Tianxiao Continent, Chaos Sacred Land.
"Ding-dong! Congratulations, Master. You have obtained a location-based Sign-in System. The system has been bound. Master may check it at any time."
Inside a magnificent palace, a handsome young man meditating with crossed legs opened his eyes.
The voice that should have delighted every transmigrator instead left the young man somewhat disappointed.
"A location-based Sign-in System? Pretty mediocre."
"It's tasteless to consume but a shame to discard. I'll make do with it. Hopefully, the next cheat will be more interesting."
The young man was named Lu Yuan, and he was the Divine Son of the Chaos Sacred Land.
But Lu Yuan was not a disciple of the Chaos Sacred Land. He was an outsider who had suddenly arrived at the Chaos Sacred Land six months ago and become the Divine Son upon his arrival.
At the time, rumors had spread throughout the Chaos Sacred Land.
The most widespread rumor was that Lu Yuan was the illegitimate son of the Chaos Sacred Master.
When the Chaos Sacred Master heard this rumor, he was so terrified that his soul nearly left his body. He hurriedly clarified the matter while subtly hinting that Lu Yuan's origins were extraordinarily terrifying.
After that, the matter came to an end.
As for Lu Yuan, he rarely appeared in public.
"Young Master, the grand tournament is almost over."
At that moment, an ethereal voice reached Lu Yuan's ears.
It was his guardian.
Hearing the voice, Lu Yuan was startled. "It's almost over? So be it. I'll use today's opportunity to make my official appearance."
Lu Yuan immediately rose and walked out of the hall.
Brilliant sunlight shone down on Lu Yuan, making his spotless white robes gleam.
A Steward Disciple who happened to be cleaning saw this scene, and his expression instantly went blank.
What kind of man was that?
Dressed in white as pure as snow, he seemed like an immortal descended to earth.
His calm expression held a faint weariness toward the world. It was the kind of detached indifference that could only be displayed after enjoying everything the mortal realm had to offer.
He raised his head and stared directly at the blazing sun. In his deep, abyss-like eyes flowed a dim light that looked down upon the mortal world, as if even the blazing sun had to lower itself and act subserviently before him.
Suddenly, Lu Yuan looked toward him.
The Steward Disciple hurriedly lowered his head, trembling inwardly.
When he raised his head again, Lu Yuan had already disappeared.
The Chaos Sacred Land was exceptionally lively today.
That was because today was the day of the Chaos Sacred Land's five-year grand tournament.
Outer Disciples, Inner Disciples, True Disciples, and even the Holy Sons all had to take the stage and compete. The victors rose, while the defeated fell.
The rules were strict, and no one was exempt.
However, the Sacred Land was quite humane.
Disciples who were out adventuring or secluded in death cultivation were each granted one exemption, but only one.
It was precisely because of this that the Chaos Sacred Land had been able to ensure a continuous stream of prodigies for tens of thousands of years.
The Sacred Land was filled with jade towers and immortal palaces. Towering immortal mountains rose one after another, while waterfalls plunged like galaxies falling from the heavens. The mountains, rivers, sun, and moon all displayed the grandeur of an immortal sect.
At that very moment.
Inside the Battle Arena, which could accommodate a hundred thousand spectators, the noise shook the heavens as everyone cheered on the competitors battling in the arena.
At the very top of the Battle Arena, the Sacred Master of the Chaos Sacred Land and the various elders were also present, watching the disciples' matches with gratification.
Around them, guests from the various invited sects watched with astonishment. They sighed with emotion that a Sacred Land truly deserved its name. Whether in foundation or disciple quality, it was far beyond what ordinary sects could compare to.
However, at that moment, a resonant voice suddenly rang out. It was not loud, yet it overwhelmed the uproar caused by a hundred thousand disciples and clearly reached the ears of everyone present.
"The Divine Son has arrived!"
Buzz!
In nearly an instant, the Battle Arena fell utterly silent. One could hear a pin drop.
Those three words seemed to possess some kind of magic, drawing everyone's gaze.
On the dome of the sky, a young man dressed in white as pure as snow, resembling a banished immortal, walked through the air.
With every step the young man took, a golden lotus blossomed beneath his feet.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, the young man took his seat in the Divine Son's position.
The Divine Son's position was right beside the Chaos Sacred Master.
The young man's appearance instantly set the Battle Arena ablaze.
