I established the Eternal Immortal Clan by taming beasts.

As soon as Lin Xuanqi finished speaking, the recognition of his merits was pushing everyone's emotions to a boiling point.

Some people were clapping and cheering, while others were clinking glasses with their comrades. The amber luster of the spirit wine shimmered and intertwined in the light of the spirit lamp, like a flowing, warm-colored ocean.

Those cultivators who had fought side by side on the city walls, now relaxed from the tension of the battlefield amidst the wine and recognition, their laughter and clinking glasses creating a continuous wave of sound that enveloped the entire square in a warm, boisterous atmosphere.

Just as the commotion in the square was reaching its peak, a voice came from outside the city: "This Chuyang City is quite lively. I, Qin, have come uninvited and apologize for disturbing you!" The voice was not loud, nor was it fast or slow, but it was like a thread that had been soaked in cold water, passing through all the noise in the square and accurately reaching everyone's ears.

Some people are holding wine cups, ready to bring them to their lips, their hands hovering in mid-air, the wine swirling slightly at the rim; some people are opening their mouths to say something, but the words get stuck in their throats, their lips remaining half-open; some people have just stood up to offer a toast, but their bodies freeze in place.

Almost simultaneously, all the cultivators who had experienced countless life-or-death warnings on the battlefield instinctively gripped the weapons at their waists.

On the outer walls of Chuyang City, the defending troops had already reacted immediately.

The crossbow was slowly rotating, and the heavy arrows were pushed into the slot, making a dull metallic scraping sound, like a bowstring being slowly pulled taut.

The crossbowmen crouched behind the battlements, their crossbows already strung, arrows pointed in the direction of the sound. But when their fingers touched the triggers, they tightened very slightly, their knuckles turning white. That tightening was an instinctive tension that only appeared under extreme pressure.

The array patterns on the city wall lit up one by one. The spiritual light of the Four Symbols Returning to Origin Array, in the twilight, was like a city wall being rekindled, enveloping the newly repaired bricks and stones in a layer of warm, soft light.

The array masters stood beside the array base, their hands forming hand seals, spiritual energy flowing from their fingertips. But their gazes pierced through the glowing spiritual light, landing on the figure slowly walking towards them from outside the city wall.

The figure walked slowly, even casually, as if strolling in their own backyard.

He wore a dark purple robe, the hem of which was billowed by the night wind, revealing a pair of ordinary cloth shoes underneath. His face was refined and scholarly, and he did not look like the leader of the Demon Sect, but more like a teacher who had been sitting in the academy for many years.

But everyone who saw him could feel their spiritual power being suppressed by some incredible force.

They couldn't even move half a step. Those cultivators who wanted to retreat found their feet were nailed to the ground, while those who wanted to advance to meet the enemy found their bodies fighting against their will, and every movement required several times more effort than usual.

Although they had never seen this person before, and although they couldn't see through his cultivation level, the guards on the city wall all understood that this person's cultivation level was far beyond their imagination.

One by one, their throats tightened and their faces turned pale. The cultivators who had just experienced the beast tide thought they had seen the limit of fear, but now they realized that the truly overwhelming power could not be compensated for by numbers. It was a gap that was unequal in existence, like ants facing a giant mountain.

Qin Wudao stopped a hundred feet in front of the city gate.

He didn't look up at the crossbow bolts pointing at him, nor at the array patterns in motion. Instead, he focused his gaze on the city walls, on the glowing lights, on the soldiers in formation, and on the direction of the square, on the figures silently setting down their wine cups and reaching for their weapons.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not here to fight." His voice was as calm as before, but the invisible pressure he exuded could be clearly felt by everyone at the banquet in the main city, even from hundreds of feet away. "I'm just curious, why would a Golden Core... oh, Nascent Soul family in your small Chuyang City dare to take my things?"

Lin Che put down his wine glass.

He had been waiting for this moment for a long time. He stood up, his gaze passing through the crowd, through the lanterns and silks at the edge of the square, through the section of the newly repaired city wall, and landing in the direction from which the sound came.

His face showed no panic, no surprise, not even a twitch of his brow, as if he had known all along that the voice would ring out at this moment.

"Please be patient, everyone." His voice was not loud. "Continue eating and drinking, I'll be right back."

The Lin family has now managed to hold onto Chuyang City. What they need to consider is how to develop and how to gain a larger foothold in this chaotic situation.

