Ancient Tomb Mansion

When Lin Xuan returned to the clan with the corpses of two Great Accomplishment Creation Realm demonic beasts, the entire Lin Clan was immediately thrown into an uproar.

Great Accomplishment Creation Realm demonic beasts—especially such enormous Flood Dragons—were treasures from head to toe. Although their blood had nearly drained away, Flood Dragon meat was itself highly nourishing, especially for juniors in the Tempered Body Realm. It was even better than third- or fourth-grade medicinal herbs.

Then there were their Flood Dragon scales and hides. The former could be used to forge spiritual treasures, while the latter made naturally excellent armor.

Flood Dragon bones and demon cores were even rarer treasures.

However, these things were of little use to Lin Xuan. At most, he would take a couple of bites of Flood Dragon meat to taste it. Thus, like the martial arts he had recreated before, he handed them all over to the clan.

After all, Lin Xuan was not an ungrateful person. Moreover, the sword path he cultivated centered on the sword of emotion, with the emotionless sword as its supplement—just as yang was manifest and yin concealed between heaven and earth.

Lin Fan had taken him in, and the Lin Clan had raised him. Naturally, Lin Xuan had to repay that kindness.

That day, Lin Xuan received word that Lin Fan and the others were waiting for him in the clan's Council Hall. He placed his longsword into the sword sheath rewarded by the system, then rose and headed over.

The journey was completely unobstructed, and Lin Xuan soon arrived outside the Council Hall. Before he could ask someone to announce him, the two elders standing guard at the side had already taken the initiative to gesture for him to enter.

Lin Xuan had long grown accustomed to this and did not hesitate. He strode up to the doors of the Council Hall, pushed them open, and walked in.

This had first begun six years ago. At the time, Lin Xuan had merely been hailed as the number one figure of the Lin Clan. He enjoyed immense support within the clan and held no small amount of status, but that was all.

Three years ago, when Lin Langtian had only just broken through to the Shaping Realm, Lin Xuan had already effectively secured his position as Young Clan Leader within the Lin Clan.

But the true change—when he gained authority and prestige second only to the Clan Leader's—came two years ago, after Lin Xuan handed some of the sword martial arts he had recreated to Lin Mu and Lin Fan.

There were not many martial arts, only a few: Dugu Nine Swords, Ten Thousand Plum Swordplay, Flying Immortal From Beyond the Heavens, Thirteen Deadly Swords, Divine Sword Art, and the like. There were only ten in total, yet every single one had reached the grade of Creation Martial Arts.

Most importantly, every one of them could be cultivated from the very beginning. As one's mastery of the martial art continuously improved, its power would gradually rise as well.

Even throughout the entire Lin Clan, there were not many Creation Martial Arts. Few of these elders had mastered one themselves, so as beneficiaries, they naturally supported Lin Xuan all the more.

"Young Clan Leader!"

"Young Clan Leader!"

Upon seeing Lin Xuan enter, many elders warmly greeted him of their own accord. Lin Xuan raised a hand in return, then took a seat in the highest vacant position on the right.

As the undisputed Young Clan Leader, Lin Xuan's status within the clan had already surpassed that of Great Elder Lin Mu. Especially after slaying two Great Accomplishment Creation Realm demonic beasts not long ago, he had once again displayed, after six years, his overwhelming strength among those of the same generation and realm.

"Father, why did you summon me?"

Under normal circumstances, Lin Fan never disturbed Lin Xuan's cultivation. Thus, Lin Xuan had never participated in clan affairs before.

For one thing, Lin Xuan himself was often impossible to track down. He had sufficient authority, and there was nowhere in the Lin Clan he was forbidden from going. Even those sent by Lin Fan might not be able to find him. For another, in Lin Fan's eyes—and in the eyes of most of the Lin Clan—Lin Xuan's cultivation was a matter of great importance and could not be disrupted.

"There is indeed something. You have long since reached Great Accomplishment of the Creation Realm. In fact, you can practically be considered half a step into the Nirvana Realm. All you lack is a Nirvana Pill."

At this, Lin Fan could not help but sigh softly. Lin Xuan's talent was absolutely unmatched. At least, even the ancestor Lin Fan knew of—the one who had joined a Super Sect—had been far inferior to Lin Xuan.

But unfortunately, after that ancestor's fall, the Lin Clan had declined. It simply could not provide Lin Xuan with enough Nirvana Pills to aid his cultivation.

Although the remaining Nirvana Pills in the clan had all been given to Lin Xuan, they were still far from enough for a genius like him to break through into the Nirvana Realm.

This had been Lin Fan's worry for some time. Fortunately, he had now found the remedy.

"But Xuan'er, you also know that the clan does not have enough Nirvana Pills to support your cultivation. Fortunately, while I was out some time ago, I discovered an Ancient Tomb Mansion. Inside it is a Nirvana Heart. If you can obtain it, you will be able to use it to break through into the Nirvana Realm!"

At the mention of this matter, Lin Fan's anger flared, and he could not help wanting to curse the Wang Clan's mothers.

At the time, in order to help Lin Xuan break through into the Nirvana Realm, Lin Fan had been searching outside. After much difficulty, he found a hidden Ancient Tomb Mansion within a mountain range.

Lin Fan had been extremely cautious, afraid that too much commotion would alert other experts and draw them into the fight. So, he carefully opened only a tiny crack, intending to sneak inside.

Who could have expected that Wang Lei, that bastard, would happen to see it? But seeing it was one thing. If he wanted a share, Lin Fan would not have minded too much. He only wanted what he himself needed.

Moreover, Lin Fan had learned the great many Creation Martial Arts Lin Xuan had given him. In terms of strength, by varying his techniques and unleashing martial arts one after another, he could beat Wang Lei until the man could barely catch his breath.

But that bastard, seeing that he could not seize the Nirvana Heart, did nothing but desperately hold Lin Fan back and prevent him from claiming the treasure. This caused the news to leak out. Not only did some juniors learn of it, but the other two great clans and Mo Jingtian were also informed.

Fortunately, a mysterious expert stepped in, forcing Mo Jingtian—the strongest among them—to abandon the fight for the Nirvana Heart.

"A Nirvana Heart? Where is it?"

Lin Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly. A faint suspicion had already formed in his heart, and Lin Fan's next words confirmed it.

"It is in the Sky Flame Mountain Range. If it had not been for that bastard from the Wang Clan, I would have already obtained it for you. What a pity!"

At the thought of that shameless Wang Lei, Lin Fan could not help but curse aloud. Such an excellent opportunity should have belonged securely to Lin Xuan, yet now he had to compete with others for it.

"This time, you can ignore the people from the Four Great Clans. There is only one person you need to watch out for. She is your greatest opponent!"