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第两千七百九十四章 万晓仙宫

"Indeed, a big tree attracts much wind. My junior brother Lin, I and my senior sister are well aware of your contributions to the sect. You don't need to be so modest," said the young man with the surname Long with a smile.

At this point, if Lin Xuan continued to refuse, claiming he had done nothing for the sect, it would seem overly pretentious. The saying goes that excess is as bad as deficiency. Thus, he remained silent with a smile.

After listening to them for a moment, Lin Xuan suddenly remembered something: "Right, senior sister, you just mentioned that our sect ranks twelfth among the clans of the Nael Dragon Realm. What's this about?"

Lin Xuan found it somewhat peculiar. The Nael Dragon Realm was vast and had countless sects and clans with varying strengths. Yet there were rankings? This didn't seem too far-fetched.

"Haha, junior brother, you're asking about this ranking. It has a long history. If we trace its origins back to the beginning, it might date back a million years or more. Initially, some idle cultivators would randomly rank themselves for fun. Later on, unknown reasons led powerful factions to take this ranking seriously. Every five hundred years, many disciples would be dispatched to assess the strength of each clan in our realm and provide rankings. Eventually, the Immortal Palace of Wan Xiao took over this responsibility."

"Oh?"

Lin Xuan was quite surprised. He had heard of the Immortal Palace of Wan Xiao; it was one of the major powers in the Nael Dragon Realm alongside the True Apex Sect. Ordinary cultivators could only look up to them. It was said that their recruitment process was extremely strict, and only those with exceptional spiritual roots or special physiologies were considered.

Despite this, the sect remained thriving and formidable enough not to be provoked. He never expected such a refined interest in creating these rankings. However, given the reputation of the Immortal Palace of Wan Xiao, its credibility was quite convincing.

Our sect ranks twelfth?

It wasn't too low, but as it was his first time hearing about this ranking, he had no prior impressions of the various sects' standings. Thus, he asked: "What were the rankings before?"

"Before?"

The young man with the surname Long and the silver-eyed maiden exchanged glances, both showing signs of embarrassment. However, the former spoke up honestly: "Junior brother, you're asking about how long ago. The rankings change every five hundred years. If it was before you joined our sect, we were ranked... over two hundred. That's probably correct, but I can't remember exactly."

The young man with the surname Long blushed. As a cultivator who never forgot what they saw, and given such an important ranking list, he couldn't possibly forget. He just didn't want to say it. The last ranking was 298th—just two spots away from dropping into the three hundreds. Back then, under their guidance, Yun Yin Sect hadn’t declined but also hadn't flourished much; its rank had fluctuated around the three hundred mark for many years.

But with Lin Xuan's arrival, it changed dramatically. Since he ascended to the Spirit Separation Stage and killed the Elder Tiantie, subduing three major sects, our sect’s ranking on the list skyrocketed as if a teleportation spell had been cast.

From 298th, it soared all the way to twelfth place. As fellow disciples, they were naturally proud of this, but now hearing Lin Xuan ask about it made them feel ashamed.

Lin Xuan's joining caused such a drastic change in the rankings.

Compared to their current standing, how useless and incapable did they seem?

Why was there such a significant difference between them as Spirit Separation Stage cultivators?

Of course, he wasn't envious. Lin Xuan had done great things for both of them, and his strength benefited Yun Yin Sect immensely. They were happy about it.

But while they were happy, could they really be so unbothered by the situation?

So, the young man with the surname Long hedged his answer, saying that the ranking was over two hundred but couldn't remember exactly.

Lin Xuan was surprised. How could he forget?

However, as a cultivator who had lived for thousands of years and was well-versed in worldly matters, he understood their expressions all too well.

Thus, he didn’t say anything more.

While it was true that the ranking was over two hundred, it was quite far down.

In fact, this wasn't surprising. Back then, before his arrival, Yun Yin Sect had been one of the five major sects in Tian Shuang Prefecture.

But even so, its strength wasn't prominent among them. The Nael Dragon Realm had ninety-nine prefectures, and all the clans combined made a ranking system. A rank of two hundred plus for Yun Yin Sect was not unusual.

Still, even with his addition, it took over three thousand years to rise so quickly. Lin Xuan found this somewhat strange. While several millennia seemed like an instant in their eyes, it wasn't that long either.

Despite the rapid development of our sect, compared to those super-sects, its foundation was still vastly lacking.

Lin Xuan's thoughts raced as another question surfaced: "Right, what about the True Apex Sect? Where does it rank?"

"True Apex Sect?"

The young man with the surname Long was surprised. He knew this famous major sect well enough, but Lin Xuan hadn't interacted with them directly. The sect seemed to be asking about their own standing.

"The True Apex Sect ranks fifth."

Though puzzled, he still answered truthfully.

"What? Only fifth?"

Lin Xuan was greatly surprised. He had never directly engaged with the True Apex Sect, but back when Elder Tianyuan pursued him, he had benefited from its reputation and met its newly promoted Supreme Elder, Xuan Shu. He admired their strength immensely. With Xuan Shu at that level, it was easy to imagine what the true patriarch of the sect, the Celestial Apex Immortal, must be like.

They said that the Celestial Apex Immortal had advanced through the Tribulation stage and was just one step away from achieving true immortality.

With such an existence, how could a sect with such ancient heritage rank only fifth?

Lin Xuan felt a chill run down his spine.

"Who are the top four then?"

"The first place goes to the Sword Lake Palace."

"Sword Lake Palace?"

A spark of interest flashed in Lin Xuan's eyes. The name sounded familiar; it was the same as one of the clans on Seven Star Island, Cloud Sea.

Of course, they were just namesakes—the former being a minor sect in the mortal realm and the latter a superpower in the Spirit Realm. They couldn't be compared at all.

But that Sword Lake Palace ranked first, yet Lin Xuan had never heard of it—was he too narrow-minded?

Lin Xuan thought to himself with self-deprecating humor.

"Who are the second through fourth places?" Lin Xuan asked curiously. At this moment, his curiosity was quite strong. It wasn't surprising that Lin Xuan hadn’t heard of the Sword Lake Palace; one, they had no connection, and two, the Nael Dragon Realm was vast. Even though the Sword Lake Palace was well-known, its distance prevented it from reaching these remote areas.

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