Indeed, the Lin family's current strength is not outstanding. They are a newly emerging Nascent Soul force, and only Lin Che is a Nascent Soul cultivator. Without an Undying Battle Soul, they don't even have the qualifications to enter the arena. Choosing to "build high walls and store up grain" is the best option.

But time waits for no one, and the Lin family could no longer hide it.

The news that Qin Wudao broke through to the Nascent Soul stage here has definitely been known to all the forces in the Southern Region, and Chuyang City, which is the closest, will inevitably attract the attention of those with ulterior motives.

Having learned about the Lin family's beast-taming army and the extent of their resources, would they really allow the Lin family to grow stronger? Obviously not!

Instead of doing that, it would be better to reveal our trump card and let all the forces in the Southern Region know about the existence of the Undying Battle Soul, so that all forces would have to think twice before making a move against the Lin family. This is just like nuclear deterrence!

In this way, the Lin family will gain a voice in the Southern Region and truly be able to sit at the table.

However, the Lin family poses a very low threat to the major Nascent Soul cultivators.

Once the Lin family goes out to fight, they will have to think about whether to let the Undying War Soul guard the home or go out to fight. It is obvious that the Undying War Soul will stay behind and will not be used unless absolutely necessary.

So at that time, will the Fang family, the Rebellious Demon Palace, and the other two Nascent Soul forces continue to fight each other, or will they sit down to negotiate and join forces to attack the Lin family?

The answer is obvious: each family is most likely to choose to cooperate with the Lin family, or at the very least, ignore the Lin family. In a sense, this can be considered as "building high walls and storing up grain to delay the proclamation of kingship".

Was Lin Che able to steal that puppet without anyone noticing?

Of course!

Why would he so openly and brazenly steal the puppet from Qin Wudao, amidst the scrutiny of various factions?

They were planning this day!

What could be a better stepping stone than a Nascent Soul cultivator?

Qin Wudao was the best candidate to make the Lin family famous in the Southern Region.

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High in the sky, a gigantic figure appeared.

The Azure Profound Realm Spirit had been hiding in the skies above Chuyang City for several days, waiting for this very moment!

Since we're going to have a show, we need the most extravagant entrance ever—entering in Gundam form!

The Undying Battle Spirit flipped over, head down, pointing directly in Qin Wudao's direction. The battle blade on its right arm glowed with crimson-gold soul flames, and the power of laws gathered on it.

The surging dark red spiritual light and crimson gold soul flames resembled an ignited galaxy, each flash scorching and slightly distorting the surrounding air.

That power was beyond the perception of Nascent Soul cultivators; it was manifesting the meaning of the words "Transformation into a Divine Being" in a tangible form.

The terrifying power was so great that not only Qin Wudao in front of Chuyang City looked up at this sky, but also all the forces in the Southern Region.

The Fang family headquarters, Qingyun Sword Sect, Baicao Valley, Chiyang Mountain, Yunshui Immortal Pavilion, Xuanfu Sect... all their troops who were resting, their elders who were healing, and their cultivators who were taking stock of their losses, all raised their heads at the same time, their gazes piercing through the clouds and distance, landing on the sky that was being illuminated by crimson-gold light.

Even from a great distance, they could feel the terrifying pressure and power of the laws emanating from it.

Not to mention Qin Wudao, who was facing terrifying pressure head-on.

His pupils suddenly contracted, and a look of surprise appeared on his usually refined face.

He originally thought that he had broken through to the Nascent Soul stage and that the Rebellious Demon Palace would truly rise to prominence. He had endless dreams in his heart, but reality gave him a hard slap in the face.

"No! How could this be!" He recognized the outline of the puppet.

That was the war puppet created by their Rebellious Demon Palace and Xuan Puppet Sect with countless efforts, but it shouldn't have this kind of power!

That couldn't possibly be the ultimate power of the fourth rank; it definitely surpasses the fifth rank!

The dark red aura and crimson gold soul flames were vibrating at a frequency he couldn't comprehend. Each vibration completely erased the traces that once belonged to the pieced-together fragments, giving the body a seamless, unified appearance, as if it had been reforged.

Without the slightest hesitation, he activated his technique at full power, and the plain in front of Chuyang City was instantly stained with blood.

The figures covered in dark purple robes were spreading spiritual energy outwards in an almost evaporating manner, the suppressed air was being reignited, and the folded space was being unfolded anew.

At this moment, Qin Wudao used all his strength and unleashed his domain to face the attack of the Undying Battle Soul.

