Shiji Lives! The Second Reward Directly Transforms His Innate Foundation

Chentang Pass Commander's Residence.

The atmosphere had already grown somewhat delicate.

Taiyi looked at the Supreme Clarity Spirit Light vanishing into the horizon, the corner of his mouth twitching faintly.

He truly had not expected it.

Lin Yuan, a junior whose cultivation had not even reached the Heavenly Immortal realm, to act so decisively.

They had only exchanged a few words.

And he had immediately called for backup.

He had even skipped the transition entirely.

Shiji, on the other hand, became completely calm.

If it had only been her just now, facing Taiyi's obvious favoritism, the matter would indeed have been difficult to handle.

But now that Senior Sister Jin Ling was coming.

The situation was different.

Nezha was young and had yet to realize how things had changed.

Li Jing, however, was already starting to get a headache.

On one side was an Explanatory Sect Golden Immortal.

On the other was an Intercepting Sect direct disciple.

With a scene like this unfolding in the Chentang Pass Commander's Residence...

As a mortal commander caught in the middle, he felt as though two world bosses had suddenly appeared in a beginner village.

They did not have to wait long.

Golden light suddenly lit up the skies outside.

Vast immortal might descended from the horizon.

Taiyi's expression turned slightly solemn.

The next moment.

Golden Spirit Holy Mother stepped into the hall.

"Master."

Lin Yuan immediately saluted her.

Jin Ling glanced at him.

Her gaze paused briefly on his split tiger's mouth and bloodstained Daoist robe.

"How did you get hurt?"

"I was injured while blocking the Heaven-Shaking Arrow for Junior Brother Biyun."

Jin Ling nodded.

She said nothing.

Then she turned to Shiji.

"It is good that you are unharmed, Junior Sister."

"Thank you for coming in person, Senior Sister."

Shiji visibly relaxed.

Only then did Jin Ling turn toward Taiyi.

"Speak."

"How should this matter be handled?"

Taiyi sighed softly.

"Junior Sister Jin Ling, it was merely an accident between juniors. Why make such a big matter of it?"

Jin Ling's expression did not change in the slightest.

"The one who nearly died was a child of my Intercepting Sect."

"So naturally, it is a small matter."

"If the Heaven-Shaking Arrow had killed a child of your Qianyuan Mountain just now, and I told Senior Brother Taiyi it was merely an accident between juniors."

"What would Senior Brother think?"

Taiyi was momentarily speechless.

Lin Yuan stood behind them, nearly applauding his master.

That was satisfying to hear.

Jin Ling continued:

"Peers may fight, and they bear the consequences of life and death themselves."

"If a disciple of my Intercepting Sect is inferior in skill and is slain head-on by one of your Explanatory Sect disciples, I will not come seeking trouble."

"But Biyun was walking outside his own Daoist grounds when a Heaven-Shaking Arrow flew over from who knew how many tens of thousands of miles away."

"Can something like that be brushed aside with a single claim of accident?"

At this point.

Jin Ling's gaze had already turned cold.

"If Senior Brother insists on this."

"Fine."

"I will go to Kunlun Mountain now."

"And personally ask Uncle-Master Jade Clarity."

Taiyi's expression finally changed.

If a matter between juniors truly reached the ears of a Saint.

He would not have the moral high ground either.

Nezha had indeed gone too far this time.

He had drawn the Chentang Pass Divine Bow.

And casually fired the Heaven-Shaking Arrow.

He had nearly killed a child in someone else's Daoist grounds.

No matter whose side one looked at it from, it could not be justified.

Taiyi fell silent for a moment.

Then he finally spoke.

"Nezha was indeed at fault in this matter."

Nezha looked up.

"Master..."

"Silence."

Taiyi's face darkened for the first time.

Only then did Nezha lower his head unwillingly.

"Have Nezha apologize to Biyun."

"And I will compensate Junior Sister Shiji with three ten-thousand-year spiritual herbs and one mid-grade postnatal spirit treasure."

"Let this matter end here. How does that sound?"

Shiji glanced at Jin Ling.

Jin Ling did not make the decision for her.

After all, the one who had nearly lost her disciple was Shiji.

Shiji thought for a moment.

Then she finally nodded.

She had never intended to demand Nezha's life.

At the beginning, she had only wanted justice.

Now that Taiyi had admitted fault and offered compensation.

And Nezha had apologized to Biyun under Li Jing's firm pressure.

It was already enough.

"Then so be it."

Taiyi visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

Very soon.

The compensation was delivered.

Jin Ling did not continue pressing the matter.

At this point, the affair was completely settled.

Lin Yuan had stood in the back from beginning to end.

On the surface, he looked perfectly honest.

But inwardly, he was already muttering.

"Should be about time, right?"

"Shiji won't chase after Nezha this time."

"And she won't need to go to Qianyuan Mountain."

"The Nine-Dragon Divine Fire Canopy can't possibly come flying over to cover her head on its own."

As though it had heard his thoughts.

The familiar system prompt finally sounded the next second.

[An important target's fate has been detected to have changed.]

[Target: Shiji.]

[Original destined death: Pursuing Nezha into Qianyuan Mountain, battling Taiyi, and ultimately perishing beneath the Nine-Dragon Divine Fire Canopy.]

[Current fate: The karmic matter has already been resolved in advance at Chentang Pass.]

[The original death trajectory has been severed.]

