Battle Through the Heavens: The Holy Sun Immortal Venerable

Chapter 164 Such a beauty makes this trip worthwhile!

"Then what do I have to hesitate about?"

Yao Chen, the Hall Master of the Pill Hall, one of the Six Halls of the Holy Sect!

These few words were like a shot of adrenaline to Venerable Feng Xian, instantly solidifying his resolve and leading him to grasp the golden token without hesitation.

With the infusion of battle qi, Venerable Feng quickly grasped the basic structure of the Holy Rain Sect and the general details of its internal affairs.

"A huge alliance of sects...that's a good idea."

Venerable Feng came to his senses and exclaimed in admiration. Although he did not know the extent to which the Holy Rain Sect had developed, the fact that even his old friend had joined the sect made its strength undeniable.

After all, his old friend is no ordinary person.

If even he joined a sect, why would Feng Xian hesitate?

"Sect Master, I, Feng Xian, am willing to lead the entire Starfall Pavilion to join the Holy Rain Sect!"

Through the Holy Golden Token, Feng Xian also gained some understanding of the Holy Rain Sect, knowing that it was a complex entity with varying strengths and that the constraints imposed on sects were not as great. Moreover, Yao Chen was also among them, so he was naturally willing to be with Yao Chen again.

Lin Ran was quite surprised by such a simple and direct agreement.

Could this be the bond and tacit understanding between best buddies?

"I never imagined that one day I would actually join someone else's ranks and call them my sect leader."

Venerable Feng showed a hint of emotion as he looked at Lin Ran in front of him. Suddenly, he smiled and shook his head: "After this Four Directions Pavilion Conference is over, let's set up a spatial passage. It has indeed been a long time since we've seen him."

"But then again, the sect leader's invitation for me to join the sect shouldn't be that guy's idea... What does the sect leader want the Starfall Pavilion to do?"

"Expanding territory? Recruiting new members? Or is there some special mission?"

"You don't need to do anything for now."

Lin Ran said with a smile, "Currently, the core base of the Holy Rain Sect is still located in the Northwest Continent. The reason for winning over Venerable Feng and the Starfall Pavilion is mainly to lay a good foundation for the Holy Rain Sect to enter the Central Continent."

"Moreover, even if the Starfall Pavilion's spatial passage is completed and successfully connected to the Holy Rain Sect located in the Northwest Continent, the Starfall Pavilion will still not have any missions."

Lin Ran's words puzzled Feng Xian. If that was the case, what was the point of Xingyun Pavilion joining?

Is it all just for a spatial wormhole?

Lin Ran seemed to understand what Feng Xian was thinking and said calmly, "The forces in Zhongzhou are complex and intertwined. The small Zhongzhou is divided into five regions: east, south, west, north and central. There is one tower, one palace, two sects, three valleys, four pavilions, and countless family forces, not to mention those ancient beings that have been passed down through the ages and are hidden in various small spaces."

"It's extremely difficult to get a share of the pie in such a complex and intertwined region. We might not even make any big moves before we attract countless attacks."

Upon hearing this, Feng Xian immediately looked at Lin Ran with newfound respect.

This sect leader is so young yet already possesses such cultivation, and it's unexpected that he also understands these power relationships and rules of interest so clearly!

The forces in Zhongzhou are extremely numerous, numbering at least a hundred, large and small. However, over the years, the power structure of one tower, one hall, two sects, three valleys, and four pavilions has remained unchanged.

Behind the tower, the hall, the sect, the valley, and the pavilion lies a complex web of intertwined interests and power dynamics, and this situation offers everyone a chance to profit to some extent.

If someone wants to break this situation, unless they possess power that surpasses this force, they will inevitably suffer a huge blow once such a force appears!

"Moreover, even if I am not afraid of such risks, it would be difficult for the disciples of the Starfall Pavilion to accept changing their identities and becoming members of other sects in the short term."

Lin Ran smiled faintly and said, "Our sect is naturally overjoyed that Venerable Feng has made such a choice. For now, let's just proceed as normal and develop quietly."

"For example, this Four Directions Pavilion Assembly is a rare grand event for the Starfall Pavilion, and it should be held properly. By the way, what I said earlier may have had a slightly inappropriate impact on this assembly, and I apologize to Venerable Feng in advance."

Feng Xian looked at Lin Ran with considerable surprise and asked curiously, "Sect Master, at your age, you possess such strength and have such vision and ambition to build a force like the Holy Rain Sect. I wonder who your master is...?"

"Your master's identity should be known to Venerable Feng."

"Oh?"

Feng Xian became even more curious. He had heard of him before. Could it be some powerful figure from Zhongzhou?

"The Three Demon Scorpion Demons".

"So it was the Three Demon Scorpion Demons... Wait... Who?!" Feng Xian stared at Lin Ran in disbelief. "The Three Demon Scorpion Demons?!"

