A High-Profile Moment

Luo Yuxi had already noticed Lin Chuan. Though she could not see clearly in the darkness, she felt an inexplicable delight at the boy stepping forward to accept the challenge. All he wanted was to join the Luo River Sect—something she could grant with a single word.

"Many thanks, Miss Luo!" Jiang Yan said respectfully. The eager look on his face made it obvious that he had been looking forward to this battle.

"Yuyi, you..." Mu Zheng looked at the child beside him, his expression somewhat grim. He would rather have Lin Chuan stay by his side than let him suffer even the slightest harm. In a match like this, whether Lin Chuan won or lost would not end well for him.

"It's all right, Father. I can win!" Lin Chuan said with a soft smile.

Mu Zheng gave a bitter smile. What I'm worried about is how we'll deal with the aftermath if you win.

But at this point, Mu Zheng had no way to stop the match. He could only watch helplessly as Lin Chuan walked past him and headed toward the pavilion amid the lake.

Yet, to everyone's surprise, the child did not choose a boat to reach the pavilion in the center of the lake. Instead, he walked straight toward the water's edge. The noisy crowd abruptly fell silent, unable to guess what this child named Mu Yuyi intended to do.

"He looks no older than five or six. His cultivation should be around the fifth or sixth level of the Qi Refining Stage, right?"

"My senses may not be entirely accurate, but judging from the fluctuations around Mu Yuyi, he should indeed be at the fifth or sixth level of the Qi Refining Stage!"

"Reaching the fifth or sixth level of the Qi Refining Stage