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第两千四百三十八章 见面不如闻名

"Senior Brother, you flatter me," Lin Xuan waved his hand and did not take credit for the matter.

After a few more words, he bid farewell and returned to the pavilion.

The exterior of this building was small yet exquisite, but inside it was vast and spacious, with its restrictions being quite impressive as well. Once activated, unless one was an old monster from the Tribulation Period, no other existence could pry into what transpired within.

Lin Xuan arrived in his bedroom and lay down on the bed, falling asleep soundly.

The Dragon-named youth had spoken correctly; there were only a few days left until the duel. Resting and accumulating strength was now top priority.

After all, the outcome of this battle could not be taken lightly. Although Lin Xuan's abilities far surpassed those of his peers, he couldn't say with certainty that he would definitely triumph over the Old Monster from Heaven’s End.

However, for Lin Xuan, even if he lost, it wouldn’t matter much. With Senior Immortal Qingling’s promise, no matter how this battle turned out, he could be assured of safety and security.

Of course, if that were to happen, the Cloud Concealing Sect would face significant trouble, turning the promised treasure materials into mere fantasies. These two points were things Lin Xuan did not wish to see; therefore, as long as there was a chance, he still aimed for victory. He needed to rest well now so that he could be ready when the moment came.

Another two days passed quickly.

As the sun rose early in the morning, the Dragon-named youth arrived at the pavilion where Lin Xuan resided.

He looked at the building enveloped by a pale blue light, took a deep breath, and calmed his nerves. Today was the decisive moment for the fate of the Cloud Concealing Sect; he hoped that his junior brother could turn things around.

With a wave of his sleeve, a flash of fire shot out from his sleeve.

It was a sound transmission talisman!

Soon, the light dissipated, and Lin Xuan emerged from the building.

"Junior Brother, how have you been resting these few days?" The Dragon-named youth stepped forward two steps with some urgency in his voice.

As a Spirit Formation Realm powerhouse, he should remain calm even if Mount Tai were to fall before him. However, at this moment, he could not maintain composure; his anxiety was evident. After all, the fate of tens of thousands of disciples within the sect and the continuation of the sect hung in the balance.

"Fine."

Lin Xuan wore a faint smile on his face. After several days of adjustment, his spirit energy, physical strength, and magical power had all reached their peak.

"Since you’ve rested well, let’s go then," he said nonchalantly.

The Dragon-named youth called for an animal-drawn carriage and headed towards the central building in the city.

Soon they arrived at a massive temple floating mid-air. The structure was imposing with faint spiritual light emanating from its surface.

"This Law Emperor Pavilion is where the duel takes place," the Dragon-named youth, who knew his way around, said. This duel was of great importance, and he had gathered all the necessary information.

"Hmm."

Lin Xuan nodded indifferently as they flew up together.

From a close distance, the building appeared even more imposing, almost built for giants. It had three levels, each towering at over a hundred feet high. Even standing there as a cultivator, one felt a sense of grandeur and an inexplicable pressure.

They did not linger on the first floor but directly used the teleportation array to reach the topmost level.

As the light from the array dispersed, Lin Xuan discovered two cultivators waiting outside.

One was a balding old monk in a large red robe, towering in height. The other was a scholar dressed in a robe, his face still young, but upon closer inspection, fine lines around his eyes revealed his age.

"Venerable Jingkong and Daoist Lu, why have you come personally?"

Seeing their faces clearly, the Dragon-named youth was startled and quickly bowed to them. His demeanor seemed extremely respectful.

"Haha, your esteemed sect’s Daoist Lin has challenged the Old Monster from Heaven’s End; we two are curious about this. We don’t know when a powerful cultivator like you emerged in your sect. So, we volunteered as judges. I hope you won’t mind our presence," the old monk said with a gentle smile.

"Venerable, where could you be mistaken? Having two of you as judges is something I would have wished for; how can there be any objection?" The Dragon-named youth’s face lit up in joy. From his tone, it seemed he had some connection to these two individuals.

"This must be Daoist Lin?"

The old monk exchanged pleasantries with him before turning to Lin Xuan, who was the main participant. His expression was filled with surprise. Beside him, Daoist Lu also wore a similar expression.

Both were important figures in Starlight City and usually kept themselves aloof from worldly affairs, often secluding themselves within the city for meditation. However, they had been informed by their junior disciples that there would be an important duel soon, where someone dared to challenge the Old Monster from Heaven’s End.

This surprised them greatly.

They were contemporaries with the Old Monster and had once fought against him in a battle of wits. They knew well that fame was not empty; the title of the top Tribulation Period cultivator was no exaggeration. Who could dare to provoke such an old monster?

Upon further inquiry, they learned that it wasn’t one of their familiar senior elders who challenged the Old Monster but someone else.

Although major sects and families would occasionally recruit high-ranking wandering cultivators for expansion, becoming a senior elder was rare. The Cloud Concealing Sect was not a third-rate faction; while its strength fell far short of Starlight City’s, it still held considerable sway in the Dragon Realm.

For such a sect to attract a senior elder was already remarkable, and a new entry challenging the Old Monster from Heaven’s End was even more... intriguing.

Thus, they came as judges to see if this mysterious cultivator named Lin Xuan had six arms.

However, seeing is believing… or rather, it should be the opposite. Initially, they were quite eager but were deeply disappointed upon meeting him in person.

The other party turned out to be merely a Spirit Formation Realm cultivator at the initial stage.

Wasn’t this a joke? Even a late-stage Spirit Formation Realm cultivator would have no chance against the Old Monster from Heaven’s End; his reputation was earned through battles.

A newly initiated Spirit Formation Realm cultivator, even if not weak in absolute terms, was still far inferior to the Old Monster from Heaven’s End.

"Junior Brother Lin, this is Venerable Jingkong and Daoist Lu Yun. They are among the six senior elders of Starlight City; their reputations you must have heard about," the Dragon-named youth introduced them enthusiastically without noticing their expressions.

"Pleasure to meet."

Lin Xuan returned a bow, his attitude neither arrogant nor humble. The two seniors’ cultivation was indeed formidable, both at late-stage Spirit Formation Realm. This also showed that Starlight City’s strength was not to be underestimated.

"Are you really going to duel the Old Monster from Heaven’s End?" Daoist Lu Yun asked, though his divine sense detected some differences in Lin Xuan compared to other cultivators of similar rank. However, given his low cultivation level, he had no chance of victory.

"Senior Brother Long..."

Venerable Jingkong showed reluctance and tried to dissuade them, but the Dragon-named youth shook his head. If there were any other options, they wouldn’t want Lin Xuan to face the Old Monster from Heaven’s End in a duel; wasn’t this an option?

"Very well, since both of you have made up your minds, let’s go to the arena."

Venerable Jingkong sighed and led the way. Lin Xuan and the others followed him through winding corridors and past various restrictions until they arrived at another teleportation array.

However, the current array was much more complex than before.

Seeing Lin Xuan’s puzzled expression, Venerable Jingkong explained, "Both of you are Spirit Formation Realm cultivators; this duel will be incredibly powerful. A regular place might suffer repercussions. Thus, this arena is set within a sealed spatial rift."

"Ah, I see."

Lin Xuan nodded. Spatial rifts could serve as underground dwellings or secret storage areas, and naturally, they could also function as arenas.

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