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Library Pavilion.

Lin Qinghe smiled warmly at Lin Yan. "First among the rising talents—not bad. You've brought honor to your Third Branch."

Lin Qinghe's feelings toward Lin Yan were rather unique.

He had remembered this young man from a branch family ever since Lin Yan had first come to the Library Pavilion to choose the Thunder Sound Art.

But at the time, he had merely regarded Lin Yan as an ambitious young man.

The second time he saw Lin Yan, Lin Yan had already mastered the Thunder Sound Art and chosen the Flowing Cloud Thirteen Forms.

By then, Lin Yan was no longer merely an ambitious young man in his eyes, but a young man with potential as well.

The third time he saw Lin Yan was when Lin Yan broke through to the Blood Exchange Realm.

Then came the fourth and fifth times.

Again and again, Lin Yan refreshed his understanding, until he had now claimed first place among the rising talents and become famous throughout the entire Lin Family.

It was not only the younger generation—even many elders now knew Lin Yan's name.

Before this, though many elders in the clan had heard of Lin Yan, it was only because they knew Little Ninth had taken him as a disciple.

Whenever Lin Yan was mentioned, there would always be an added remark: Shouyuan's newly accepted disciple.

But from today onward, Lin Yan's name would be spoken because of his own talent and strength, not because of Little Ninth.

Lin Yan smiled modestly. This was not easy to answer—if he acted humble, would that not be slapping the faces of Lin Mingqi and the others from the Lin Family who had lost to him?

"Have you come here this time to choose a cultivation art?"

"I want to go