The Prodigies War

Ninth Uncle was called Nan Leipeng and he was of the elders of the Musang Tribe. He was an alchemy master at the True Saint Stage and was well-respected within the tribe.

In the stone house, Nan Leipeng and Lin Xun were sitting on the ground.

Nan Leipeng was silent for a moment, then turned towards Lin Xun and spoke in a serious tone, “Young Master, Nan Qiu may not know, but I can tell that you are extraordinary. I just hope that you did not come here with ill intent.”

Lin Xun cupped one hand in the other. “I am just lost in a foreign land. I will leave once I recover, and I will definitely not affect anything here.”

Nan Leipeng smiled. “I trust you. Then do you need my help for anything?”

Lin Xun shook his head and tactfully mentioned that he just needed to meditate for a while.

Nan Leipeng said no more and left the stone house to Lin Xun.

Hu—

Lin Xun exhaled and began to meditate.

This was the ancestral land of the Musang Tribe. It was filled with rich aeth qi and abundant divine powers. Although it could not be compared to some rare blessed lands in the world, Lin Xun was already very satisfied to find this place to recuperate.

For the next few days, Lin Xun stayed inside and seemed to behave well, which made Nan Leipeng, who had been secretly keeping an eye on him, feel a lot more at ease.

When a stranger of unknown background suddenly appeared in their tribe, it was hard to not be suspicious and wary.

Lin Xun was also aware of this, so he did not take it to heart. All his focus was on recovering his cultivation.

But what he felt a little frustrated about was that it would take him at least three months to recover if he was only absorbing the aeth qi between heaven and earth!

Most importantly, he was in the Musang Tribe so he did not dare to take in the aeth qi without restraint.

Otherwise, he could swallow up all the aeth qi in the valley and cause a huge disturbance as well as unnecessary misunderstandings.

“I’m still lacking divine herbs and aeth essence...”

One day, Lin Xun woke up from meditation, looking a little gloomy.

Five days had passed, but his strength had only been restored to less than one thousandth of its peak state!

This was because after he went through the transformation of Adversity to Prosperity, his foundation and cultivation again became twice as strong as before, and the power he could hold also increased to a terrifying level, far beyond the levels of his peers.

Now, only relying on absorbing and refining the aeth qi between heaven and earth to recover fully would take quite a while.

After a thought, Lin Xun got up and went outside.

The morning breeze blew softly, the weather was perfect, and the air was filled with an invigorating aroma of plants and trees. In the distant training ground, many cultivators of the Musang Tribe had gathered, shouting and roaring.

Lin Xun strode forward, feeling the aura of this world.

Unlike the Ancient Wasteland Domain and Kunlun Dominion, the laws of heaven and earth in the Tianqu World were unusually strong and stable.

Surrounded in it, Lin Xun faintly felt a kind of suppression and an inexplicable aura of law power bearing down on him.

He knew very well that the stronger the law power in the world, the stronger the power they could tolerate, and the more beneficial it would be to cultivation.

On the contrary, weaker law power hindered one’s cultivation and made it impossible for them to seek higher cultivation stages.

“No wonder all the Emperors leave for the Ancient Nebula Road. Only such a place can bear their powers and meet their cultivation needs...” Lin Xun murmured ruminatively.

“Look, that guy is the man that Sister Nan Qiu carried back after hunting.”

Bursts of laughter and giggles came from the distance.

Some young boys and girls stared curiously at Lin Xun.

“He’s quite handsome, and his skin is very fair. So Nan Qiu likes that kind of man.” A girl covered her mouth and giggled.

Lin Xun felt helpless. He did not need to guess to know that the news that Nan Qiu carried him back must have already spread throughout the Musang Tribe in the past few days.

At this thought, he did not know whether he should laugh or cry. He was a supreme Big Saint who had undergone the Saint Path Ritual!

But he had been carried by a woman…

Suddenly, a yell resounded, “Nan Qiu would not like a pretty boy like him!”

Followed by a dignified young man storming over and shooting a glare at Lin Xun. “I warn you, don’t even think about Nan Qiu!”

Lin Xun looked blankly at him. “You are—?”

The dignified young man said with an overcast face, “You don’t need to care who I am. Just remember that Nan Qiu is already engaged to Mu Xiuyuan, a disciple of the Tianxing Sword Sect. One day, they will leave to train in the Great Heaven Balance World together!”

Lin Xun laughed to himself. “Alright.”

His nonchalant attitude irritated the dignified young man even more. “Then do you know that Mu Xiuyuan is the number one true disciple of the Tianxing Sword Sect and the strongest supreme King Stage expert in the Tianqu World. He is a rare cultivation genius!”

Lin Xun smiled helplessly. Who am I? How come I, a supreme Big Saint, can’t compare to a supreme King?

Of course, ignorance was not a crime, so Lin Xun would not take offense.

“I understand, you are doing this for Miss Nan Qiu’s own good.” Lin Xun nodded.

