Ensure Your Lineage Remains Undying for Ten Thousand Years!

"Millions of years ago, the Gods fell into chaos, and the Human Realm collapsed. The Earth Sovereign used the Five-Colored Divine Stone to mend the heavens. Ten thousand years later, Heaven Mending Pavilion came into being. Our Heaven Mending Lineage inherited the legacy of the Earth Sovereign and has stood in splendor for millions of years. The Heaven Mending Secret Technique has been leaked no more than three times."

Bu Kurong showed no reaction, as though he had not heard Lin Huang's words. Like an old friend, he spoke slowly.

"Millions of years ago, when Heaven Mending Pavilion had just been established, a Divine Being from the Blood Realm forcibly broke into our Daoist Temple to seize the Heaven Mending Secret Technique. Less than a hundred years later, our founding patriarch entered the Blood Realm and slaughtered a god in a single battle. All thirty million of its descendants were wiped out."

"Six hundred thousand years ago, a holy son of the Heavenly Realm infiltrated our Daoist Temple and secretly learned the Heaven Mending Secret Technique. Our second-generation patriarch pursued him across the Three Thousand Worlds and executed him beneath the Lord of Light."

"A hundred thousand years ago, the Hundred Sages Reform Heaven. Nine Saints of foreign races besieged our Daoist Temple. One hundred and fifty thousand disciples of Heaven Mending Pavilion died for the cause, yet did not allow the Heaven Mending Secret Technique to leave the Human Realm by even a single step. Three Saints cried out in unison, sending the nine foreign Saints back to the void."

Bu Kurong spoke slowly and with difficulty, yet every word struck the ground like iron, brimming with awe-inspiring killing intent.

Lin Huang nodded, his tone turning solemn. "I investigated it. It was indeed as you said. But I'll say it again: Heaven Mending Pavilion has declined with every generation."

Bu Kurong's eyes flew open. Divine light flickered within them, sharp as blades and swords. It instantly slashed past Lin Huang's ear and blasted into an old tree outside the main hall, cutting it cleanly in two at the waist.

Lin Huang's expression did not change. "A million years ago, you had first-generation Divine Beings. Six hundred thousand years ago, you had third-generation Divine Beings. A hundred thousand years ago, you had three Saints and Nine Kings. And now? Other than the missing Demigod Bu Tianque, you have only this Pavilion Master, an Upper Marquis-Sealing."

"What is too hard will surely break. For millions of years, Heaven Mending Pavilion never yielded an inch, waging war against Gods and war against Heaven. Thus, over those same millions of years, three Gods, seven Saints, and Nine Kings all fell, while your Sect-Protecting Divine Artifact was destroyed. Now, only a few kittens and puppies remain. You cannot even activate your Sect-Protecting Divine Array, leaving yourselves at the mercy of others."

Lin Huang sneered. "Heaven Mending Pavilion still exists not because of your departed glory, but because this era prevents those coveting it from making their greed look too ugly. It is also because they still fear that Demigod Bu Tianque may not be dead."

"But I am different. I do not care about any of that. Today, you have only two choices: give me the Heaven Mending Secret Technique while you are alive, or give me the Heaven Mending Secret Technique after you are dead."

Bu Kurong said nothing. He merely slowly rose to his feet and walked toward Lin Huang.

With his first step, his white hair turned black.

With his second step, his hunched, withered body began to swell.

By the third step, Bu Kurong's aged appearance was gone. Brilliant radiance shimmered over his entire body, and he looked like a giant clad in golden armor. Killing intent surged from him as he stared at Lin Huang.

Lin Huang said nothing. He merely watched Bu Kurong coldly. His pupils spun and changed; the black vanished from them, turning his eyes silver-white, icy and devoid of the slightest emotional ripple as they fixed upon Bu Kurong.

Bu Kurong could no longer take his fourth step.

"You have already attained the Saint Rank. Why must you still come and fight for this?" Bu Kurong suddenly sighed. The radiance faded, and he became a dying old man once more. Sitting cross-legged on the ground, he looked at Lin Huang.

"Give me the Heaven Mending Secret Technique. Otherwise, not a chicken or dog will remain in this entire Daoist Temple!" Lin Huang's words were calm, without the slightest rise or fall, yet they made Bu Kurong suck in a breath of cold air.

Bu Kurong knew Lin Huang meant it. To someone who had attained the Saint Rank, he was already practically an inhuman existence. His original heart was steadfast; what he said, he would do.

Bu Kurong pondered. Lin Huang was in no hurry to strike, not because he retained any mercy in his heart, but because he did not walk the path of slaughter. Otherwise, only one person would not have died in the battle of the Desolate God Realm that day.

"Not enough."

After a long time, Bu Kurong uttered those two words, his gaze burning as he looked at Lin Huang.

"If today's escape is all I gain, that is not enough!"

