# **Chapter 21 — The Hidden World Beneath China**
The spiritual veins of the Huaxia land had long been whispering of something ancient—
a world buried beneath the mortal dust, untouched by time.
When Yang Lin arrived at the edge of Mount Kunlun, the air trembled, and his senses sharpened unnaturally. Reality felt like a thin veil, ready to be torn apart at any moment.
A pulse answered his arrival.
Suddenly, a dazzling ancient sigil bloomed across the sky—
**"Eternal Myriad Seal."**
The ultimate barrier concealing the **Inner World**.
With a single calm breath, the power within his body resonated.
Cracks spread across the seal. Mountains roared. Clouds collapsed into torrents of light.
An ancient gate slowly opened, and the boy stepped through—unaware that he had just awakened an immortal paradise that had slept for millions of years.
Before him floated mountains, crystalline lakes, and spiritual energy so dense it condensed into luminous mist.
This was the **Inner World**—the hidden sanctuary of ancient immortal sects, divine beasts, and primordial clans.
He murmured softly,
"So this is it… the place where true cultivators hide."
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# **Chapter 22 — The Paradise of the Hidden Sects**
The deeper he ventured, the more magnificent the world became—floating palaces eternally bathed in dawn, rivers of starlight flowing through the skies.
Each mountain housed a sect.
Each flower carried spiritual essence.
And at the pinnacle of heaven and earth stood the most powerful existence of all—
**Starry Night Palace**.
It was said that its disciples were favored by the stars themselves.
Its domain shimmered beneath eternal moonlight, guarded by a divine maiden capable of suppressing the heavens.
As Yang Lin approached the palace gates, disciples turned back in hushed whispers:
> "A stranger? No recommendation? He dares come alone?"
He smiled faintly. "I'm not here to ask permission. I'm here because I belong."
The guards attempted to test him.
With a light flick of his finger—the grand formation shattered like glass.
The entire Starry Night Palace trembled. Elders descended instantly.
One elder whispered in shock,
"A ten-year-old child… how could he possess such power?"
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# **Chapter 23 — The Trial of the Stars**
The Sect Master descended, draped in moonlight—her aura gentle, yet enough to make the stars submit.
"You shattered the sect's protective formation," she said calmly.
"Prove that you are worthy of our stars."
The Star Trial began.
An illusionary realm unfolded—countless stars revolving around Yang Lin, each representing a trial.
He battled beasts of light, crushed the will of heaven with sheer intent, and burned through illusions with heart-flame.
Hours passed. The trial dissolved into dust.
The Sect Master's voice echoed through the heavens:
"His aura… does not belong to this world. He comes from an Unknown Celestial Domain."
That day, the youngest core disciple in Starry Night Palace's history was born.
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# **Chapter 24 — The Moonlight Saintess**
Under the moonlit silver flower sea, he saw her for the first time.
She stood by a pool reflecting the galaxy—serene, mysterious, untouchable.
Her white robes seemed woven from moonlight itself, her eyes holding both gentleness and piercing clarity.
The moment she turned, the world froze.
> "You broke a seal even gods fear to touch. Who are you?"
Yang Lin smiled.
> "Someone who doesn't understand what limits are."
In that instant, even the stars seemed to bow.
She was the **Moonlight Saintess**—direct-blood successor of the palace founder, the strongest core disciple of Starry Night Palace—
and destined to become his first Dao companion.
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# **Chapter 25 — Starry Night Palace**
Weeks passed. The palace's trials never ceased.
Yet each time, Yang Lin surpassed everyone with unimaginable speed.
The Moonlight Saintess often watched from afar. Her pride never faded—but her curiosity deepened.
Rumors spread through the sect:
> "He defeated Senior Brother Lu in a single move!"
> "The Star Lotus Art—he mastered it in one day?!"
Each night, Yang Lin cultivated alone at the edge of the heavens.
Sometimes, she would silently appear.
"Why do you never rest?" she asked softly.
"Because when the heart sleeps," he replied, "dreams die."
From that night on, she truly trusted him.
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# **Chapter 26 — The Moonlight Saintess**
Under moonlight, Starry Night Palace lay in absolute stillness. Jade towers reflected rippling starlight.
She stood there—a fifteen-year-old girl, yet like an immortal descended from the heavens.
Yang Lin watched from afar, his aura sealed by a token.
Yet she still sensed him.
"You are not of this world," she said softly.
He only smiled, offering no explanation.
The breeze carried floral fragrance. The night softened because of her presence.
In that silent moment, threads of fate quietly bound the two together.
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# **Chapter 27 — The Hidden Power**
Day after day, trials continued.
Yang Lin entered the Star Radiance Tower, where Dao comprehension was tested.
He sat cross-legged at the formation's center, his soul like a slumbering azure dragon.
The elders shook their heads. "He's too young."
Then—nine star stones ignited simultaneously.
Faces drained of color. Even the Saintess froze.
"This… only the founding ancestor ever achieved this…"
Yang Lin stood calmly. "I merely followed my heart."
They did not know—this child had once shattered the heavens themselves.
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# **Chapter 28 — Suspicion Within the Sect**
Rumors spread like wildfire through Starry Night Palace.
Elders gathered in Moonlight Pavilion to argue:
"His origins are unclear!"
"He can break even outer seals—he's too dangerous!"
"If not controlled, he could destroy the sect!"
The Saintess responded coldly, "His heart is clear as water, untouched by greed."
But her defense only deepened their suspicion.
Meanwhile, Yang Lin cultivated alone at Falling Star Cliff—unaware that countless powerful forces had already fixed their gaze upon him.
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# **Chapter 29 — The Forbidden Forest**
He entered the forbidden land—**Soul-Whisper Forest**.
Ghostly lights drifted between ancient trees. The wind carried murmurs of the dead.
At its deepest point, he found a tombstone carved with ancient runes.
A weak yet majestic voice echoed:
"Within you flows the blood of the **Unknown Celestial Domain**."
Yang Lin's pupils contracted. "Who are you?"
"One who once defied heaven… and you are my successor."
That night, his aura silently tore through the entire mountain range.
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# **Chapter 30 — First Kill Within the Palace**
Several jealous core disciples ambushed him near the Moon Platform.
By dawn, they had vanished completely.
Whispers spread on the wind:
"The newcomer killed them."
Yet no one dared accuse him openly.
Only the Moonlight Saintess looked into his eyes—and saw the pain he restrained.
"You hate killing."
"I do," Yang Lin said softly. "But I hate injustice more."
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# **Chapter 31 — The Three Divine Masters**
The Palace Master herself descended—an existence whose presence bent the stars.
She studied Yang Lin closely.
"Your soul form is extremely rare—a **Heaven-Breaker**."
She arranged three masters for him:
* **Silver Comet Sword Saint**
* **Mist Valley Spirit Alchemist**
* **The Moonlight Saintess herself**
From that moment on, Yang Lin's power surged like a raging storm.
Yet his gaze often drifted toward the sky beyond the seals—
as if that was where the vast world truly meant for him awaited.