Chapter 202: Shocking Presence, A Proposal for Cooperation?
In midair, intertwining beams of light unexpectedly formed into a set of radiant tables and chairs.
Seated casually upon those glowing chairs were several figures, their gazes opening and closing intermittently as they looked down upon the mountain summit below. An indescribably terrifying pressure, faint yet omnipresent, blanketed the entire space.
They were the powerhouses from the super sects!
Seeing those lofty figures above, god-like in their demeanor, many of the geniuses from various dynasties atop the mountain couldn't help but bow slightly in humility.
Everyone here knew well that in the vast Eastern Xuan Region, it was these colossal super sects that were the true overlords!
The foundation and power possessed by the super sects were enough to make even the proudest bend their backs.
The summit of Hundred Dynasties Mountain fell into silence. With the eight figures seated so casually in the sky, the arrogance that had once filled this gathering of elite talents completely vanished.
"So this is the strength of the super sects... Truly terrifying," Lin Dong said, eyes glowing with both fervor and anticipation as he looked at the eight powerful figures in the sky.
"It's decent, I suppose," said Little Marten with a sudden smile beside him.
Lin Fan chuckled lightly. "These aren't even the true elites of the eight super sects."
Hearing that, Lin Dong's expression shifted slightly in surprise.
"Brother Lin Fan, do you see the one seated first on the right? That's a representative from Yuan Gate," Liu Bai suddenly said from behind.
Hearing this, Lin Fan and Lin Dong raised their heads and took a few glances in that direction.
Liu Bai then briefly introduced the remaining seven super sects to Lin Fan and the others.
"He's from Dao Sect…" Lin Dong and Little Marten exchanged a look, clearly startled.
"Brother Lin Dong, do you know that Dao Sect elder?" Liu Bai asked, surprised by their reaction.
"Yeah, I met him once at the Ancient Battlefield," Lin Dong replied softly with a nod.
Liu Bai looked visibly moved and couldn't help but show a bit of envy.
"That old man actually seems decent. Dao Sect might be a good option," muttered Little Marten, stroking his chin.
Lin Fan smiled. "We'll see. If Dao Sect's treatment is lacking, I'm not going."
He knew Dao Sect's Enlightened One would likely have an eye on both him and Lin Dong, so he said this deliberately.
Not that it really mattered—even if the Enlightened One didn't hear him, it made no difference.
"Dao Sect isn't easy to join..." Liu Bai cut in. But the moment the words left his mouth, he remembered just how monstrous Lin Fan was. With a self-deprecating laugh, he added, "Then again, with Brother Lin Fan's talent and performance, Dao Sect would surely take notice."
Lin Fan only smiled, saying nothing more.
Given his strength, the title of champion of the Hundred Dynasties War was practically his already.
Unless the Enlightened One had taken leave of his senses, there was no way Dao Sect would turn him down.
A dazzling sun hovered high above the Hundred Dynasties Mountain, warm rays pouring down like the dawn's first light.
"Everyone, the time has come."
Suddenly, the man from Yuan Gate, seated at the head of the radiant chairs with streaks of gray in his hair, swept a calm gaze over the crowd atop the mountain before turning to the other super sect representatives.
Hearing this, the other seven nodded in agreement.
Seeing this, the Yuan Gate representative slowly rose, hands clasped behind his back. Looking down at the gathered crowd, he said coolly, "I am Liu Tong, a steward of Yuan Gate."
His voice, calm yet powerful, echoed in the ears of everyone present.
"First, congratulations to those of you who made it here. The fact that you stand at this summit already proves your strength and potential. Those of you who possess Heaven-Tier Nirvana Seals have barely met the threshold for being accepted into a super sect."
Upon hearing Liu Tong's words, many in the crowd visibly relaxed, breathing sighs of relief.
A year of bitter cultivation—this was the result they had long desired.
"As for those who entered the Nirvana Golden Ranking, congratulations to you as well. You have earned the qualification to become core disciples of the super sects."
Liu Tong's eyes swept over the emotionally stirred young elites and continued with a calm voice:
"Next, there will be a battle among the Nirvana Golden Ranking's elite. Your final rankings will determine how highly valued you will be within the super sects."
"For the last three consecutive sessions, the top-ranked Nirvana cultivators have all joined my Yuan Gate. Today, each of them is a renowned name across the Eastern Xuan Region."
At that, a trace of pride and satisfaction crept into Liu Tong's tone.
On the glowing chairs, the Enlightened One from Dao Sect and the other six super sect elders frowned slightly at his words.
While Yuan Gate was indeed powerful, Liu Tong's tone was irritatingly arrogant.
"Now, those whose names I call, step forward!"
Liu Tong swiped his hand across the air, causing a glowing scroll to slowly unfurl.
"Tianyuan Dynasty, Super Dynasty, Qin Tian."
"Great Wilderness Dynasty, Super Dynasty, Ji Shan."
"Immortal Dynasty, Super Dynasty, Lan Ying."
...
"Great Yan Dynasty, Low-Rank Dynasty, Lin Fan!"
There was a noticeable pause in Liu Tong's voice before he called Lin Fan's name. His gaze, filled with a hint of curiosity, turned toward Lin Fan.
It was indeed rare for someone from a low-rank dynasty to make it into the Nirvana Golden Ranking.
"Lin Fan… is that the one who killed the three Song demons of the Demon Sky Dynasty?"
Atop the mountain, the crowd erupted into murmurs at the mention of Lin Fan. Countless astonished eyes turned in his direction.
With all eyes on him, Lin Fan remained calm as he lightly landed in the center of the arena.
"Great Yan Dynasty… Lin Dong."
"Great Yan Dynasty… Lin Marten."
"Great Yan Dynasty… Lin Yan."
The three names that followed stirred the already noisy summit into a frenzy. Many were visibly shaken.
It had already been shocking for Lin Fan, a member of a low-rank dynasty, to make it onto the Nirvana Golden Ranking.
Now, three more people had joined him? This was mind-blowing!
"Heh, it's been many years since anyone from a low-rank dynasty entered the Nirvana Golden Ranking, and now there are four at once…"
On one of the light chairs, an old man carrying a sword case smiled as he stroked his beard, his gaze locked onto Lin Fan.
Beside him, the Enlightened One of Dao Sect also smiled, his eyes flickering as he observed Lin Fan.
"Great Qing Dynasty, Mid-Rank Dynasty, Su Rou."
Soon after Lin Fan and the others, Liu Tong called out Su Rou's name.
The elegant woman from the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace lit up upon spotting Su Rou, as if she had just discovered an unpolished gem of immense value.
Su Rou's name having been called, she gracefully leapt forward, landing beside Lin Fan. With a playful flick of her tongue, she stuck it out at him in an adorably mischievous manner.
Lin Fan smiled back at her, offering a bit of encouragement.
"Hey, little one…"
Just then, a hoarse voice suddenly sounded in Lin Fan's ear.
His brow lifted slightly as he looked up toward the Enlightened One's position in Dao Sect.
The Enlightened One gave Lin Fan a sidelong glance. Though his mouth didn't move, a voice still reached Lin Fan's mind. "Little guy, interested in working with me?"
"How would this cooperation work?" Lin Fan silently mouthed back.
"Simple. Do whatever you like—but just make sure the Tianyuan Dynasty doesn't win the championship this year," came the Enlightened One's amused reply.
"No problem… but I have one condition," Lin Fan said after a brief pause, his lips moving again silently.
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