Douluo Continent: Lin Dong transmigrates into Huo Yuhao

Lin Dong's eyes flickered as he looked at the familiar faces before him. He had calmed down by now, and based on the current situation, he was certain:

He was once again caught in a spacetime turbulence, or more accurately, a time turbulence; he had returned to the days when he first entered the Dao Sect.

With this thought in mind, a hint of joy flashed in Lin Dong's eyes. Although his strength had been greatly reduced, he felt no disappointment whatsoever.

Although it was somewhat different from what he had imagined, the path he had longed for was now before him.

Although he always sought revenge, he considered himself second to none in terms of forbearance, now that he knew the Yuan Sect's foundation and the Otherworldly Demons' schemes.

This time, he will absolutely not allow that Demon Emperor to be resurrected smoothly, and as for the Heavenly King Palace, he will find a way to deal with it!

This time, he wasn't confident enough to let those three old dogs from the Yuan Clan seize the opportunity easily, and he wouldn't leave behind the regrets of his previous life.

As Lin Dong pondered, the group, guided by Wu Dao, arrived at a grand hall with an ancient and imposing atmosphere.

Just like before, Little Marten told Lin Dong to focus on cultivating the Great Desolation Scripture and join the Desolate Palace to learn the legendary Great Desolation Scripture. Lin Dong simply agreed in a low voice.

Soon, carried by the light array, they arrived at a giant mountain. At the summit, a series of grand halls stood amidst swirling clouds and mist, appearing quite mystical.

"Hehe, Wudao, you guys are finally back! We couldn't wait any longer."

A laugh rang out, and Lin Dong suddenly looked up, quickly scanning the dozens of figures in front of him. Finally, his gaze settled on the woman in the red dress, and he couldn't look away even a fraction.

This was the figure he had longed to find day and night, and now it stood before him, as radiant as when they first met.

She wasn't some Ice Lord who was supposed to save the world; she was just Huanhuan, that quirky and clever Huanhuan.

Seemingly noticing Lin Dong's intense emotional fluctuations, Little Marten frowned and whispered:

"What, do you know someone here?"

Startled by the little sable's voice, Lin Dong's emotions calmed down slightly. He gently shook his head, his gaze darkening.

"Heh, so that kid named Lin Dong, that's you, isn't it?" The Heavenly Palace's Vice Hall Master, Wei Sen, paused, his gaze lingering on Lin Dong, a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"To win the Hundred Dynasties War with only the strength of the Four Elements Nirvana, there really is something special about it."

"Four Elements Nirvana?" Upon hearing this, the girl in red immediately turned her gaze to Lin Dong, her eyes flashing with surprise.

Wei Sen seemed to understand that Lin Dong's apparent strength was clearly insufficient to guarantee him the championship of the Hundred Dynasties War. His eyes narrowed, and he chuckled softly.

"Oh, so you're a Four-Seal Celestial Talisman Master, no wonder."

As soon as Wei Sen finished speaking, the girl in red unconsciously lingered on Lin Dong for a while longer, clearly showing that she had developed some interest in him.

"A Four-Seal Celestial Talisman Master? That's only comparable to a Five-Element Nirvana Realm expert, right? Qin Tian of the Tianyuan Dynasty, isn't he a Six-Element One?"

The girl in red asked in surprise, blinking her beautiful eyes as she stared blankly at Lin Dong.

A hint of helplessness flashed in Wu Dao's eyes. As Wu Dao had expected, after staring at Lin Dong for a while, Wei Sen smiled faintly and said:

"Hehe, this Lin Dong is not bad, so he's come to my Heavenly Palace."

The self-righteousness in his tone remained exactly the same as it had been back then.

The deputy hall masters of the Earth Hall and the Flood Hall couldn't help but purse their lips, feeling it was a pity that such a promising talent had fallen into the hands of the Heaven Hall again, but they didn't have any practical solutions.

Wu Dao's expression was grim, but he could only wave his sleeves with a hint of reluctance and sigh helplessly at Lin Dong:

"The Heavenly Palace is currently the strongest of the four palaces. If you wish, you should go to the Heavenly Palace."

Upon hearing this, Lin Dong glanced at Wei Sen, who was all smiles, and then at Wu Dao, who looked dejected. He could only sigh helplessly and then clasp his hands in a fist salute to the former.

"I am grateful for the Vice Hall Master's kindness, but I still wish to join the Desolate Hall."

The somewhat apologetic voice rang out on the platform, causing everyone to freeze in surprise.

