The Goddess Chronicles: Starting by Holding the Fairy's Fate in His Hands

After entering the house.

Ji Ziyue raised her hand and set up several restrictions.

Lin Yi's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that his martial uncle was going to give him a special reward?

With her back to him, Ji Ziyue said in a cold voice, "Nephew Lin, what happened that night was purely an accident. Don't overthink it."

Lin Yi's heart sank, and he could only reply, "This disciple understands."

Suddenly, Ji Ziyue's tone turned serious, "The geniuses of various sects and nobles have all harbored murderous intentions towards you."

"If you can't win the title tomorrow, admit defeat promptly and don't be stubborn."

Lin Yi breathed a sigh of relief and obediently agreed, "This disciple will remember."

After saying that, she turned to leave, but Ji Ziyue suddenly turned around, "Junior Nephew, wait!"

Lin Yi paused in his steps.

A hint of panic flashed across Ji Ziyue's face. "Thank you for your Origin of All Spirits, otherwise my cold illness would have been difficult to suppress."

Lin Yi's lips curled up slightly, "Uncle-Master, you're too kind. If my cold symptoms flare up again in the future, I'll be at your service anytime."

Ji Ziyue's pretty face flushed red. "I...I'm not feeling well. You should go back first."

Lin Yi understood.

Ji Ziyue wanted it, but couldn't let go of her pride.

Back in the room, he found a beautiful figure already waiting inside.

"Junior Brother Lin, you're back?"

Xin Zhilei sat upright on the edge of the bed.

"Senior Sister Xin?"

Xin Zhilei's cheeks flushed. "Junior brother, you've worked hard defending the title... How about I help you recover your cultivation?"

Lin Yi could no longer restrain himself and waved his hand to set up a restriction.

The light gauze slipped down, revealing her graceful figure.

Who would have thought that the usually dignified and aloof senior sister would be so charming in private!

Lin Yi activated the "Yin Yang Harmony Technique" and practiced diligently with his senior sister.

The clouds have dispersed and the rain has stopped; three years have passed.

Xin Zhilei nestled in his arms, "Junior brother, I'm about to reach the Pseudo-Core Realm! Your cultivation technique is truly profound!"

Lin Yi gently stroked her hair, "It's good that I can help my senior sister."

The two did not finish their cultivation until dawn.

Xin Zhilei, radiant with health, quietly departed.

Lin Yi felt the surging spiritual power within his body, and his cultivation level rose to a new level.

This dual cultivation method is more effective than any elixir!

He took out handfuls of pills and stuffed them into his mouth, but the effect was like setting off firecrackers—the sound was over and then gone.

"Damn it!"

Lin Yi was on the verge of tears. "This nine spiritual roots...it's truly a once-in-a-millennium waste of talent!"

As dawn broke.

As he stepped out of the room, several pairs of eyes turned to him.

Ye Qingwan appeared calm on the surface, but her beautiful eyes held a hint of guilt.

Ji Ziyue was sometimes shy and sometimes aloof.

Xin Zhilei looked satisfied, with a smile in her eyes.

Needless to say, the murderous glares of the Mu brothers were also palpable.

"Lin Yi!"

Pang Shiliu rushed into the courtyard, "Don't go defending your title today! They've all conspired to target you!"

Lin Yi calmly replied, "Understood."

"you!"

Pang Shiliu was so angry that she stomped her feet.

Ji Ziyue interrupted at the right moment, "It's getting late, let's set off."

The central square was bustling with noise.

The contest to defend the title continues.

Lin Yi's first opponent was Tantai Xuan, a female sword immortal from the Qingyun Sect, whose talent was second only to Xiao Jianren.

Tantai Xuan stood with her sword on her back. "Lin Yi, you have no chance of winning against my sword formation."

"Admit defeat, or have your cultivation crippled."

Lin Yi was amused. "Then I'll choose the third option: to beat you down."

"Arrogant!"

