The Path of Invincibility is Already Here, Why Borrow His Divine Seat?

Inside the Sea of Consciousness, after hearing about the recent events involving Lin Tian, Lin Nuo turned his gaze toward Lin Yan and couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "Lin Yan, you've got guts, daring to stare directly at the Asura God."

Lin Yan replied slowly: "I originally just wanted to confirm whether Tang San was truly handpicked by the Asura God. Now it's certain he is indeed the guy the Asura God chose. Tang San's soul was tampered with by that fellow from the start; it's truly pathetic."

That was the reason he had gripped Tang San's throat back then and hesitated to crush it—he had been confirming if the Asura God had truly designated Tang San. The moment that invisible killing intent appeared, he had his answer.

"Still, you were too reckless." Although Lin Nuo felt that Lin Yan's actions might yield great rewards, the risks were simply too high. "Don't be so reckless next time. For now, we should focus on steady development."

Lin Yan nodded, offering no rebuttal to the main body.

Watching Lin Yan nod, Lin Tian finally voiced his own discovery: "The Asura God is mostly looking for a successor. Since Tang San is his first target, do you think there's a way to replace him?"

"There's no need for that." Lin Nuo shook his head and looked at Lin Tian: "Little Tian, our greatest cheat is the six authorities. They are no worse than the Asura God, perhaps even stronger!"

In Lin Nuo's view, the most important thing in Tang San's era was the immortal herbs. As for godhood, it was unnecessary. Time itself was an invincible path; why bother borrowing someone else's divine position?

"I understand." Lin Tian nodded. He had been considering whether to plot for the Asura God's position, but it seemed he had been heading down a dead end.

"How far has your plan progressed?" Lin Nuo asked curiously. This was his biggest concern; even if Lin Tian's mimicry was powerful, problems would arise sooner or later, so he had to find a solution.

Dugu Bo was an old fox who wasn't easily fooled. The reason Tang San could deceive that old man was because he understood poison, which allowed him to hold his own; the others simply didn't understand it.

They had to have a solid plan before acting.

"I've already reached out to Dugu Yan." Lin Yan slowed his speech, his tone casual yet laced with a hint of certainty. "She was reluctant at first, but once I mentioned that I knew some secrets regarding your martial souls and told her to pass that on to her grandfather, she finally relented."

"Unfortunately, her grandfather is currently away, so we'll have to wait a while for him to return."

As he finished speaking, Lin Yan's gaze shifted, landing precisely on Lin Nuo with a clear sense of expectation: "Main body, the rest depends on whether you can find that Zheng Yiran."

Lin Tian nodded in agreement. They needed the main body to find the Zheng Yiran of his era, as her family possessed ten-thousand-year-old techniques for controlling and channeling poison, though they didn't intend to take them for free.

Just as Lin Nuo was pondering how to locate Zheng Yiran, a voice drew their attention.

"It seems the three of you are in quite a bit of trouble."

The trio looked toward the newcomer in unison—it was Lin Xiu, the one capable of turning all false strength into true authority.

Seeing Lin Xiu appear, Lin Nuo immediately had an idea: "A-Xiu, see if you can find someone like Zheng Yiran's father and tell them we want to make a deal."

"A-Nuo, you really know how to order people around. Giving me such a task the moment I arrive." Lin Xiu looked at Lin Nuo with a hint of complaint.

"I have no choice, A-Xiu. My side is basically a kindergarten right now." Lin Nuo spread his hands helplessly, his tone heavy with the exhaustion of being spread too thin. "I have to keep an eye on the Golden Dragon King while looking after the Silver Dragon King; where would I find the time to track down Zheng Yiran?"

As he spoke, his brows furrowed slightly, clearly overwhelmed by the mountain of trivial matters.

He paused, adding with a touch of worry: "Besides, Na'er seems to be planning to leave. She's been in a terrible mood lately."

Lin Xiu listened and nodded slowly, his eyes filled with understanding and empathy: "I understand. You focus on your tasks; leave the matter of finding Zheng Yiran to me."

"Then I'll leave it to you, Lin Xiu." Lin Tian nodded at Lin Xiu and suggested: "We can't confirm when Dugu Bo will return, but the sooner, the better."

"You're also quite good at ordering people around." Lin Xiu looked at Lin Tian but nodded in agreement. "For our future, I can't refuse. Wait for my good news."

After watching Lin Xiu leave, Lin Tian and Lin Yan bid farewell to Lin Nuo, preparing to head toward the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

During the Dragon King era, the morning sun shone into the bedroom. Lin Nuo slowly opened his eyes, and upon noticing that Na'er was not in his arms, he immediately got out of bed, dressed, and left the room.

When he saw Na'er in the kitchen making breakfast, he let out a sigh of relief. Even though he knew Na'er would eventually leave him, he still felt a lingering reluctance; at the very least, he hoped she wouldn't leave without saying goodbye.

Na'er noticed her brother staring at her back and immediately turned to look at Lin Nuo, smiling: "Brother, breakfast is almost ready. Go wash up, then you can go to the beach to watch the sea with that pervert."

Lin Nuo looked at the smiling Na'er, nodded, and headed to the bathroom. He brushed his teeth and washed his face in one go, then sat at the dining table to taste Na'er's cooking.

Na'er sat to the side, her eyes sparkling with anticipation as she watched her brother, her body leaning forward slightly.

Seeing her brother finish every bite of the breakfast she had meticulously prepared, she immediately leaned in, her voice brimming with irrepressible joy: "Brother, how is it? Is it good?"

Lin Nuo set down his utensils and looked up at Na'er, whose eyes were curved into crescents. Finding it amusing, he deliberately drew out his tone to tease her: "Na'er, be honest, did you secretly learn my techniques again? The taste is almost catching up to mine."

"That goes without saying!" Na'er immediately straightened her small frame, proudly placing her hands on her hips. Her mouth curled up into a triumphant smile, her tone full of smugness and a hint of girlish pride: "Don't you know whose sister I am! What I make is much better than that pervert; it's not even in the same league!"

Hearing Na'er drag Tang Wuling out to "flog the corpse" again, Lin Nuo found it incredibly funny. Na'er was perfect in every way, except for her intense hostility toward Tang Wuling, though that was to be expected.

The Golden Dragon King and the Silver Dragon King were of the same origin; in the end, it would be a matter of who devoured whom to achieve the position of the Dragon God.

Lin Nuo would not let that happen. In this era, the protagonist could only be himself!

Even the Sea God Tang San would have to step aside!