Rise from a Poor Family: My Martial Arts Counterattack

Chapter 238 The Mist Dragon Crashes Through the Gate, the Golden Dragon Leads the Way

As the last rays of dawn pierced the sea mist, Lin Chen's cloud-patterned shoes landed precisely on the thousandth step.

Suddenly, sea fog appeared and surged on the steps behind him. Looking back at the steps, Lin Chen's eyes were filled with contemplation.

After a while, looking back, the gilded gates of the Lingxiao Palace were ten zhang high, and the rising sun was slowly moving towards the golden gates of the palace.

Grand Hall Square!

Many senior disciples stood there.
Lin Chen looked at all these senior brothers from Lingxiao Martial Academy with a puzzled expression.

According to Junior Brother Meng Xing, the reason why the Martial Academy only allows the top three to enter the Lingxiao Hall is not only because other disciples cannot climb the thousand steps, but also because the Lingxiao Stone is very precious.

Even the Lingxiao Martial Academy couldn't possibly distribute Lingxiao Stones to every disciple.

The older disciples also have to pass the assessment to enter the Lingxiao Hall, but there are more of them than the new students.

Most importantly, only one disciple can enter the Lingxiao Hall at a time.

If a disciple is inside the main hall, the hall door will be closed.

As for why Lingxiao Martial Academy has such a rule, when Lin Chen asked Meng Xing yesterday, Meng Xing just smiled mysteriously and did not explain, only saying, "Senior Brother Lin will know when he enters the main hall tomorrow."

These were Meng Xing's exact words, and it was precisely because of Meng Xing's words that Lin Chen was somewhat confused when he saw so many senior disciples on these steps in the square in front of the main hall.

Since Lingxiao Martial Academy has arranged for me to enter the Lingxiao Hall today, they must have made arrangements to ensure that there will be no conflict when other disciples enter the hall.

What is the purpose of these senior brothers standing here?
Was it to see me?

Lin Chen glanced at his senior brothers, nodded slightly, and then walked towards the entrance of the main hall.

The senior disciples of Lingxiao Martial Academy present did not tell Lin Chen and the others why they had come here. They simply watched Lin Chen walk towards the main gate of the hall, while feeling sorry for Senior Brother Pei.

Senior Brother Pei and Junior Brother Lin are truly incompatible according to their birth charts.

It's understandable that the record for leaving a name on Wudao Mountain has been broken, since anyone can go up Wudao Mountain.

However, Lin Chen was not a disciple of Lingxiao Martial Academy, yet he still broke the record left by Senior Brother Pei in the academy. If it wasn't due to a clash of their birth charts, how else could it be explained?

Lin Chen is using Pei Shixiong's fame as a stepping stone to gain recognition.

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Lin Chen stepped onto the gilded gate of the Lingxiao Palace. The sunlight fell precisely on this spot, slowly moving forward from his feet and finally illuminating the gate of the palace.

boom!
The next moment, the sea mist that had been lingering on the steps seemed to have received something and began to surge and condense. All the disciples on the square saw a mist dragon soar into the sky, rushing out of the steps and flying overhead.

A dragon's roar shook all the disciples present, causing their blood to surge. Looking up, they saw the mist dragon circling in the sky for several weeks before crashing into the palace gate.

This scene stunned the disciples of Lingxiao Martial Arts Academy in the square.

This wasn't their first time here, and they had even entered the Lingxiao Palace before, but this had never happened before.

The appearance of sea fog on the steps was already puzzling to them, but now this fog dragon has crashed into the palace, leaving them speechless with shock.

What exactly happened?

The solemn gate began to slowly open as the mist dragon slammed into it.

Golden light shone through the cracks in the door and fell on Lin Chen, transforming into a golden dragon that accompanied him.

Golden dragons circled around it, moving in its wake.

Lin Chen turned around and nodded to his fellow disciples once more before stepping into the main hall without further hesitation.

boom!
As Lin Chen stepped over the threshold and into the main hall, the hall doors slammed shut.

However, the disciples of Lingxiao Martial Academy in the square remained standing in place, still unable to comprehend what caused this series of strange phenomena.
Why has this never happened before in the Lingxiao Palace?

While the disciples of Lingxiao Martial Academy were still in shock, two elderly figures appeared in the square.

"Dean, Vice Dean!"

Upon seeing the two elderly men, the disciples of Lingxiao Martial Academy quickly bowed in respect.

"Everyone, step back."

Hou Zhantian waved his hand, and after the disciples of Lingxiao Martial Academy had all left, he looked at the old man beside him and said, "I don't know whether the decision to allow Lin Chen to stay in the main hall indefinitely was the right one."

"Ling Xiao agrees, Dean, this is no longer something we can decide."

The old man beside him had a strange look in his eyes. The disciples of Lingxiao Martial Academy only knew that climbing these thousand steps would be stressful, and thought it was a test set up by the academy for them.

However, the pressure on these thousand steps was not set up by the Martial Academy, but by the power of Lingxiao.

What is Lingxiao? It is the power of the rising sun.

The power of Lingxiao is beyond human control.

The Lingxiao Martial Academy merely uses the Lingxiao Palace to draw the power of Lingxiao into the palace, allowing its disciples to absorb it.

However, Lingxiao's power is no ordinary energy; it possesses its own arrogance.

The reason why only one disciple can enter the Lingxiao Hall at a time is because the power of Lingxiao will test the person who enters.

If one cannot climb the thousand steps, even if one enters the main hall, the power of Lingxiao will not appear.

