You Can Just Call Me Ling'er!

"You can just call me Ling'er!" "Heh, so you're all fellow juniors from the same lineage. What a coincidence."

A young man in a long robe stepped forward, his long hair flowing behind him. He looked thoroughly arrogant as he swept his gaze over the crowd and spoke with a smile.

Yet with those words, he had placed himself in the position of a senior brother.

His name was Zhang Yun. Ever since joining the Azure Heaven Sect, he had been hailed by countless elders as a chosen prodigy.

Throughout the outer sect, no one had been his match. Oh, no—there was one, but only one.

What was a prodigy?

Being timid and submissive was no way for a prodigy to act!

Besides, he was a transmigrator!

Everyone who fought him failed to last even a single move.

If he was not arrogant, who else would be?

"Who did I think it was? So it was Junior Brother Zhang. I never expected Junior Brother Zhang to survive being bitten to death by a vicious beast. That truly is a miracle."

A man in blue robes emerged from another passage. It was clear from his words that the two had a grudge.

That was right. He was Zhao Ting, Zhang Yun's sole rival.

The two had never gotten along in the Azure Heaven Sect, much less here.

Interesting.

The other eight protagonists wore varying expressions as they listened to the two bicker.

Some were disdainful, some merely smiled it off, while others remained expressionless.

Lin Hao said nothing and simply watched quietly.

Before they entered, the sect master had emphasized that there were always greater people beyond people and greater heavens beyond heaven. That could not have been without reason.

There might well be some monstrous genius among this group.

"Heh, we are all fellow brothers from the same lineage. There is no need for this. I am Mo Yuan of the Azure Water Sect."

"Heng Yi of the Azure Earth Sect."

"..."

Mo Yuan tried to smooth things over, but in truth, he was taking control of the conversation.

The others also announced their identities one after another.

Lin Hao was no exception.

Yet the smell of gunpowder still lingered in the air.

When prodigies met prodigies, they were simply too confrontational.

But the viewers loved it!

[Zhang Yun is awesome! This is how a protagonist should be—arrogant! Zhang Yun is the only one worth watching. I can't even stand watching the others.]

[Why does Lin Hao seem to have no reaction? Did the other prodigies scare him stupid?]

[Their cultivation is all fake anyway. What would happen if all ten of them fought at once?]

[I'm dying laughing. Am I the only one who finds this hilarious? Every one of them thinks he's incredible, but they're actually just ordinary people. Their pretentious act is killing me!]

[Exactly, exactly! If they knew this was a variety show, would they dig a hole and bury themselves?]

[Why is the director still standing around? Push the plot forward! I want to see them scheme against one another over opportunities!]

The barrage of comments was so dense that unless one turned it off, the footage could barely be seen.

The extras stirred up trouble and dug pits, while the other protagonists dove straight in.

Several protagonists had nearly come to blows.

It had to be said, they were being manipulated perfectly.

"How many years has it been? How many years have passed? I never thought this day would come again."

The mysterious voice from earlier sounded once more. Its source could not be identified; it seemed to come from everywhere.

Gu Yuan: Of course it comes from everywhere. There are little speakers placed all over the place.

Once the voice appeared, the group stopped arguing and mocking one another.

They began listening quietly.

"Hm? You are the worst batch of... disciples I have ever taught. Cough, cough, cough. I didn't expect your talents to decline so quickly in just a few years."

The mysterious voice coughed twice, covering up the awkwardness of its slip of the tongue while taking the chance to mock the so-called protagonists' talents.

Everyone fell silent.

No one argued back.

After all, they had come to obtain someone else's inheritance. What would it look like if they talked back now?

A flash of light suddenly rose.

On the previously empty mountainside, a phantom figure appeared out of thin air.

Its appearance could not be seen clearly.

This should have been the owner of that mysterious voice.

The next moment.

The phantom appeared at the foot of the mountain.

Then it appeared right in front of Lin Hao?

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Holy shit?

That nearly scared the life out of me—a face-to-face jump scare!

"Greetings, Senior!"

Someone came to his senses and respectfully bowed, having yet to pay his respects.

"Greetings, Senior!"

Once one person reacted, the others naturally did as well.

"Heh, there is no need to call this old man Senior. I am merely the guardian spirit that protects my master's inheritance."

"You can just call me Ling'er."

The phantom smiled and continued speaking.

Ling'er?

With that rough voice, you wanted them to call you Ling'er?

That name was even worse than Senior.

Gu Yuan could only say that the chief director's team really knew how to disgust people.

The people below looked at one another. Though they found it somewhat revolting, they still addressed him as he wished.

"Senior Ling'er."

No, adding "Senior" still made it disgusting.

It completely did not match the voice. If it had at least been a woman's voice, it would not have been this bad.

"The land of inheritance is filled with unknowns. What you obtain will depend entirely on yourselves."

"I have said all there is to say. Go climb the mountain."

The phantom flickered in and out of sight. As it spoke the final word, it appeared directly at the mountaintop.

The inheritance had opened?

So soon?

The many protagonists glanced at one another, their thoughts unreadable.

"Shen Yunfei, let's go together."

Lin Hao walked over to Shen Yunfei, patted him on the shoulder, and spoke.

After all, both he and Shen Yunfei had experienced the rotating arena battles, so Lin Hao was confident in his strength.

Moreover, the two had no conflict and rarely encountered each other in ordinary times.

"Alright."

Shen Yunfei glanced at Lin Hao, thought for a moment, then agreed.

Beneath the towering mountain.

The twenty people split into more than ten groups. It was clear that disciples from some sects were internally divided.

Zhang Yun was proud and arrogant. He was the first to step onto the mountain path, his face full of disdain.

He was a one-of-a-kind prodigy and disdained associating with them.

The opportunity was his, and so was the inheritance.

And so...

Before he had even climbed half a meter, a violent gust blew him back down.

It was truly awkward.

Gu Yuan: ...

To be honest, after observing them, Gu Yuan found that there were not many worth enlightening.

Several protagonists were far too arrogant. He simply found them unpleasant to look at.

He had no idea where the production team had found these people. Every one of them had their noses pointed at the sky, and he did not like them.

Mountain climbing was a technical task.

The production team had carefully selected all kinds of technology specifically to make climbing the mountain more difficult.

If it were really that easy, what would they need the planning team and scriptwriting team for?

While everyone was considering how to climb the mountain.

The livestream suddenly began playing advertisements.

Building a secret realm was truly expensive.

Without wealthy sponsors, it would have been impossible to build.

At such a crucial moment.

They had to play ads!

The footage continued, but voiceovers kept playing.

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As the first advertisement the production team ran in the livestream, it was easy to imagine how much the sponsor had paid.

It played on loop three times.

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Only after around ten advertisements had played did the livestream's sound return to normal.