The crimson domain and the crimson-gold soul flames collided in mid-air, like a drop of water falling into a pot of oil, blasting the entire sky into a surging sea of ​​light interwoven with dark red and golden red.

However, the crimson domain was shattering, evaporating, and retreating at a visible speed under the impact of the soul flame. The power of law that Qin Wudao had repeatedly tempered was being crushed by a power that was more complete and more stable than him.

The blade of the Undying Warrior Spirit fell.

There were no fancy moves, no repeated charging up of power, only a compressed, solidified crimson-gold blade of light that slashed straight down from the sky and landed on Qin Wudao's head.

That strike carried the entire weight of the undying battle spirit, the indomitable spirit of Lieshan for a thousand years before and after his death, the power of the souls that had been devoured and reassembled, and the full power of the reforged metal body. In the most direct and unreasonable way, it cleaved Qin Wudao's newly unfolded domain in two, like a blade cutting through a taut sheet.

Qin Wudao's figure flew backward like a stone thrown by a catapult.

His figure traced an arc hundreds of miles through the air, smashing the tops of several mountain ridges along the way. Those once solid rocks exploded, collapsed, and turned into dust like crushed sugar cubes under his impact.

He finally regained his balance, the blood at the corner of his mouth gleaming dark red in the twilight. The hem of his dark purple robe was torn in half, revealing the wounds that were slowly healing underneath.

But he didn't turn back, didn't hesitate, and didn't even glance at the figure retracting the blade. He immediately fled into the distance.

He understood that he had just broken through to the Nascent Soul stage and had not yet condensed his Dharma form, so he was completely unable to contend with this complete fifth-order puppet.

Before Chuyang City, that figure had completely disappeared into the horizon.

The suppressed air is flowing again, the folded space is unfolding again, and the meridians that were suppressed by spiritual power are regaining their rhythm.

But the cultivators who had just experienced all of this remained standing in place, their gazes fixed on the figure in the sky that was slowly standing up, unable to look away for a long time.

A knowledgeable rogue cultivator spoke first, his voice dry and strained in the twilight: "Nascent Soul stage! That's a Nascent Soul cultivator! That technique is a demonic art, a technique from the Rebellious Fate Demon Palace! That person is Qin Wudao!"

Everyone was shocked and realized what they had just faced—a Nascent Soul cultivator!

In an instant, everyone looked at the enormous figure of the Undying Battle Soul.

If even Nascent Soul cultivators have been driven away, then what level of cultivation does this puppet possess?

Before, they were only impressed by the puppet, but now they truly understand its terror!

It was at this moment that they realized that their city, Chuyang, actually had a guardian at the Nascent Soul level!

Shock, astonishment, and exclamations spread throughout Chuyang City.

Those cultivators who were originally observing were now watching the figure slowly retracting his battle blade high in the sky. The gaps in their hearts that had been occupied by doubt and hesitation were being filled with something much heavier.

With generous rewards and faced with the absolute power of the Lin family, various forces no longer joined the Lin family's camp out of mere formality or reluctance.

They genuinely wanted to firmly bind themselves to the Lin family, this colossal ship that could reach the heavens, to gain more fortune and protect the future of the entire family!

Those families that were once scheming to get a share of the pie from the Lin family are now recalculating their positions.

Those independent cultivators who were previously observing the situation and not in a hurry to express their opinions are now looking for ways to get closer to the Lin family.

Those vassal families who once questioned the Lin family's longevity are now adjusting their attitudes at lightning speed, like ships pulled by the same iron chain, converging in the same direction.

The news was explosive enough, and with the added fuel of the fire by Zhihei, the events that had occurred in front of Chuyang City had spread throughout the entire Southern Region in less than a day.

The intelligence, transmitted through communication arrays, spirit beast messengers, and covert intelligence networks, surged towards every corner of the Southern Region like a flood whose sluice gates were simultaneously opened.

On this day, all the major powers learned of the existence of the Beast Taming Lin Clan of Shattered Star Lake in Chuyang City.

Most forces have paid attention to the name Chuyang City, after all, it is the first area in the Southern Region where the human race has expanded outward since the establishment of the Burning Bone Pass hundreds of years ago. However, almost no forces have taken it seriously or paid it any real attention.

They thought it was just a shallow beach that could be discarded at will, but they never expected that a real dragon would actually emerge from that newly developed "shallow beach".

From then on, the name of the Lin family of Beast Taming of Shattered Star Lake spread throughout the entire Southern Region!