"Yes, the Three Scorpion Demons, the three sect leaders of the Cloud Rain Sect, Heavenly Scorpion, Earthly Scorpion, and Human Scorpion, the Three Scorpion Demons." Lin Ran nodded, not at all surprised by Feng Xian's expression.

There's nothing we can do; that's just the reputation of our master. Who can we blame?

Most importantly, his teacher had a grudge against Yao Chen from back then, and Yao Chen and Feng Xian were close friends, so he must know about the grudge. So, Lin Ran was not surprised at all by asking such a question and showing such a surprised expression.

"Cloud Rain Sect... Holy Rain Sect... This, this..."

Feng Xian looked on in disbelief. He glanced at Lin Ran, making sure he wasn't joking or lying. His shock deepened, as if he were saying, "How could those three bastards, the Scorpion Demon Three Ghosts, have such a disciple?" or "Why would Yao Chen join the Scorpion Demon Three Ghosts' faction?"

Could it be that all of this was just a casual lie told by Lin Ran?!

But that's impossible. The soul power within that crystal definitely belongs to Yao Chen.

Moreover, that soul power was not forced, but rather released by Yao Chen on his own initiative, because the crystal contained not only simple soul power, but also a wisp of information.

"I have no right to handle or inquire about the past grievances between Venerable Medicine and my teacher. However, the grievances between me and Venerable Medicine have all come to an end."

Lin Ran clearly saw through Feng Xian's thoughts and explained, "The matter is fragmented. As for the specifics, please consult with Venerable Yao yourself after the spatial wormhole is constructed."

"That's fine too."

Feng Xian nodded. Although he was extremely curious, this was all he could do for the time being.

What? You're saying that the dignified Venerable Feng Xian would so easily believe Lin Ran?

The person he trusted was not Lin Ran, but Yao Chen!

"Sect Master, the influence of the Scorpion Demon Three Ghosts is indeed too great, this..." Feng Xian gave an awkward but polite smile.

"No need to worry. Your joining my Holy Rain Sect is currently only known to you and me. It has nothing to do with me otherwise." Lin Ran naturally wouldn't put his own people in a difficult position, and smiled, "However, I might make quite a scene, after all, my teacher's birthday is approaching, and I certainly can't let him down."

"Sect Master is very kind."

"Alright, it's getting late, you should go and preside over the meeting."

"Um!"

Feng Xian didn't bother to explain what kind of people the Scorpion Demon Three Ghosts were, but Lin Ran's attitude towards his master was naturally beyond reproach. Without further ado, Lin Ran took a step forward and merged into the space, while Venerable Feng also turned into a breeze and disappeared from the spot.

A few breaths later, the two figures reappeared in the Starfall Pavilion's plaza, one on a high platform and the other in the audience.

"I'm so sorry, something came up and I'm sorry to have kept you all waiting."

Feng Xian's gaze lingered briefly on Lin Ran before he greeted the other three Venerables with a smile.

The four pavilion masters of the Four Directions Pavilion in Zhongzhou are Venerable Huangquan of the Yellow Springs Pavilion, Venerable Jian of the Myriad Swords Pavilion, Venerable Lei of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion, and Venerable Feng of the Starfall Pavilion.

These four pavilion masters are all Dou Zun powerhouses. The other three pavilion masters are all at the peak of the three-star Dou Zun level, while Venerable Feng is slightly stronger than the other three, being a four-star Dou Zun.

Faced with Venerable Feng's explanation, the other Venerables naturally clasped their hands in greeting. However, Venerable Huangquan, who was standing to the side, seemed to have some grudge against Venerable Feng. He glanced at Venerable Feng with his narrowed eyes, intending to say something, but seemed to have some reservations. He simply let out a cold snort and turned away as if he hadn't seen him at all.

Venerable Wind didn't bother to say anything more. With a warm smile on his face, he slowly stood up and swept his gaze around the plaza. Under his gaze, the noisy plaza gradually quieted down.

"Today is an auspicious day for the Four Directions Pavilion Conference held by my Starfall Pavilion. Thank you all for coming to my Heavenly Star Mountain Range to support my Starfall Pavilion. However, as you all know, there are rules of my Starfall Pavilion. I hope that nothing will happen that would disrupt the conference."

Venerable Wind wore a warm smile, seemingly kind and approachable, but his words sent a chill down the spines of everyone present.

They would never forget that the seemingly kind and approachable old man in front of them was actually the strongest person in the entire arena!

Even the three Venerable Ones were all slightly inferior.

Seeing that there were no objections from the audience, Venerable Wind revealed a kind smile. With a wave of his hand, a gentle breeze swept by, followed by a clear, resonant chime.

