninth-grade bloodlines, and even three divine-grade bloodlines.

It can be said that the winner of the Earth Ranking will be the true "No. 1 Genius in the Continent."

Under the gazes of countless people, Hun Feng took the lead in making a move. He slowly stood up, took a step forward, and his figure fell like a black lightning, instantly appearing on the wide arena in the center of the square.

Then, he looked at Lin Yuan in the stands from afar, with black flames flashing in his dark pupils, surrounded by an extremely cold and ferocious aura.

Seeing this, Lin Yuan stood up and looked back without showing any weakness.

Beside him, Zi Yan's charming voice of encouragement came: "Lin Yuan, come on! That guy makes me feel bad, help me beat him up..."

Without looking back, Lin Yuan just waved his hand casually behind him, then tapped the ground with his toes. A faint silver light instantly appeared under his feet. His figure suddenly turned into a silver light and flashed out, appearing opposite Hun Feng in the blink of an eye.

Standing on the field, Lin Yuan raised his head, and his eyes met with Hun Feng on the opposite side. As their eyes met, a fiery fighting spirit surged across the square.

"Hunfeng, it's finally your turn!"

Looking at the young man shrouded in black mist opposite him, Lin Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

For him, the battle with Hun Feng was not only a task assigned by Hun Xuzi, but also a footnote to his cultivation—a footnote to being "the best in the world".

"The final begins!"

Glancing at Lin Yuan, Mang Tianchi smiled triumphantly, announced the start, and instantly disappeared from the stage.

“Hehe,” Hun Feng stared at Lin Yuan with his eyes narrowed, a cold and arrogant smile appeared on his face, “Medicine Lord Lin Yuan, as a person without Doudi bloodline, you are able to defeat Hun Yu and stand against me, which is really worthy of praise, but…”

Changing the subject, he sneered, "Your good luck should end here! My strength is far from comparable to that useless Hun Yu..."

Before he finished speaking, a purple-black light slowly lingered in those pure black eyes.

At the center of his eyebrows, a rune slowly emerged, and when this rune emerged, Hun Feng's aura suddenly surged almost instantly, and in the blink of an eye, he broke through to the level of an eight-star Dou Zun.

"Three Mysterious Changes of Heavenly Fire! The first change! The second change! The third change!"

Seeing Hun Feng summoning out the clan emblem, Lin Yuan's face condensed slightly, and the Three Mysterious Changes of Heavenly Fire were exerted to the extreme with a thought, and the fighting spirit in his body also surged in an instant!
In just a moment, his cultivation level was raised from five-star Dou Zun to seven-star Dou Zun.

Seeing this, Hun Feng laughed coldly: "Hehe, although you and I have similar cultivation bases, the effects of our secret techniques are vastly different...Lin Yuan, defeat me!"

As the last word of Hun Feng fell, vast mist surged out of his body, and his figure, like a dark lightning that streaked across the sky, instantly appeared in front of Lin Yuan and punched out fiercely.

The majestic black fighting spirit combined with a fierce fist wind transformed into a powerful force, tearing through the void and heading towards Lin Yuan's head.

"You're relying on your cultivation advantage to fight me in close combat? Ha... you don't know what I'm talking about!"

Lin Yuan smiled indifferently, clenched his right palm into a fist, and the vast fighting spirit in his body gathered on his fist. Then, he punched forward without any fancy moves.

"boom--"

The two fists collided, and a terrifying sound exploded between heaven and earth like thunder.

Terrifying gusts of wind surged out, and huge cracks as big as ten feet appeared on the ground, spreading rapidly on the ancient obsidian arena like a spider web...

(End of this chapter)