Lin Huang lowered his head. He understood what Bu Kurong meant. Today, you threaten me, so I give you the Heaven Mending Secret Technique. Tomorrow, if someone else comes to threaten me, must I give the Heaven Mending Secret Technique to him as well?

Therefore, it was not enough.

"Give me the Heaven Mending Secret Technique. When I become a god, I will ensure that your Heaven Mending Lineage remains undying through countless ages!"

Word by word, Lin Huang made a great vow.

Great vows could not be made carelessly. If one could not fulfill them, then even after becoming a god, one's divine throne would fall. The condition Lin Huang offered could be said to be extremely sincere.

Bu Kurong was deeply moved as well. He had not expected Lin Huang to make such a great vow. Yet after considering it carefully, he still shook his head. "Not enough."

Lin Huang looked at Bu Kurong expressionlessly, without anger. His tone remained calm. "Speak."

"For a hundred thousand years, no one has become a god."

Bu Kurong spoke eight words, and their meaning was perfectly clear, leaving Lin Huang silent as well.

For a hundred thousand years, countless races had battled for supremacy, and innumerable heaven-defying geniuses had emerged, yet no one had become a god. What gave you the right to become one? If you could not become a god, then everything you said was empty illusion.

Lin Huang smiled. He glanced at Bu Kurong and nodded. "Fine. Give me the Heaven Mending Secret Technique, and I will ensure that your Heaven Mending Lineage remains undying for ten thousand years."

When I become a god, I will ensure that your Heaven Mending Lineage remains undying through countless ages.

And ensure that your lineage remains undying for ten thousand years.

They seemed similar, but the difference was enormous.

With the former, they would have to wait until Lin Huang became a god before receiving protection through countless ages. With the latter, although they would receive only ten thousand years of Lin Huang's protection, Heaven Mending Pavilion would at least have a Saint's protection from this day onward. To those plotting against Heaven Mending Pavilion, that would be an enormous deterrent.

One had to know that the Gods had now withdrawn, the Hundred Sages had returned to the void, and the Demigods of all races could not act freely because of the Demigod Agreement. Saints were currently the strongest combat force among all races.

From a long-term perspective, the first condition was naturally better.

But for a hundred thousand years, no one had become a god.

Bu Kurong did not dare gamble.

Bu Kurong pondered for a moment. He knew this was likely the best condition Lin Huang would offer. Though he was still somewhat furious, after thinking it over, he could only sigh. "Fine."

A common man was innocent, but possessing jade made him guilty. Without strength, one could only allow others to slaughter him.

Bu Kurong had actually known in his heart long ago that this day would come. Thus, facing Lin Huang's coercion, he found that he was not as angry as he had imagined. Instead, he felt a sense of relief. At least from this day onward, he would no longer have to worry about waking one morning to find Heaven Mending Pavilion breached and exterminated.

But there was still one question.

Bu Kurong hesitated, then finally asked, "May I ask this Saint's honored title?"

Lin Huang paused. Looking at his smooth, mirror-like palm, he let out a faint sigh after a long while. "Desolation."

"The desolation of heaven grown old and earth worn barren."

Bu Kurong's heart gave a violent jolt, and he felt his heart pound with alarm, as though he had asked a question he absolutely, absolutely should not have asked.

The feeling vanished in an instant. Bu Kurong did not pay it much mind, merely nodding while racking his brains to recall which Saint named Desolation had emerged in recent years.

"Could he be someone who attained the Saint Rank only recently? But this Desolation... what kind of divine path had he attained?"

Bu Kurong could not make heads or tails of it, nor did he dare ask further. This might appear to be Lin Huang coming to coerce Heaven Mending Pavilion and forcibly seize its Heaven Mending Secret Technique, but Bu Kurong understood that it was actually a transaction.

With his own power alone, Lin Huang would ensure that Bu Kurong's Heaven Mending Lineage remained undying for ten thousand years.

And the Heaven Mending Secret Technique was the price Heaven Mending Pavilion had to pay.

Bu Kurong understood, but Yu Xiaomeng and the others did not. Thus, Yu Xiaomeng's group hid outside the door, glaring at Lin Huang as though he were an enemy. If they had not feared being reprimanded by Bu Kurong, they might already have rushed in to beat Lin Huang senseless.

Lin Huang did not care in the slightest about Yu Xiaomeng and the others' gazes. He quietly waited for Bu Kurong to retrieve the Heaven Mending Secret Technique.

"I want the original. If you need a copy, make one yourself."

Bu Kurong froze. Then he gritted his teeth and nodded.

The Heaven Mending Secret Technique was not very long. Bu Kurong quickly copied out a version. Lin Huang unceremoniously took the original Heaven Mending Secret Technique, said nothing more, and turned to leave.

At the door, he thought for a moment and said to Bu Kurong, "Contact the Law Enforcement Department. Tell them Lin Huang forcibly seized the Heaven Mending Secret Technique."

After saying that, he flicked a finger, leaving a soul mark on Yu Xiaomeng. With a step, he had already descended the mountain.