I, the Chaotic Being, began my path to enlightenment in a brothel!

Just as Lin Feng was about to meet his tragic end, at the critical moment, Murong Yan suddenly appeared in the scene, his expression solemn.

"Elder Gu, the life-or-death duel is a voluntary agreement between the two parties. Regardless of the final outcome, whether they win or lose, or live or die, no outsiders are allowed to interfere."

"If you act rashly again, where will you put the sect's rules?"

Although Wang Long was the number one disciple in the inner sect, he did not have the support of a top-tier bloodline, so his death was not unusual.

In Murong Yan's eyes, Lin Feng had already settled his obsession through this life-or-death battle.

Wang Long's defeat and death in this battle can be considered a fitting end.

What truly enraged him was that Gu Niantong dared to twice attempt to kill Lin Feng right under his nose, showing utter recklessness.

"Sect Master, please forgive me! I lost my senses and acted impulsively."

Gu Niantong's expression changed slightly, a deep sense of apprehension flashed in his eyes, and he finally slowly suppressed the chilling aura emanating from his body.

The sect leader not only thwarted his fatal attack from a distance, but also openly protected Lin Feng.

Their attitude was clear, making it obvious that they wanted to protect this child.

Although he was the Grand Elder of the Inner Sect, he dared not openly defy the Sect Master's will.

Seeing Gu Niantong back down, Ziyun's disciples dared to step forward.

"Lin Lang, it seems you're willing to risk your life to win my heart."

Zi Yun stared at Lin Feng, who was covered in a disheveled state, and was secretly alarmed.

Lin Feng was covered in blood, the dried blood forming thick scabs, a testament to the ferocity of the battle that had just taken place.

Hearing Zi Yun's teasing, Lin Feng almost choked.

He immediately feigned anger and glared at her.

"Congratulations to Senior Brother Lin for winning first place in the Inner Sect Competition!"

Congratulations, Senior Brother Lin!

The surrounding disciples all cupped their hands in congratulations, creating a respectful atmosphere.

As for Zhou Tiangu and his group, they were all silent at this moment, not daring to utter a single word.

Even Wang Long, who had forcibly activated the Berserk Pill and whose combat power had surged, died tragically at Lin Feng's feet, so naturally they dared not have the slightest objection.

Lin Feng's cultivation level may seem average, but his terrifying combat power has already firmly placed him at the top of the inner disciples of the Qingyun Sect.

Then, Elder Zhu stepped forward and congratulated Lin Feng with a smile.

Lin Feng treated the other disciples with indifference and distance, but he was extremely respectful to Elder Zhu, as if he were a senior.

Previously, when the medicinal effects of the Wood Spirit Fruit had worn off and his life force was exhausted, he would have perished long ago if it weren't for the Heaven-Rank elixir given to him by Elder Zhu.

He will forever remember this kindness.

"Lin Feng, I knew I hadn't misjudged you."

At this moment, Murong Xue walked slowly from a distance with light steps.

She possessed an ethereal grace, a radiant face, and a gentle smile playing on her lips, like a celestial being descended to earth.

"I was able to win this time only thanks to the Heavenly Rank Armor you gave me, Xue'er. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to stop Wang Long in his berserk state."

Lin Feng smiled slightly, his face full of sincerity.

Murong Xue's smile deepened, and she replied softly, "It's enough that you remember my kindness."

At this moment, Murong Yan stood with his hands behind his back in the center of the room, his gaze sweeping over everyone present.

"The battle between Lin Feng and Wang Long is a life-or-death duel that both sides willingly agreed to."

"Wang Long's defeat and death were due to his own inferior skills, and he cannot blame Lin Feng."

"From this day forward, no further rumors or gossip about Lin Feng shall be allowed to circulate within the sect."

"Anyone who violates this rule will be severely punished by the sect!"

These words, seemingly a warning to everyone present, were actually a special warning to Gu Niantong, who harbored resentment.

Even though Gu Niantong was heartbroken and resentful at the loss of his beloved disciple, he could not take the opportunity to retaliate against Lin Feng, otherwise it would be a blatant challenge to the sect leader's authority.

Wang Long's followers were filled with fear and trembled with terror.

Wang Qing'er's face turned deathly pale, and she remained silent, not daring to make a sound.

Wang Long was her biggest backer in the Qingyun Sect. Now that her backer has collapsed, she is instantly lost and doesn't know how to stand on her own two feet in the future.

What terrified her even more was whether Lin Feng would take this opportunity to settle old scores with her.

"The sect leader is absolutely right! This feud is now completely over with Wang Long's death, and no one is allowed to mention this matter again."

Gu Niantong bowed slightly and solemnly expressed his stance.

His beloved disciple died tragically before his eyes, yet he was forced by the sect leader's power to suppress his grief and anger, swallowing his anger and feeling an unspeakable resentment in his heart.