In the center of the hall, everyone was stunned by Lin Dong's words, and countless astonished gazes instantly focused on him, except for Xiao Diao and Xiao Yan, who remained calm.

"Lin Dong, what's wrong?"

Even Wu Dao was stunned by Lin Dong's words. He couldn't understand why the latter would give up the Heavenly Palace, which was the best choice on the surface, and instead join their Desolate Palace, which was ranked at the bottom.

The surprise on Wei Sen's face quickly faded, his eyes fixed on Lin Dong, his brows slowly furrowing, and he said in a slightly deep tone:

"Lin Dong, I don't mean to look down on the Desolate Palace at all, but I can assure you that you can only achieve the greatest improvement in the Heavenly Palace. You have good talent, so don't waste your potential."

Faced with his statement, Lin Dong could only turn to Wu Dao for help, just as before.

Shouldn't this old guy do something? At least don't leave him alone under the sharp gaze of these high-ranking Dao Sect members.

Wu Dao's face twitched, and Lin Dong could read a hint of surprise in his eyes. But as Lin Dong expected, after hesitating for a moment, the old man still uttered the words that had almost made Lin Dong vomit blood:

"The Heavenly Palace is indeed stronger than the Desolate Palace, and this is for the sake of the sect."

Although he had expected it, Lin Dong's face still twitched involuntarily. He quickly gritted his teeth, his tone firm, and said:

"But if you really want to join our Desolate Palace, I will absolutely support you. In any case, I won't ruin you."

Lin Dong calmed himself down and looked apologetically at Wei Sen, whose expression was not very good. He did not want to offend the deputy hall master of the Heavenly Palace as soon as he arrived at the Dao Sect.

Wei Sen glanced at Lin Dong, and after a moment, could only shake his head and say indifferently:

"Since this is your own choice, I won't say much more. I just hope you will take good care of yourself."

As Lin Dong had anticipated, Wei Sen's tone didn't seem to hold any resentment. Lin Dong knew very well that the higher-ups of the Dao Sect weren't as narrow-minded as he had imagined.

Lin Dong glanced at Ying Huanhuan out of the corner of his eye with a hint of anticipation, waiting for that familiar voice to ring out:

"You're far too selfish."

A clear and melodious voice rang in his ears as expected. Lin Dong calmed down and looked up. He saw the girl in red staring at him with slightly furrowed brows.

Lin Dong was not annoyed at all after hearing this, and smiled as he looked at the familiar girl in red:

How was I selfish?

Stared intently at by his gaze, Ying Huanhuan felt, for some reason, as if she had met him a long time ago. Her face flushed for a moment before she let out a soft moan.

"If you join the Heavenly Palace, you will be able to maximize your potential by utilizing your already good talent. The stronger you are, the more real benefits you will bring to the sect."

But now you've given up on joining the Heavenly Palace. Doesn't that mean you've also weakened the sect's strength? Isn't that selfish?

The crisp sound, accompanied by the gentle tapping of the instrument, lingered in everyone's ears, giving them a refreshing and pleasant feeling.

However, the sharpness and reproach contained in the girl's clear voice left everyone except Lin Dong speechless.

Lin Dong showed no anger upon hearing this, and looked at her with a light smile, saying:

"I think there's no such thing as the strongest palace, only the palace that's most suitable for itself, right?"

The girl in red raised an eyebrow, staring at Lin Dong with a menacing gaze, and retorted defiantly:

"While that's true in theory, the fact before you is that the Heavenly Palace is the strongest of the four palaces!"

"I guarantee you, if you join the Desolate Palace, you probably won't even qualify for the next palace examination. And by then, your title as the champion of the Hundred Dynasties War might become a joke."

Upon hearing the girl's words, Wei Sen frowned instinctively. Such remarks could be quite damaging to a young man full of vigor and passion.

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However, due to Ying Huanhuan's status, he did not say anything, but looked at Lin Dong with some interest, as if he was looking forward to what he would do next.

He wanted to see how this young man from a low-ranking dynasty had managed to get to where he was now, what made his character different from others, or how much ahead of his peers he was.

While what you say makes sense, I'll tell you the reason: I dislike mediocrity. Joining the Heavenly Palace would certainly benefit me, but it wouldn't allow me to maximize my strength because the Heavenly Palace doesn't possess the "Great Desolation Scripture."

Lin Dong looked at him with a smile, replied softly, and then slowly asked again:

"Tell me, if I could comprehend the 'Great Desolation Scripture,' do you think the Dao Sect's strength would increase or decrease by a slight margin?"

