Chapter 73: Gathering of Young Powerhouses, High-Grade Puppet!
The Tianyan Mountain Range sat on the borders between Yan City and two neighboring cities.
It spanned nearly half the territory of Tiandu Province—calling it the largest mountain range in the province would not be an exaggeration.
Lin Fan, together with Lin Dong and their two Fire Python Tigers, made their way toward the location of the ancient tomb. In less than a day, they had entered the Tianyan Mountain Range.
Along the way, Lin Fan noticed how the usually quiet mountains had become incredibly lively ever since the news of the ancient tomb spread.
Countless figures darted to and fro—clearly, many had come in pursuit of the tomb's secrets.
What Lin Fan didn't expect was that he'd run into Xia Wanjin, Xuan Su, and others from the Ten Thousand Gold Chamber—who were being ambushed.
Their assailants were none other than Song Dao of the Blade Slayer Gang and the two leaders of Black Python Mountain.
With three Yuan Dan Great Perfection experts attacking them, the Ten Thousand Gold Chamber was on the brink of destruction.
Thankfully, Lin Fan and Lin Dong arrived just in time. With the added force of Huo'er and Xiao Yan, they easily wiped out the Blade Slayer Gang and the core of Black Python Mountain.
All three Yuan Dan Great Perfection enemies were annihilated—not even a corpse was left behind.
After escaping death, Xia Wanjin quickly offered his thanks.
"Lin Fan, Lin Dong—thank you both. If not for you, my Ten Thousand Gold Chamber would have been doomed."
Lin Fan smiled. "The Chamber has helped the Lin family many times. While we're not formally allied, we are neighbors. Since we encountered this, of course we wouldn't just stand by."
Xuan Su gave a wry smile. "We originally came to the tomb hoping for some gains. Now it looks like we'll have to head back."
Lin Fan nodded. "That may be for the best. The four great clans might send experts at the Creation Realm – Tier Three. Given your injuries, entering the tomb would be dangerous."
"Creation Tier Three?!"
Xia Wanjin and Xuan Su turned pale.
Xuan Su warned, "Be careful, Brother Lin Fan. Even if you don't get the seventh-grade herb this time, there will be other chances."
"We will," Lin Fan nodded. "Also, though I doubt anyone will dare touch the Lin family now, I'd still appreciate it if you keep an eye on things in our absence."
Xia Wanjin said seriously, "Don't worry. From now on, anything that concerns the Lin family concerns my Ten Thousand Gold Chamber as well."
"Thank you. We'll be going now." Lin Fan smiled and bid them farewell.
Lin Dong also offered his thanks, and the two continued on their way.
Watching them leave, both Xia Wanjin and Xuan Su were left in quiet awe.
"…Let's head back!" Xia Wanjin finally said, waving his hand.
And so, the entire group turned back toward Yan City.
After parting ways, Lin Fan and Lin Dong traveled for nearly two more days before finally arriving at the ancient tomb.
It was located atop a mountain peak—not sharp and jagged, but covered in lush greenery that surrounded the ancient tomb like a natural wall.
At the base of the mountain, numerous tents had been set up in dense clusters.
Clearly, these people had all come for the tomb.
Within those tents, Lin Fan and Lin Dong spotted the camp of the main Lin clan.
But neither of them had any intention of going over to greet them.
As they were observing the surroundings, a loud sonic boom echoed from the distant skies.
The very Yuan Power of heaven and earth began to stir!
The two looked toward the north, where a streak of crimson light blazed across the sky like a falling meteor.
A sharp, piercing eagle cry followed.
Amidst the shocked gazes of the crowd, the red light raced through the air, revealing itself to be a majestic crimson eagle!
Its massive wings flapped, thundering like a storm, as it hovered high above the camp.
Standing upon its back was a young man in green robes, with a strikingly handsome and confident appearance.
"Brother Lin Langtian has arrived!"
From the Lin clan camp, cheers erupted. The younger generation gazed up at the eagle's rider with reverence.
But it wasn't just the Lin clan reacting—many others in the area recognized the youth and began murmuring in excitement.
Lin Fan and Lin Dong, with their strong spiritual perception, quickly picked up the chatter and identified him.
"So that's Lin Langtian…"
Lin Dong's eyes fixed on the man standing proudly atop the eagle. His expression was conflicted.
Then his gaze shifted—
"That eagle…"
His pupils shrank slightly.
Lin Fan explained calmly, "That's no real beast. Lin Langtian condensed it from Yuan Power—it even has some real eagle-like presence. Looks like he's reached the Qi Creation Realm."
"Qi Creation Realm…"
Lin Dong's fists clenched tightly.
The gap in strength between them was still large.
Lin Fan patted him on the shoulder.
"Until you surpass him, bury your emotions."
[Ding! You touched Lin Dong and obtained: One High-Grade Puppet!]
A High-Grade Puppet!
Lin Fan was overjoyed at the system's latest reward.
A puppet of this grade could rival a Creation Realm expert!
While it consumed tens of thousands of Pure Yuan Pills per use, that was no problem for Lin Fan.
With this puppet, the ancient tomb expedition would be even safer.
But Lin Fan kept his excitement hidden.
"Mm." Lin Dong took a deep breath and nodded, forcing himself to calm down.
After Lin Langtian, Wang Yan from the Wang Clan arrived, stepping on a golden spear.
While not as strong as Lin Langtian, he had reached the Form Creation Realm.
That golden spear was also a high-grade spiritual treasure, adding considerable power to his attacks.
After him came Qin Shi of the Qin family.
Like Wang Yan, Qin Shi had also reached the Form Creation Realm and was riding a Form Realm Wind Luan.
Wang Yan and Qin Shi exchanged a few barbed comments before turning to Lin Langtian.
"When are we breaking the seal?"
Of all those present, Lin Langtian was clearly the strongest among the younger generation.
Even Wang Yan and Qin Shi didn't dare act disrespectfully toward him.
"No rush," Lin Langtian said calmly, smiling faintly. "We're still waiting on one more person."
"Who? Didn't the Huangpu Clan say they weren't coming?" Wang Yan and Qin Shi were confused.
"They're not," Lin Langtian replied. "But they've sent someone even stronger in their place."
Both were intrigued. Within the Great Yan Dynasty, few among the younger generation could earn such praise from Lin Langtian.
"Hehe, Brother Langtian, you're exaggerating a bit."
A graceful, melodic voice rang out, echoing across the mountain.
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