When news of the battle at Dragon-Severing Ridge reached Golden Turtle Island.
The first person to be stunned was Golden Spirit Holy Mother.
She sat within her cultivation grounds.
She read the communication jade slip in her hand twice.
Only after confirming she had not misread it.
Wen Zhong was alive.
The grand formation at Dragon-Severing Ridge had been broken.
More than half of the eight Heaven-Reaching Divine Fire Pillars had been destroyed.
The main force of the Shang Army had successfully withdrawn.
Lin Yuan was unharmed as well.
Jin Ling let out a long breath.
The attendant by her side had followed her for many years and had rarely seen her master relax so visibly.
"Master."
"Is Senior Brother Wen Zhong all right?"
"He's fine."
Jin Ling set down the jade slip.
A smile finally appeared on her face.
"That brat Lin Yuan made it in time again."
The attendant heard that name.
Yet he no longer found it strange in the slightest.
Across all of Golden Turtle Island.
Lin Yuan's reputation had long since become absurdly huge.
From a low-ranking registered disciple to a candidate for the Interception Sect's dao heir.
He had taken so little time that many disciples who had been in seclusion for thousands of years woke up feeling as though the world had changed.
What was even more exaggerated was.
The greatest source of his fame was not his cultivation realm.
It was people.
Recently, whenever someone got into trouble with Lin Yuan.
They had a high chance of returning alive in the end.
Within the Interception Sect, this had nearly become a strange consensus.
Some Outer Disciples even joked in private:
"If the Karmic Tribulation really comes."
"Forget whether we can win."
"First, find out where Lin Yuan is."
Of course.
No one