As soon as Lin Dong finished speaking, everyone was stunned for a moment before realizing that this guy was after the Great Desolation Scripture.

However, isn't this kid too arrogant? The Great Desolation Scripture is the most mysterious and unpredictable martial art among the Four Great Scriptures, but correspondingly, the difficulty of comprehending it is also extremely terrifying.

Since the Desolate Palace was established, there have been no more than ten geniuses who have been able to comprehend it. How dare Lin Dong say such a thing with such confidence?

The girl in red was clearly taken aback by Lin Dong's words, but a subtle smile quickly appeared on her lips. She then extended her delicate hand, her slender fingers pointing at Lin Dong, and her red lips parted slightly:

"Arrogant and self-righteous!"

When the girl in red pointed her jade-like hand, Lin Dong's gaze lingered on her slender, fair hands. Her hands were exceptionally beautiful, long and white.

It looked like the most perfect mutton fat jade, and the slender, jade-like fingers were in perfect golden ratio, without the slightest flaw. The jade hands shimmered with a light that was dazzling.

These were the same jade-like hands that had once played the zither for him. Countless familiar memories kept surfacing in Lin Dong's mind, leaving him stunned on the spot for a moment.

Looking at his dazed expression, Ying Huanhuan across from him flashed a hint of doubt in her beautiful eyes, but her tone remained sharp:

"Although the Great Desolation Scripture is powerful, those who have successfully comprehended it are all renowned figures in the Daoist sect. But do you know how many people have successfully comprehended it since the founding of the Daoist sect?"

"Don't say I look down on you. It's just that your ambition is too great. If you can successfully comprehend the 'Great Desolation Scripture,' I'll do anything for you. However, if you can't comprehend it, I'm afraid many disciples of the Heavenly Palace will come to you, their junior brother, for sparring and exchange."

"Welcome!"

Lin Dong listened to her somewhat willful words, but his eyes softened, which made the little sable beside him a little stunned.

When did this guy become so agreeable? Even if the other person was a woman, he wouldn't be like this...

Wei Sen, standing to the side, was clearly surprised by Lin Dong's statement and looked at Lin Dong with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

Lin Dong's calm and composed demeanor certainly makes him a promising talent, but the Great Desolation Scripture cannot be tamed simply by talking about it...

He quickly wiped away the complex expression in his eyes, looked at Lin Dong, and smiled softly:

"Since you, little fellow, are aiming for the Great Desolation Scripture, then this Palace Master will not force you any further. If you can truly achieve your goal, it will be a great joy for the entire Dao Sect. However, I still have to remind you that some things cannot be accomplished by mere willpower."

Lin Dong clasped his hands in a nonchalant manner after hearing this, saying, "Thank you for the reminder, Vice Hall Master."

Seeing that he didn't seem flustered, Wei Sen's eyes flashed, and he looked at everyone before speaking again:

"Who else wants to choose the Desolate Palace?"

Without uttering a single word, Xiao Diao and Xiao Yan stood directly beside Lin Dong, while Liu Bai, Mo Ling, and their group followed after a slight hesitation.

Their thinking was simple: since they had already come to Dao Sect with Lin Dong, they might as well stick with him to the end.

Moreover, given their talent, even if they managed to join the Heavenly Palace, they probably wouldn't be much better than the Desolate Palace. They might as well just follow Lin Dong and hang out in the Desolate Palace.

Of course, most people didn't act rashly. They had no connection with Lin Dong and wouldn't go to the worst desolate palace just because he chose to go there.

Seeing this, Wei Sen waved his sleeve, and some light flashed out, selecting some of the most talented people from the group.

Then, the deputy hall master of the Earth Hall and the Hong Hall also took action, dividing up all the remaining talented individuals, leaving behind only those with relatively weaker talents.

"Now that the disciples have made their selections, we will take our leave."

After the disciples were selected, Wei Sen did not intend to stay any longer. He clasped his hands in a fist salute to Wu Dao, then gave Lin Dong a deep look. With a flick of his sleeve, his Yuan Power surged and transformed into a whirlwind, sweeping away the selected disciples.

"Hey, kid Lin Dong, remember what you said. I'm waiting for you to open my eyes. But before that, you'd better get the qualifications to comprehend the Great Desolation Scripture first."

The girl in red seemed a little annoyed that Lin Dong had just choked her, so she waved her hand at Lin Dong with a gloating expression, and then quickly followed after him.

After they left, the deputy hall master of the Earth Hall and the Hong Hall also led his men away, leaving the platform much emptier.

(End of this chapter)