[Fate Reversal successful!]

Lin Yuan's eyes instantly lit up.

It was here!

Biyun had only been the appetizer.

This was the real jackpot!

[Inheriting the target's strongest talent...]

[Congratulations, Host, for obtaining—Blackstone Dao Body!]

Boom!

Lin Yuan's body suddenly shook.

An incomparably dense primordial aura instantly surged forth from his limbs and bones.

The injuries he had sustained while forcefully blocking the Heaven-Shaking Arrow actually began healing at a visible rate.

His bones.

His meridians.

His flesh and blood.

Even every strand of mana within him seemed to undergo a thorough cleansing.

The earth beneath his feet seemed to form some innate connection with him.

As long as he stood on the ground.

Lin Yuan felt an extraordinary sense of stability.

More importantly.

He could clearly feel—

His formerly utterly ordinary postnatal innate foundation.

Was transforming!

Ordinary postnatal.

Mid-grade postnatal.

High-grade postnatal!

Only upon reaching the high-grade postnatal level.

Did the change slowly come to a stop.

Lin Yuan nearly burst out laughing on the spot.

Good heavens.

This was only the second one!

His innate foundation had directly risen by two tiers!

If he could save true jackpots like Zhao Gongming and the Three Cloud Sisters in the future...

Lin Yuan hardly dared imagine it.

"Junior Brother Lin?"

Shiji's voice pulled him back to reality.

Lin Yuan looked up.

Shiji was smiling at him.

"If it had not been for you today, Biyun would likely have already suffered calamity."

"Later, you also warned me not to ascend Qianyuan Mountain alone."

"Though things did not reach that point in the end, I will remember this favor."

She took out a stone-colored longsword.

"This sword is called Thick Earth."

"A low-grade postnatal spirit treasure."

"Your original sword has already been destroyed, so take this one to protect yourself."

Lin Yuan looked at the longsword.

His eyes lit up again.

The system had finished giving out rewards.

And the NPC was giving him equipment too?

This experience...

Really was far more generous than those pay-to-win games on Blue Star.

"Thank you, Senior Sister."

Lin Yuan did not put on airs and pretend to refuse.

He accepted it.

Take what should be taken.

If he really saved the entire Intercepting Sect in the future, was he supposed to go around telling everyone, "This is too precious, I cannot accept it"?

He would be exchanging pleasantries until next year.

Jin Ling also looked at Lin Yuan.

"You handled this matter well."

"You knew to judge the danger in advance."

"And you also knew to call for help when you encountered something you could not handle yourself."

Lin Yuan's expression became somewhat subtle when he heard that.

That counted as praise, right?

Jin Ling continued,

"Cultivation is not about stubbornly showing off."

"Only by staying alive will there be a future."

Lin Yuan's expression turned serious.

"This disciple will remember that."

Jin Ling nodded.

"After some time, Golden Turtle Island will hold an internal tournament."

"You will participate as well."

Lin Yuan froze for a moment.

"Me?"

"What?"

"Scared?"

"Not really."

Lin Yuan sensed the Blackstone Dao Body he had just obtained.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly.

"This disciple merely thinks..."

"It should be quite interesting."

When Jin Ling saw that smile,

for some reason, she felt that her newly accepted nominal disciple had suddenly become much more confident.

But she did not ask further.

The group left Chentang Pass.

At the same time.

Blue Star.

Jiangcheng No. 1 Transcendent High School.

Before the enormous secret realm monitoring stone,

dozens of teachers were taking turns checking the students' rankings.

There was no suspense over the current top-ranked student.

Chen Yue.

Explanatory Sect faction.

Ever since he entered the Primordial World, his ranking had remained steadily near the top.

His homeroom teacher, Chen Qingshan, was very satisfied with this.

As for Lin Yuan...

When he first entered, he had been almost at the bottom.

After all, he was a disciple of the Intercepting Sect.

And his initial strength was clearly not high.

Whenever Chen Qingshan saw that name, he could not help sighing.

"What a good kid."

"Why did he have to make such a foolish choice?"

Just as he was about to look away,

the stone monument suddenly flashed.

Lin Yuan's name—

moved.

Forty-sixth.

Thirty-ninth.

Thirty-third.

Twenty-ninth.

Twenty-seventh!

In just a few breaths,

he had leaped nineteen places in a row!

Chen Qingshan suddenly leaned forward.

"How many?!"

The teachers beside him also noticed the change.

"Lin Yuan?"

"That Intercepting Sect one?"

"Hasn't he only been in there for a few days?"

Chen Qingshan stared at the stone monument.

He did not speak for a long time.

Twenty-seventh.

For the entire grade, that still did not count as truly top-tier.

The problem was—

that kid had been almost at the bottom just moments ago!

Meanwhile, in the Primordial World.

Lin Yuan followed behind Jin Ling as they returned to the Eastern Sea.

His fingers lightly stroked the newly acquired Thick Earth Sword in his hand.

The Blackstone Dao Body had already slowly stabilized.

His Innate Spiritual Perception had also become increasingly clear.

He looked toward Golden Turtle Island.

Yet the names to come had already begun to surface in his mind.

The tournament.

Wen Zhong.

The Four Sages of Nine-Dragon Island...

The corners of Lin Yuan's lips gradually lifted.

Biyun and Shiji.

Were only the beginning.

That death list of the Intercepting Sect—

he was preparing to cross them out,

one page at a time.