Tantai Xuan's beautiful eyes flashed with murderous intent. "This fairy will surely cripple you!"

"Screw you!"

Lin Yi cursed and unleashed a punch as swift as a dragon!

With a shout, Tantai Xuan shouted, and nine flying swords appeared, forming a profound sword formation!

The audience gasped in surprise.

"This is the Nine Heavens Sword Formation of the Qingyun Sect!"

Lin Yi neither dodged nor avoided, and his Myriad Spirits Body erupted with dazzling golden light.

He used his fists like hammers to smash fiercely into the sword formation!

clang!!!

The three flying swords shattered instantly!

Lin Yi, like a humanoid Tyrannosaurus Rex, blasted away and bent the remaining flying swords one by one!

The fist stopped three inches from Tantai Xuan's nose. "Fairy Tantai, now who should cripple whom?"

Thud! A punch landed, and Murong Xue's pretty face turned red and swollen.

"Again!" Bang!

Ding ding ding!

All nine flying swords fell to the ground.

Tantai Xuan collapsed to the ground.

His dantian was shattered, and his cultivation was completely ruined.

Lin Yi withdrew his fist and stood up. "Admit defeat, and I won't kill you."

The Qingyun Sect seats erupted in chaos.

All the factions watching twitched at the corners of their mouths. "Lin Yi is too ruthless!"

Lin Yi stood with his hands behind his back, surveying the entire audience. "Next!"

The Qingyun Sect disciples below the stage were itching to rush onto the stage and tear Lin Yi apart.

Tantai Xuan was their goddess of swordsmanship, yet Lin Yi publicly crippled her cultivation.

His face was swollen from the beating!

It’s so deceiving!

The disciples who challenged her afterward were all more ruthless than the last, each wanting to avenge Tantai Xuan.

Some cowards simply admit defeat, as no one wants to end up like them.

Lin Yi went all out and attacked even more ruthlessly than yesterday.

He was even more ruthless to female cultivators than to male cultivators, which made everyone both laugh and cry.

"Lin Yi really doesn't know how to cherish a woman!"

"But those people did want to take his life, and they deserved it."

Several elites from major sects died one after another at his hands, and Arena No. 9 became a battlefield of carnage.

Lin Yi sneered inwardly.

Since the Prince of Zhennan's Mansion and the Dan Ding Sect are backing him up, why should he show mercy?

Anyone who showed him any murderous intent was killed without exception.

Therefore, Arena Number Nine became a nightmare for all the contestants.

With multiple byes and conceding defeats, Lin Yi easily achieved a 25-game winning streak.

As he stepped off the ring, the crowd automatically parted to make way for him.

Those once arrogant and talented individuals from various factions now looked at him with deep apprehension.

The atmosphere inside the Qingyun Sect's residence was heavy.

Xiao Jianren slammed his fist on the table. "That little bastard Lin Yi! How dare he humiliate Junior Sister Tantai! I swear I will never forgive him!"

Elder Li scoffed, "Even Tantai Xuan couldn't withstand three of his moves, and you're going up there to your deaths?"

Elder Deng spoke in a sinister tone, "This boy is indeed troublesome! But he has offended more than just our Qingyun Sect."

"The Heavenly Demon Sect, the Brahma Temple, the Wind and Thunder Pavilion... which one wouldn't want to skin him alive?"

Xiao Jianren's eyes lit up. "What does Martial Uncle mean...?"

"Using someone else to do the dirty work! We're stirring things up behind the scenes, so naturally someone else will take action for us."

Xiao Jianren smiled. "I'd like to see how long he can be so arrogant!"

Only Elder Li shook his head almost imperceptibly.

These idiots haven't realized that Lin Yi is completely fearless!

Time flies, and the seventh day has arrived in the blink of an eye.

Lin Yi fought fiercely in the arena during the day and cultivated in Xin Zhilei's boudoir at night, becoming increasingly radiant.