Seeing that Gu Niantong had completely given in, Murong Yan's expression softened slightly, and he spoke with a smile.

"This year's Inner Sect Competition was absolutely spectacular, far surpassing previous ones. It's clear that our Qingyun Sect is brimming with talent and thriving."

"Lin Feng's dantian has been repaired, and he has been reborn. Given time, our sect will surely be able to join the ranks of transcendent forces."

"I am in a great mood today, and hereby issue an imperial decree to bestow extraordinary honors upon all the elite disciples of this Inner Sect Competition."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the disciples cheered and jumped for joy.

Everyone's face flushed red with excitement.

"All disciples participating in this inner sect competition will be rewarded with a level-earth spiritual artifact. Everyone will receive one, without exception."

Murong Yan's voice was not loud, but it clearly carried throughout the entire venue and reached everyone's ears.

"Third to sixth place in the competition will receive an additional Heaven-Rank Spiritual Artifact and 10,000 Sect Merit Points."

"The top three in the competition will receive an additional Heaven-Rank Spirit Pill, a Heaven-Rank Spiritual Weapon, and 15,000 Merit Points."

"As for the leader Lin Feng, he is specially granted 30,000 merit points, two Heaven-rank spirit pills, and two Heaven-rank spirit artifacts."

The so-called merit points are the exclusive resources circulating within the Qingyun Sect.

Disciples can earn merit points by undertaking sect missions, and exchange them for various martial arts skills and spiritual weapons within the sect.

Even a diligent core disciple like Zi Yun, who travels and trains all year round, can only accumulate 10,000 merit points a year.

The fact that the sect leader bestowed such generous rewards shows that he was extremely pleased with himself.

"Thank you for your generous reward, Sect Master!"

All the disciples bowed and expressed their gratitude in unison, creating a magnificent and awe-inspiring atmosphere.

"Lin Feng, we are all able to receive this generous reward today because of you."

Zi Yun's beautiful eyes sparkled as she looked at Lin Feng with a smile.

Lin Feng smiled calmly, feeling quite pleased inside.

Having avenged his great grudge and secured first place in the inner sect, he is certain to achieve a transformation in his cultivation if he can fully convert this honor into his own strength.

He did not use any martial arts techniques during his fierce battle with Wang Long, not out of arrogance or pride.

Rather, it was because the martial arts he had practiced in the past were no longer up to par with his current combat strength and were no longer suitable for his current cultivation level.

"I'll take this opportunity to select a few martial arts techniques, and then use my merit points to exchange for rare spiritual herb seeds, which I'll then cultivate in the small tower."

Lin Feng's eyes were deep, and he had already planned out his future cultivation path.

"I hope all disciples will take Lin Feng as their role model, devote themselves to cultivation, improve their strength, and serve the sect with honor as soon as possible!"

Murong Yan, with a solemn expression, admonished everyone.

"We will heed the Patriarch's instructions!"

The disciples and elders responded in unison, their voices resounding throughout the surrounding area.

Murong Yan nodded in satisfaction, then beckoned to Murong Xue.

"Xue'er, come here!"

Murong Xue moved gracefully forward and stood beside Lin Feng, her posture gentle and serene.

"You and Lin Feng were already engaged, although things changed along the way, fortunately the storm has now passed."

Murong Yan smiled and slowly said, "Now that Lin Feng has won first place in the inner sect, he is at the height of his youthful vigor and talent. Why not take advantage of this to make it a triple celebration? What do you all think?"

Murong Xue was slightly taken aback, and asked with curiosity in her eyes, "Father, what is this second joy?"

Murong Yan's gaze fell on Lin Feng, and he made the official announcement with a smile.

"From this day forward, Lin Feng is restored to his position as Holy Son!"

Lin Feng cupped his hands in thanks, his tone tinged with just the right amount of excitement: "Thank you for your grace, Sect Master!"

He bowed his head, unnoticed by anyone, his eyes remaining calm and indifferent, utterly undisturbed.

Murong Xue then pressed on, "Father, what about the third piece of good news?"

"Your engagement with Lin Feng is still valid. Now that he has regained his position as Holy Son, your marriage can be put on the agenda."

Murong Yan smiled warmly and said directly, "The sooner the better. You two should get married tomorrow, shall we?"

marry?

Lin Feng's pupils suddenly contracted, his heart stirred slightly, but his expression remained unchanged, showing no sign of anything amiss.

"Father, isn't this too hasty?"

Murong Xue leaned lightly against Lin Feng's side, her pretty face flushed, even her crystal earlobes were tinged with red.

She glanced at Lin Feng secretly and said softly, "Marriage is a major event, and we should ask Lin Feng's opinion first."

"Hahaha! Xue'er is right."

Murong Yan flicked his sleeve, looked at Lin Feng, and asked with a smile, "Lin Feng, what do you think?"