The young man’s expression eased a little, and he snorted coldly, “I’m glad you understand. If I find out that you still have feelings for Nan Qiu, then I will have to take action!”

With that, he turned around and left.

Watching him leave, Lin Xun shook his head.

Only then did he realize that the cultivation power in Tianqu World was not as strong as he had imagined.

The Tianxing Sword Sect was one of the leading sects, but its strongest disciple was only at the Supreme King Stage. Based on that, their foundation should not be that strong and at most around the same level as the Omega Sword Sect in the Ancient Wasteland Domain.

“It makes sense, Tianqu World is just a remote world in the Ancient Nebula Road...”

Lin Xun pondered as he moved forward.

“Hey!”

Nan Qiu quickly ran towards Lin Xun from a distance, her short silver hair swaying in the wind. Her eyes were big and bright and her tanned skin glowed under the morning light. She exuded a wild beauty from head to toe.

“Did Nan Dong speak to you?” Nan Qiu asked directly, her beautiful brows furrowed together in anger.

“Yes.” Lin Xun was taken aback for a moment before he realized who Nan Dong was.

“That brat, I’m going to deal with him right now!”

Lin Xun quickly stopped her. “He did that for your own good.”

Nan Qiu spat out, “Bullshit! That kid admires Mu Xiuyuan, but I have no interest in Mu Xiuyuan.”

“But aren’t you two engaged?”

Nan Qiu rubbed the tip of her delicate eyebrows and sighed in a gloomy voice, “The marriage was arranged when we were kids, but I have never seen him in my life. How can we just get married like that?”

Lin Xun understood right away. “So you don’t want this marriage?”

“No, but…”

Nan Qiu was very conflicted. “I just haven’t met him before, so I don’t know him and if I just... well, you understand, right?”

Lin Xun nodded reassuringly. “Don’t worry, take it slow. From what Nan Dong said, Mu Xiuyuan is a cultivation genius and a renowned figure in Tianqu World.”

Nan Qiu gave a nod, but then the next moment she glared fiercely at Lin Xun. “Who asked you to comfort me? Little brother, is your body not weak anymore?”

She couldn’t keep a straight face. Her smile was beautiful with red lips and pearly white teeth.

Before Lin Xun responded, Nan Qiu waved her hand and said, “Little weak brother, I’m going now. I’ll talk to you later.”

Weak body?

Or weak kidneys?

The corners of Lin Xun’s lips twitched. I have cultivated the five viscera spirits and formed the dao kidney palace. How would I have weak kidneys?

Moreover, my body is not weak anymore…

Next time we meet, I must correct that girl!

“Young Master, Nan Dong is right. Every member of our Musang Tribe hopes that Nan Qiu can marry Mu Xiuyuan without any trouble and does not want to see any accidents happen.”

Ninth Uncle Nan Leipeng came over from a distance, looking in the direction where Nan Qiu left with a hopeful expression.

Then, he turned to look at Lin Xun. “In the past hundred years, our Musang Tribe has been showing signs of decline. Our influence among the four major sects and thirteen tribes in the Tianqu World is also not as great as before.”

An imperceptible frown creased Lin Xun’s brows. “Does that mean you view the marriage between Nan Qiu and Mu Xiuyuan as a means to revive the power of your tribe?”

Nan Leipeng let out a sigh. “Who would do this if they had another choice? For a tribe to stand for eternity, they often have to resort to making choices against their wills.”

Immediately, he smiled again with a look of relief and delight. “Fortunately, we did not make the wrong choice for Nan Qiu. She and Mu Xiuyuan are a match made in heaven. Countless women in the Tianqu World can only dream of marrying Mu Xiuyuan.”

Lin Xun said indifferently, “That depends on whether Nan Qiu is willing or not.”

As an outsider, it was not appropriate for him to interfere in the tribe’s affair, but Nan Qiu had saved him before, so he felt it was necessary for him to say something.

Nan Leipeng did not refute. “Young Master is right. Next month, the Battle of Tianqu Kings will kick off. All young elite King Stage experts from the four major sects and thirteen tribes will participate in it.”

After a pause, he continued, “When that happens, Nan Qiu can meet Mu Xiuyuan. I believe she will definitely like him. I have met him before, and he is indeed a dashing and powerful young man with an incredible background and talent. He can be called a dragon among men...”

He was generous with his praise, and his voice was filled with admiration.

Lin Xun felt a little bored so after chatting for a while, so he bid goodbye and left.

“Young Master, are you leaving the valley?” asked Nan Leipeng.

“Yes, just going for a walk to take my mind off things.”

“Do you want someone to go with you?”

“No need.”

As Nan Leipeng watched Lin Xun’s figure gradually disappear into the distance, a meaningful smile curved his lips. My words have made the young man give up, right?

Even if he has no feelings towards Nan Qiu, he likely won’t try to get involved again after hearing what I said, right?

Did he not say he wants to take his mind off things? If he wasn’t upset, then why would he need to take his mind off things?

Smiling, Nan Leipeng retracted his gaze. At such a crucial moment, he would not let any accidents happen!

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