Only by climbing a thousand steps and gaining the approval of the power of Lingxiao, can one enter the main hall and have the power of Lingxiao fall into the hall, becoming the "Lingxiao Stone".

When Pei Qingming climbed the thousand steps, he also caused a mist dragon to appear.

The mist dragon failed to break down the hall's doors, but now Lin Chen not only attracted a mist dragon to ram the doors, but also had a golden dragon personally welcoming him into the hall...

This is Lingxiao's recognition of Lin Chen, and this recognition is even greater than that of Pei Qingming. "Back then, Pei Qingming entered the main hall and stayed for seven days. This time, Lin Chen will probably stay even longer."

Hearing his junior brother's words, Hou Zhantian's lips twitched. If Lin Chen stayed one more day, it meant that other disciples would have to postpone their entry by one day.

"Ten days. Lin Chen should be able to stay in the palace for at most ten days. I have already spoken, and it is impossible to call Lin Chen out of the palace now."

You must keep your word, even if it means shedding tears.

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In the main hall.

The golden dragons surrounding Lin Chen disappeared the moment he stepped across the threshold.

Looking at the empty hall, a look of doubt still lingered on his face. Where was the Lingxiao Stone?
"Is anyone here?"

After a long while, Lin Chen called out loudly, but no one responded.

However, as if sensing something, Lin Chen immediately looked up at the dome, his pupils shrinking.

The dome of the hall hangs high like the night sky, and thousands of stars cast their reflections on the green jade bricks, while a red sun can be seen in the very center.

The appearance of the red sun made these thousands of stars seem to come alive, and they began to flow and rotate.

As the first ray of sunlight pierced through the jade disc of the dome, a sudden change occurred.

Nine gilded beams of light crashed down from the star map, intertwining and converging in the center of the hall.

Lin Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the place where the golden light converged. Many golden particles floated in the pillar of light, slowly sinking down and finally accumulating into golden crystals on the ground.

Moreover, these crystals were growing and expanding at a visible rate, reaching the size of a fist in just a dozen breaths.

"Was the Lingxiao Stone generated temporarily?"

Thinking of Meng Xing's mysterious smile yesterday, a thought popped into Lin Chen's mind.

A golden crystal the size of a fist—isn't that the size of a stone?
Fifteen minutes later, the Lingxiao Stone stopped growing and its size fixed at the size of a fist.
No wonder the Lingxiao Palace only allows one disciple to enter at a time; it is because only after absorbing this Lingxiao Stone can a second one be generated.

The moment Lin Chen's five fingers touched the Lingxiao Stone, the myriad stars in the dome suddenly accelerated their rotation.

The sun burst forth with dazzling golden rays, and nine beams of light surged like boiling lava, illuminating the entire hall as if it were located at the heart of a furnace.

His pores were bulging, and his blood and qi surged uncontrollably.

At this moment, a golden cauldron appeared in the center of the hall.

The vortex roared within the cauldron, swallowing the cascading gilded beam of light.

The entire hall transformed into a golden ocean at that moment, with the temperature reaching an alarming level.

Lin Chen felt as if his limbs and bones had been thrown into a furnace of heaven and earth, and his bones were constantly spasming and contracting in the high temperature.

The excruciating pain caused him to roar to the sky, the sound of which shook the star map in the dome of the sky.

“Crack—”

Spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the surface of the Lingxiao Stone, and countless golden particles flowed into Lin Chen's meridians through his pores, relieving his pain with a cool sensation.

"Lingxiao Stone..."

At this moment, Lin Chen knew what the Lingxiao Stone was!

It is the power of the rising sun, the ultimate power of Yang!
But yang alone cannot produce life, and yin alone cannot grow. The Lingxiao Stone is a byproduct of the power of yang, and is the ultimate yin within ultimate yang.

The Lingxiao Stone in his hand shattered in just three breaths, but soon, as the star map shifted, another Lingxiao Stone condensed.

The moment the Lingxiao Stone solidified, Lin Chen instantly reached out and grasped it. As if he had found water in a parched desert, holding the Lingxiao Stone lessened the pain he was inflicted by the furnace.

However, the energy of a single Lingxiao Stone is like a cup of water poured into a parched desert—a drop in the ocean, lasting only a few breaths.

Looking at the golden cauldron in front of him, Lin Chen had an adventurous idea in his mind.

"Gamble!"

With a stomp of his right foot on the ground, Lin Chen leaped up and landed directly into the golden cauldron.

Not only is the Lingxiao Stone made of the power of Lingxiao, but the golden cauldron that appears before us is also formed from the power of Lingxiao.

Cool and refreshing!
The moment Lin Chen stepped into the golden cauldron, the pain of being burned in the furnace within his body immediately disappeared.

He made the right bet!

But the next moment, the golden cauldron, which had been still, began to spin rapidly as Lin Chen stepped in, absorbing the golden particles of the entire hall with each rotation.

These golden particles were absorbed by the golden cauldron and continuously flowed into Lin Chen's body.

Later on, Lin Chen even began to suspect that what was surging in his veins was no longer blood, but this golden energy.

With each breath, golden energy is exhaled.

The golden energy that Lin Chen exhaled did not dissipate. With each exhalation, it condensed and eventually transformed into a small golden figure.

The little figure raises its hand, bends its knees, and assumes a horse stance...

Lin Chen narrowed his eyes slightly. The little man was practicing standing meditation. The next moment, the little man clenched his fists and punched one after another.

Lin Chen was very familiar with this fist technique; it was the Warm Sun Fist that he had practiced at the Martial Arts Hall in Kaohe Town.

(End of this chapter)