With the rise of my family, I can summon the Daoist Soldiers' Nest.

Without pausing, Lin Ye once again focused his mind on the family's lair, eagerly embarking on a new round of challenges.

This time, what appeared before him were five second-rate Daoist soldiers, the Flaming Lions.

At the start of the battle, Lin Ye continued to launch surprise attacks using his ghostly lightness skills.

However, this battle was completely different from the previous crushing of the Treant Guardians.

Although the Fiery Lion could hardly touch Lin Ye, it was, after all, a pure combat-type Dao soldier, whose movements were far more agile than the cumbersome Tree Spirit Guardian.

Although Lin Ye's internal strength had reached the first-class level, he had not yet learned the corresponding first-class martial arts techniques. Facing the five Flaming Lions that cooperated well and attacked fiercely, he was quite hampered.

Adding to the fact that the opponent was surrounded by scorching flames, he was forced to keep moving around and use his lightness skill to slowly whittle down the opponent's health.

Fortunately, his opponents were unable to hit him. After a long and drawn-out battle, Lin Ye finally managed to wear down the five Fiery Lions one by one with his endurance, and successfully completed the challenge once again.

Lin Ye estimated that if he hadn't taken the Azure Grass and had only relied on his first-rate martial arts skills, he probably wouldn't have been able to defeat these five Fiery Lions for a while.

This shows that the Dao soldiers in the family's lair are indeed more powerful than the Dao soldiers outside.

"Manifest the Fiery Lion's Nest." Lin Ye, having separated from his sea of ​​consciousness, immediately issued the command to the family's nest.

A miniature grassland scene appeared before my eyes, with several lions running and playing in it.

As the light shifted, the small nest slowly descended from the void and materialized steadily in the depression.

In fact, Lin Ye had briefly struggled with the decision before making it.

Tree Spirit Guardians belong to the planting-type Taoist soldiers, making them undoubtedly rarer and more precious.

However, considering that a war with the Northern Xiongnu was imminent and immediate combat power was urgently needed, the Fiery Lion was obviously more effective. After careful consideration, he chose to manifest a pride of lions.

As for having both, Lin Ye dared not hope for it.

Contracting a second-rate nest can still be euphemistically called a stroke of incredible luck.

However, if two second-rate nests are discovered and contracted in quick succession, even a fool would sense something is wrong.

To be on the safe side, he had no choice but to temporarily put the Tree Spirit Guardian aside.

Moreover, he does not plan to manifest his lair anytime soon.

Contracting three nests in just three years, even if there is a seemingly reasonable explanation for each one, the frequency is still too eye-catching.

If it weren't for the Qingyuan Sword Sect providing protection, he would probably have attracted the attention of various forces as soon as he returned to Northern Han.

After all, who would believe that someone could be that lucky?

Moreover, major powers may not allow someone with such good luck to exist.

Even regarding the Fiery Lion's lair, whether to make it public upon returning or to apply for territory through it, he must first inform the Sword Sect in advance to ensure this "shield" is firmly in place.

Having made up his mind, Lin Ye immediately cut his fingertip and let blood drip, completing the contract ceremony according to the procedure.

With a thought, the miniature grassland nest transformed into a stream of light and entered his body.

After doing all this, Lin Ye lingered in place for a moment, repeatedly checking to make sure that no flaws had been left.

He took a deep breath, used his lightness skill, and his figure disappeared like smoke as he continued to speed towards the towering mountain in the distance.

Although Lin Ye had already mentally prepared himself for the combat techniques while practicing his lightness skills in his mind, he still had expectations for his movements.

But only when he truly leaped up in the real dense forest did he truly experience the transformative power of the Sky Grass on his body.

The wind whistled past his ears as Lin Ye moved like a ghost through the layers of the tree canopy.

It can lightly land on branches several dozen feet away, and can also leap several dozen feet away.

He tentatively leaped with all his might, his body traversing a hundred meters before landing steadily on the top of another giant tree.

Standing atop a swaying branch, with her robes fluttering, she gave the illusion of a celestial being descended to earth.

If it weren't for the fear of disturbing nearby monsters or spirit beasts, Lin Ye would almost have roared to the sky.

From then on, though the world is vast, where can't I go?

Although he is currently only a first-rate martial artist, with his near-instantaneous movement technique, unless he encounters a martial artist of innate level or is surrounded by thousands of troops, ordinary experts would have no chance of defeating him.

On this trip, Lin Ye traveled at a speed several times faster than before.

He no longer frequently took detours out of fear of monsters, and he no longer needed to be as cautious as before in concealing his whereabouts.

He completed the journey, which was originally expected to take two days, in just one day.

Deep in the dense forest, Lin Ye could hear the rushing sound of flowing water from afar. He knew that his destination was just ahead.

According to the map, the island's highest peak is surrounded by a wide river.

As he leaped out of the forest, his vision suddenly opened up, and a majestic, towering solitary peak instantly filled the entire horizon.

This is the ultimate goal that the Sword Sect has been exploring throughout the ages.

The acquired lair that the Sword Sect discovered and destroyed back then originated from this mountain.

The Sword Sect firmly believes that such a place where spiritual veins converge cannot possibly have only one nest, so every time they go to Thunder Swamp, their final stop is always here.

Unfortunately, due to bad luck, no new discoveries have been made over the years.

In fact, the Sword Sect had considered moving to other islands as well.

However, the Thunder Swamp is vast and boundless, making the search for unknown islands as easy as finding a needle in a haystack.

Secondly, the competition among other islands where natural or acquired nests had previously appeared was extremely fierce.

Although the Qingyuan Sword Sect is dominant in the Northern Han Dynasty, it is not only unable to compare with the top forces in the world, but also has a significant gap in strength compared with the first-class sects in the Tang Dynasty.

If they rashly get involved in that level of competition, they might lose all their disciples before even finding the lair.

Such tragedies are common in the history of Leize. Many once-glorious forces have suffered excessive losses in this place, and were eventually taken advantage of by their enemies and completely wiped out.

As Lin Ye's thoughts wandered, her gaze turned to the opposite bank. There, she saw a group of people standing indistinctly on the riverbank.

He stared intently and could vaguely make out that they were the elders of the Sword Sect. Even from a distance of nearly a hundred feet, the sharp eyesight of a first-rate martial artist allowed him to clearly spot Liu Zhenghua's figure.

Clearly, the elders of the sword sect on the other side had also spotted him and were waving vigorously at him.

Lin Ye stood on the riverbank, his gaze fixed on the nearly hundred-foot-wide river on the opposite bank. In the swift current, several dead trees drifted with the current, rising and falling erratically.

He took a deep breath, pushed off the ground with his toes, and pushed the ultimate lightness skill granted by the Azure Grass to its limit.

In an instant, he shot through the air like a blue arrow released from a bow.

The nearly 100-meter-wide river surface seemed to be only a short distance away in his eyes.

His figure swept across the water nearly a hundred meters like lightning. Just as he was about to rise from his descent, Lin Ye caught a glimpse of a driftwood floating by out of the corner of his eye.

He flicked his ankle, unleashing a burst of internal energy, and lightly touched the slippery, decaying wood with the sole of his shoe.

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, the driftwood sank half a foot under the weight, but then bounced back like a spring, launching him a second time.

Lin Ye's figure drew a strange zigzag line in the air, rising several feet higher once again.

Using this leverage, he maneuvered and shifted his position, and with just two attempts, he crossed the hundred-foot-wide river and landed steadily on the other side, without even getting his clothes wet.