"This year's Four Directions Pavilion Tournament has 71 participants, including the four disciples of the Four Directions Pavilion. As usual, it will start with a mixed battlefield and continue until only eight people remain in the arena. Now, all participants, please enter the arena."

As the bell tolled, the voice of the Wind Venerable also rang out once more.

As soon as Venerable Feng finished speaking, a series of whooshing sounds filled the square. Then, one after another, young figures flashed into the square and strolled around the perimeter, all on guard.

The appearance of these people immediately ignited the atmosphere of the conference, and deafening cheers surged from the mountaintop like a tidal wave, soaring into the sky.

As Venerable Wind finished speaking, the competition on the field gradually unfolded.

Only eight people remained from No. 71 Middle School. Of these eight spots, four were already taken by people from the Four Pavilions. In other words, out of the remaining sixty-three people, only four were able to stay!

Choosing four out of sixty-three—one can only imagine the fierce battles that would erupt from such a selection process.

As the atmosphere in the arena became tense, the area outside the plaza also fell silent. Countless eyes were fixed on the arena without blinking. The people inside were all outstanding among the younger generation. Apart from a very small number of them, most of them possessed truly remarkable strength. Naturally, the battle that broke out between these people attracted a lot of attention.

"The younger generation of Zhongzhou."

Looking at these young figures, Lin Ran glanced at them and murmured to himself.

It must be said that Zhongzhou is Zhongzhou. Even though these people are just ordinary and common little geniuses in Zhongzhou, to the Northwest Continent, each one of them is a top genius that is rare to see in a hundred years.

Lin Ran glanced around and quickly spotted several highly promising figures in the crowd.

One person carried a large, azure sword on his back, exuding a sharp and menacing aura, just like a dagger.

A person dressed in green robes uttered a soft, clear humming sound, like the chirping of birds, and moved with light, graceful steps.

Of course, the most dazzling and outstanding among them is Lin Ran's good mount, Miss Feng Qing'er of Fenglei Pavilion!

These individuals are all quite young, and their strength and aura have not yet reached the peak of the Dou Huang level. However, among these younger generations, they have already demonstrated the ability to fight beyond their level, and their strength far surpasses that of their peers.

On the plaza, fighting spirits filled the air, and chaos continued to spread. At this moment, almost everyone around was an opponent or an enemy. Therefore, everyone was like a frightened bird. As long as someone entered within a few feet of them, the fighting spirit within their body would involuntarily be guided by their mind to launch a fierce attack on the person who had entered their range.

In such chaos, it was common for several people to team up against one person. At this moment, it was just bad luck for that person. Facing the attacks of several opponents of the same level, he was quickly defeated and left the square in less than ten rounds.

Chaos is a catalyst. Seeing the terrifying melee in the arena, the stands around the square erupted in earth-shattering cheers and shouts. Many people turned red in the face and neck because of the atmosphere, and they looked as if they wished they were in the arena themselves.

Of course, for Lin Ran at this moment, this level of combat was like children playing house, utterly devoid of any aesthetic appeal.

The chaos lasted less than ten minutes before more than a dozen contestants were seriously injured and had to leave the field. After all, if they had stayed any longer, the problem would have been more than just serious injuries.

The entire square was like a sieve, constantly weeding out people, and the number of people who could stay was rapidly decreasing.

As the number of people decreased rapidly, the chaos in the square gradually subsided. In particular, when the number of people in the square dropped to only about ten, an unusual silence suddenly appeared. The ten people were scattered in different parts of the square, panting and looking at each other warily.

"That's about it..."

Lin Ran's gaze fell on Feng Qing'er among the ten people. After thinking for a moment, it fell on the girl in green dress, petite in figure, wearing the standard uniform of Xingyun Pavilion.

"Capturing two at once, that should be quite a spectacle, right?"

Lin Ran muttered something to himself, and the next moment, his figure suddenly disappeared from the audience seats.

At that moment, the audience, who had been cheering, suddenly felt a suffocating and terrifying pressure spreading down from the sky.

Space shattered, and a dark figure landed on the arena in the center of the ten people below with an irresistible and terrifying force. Its aura spread, and the ten people were instantly thrown away.

Immediately afterwards, the figure shook its left and right hands, and two suction forces erupted. Feng Qing'er and the girl from Xingyun Pavilion, who were flying backward, were immediately restrained by this suction force and fell into the hands of the black figure in the blink of an eye.

"I never expected to encounter two such stunning beauties. This trip was definitely worthwhile! Hehehe!"

The dark figures stood on the left and right, one in each hand, chuckling lewdly.

This situation immediately caused an uproar throughout the venue. The four Venerables were stunned, and Venerable Wind was even more dumbfounded, his eyes twitching wildly.

No, Sect Master, what exactly are you trying to do?!

(End of this chapter)