He has now achieved a 58-game winning streak, and even Shi Chengji of the Heavenly Demon Sect suffered another crushing defeat.

As dawn broke, Lin Yisong embraced the beautiful woman, who had dressed herself.

Led by Ji Ziyue, the group arrived at the central square.

This final day is crucial.

Lin Yi remained calm and composed.

If he wins a few more matches, he will undoubtedly be the reigning champion!

He doesn't care about cultivation resources, but he can strive for the greatest benefit for the Dan Ding Sect, which can be considered a way of returning the favor.

As for the Divine Pool?

His spiritual spring space is far superior to that one!

Thinking of this, Lin Yi's spirits lifted.

I'm determined to take first place today, no matter what!

When he stepped onto the ring, he was met with boos from the crowd.

His opponent was Luo Zhiyong of the Spirit Control Sect.

It ranks among the top five.

They are one of the favorites to win the championship!

Luo Zhiyong clasped his hands in a respectful greeting, "Fellow Daoist Lin, I, Luo, have long wanted to spar with you!"

He roared to the sky, and a three-zhang-tall earth-shattering bear appeared out of thin air, shaking the arena.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, please!"

Lin Yi returned the greeting solemnly.

The competition began, and Luo Zhiyong and Bao Xiong cooperated perfectly, launching an overwhelming offensive.

Each palm strike carried the power to split mountains and shatter rocks, forcing Lin Yi to retreat.

"Brother Lin, watch out!"

Luo Zhiyong's reminder greatly increased Lin Yi's goodwill towards him.

"Blazing Sun Sky-Splitting Fist!"

Lin Yi held back, his fists flashing like meteors as he hurtled towards the raging bear.

Bang bang bang!

The man and the bear clashed head-on for more than ten moves, leaving everyone dumbfounded.

Lin Yi seized the opening, used a clever move to flip the bear over, and stopped his fist in front of Luo Zhiyong's chest.

"You flatter me, Brother Luo."

"roar!"

The Earth-Splitting Bear stood upright and slammed its giant paw down!

Lin Yi neither dodged nor evaded, but instead met the attack head-on with his right fist!

boom!

Fists and palms clashed, unleashing a deafening clang of metal striking metal!

The shockwave caused the protective array to ripple violently.

"Again!"

Luo Zhiyong's fighting spirit was boiling.

"Come!"

Lin Yi laughed loudly, his fists surging like the Yangtze River, attacking his opponent in return.

The muffled thuds continued incessantly, sending chills down everyone's spines.

In the end, Luo Zhiyong narrowly lost, then laughed heartily, "That was satisfying! Losing to a true man like Brother Lin, I'm completely convinced!"

He patted Lin Yi on the shoulder, "I'll treat you to drinks after the competition!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, recognizing each other's admiration.

Lin Yi not only won the victory, but also gained a true friend!

Even the favorite to win the championship, Luo Zhiyong, lost. Just where is the bottom line of this guy's strength?

Ji Ziyue reminded him telepathically, "Junior Nephew Lin, most of your opponents next will be sons of powerful and influential families in the Great Chu."

"They are relatively friendly to the Dan Ding Sect, so you need to be careful when you make a move."

Lin Yi understood, "Uncle-Master, rest assured, I know what I'm doing."

In the following matches, Lin Yi became much gentler.

These sons of powerful and wealthy families may become valuable assets to the Dan Ding Sect in the future.

They weren't stupid either; facing a formidable opponent who could even defeat Luo Zhiyong, no one dared to provoke him too much.

The sons of the Prince of Zhennan were even more polite, as the prince had instructed them not to offend the prospective son-in-law.

The final battle unfolds between Lin Yi and Xiao Jianren!

The duel between the two most dazzling geniuses in the Southern Region instantly ignited the entire audience!

Although Lin Yi has never lost a game, most people still favor Xiao Jianren.

This person's sword intent has reached a minor level of mastery, and he can advance to the Golden Core stage at any time!

Lin Yi is currently only in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage!