Chapter Eighty Fame

  Human world, Taiyi teaching, Taishi Mountain.

  The divine mountain stands tall, with a radiant aura, the divine spring flies down in a waterfall, and rare medicinal herbs grow here, making it a famous divine mountain in the mortal world.

  At this moment, Taiyi Sect Master Xu Zhongyi's face was somewhat worried as he looked at the Taiyi Jin below him, "Qingcheng still doesn't want to see you."

  Taiyi's face turned ugly, clenching his fists, "Headmaster. Something must have happened between Qingshen and Lin Huang in the Godfall battlefield. I must see her and get to the bottom of this."

  "The lady doesn't want to see you. You can go back." Xu Zhong said with a wave of his hand.

  "Hands off! She is my fiancée!" Tai Yi stood up straight, not giving an inch.

  "She is also my daughter!" Xu Zhong snorted, "Instead of worrying about her, you'd better think carefully about how to break the shadow that Lin Huang has brought upon you! If you can't become a saint, don't even think about marrying Jing Cheng to me."

  Taiyi clenched his fists, thinking of Lin Huang, and suddenly felt a little powerless. He smiled bitterly and nodded slightly at Xu Zhong, knowing that what Xu Zhong said was right. Lin Huang had already made a name for himself in the divine stele, and he was still here indulging in romantic feelings, which indeed disappointed Xu Zhong somewhat.

  "Take care of things here, I'm leaving everything in your hands. I'll return to the Divine Realm and go into seclusion; without a major breakthrough, I won't come out."

  After finishing speaking, Taiyi turned around and left.

  Watching Taiyi Jin leave, Xu Zhong let out a sigh and weakly waved his hand, "Come out."

  Xu Qingcheng wore a red cheongsam, stunningly beautiful, but her expression was somewhat icy.

  Seeing Xu Qingcheng, Xu Zhongyi was extremely heartbroken. "How dare you?! How can you be so bold?! You're ruining your own future! You, you, you're going to drive me mad!"

  Xu Qingcheng's face was expressionless, his complexion cold and indifferent. Upon closer inspection, his eyes were icy silver white, almost identical to Lin Huang's. "Father, if there are no other reprimands, I will return to my seclusion."

  Xu Zhongyi was both heartbroken and furious, "I shouldn't have let you see the Divine Seed Method in the first place. I knew your ambition is as high as the sky, and you've always wanted to surpass me as your father, but I never thought you'd do something like this."

  "Mutually as furnace and cauldron. Haha, with your cultivation, what qualifications do you have to be mutually as furnace and cauldron with Lin Huang? You're just making a wedding dress for Lin Huang."

  The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Xu Zhong's eyes suddenly turned cold, "Forget it. Forget it. If I don't take action myself, you'll ruin Lin Huang's life."

  Xu Qingcheng's icy silver-white gaze flickered with a hint of turmoil, and he soon let out a muffled groan, spitting out a mouthful of blood. He knelt before Xu Zhong, "Father, this is my choice, my path. Even if I have to kneel, I will walk it myself."

  "You!" Xu Zhong angrily shouted, slapping his palm down, and a surge of divine power helped Xu Qingcheng suppress the demonic energy. "You must go into closed-door cultivation immediately. If you don't become a saint, you're not allowed to come out."

  Watching Xun Qingcheng leave with a expressionless face, Xun Zhongyi felt somewhat disheartened. The method of cultivating the divine seemed ingenious, but it had many drawbacks. If the difference in cultivation was too great, one would be like Xun Qingcheng, constantly suffering from emotional backlash, sinking deeper and deeper. But if he were to take action and kill Lin Huang, although it would allow Xun Qingcheng to obtain an unparalleled opportunity, swallowing all of Lin Huang's divine essence, there would be a price to pay.

  To completely get rid of the emotional entanglement, Xu Qingcheng must kill the person who killed Lin Huang, no matter what heaven or earth, until death.

  This is fate, and also a calamity.

  "It seems that someone has to kill Lin Huang after all." Xu Zhong calmed down and thought to himself, unless Xu Qingcheng's cultivation had a huge breakthrough, at least passing the heavenly tribulation, he would be able to truly suppress his emotions. If so, then this was also a great opportunity, but if not, for Xu Qingcheng it would be a torture, a calamity.

  Xu Zhongyi absolutely did not allow Xu Qingcheng to be trapped by romantic feelings and become one of the common people.

  "On the divine stele, 9527. Hmph, Lin Huang, I admit that I underestimated you, rising from humble beginnings and achieving unprecedented feats in battle. But you should not have, must not have, taken my daughter as a sacrificial vessel! Therefore, you must die!"

  Xu Zhongyi sneered and began to think of ways to kill Lin Huang. He couldn't take action himself, nor could he borrow a knife from the saints in the mortal realm. After some thought, his gaze turned towards other worlds.

  For three consecutive days, the entire Myriad Realms were shocked by Lin Huang's name.

  At the age of twenty-five, Lin Huang had already become unprecedented. At twenty-six, he entered the Divine Altar, although his ranking was lagging behind, but no one dared to ignore Lin Huang anymore, including the great saints on the Divine Altar who began to collect information about him.

  Being able to enter the Divine Monument of the Lord is equivalent to stomping one's foot and shaking the entire multiverse.

  Many holy ranks in the myriad heavens and realms are gathering information about Lin Huang. If it were any other saint from another realm who had entered the Godly Monument, Xu Zhong and others would definitely not leak the news, but instead try to protect it.

  But Lin Huang was not only targeted by Zhongnan Sword Saint and Hong Tian, but also by Xu Zhongyi, who had previously looked up to him, due to the matter of Xu Qingcheng.

  So under almost tacit consent, Lin Huang's detailed information was placed in front of every Saint in the Ten Thousand Realms.

  A brief 26 years, a simple experience that's hard to believe, shocked the Ten Thousand Realms while also stirring up undercurrents and raising many doubts.

  "Is that all? No heritage? No extraordinary encounters? Just a smooth and uneventful journey, and you think you can become the master of the Divine Monument? It's ridiculous, it's humiliating!"

  There are saints who disdainfully look down on others, having spent thousands of years cultivating and enduring all sorts of hardships and difficulties, only to be surpassed by a junior who doesn't even have control over their own life.

  "Maybe he used some kind of trick. Anyway, I don't believe he has the power to enter the Divine Monument."

  "If I were to meet him, I would certainly ask for his guidance. Ask this young whippersnapper what is the Tao!"

  "It's utterly absurd!"

  "It's hard to live up to a great reputation, it's understandable that young people want to make a name for themselves, but doing so is like a tree standing out in the forest, I have to go and stir up some wind to see what kind of skills he really has."

  Many saints looked at Lin Huang's data and burst out laughing, with a look of disdain on their faces.

  Although I know that the divine stele does not deceive, after thousands of years of bitter cultivation, I am still inferior to a young child, this kind of huge shame is something even a saint cannot tolerate.

  "When there is no hero, let the mediocre ones become famous!"

  Someone let out a deep sigh. If no one knew where Lin Huang was right now, they would have loved to jump out and challenge him immediately, letting Lin Huang know what it truly means to be a saint!

  "Never mind. Never mind. The mountains and rivers will meet, he climbs high, naturally there will be a day to meet. When the time comes, let him know that being invincible among peers does not mean being able to enter the divine monument."

  Someone sneered, a great saint, failed to dominate the divine monument, but was renowned throughout the world.

  There are also more radical people who want to use Lin Huang's name to make a name for themselves and are inquiring about his whereabouts everywhere.

  Finally able to enter the main shrine, an existence with a name on the list, which one is not a reputation earned through hard work. Since ancient times, fame and profit have moved people's hearts, even saints cannot escape worldly desires.

  After all, the Divine Stele represents not only glory, but also a chance at divinity.

  Can't enter the main shrine, it's as if I don't even dare believe myself that I have a chance to become a god.

  To be able to achieve the holy position and reach this step, it is all because of the heart like iron, firmly believing that my way is unique. Wanting to find a thread of becoming a god in this chaotic world where hundreds of boats are competing, in this era of great contention. Otherwise, there wouldn't be a war of the ten thousand realms every ten thousand years, fighting not only for ranking but also for the opportunity to become a god.

  Lin Huang appeared out of nowhere, without any impressive achievements, yet he became the master of the Divine Tablet. For a time, in the eyes of many saints, he became the target of public criticism, and they all wanted to fight him to clear their own names.