Lu Yuan

Tianxiao Continent, Chaos Sacred Land.

"Ding dong! Congratulations, Master, on obtaining a location-based sign-in system. The system has been bound, and Master can check it at any time."

In a magnificent and glorious palace, a handsome young man who was meditating and cultivating opened his eyes.

This voice, which should have made all transmigrators overjoyed, left the young man somewhat disappointed.

"A location-based sign-in system? It's just so-so."

"It's tasteless to eat but a pity to discard. I'll use it reluctantly. I hope the next golden finger will be more interesting."

The young man's name was Lu Yuan, and he was the Divine Son of the Chaos Sacred Land.

However, Lu Yuan was not a disciple of the Chaos Sacred Land. He was an outsider who had descended upon the Chaos Sacred Land half a year ago and immediately became the Divine Son.

At that time, rumors were flying all over the Chaos Sacred Land.

The most widespread rumor was that Lu Yuan was the illegitimate son of the Sacred Master of the Chaos Sacred Land.

Upon hearing this rumor, the Sacred Master of Chaos was so terrified that his soul almost flew away. He hurriedly clarified and secretly hinted that Lu Yuan's origins were extremely terrifying.

After that, the matter was dropped.

And Lu Yuan rarely appeared in public.

"Young Master, the grand competition is about to end."

At this moment, a ethereal voice entered Lu Yuan's ears.

This was his Guardian.

Hearing this voice, Lu Yuan was stunned. "It's ending soon? Fine, I'll take this opportunity to make a formal appearance."

Lu Yuan immediately got up and walked out of the great hall.

The dazzling sunlight shone on Lu Yuan, and his spotless white robe gleamed.

A steward disciple who was cleaning happened to see this scene and was instantly mesmerized.

What kind of man was he?

His white robes were like snow, resembling an immortal.

In his calm expression, there was a hint of weariness towards the world, a kind of indifferent detachment that could only be displayed after enjoying all that the mortal world had to offer.

He raised his head and gazed directly at the scorching sun. In his deep, abyss-like eyes, a proud and disdainful light flowed, as if the sun itself had to bow before him.

Suddenly, Lu Yuan looked at him.

The steward disciple quickly lowered his head, trembling inwardly.

When he looked up again, Lu Yuan had already disappeared.

The Chaos Sacred Land was exceptionally lively today.

Because today was the day of the Chaos Sacred Land's five-year grand competition.

Outer disciples, inner disciples, true disciples, and even the Divine Son had to compete on stage. The victors would move up, and the losers would move down.

The rules were strict, and no one was exempt.

However, the Sacred Land was humane.

Some disciples who were out on training missions or in secluded cultivation had one exemption, but only one.

It was precisely because of this that the Chaos Sacred Land had been blessed with an endless stream of prodigies for tens of thousands of years.

The Sacred Land was filled with magnificent palaces and jade towers. Ten-thousand-zhang immortal mountains stood tall, and waterfalls cascaded like the Milky Way. The mountains, rivers, sun, and moon all exuded an immortal aura.

At this moment.

In the battle arena, which could accommodate one hundred thousand spectators, the noise was deafening, with everyone cheering for the contestants on stage.

At the very top of the battle arena, the Sacred Master of Chaos and the various Elders were also present, looking at the disciples competing on the field with satisfaction.

Around them, guests from various sects who had been invited were also gazing in admiration, sighing that the Sacred Land was indeed worthy of its name, as its heritage and the quality of its disciples were far beyond those of ordinary sects.

However, just then, a clear and resonant voice suddenly rang out. It was not loud, but it surpassed the clamor of the hundred thousand disciples, clearly reaching the ears of everyone present.

"The Divine Son has arrived!"

Buzz!

In an instant, the battle arena fell into absolute silence, so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

These three words seemed to possess some kind of magic, drawing everyone's attention.

In the sky above, a young man, dressed in white robes as pure as snow, resembling an exiled immortal, descended through the air.

With every step the youth took, a golden lotus bloomed beneath his feet.

Under everyone's gaze, the youth took his seat in the Divine Son's position.

The Divine Son's seat was right beside the Sacred Master of Chaos.

The appearance of the youth instantly ignited the battle arena.

"He's the Divine Son? He's so handsome, I think I'm in love."