"Is he the Divine Son? He's so handsome! I think I'm in love."
A female disciple cupped her face with both hands, her eyes filled with infatuation.
"So this is the Divine Son? Why does he look like an immortal? How can he be so ethereal and otherworldly?"
The eyes of all the female disciples sparkled.
The male disciples swallowed one after another, feeling immense pressure. Although they all admitted inwardly that Lu Yuan was devastatingly handsome, they refused to concede verbally.
"So what if he's handsome? This is the cultivation world. Fists are what matter most."
"Exactly, exactly. No one in this world can be perfect. He's handsome, but his cultivation might be terrible. As the saying goes, when the Dao Ancestor opens a window for you, he'll certainly close a door."
"Besides, the way he became the Divine Son was disgraceful. Traditionally, the Divine Son has always been chosen from among the ten Holy Sons."
"For the position of Divine Son, the Holy Sons cultivated day and night, ventured into secret realms, and slew demonic beasts. They went through countless hardships and brushes with death. But what happened in the end? The position of Divine Son was snatched away by someone whose identity and origins were unknown."
"In my opinion, he has no right to be the Divine Son. Any one of the ten Holy Sons could crush him. Otherwise, why would he have to use the back door?"
Lu Yuan's appearance caused the Battle Arena to fall silent for a moment.
But what followed was an overwhelming tide of voices questioning him.
When Lu Yuan had suddenly become the Divine Son, it had naturally aroused the dissatisfaction of many people.
It was not only the disciples. Most of the elders had also been deeply unhappy about Lu Yuan becoming the Divine Son.
If the ancestor of the Chaos Sacred Land had not personally intervened, the matter would not have ended so easily.
The Chaos Sacred Master was a dignified middle-aged man dressed in azure robes. His aura was terrifying, and for an ordinary person to sit beside him would be like sitting on pins and needles, as if sinking into the depths of the sea.
Yet after Lu Yuan appeared, the Chaos Sacred Master's body visibly tensed, and he looked extremely nervous.
"Young Master Lu, the disciples were ignorant and failed to recognize your true identity. Once this is over, I will certainly discipline them properly."
The Chaos Sacred Master sent a voice transmission to explain, his words filled with humility.
Lu Yuan smiled and replied, "Sacred Master Jiang, just attend to your own matters. This Young Master is 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 disciples' words would anger Lu Yuan, causing him to destroy the Chaos Sacred Land in a fit of rage.
In the entire Chaos Sacred Land, aside from the sleeping ancestor, he was the only one who knew Lu Yuan's true identity.
Jiang Cang turned his head and said to a beautiful young woman with an extraordinary bearing behind him, "Shengyi, go and pour some tea for Young Master Lu."
The woman was named Jiang Shengyi. She was his daughter and also the Saintess of the Chaos Sacred Land.
Hearing her father's words, Jiang Shengyi slightly furrowed her brows and was about to refuse when she heard her father's voice transmission.
"Shengyi, 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 maidservant, our Chaos Sacred Land will gain immense benefits from it."
Hearing her father's words, Jiang Shengyi was still unwilling deep down, but she could not help becoming curious about Lu Yuan.
In the end, driven by her curiosity, she came to Lu Yuan's side.
But Lu Yuan did not even glance at her. There was nothing he could do about it; he had seen far too many beauties. There were plenty of women hundreds or thousands of times more beautiful than Jiang Shengyi. As the Saintess of a Sacred Land, she simply could not arouse any interest in Lu Yuan.
However, just because Lu Yuan did not care did not mean no one else did.
On the Battle Arena, Jun Moxiao had just defeated his final opponent and was in high spirits.
But just as he looked around at all the disciples, enjoying their worshipful and reverent gazes, he suddenly discovered that the Saintess Jiang Shengyi, whom he had already regarded as his own forbidden possession, was actually standing beside the Divine Son and pouring tea for him.
The Divine Son was even leisurely lowering his eyes to drink the tea.
In an instant, a chill surfaced in Jun Moxiao's eyes. Suddenly, he shouted, "I challenge the Divine Son!"
The Chaos Sacred Land's grand tournament rules stated that the tournament champion had the right to challenge the Divine Son.
Jun Moxiao's words caused the Battle Arena to fall silent in an instant.
Lu Yuan also looked at Jun Moxiao in surprise.
Ding! A Child of Destiny has been detected.