The female disciples cupped their faces, their eyes full of adoration.

"Is this the Divine Son? He looks like an immortal! How can he be so ethereal and refined?"

All the female disciples' eyes sparkled.

The male disciples swallowed, feeling immense pressure. While they all admitted Lu Yuan was devastatingly handsome, they grumbled, "So what if he's good-looking? This is the cultivation world; fists are what matter most."

"Exactly! No one is perfect. He might be handsome, but perhaps his cultivation is weak. As the saying goes, if the Dao Ancestor opens a window for you, he'll definitely close a door."

"Besides, the way he became Divine Son was dishonorable. Historically, the Divine Son is chosen from among the ten Saint Sons."

"To attain the position of Divine Son, the Saint Sons trained day and night, braved secret realms, slew monstrous beasts, and endured countless hardships and near-death experiences. But in the end, the position of Divine Son was snatched by someone whose identity and origin are unknown."

"In my opinion, he's not qualified to be the Divine Son at all. Any one of the ten Saint Sons could crush him. Otherwise, why would he have to take a back door?"

Lu Yuan's appearance caused the Battle Arena to fall silent for a moment.

But this silence was quickly followed by a torrent of doubt.

Lu Yuan's sudden appointment as Divine Son had naturally caused widespread dissatisfaction.

It wasn't just the disciples; most of the Elders were also unhappy with Lu Yuan becoming the Divine Son.

If not for the Chaos Sacred Land's Old Ancestor personally intervening, this matter would not have been resolved so easily.

The Chaos Sacred Master was a stern middle-aged man, clad in a green robe, exuding a terrifying aura. Anyone else sitting beside him would feel extremely uneasy, as if they were at the bottom of the sea.

However, after Lu Yuan appeared, the Chaos Sacred Master's body visibly tensed, showing his nervousness.

"Young Master Lu, my disciples are ignorant and do not recognize your true self. After this, I will discipline them properly," the Chaos Sacred Master transmitted telepathically, his tone extremely humble.

Lu Yuan smiled and replied, "Sacred Master Jiang, you attend to your business. I am not so narrow-minded."

"Yes, yes, I understand," the Chaos Sacred Master wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

He was genuinely afraid that the words of the disciples below would anger Lu Yuan, leading him to destroy the Chaos Sacred Land in a fit of rage.

In the entire Chaos Sacred Land, besides the Old Ancestor who was in slumber, only he knew Lu Yuan's true identity.

Jiang Cang turned his head and said to a beautiful, extraordinary young woman behind him, "Yiyi, go and pour some tea for Young Master Lu."

The woman's name was Jiang Shengyi, his daughter, and also the Saintess of the Chaos Sacred Land.

Hearing her father's words, Jiang Shengyi frowned slightly, initially wanting to refuse. But then she heard her father's telepathic message.

"Yiyi, listen to me. Young Master Lu's identity is beyond your imagination. Being able to pour tea for him is absolutely something you should be proud of. If you are fortunate enough to become Young Master Lu's attendant, our Chaos Sacred Land will also receive immense benefits."

Hearing her father's words, although Jiang Shengyi still felt reluctant, she couldn't help but become a little curious about Lu Yuan.

Driven by curiosity, she finally approached Lu Yuan.

However, Lu Yuan didn't even glance at her. It was no use; Lu Yuan had seen too many beautiful women, countless times more beautiful than Jiang Shengyi. The Saintess of a Sacred Land truly didn't pique his interest.

Yet, Lu Yuan's indifference didn't mean others were indifferent.

In the Battle Arena, Jun Moxiao, who had just defeated his final opponent, was exuding confidence.

But as he surveyed all the disciples, basking in their worshipful gazes, he suddenly noticed that the Saintess Jiang Shengyi, whom he considered his exclusive property, was now standing beside the Divine Son, pouring tea for him.

And the Divine Son was leisurely sipping his tea.

In an instant, a cold glint appeared in Jun Moxiao's eyes. Suddenly, he declared loudly, "I challenge the Divine Son!"

The Chaos Sacred Land's grand competition stipulated that the champion had the right to challenge the Divine Son.

Jun Moxiao's words instantly silenced the Battle Arena.

Lu Yuan, too, looked at Jun Moxiao in surprise.

[Ding! Detected a Child of Destiny]