Xuantian Holy Land.
True Disciple Peak.
As its name suggested, those who lived here were all True Disciples of the Xuantian Holy Land.
Within the Xuantian Holy Land, disciples were divided into four ranks: Outer Disciples, Inner Sect Disciples, Elite Disciples, and True Disciples.
Outer Disciples were those who had passed the assessment and reached the Body Tempering Realm.
Inner Sect Disciples were a realm stronger than Outer Disciples. Reaching the Qi Refining Realm qualified one for promotion to Inner Sect Disciple.
Above Inner Sect Disciples were Elite Disciples.
Once they cultivated to the Essence Condensation Realm, they could be promoted to Elite Disciples.
Above Elite Disciples were True Disciples.
To become a True Disciple, one needed strength at least at the Foundation Establishment Realm.
Disciples in the three realms—Foundation Establishment, Purple Mansion, and Myriad Phenomena—were all True Disciples.
Once a True Disciple reached the Void Training Realm, they could advance further and become an Elder.
Beyond these four ranks of disciples, there was another position of immense importance.
That of the Holy Sons and Maidens.
Selection as a Holy Son or Holy Maiden of the Xuantian Holy Land depended primarily on talent, rather than strength.
Qin Wuyou, for instance, had become the Xuantian Holy Land's sole Holy Son thanks to the tremendous talent of his eighth-grade dantian.
His Supreme Bone, however, was his greatest secret. Even in the Upper Realm, only the core leadership of his lineage knew about it.
Here in the Lower Realm, he had told no one except Lin Qingxue.
Had they known he possessed a Supreme Bone when he first joined, it would have shaken the entire Xuantian Holy Land.
With a Supreme Bone, it would have been no surprise for him to become the Divine Son of a Great Church, let alone a Holy Son of this little Xuantian Holy Land.
If the secret of his Supreme Bone came to light, the entire Xuantian Holy Land would put him on a pedestal!
As for Lin Qingxue, only after obtaining his eighth-grade dantian had she caught the Xuantian Holy Land's attention. They planned to promote her to Holy Maiden in a month.
Lin Fan's talent surpassed Lin Qingxue's. Reportedly, he had awakened some powerful constitution a month earlier, prompting the Xuantian Holy Land to select him as its next Holy Son.
At that moment, in Lin Fan's cultivation residence on True Disciple Peak.
Lin Fan sat in the center of the reception hall, his expression dark.
"Greetings, Young Lord!"
A moment later, the Elite Disciple Lin Hu entered and knelt before Lin Fan.
Although both were disciples of the Xuantian Holy Land, Lin Hu was merely a servant before Lin Fan.
Even after becoming an Elite Disciple of the Xuantian Holy Land, he dared not show the slightest arrogance in Lin Fan's presence.
Lin Fan's gaze settled on Lin Hu. Lifting his eyelids slightly, he said in a low voice,
"Not bad. You're already at the tenth heaven of the Essence Condensation Realm. You should be able to establish your foundation soon, shouldn't you?"
"It's all thanks to you, Young Lord," Lin Hu said with an ingratiating smile.
"Take this. This Foundation Establishment Pill will help you advance to the Foundation Establishment Realm."
Lin Fan casually tossed him a Foundation Establishment Pill.
Looking at the Foundation Establishment Pill that landed in his palm, Lin Hu nearly wept with excitement.
"I bow in thanks for your great kindness, Young Lord."
Holding the Foundation Establishment Pill in both hands, Lin Hu said, tears of gratitude streaming down his face, "I, Lin Hu, am your dog, Young Lord. Wherever you point, I'll bite!"
Although both belonged to the Lin Lineage, Lin Hu was only a peripheral disciple. He and Lin Fan, the young master, stood on entirely different levels.
Even Lin Hu's admission to the Xuantian Holy Land had been thanks to Lin Fan.
Thus, ever since entering the Xuantian Holy Land, Lin Hu had followed at Lin Fan's heels, willingly serving as his dog.
Of course, being a dog had its benefits. Over the years, Lin Fan had bestowed no small amount of cultivation resources upon him.
It was precisely through Lin Fan's support that Lin Hu had reached the Essence Condensation Realm and become an Elite Disciple of the Xuantian Holy Land.
And now, this Foundation Establishment Pill could take his strength a step further, bringing him straight into the Foundation Establishment Realm!
After all, within the Xuantian Holy Land, there were at least eight hundred, if not a thousand, Elite Disciples trapped in the Essence Condensation Realm.
What they lacked was this one Foundation Establishment Pill.
If Lin Fan offered this Foundation Establishment Pill, plenty of Elite Disciples would willingly risk their lives for him.
After bestowing the Foundation Establishment Pill, Lin Fan said with a dark expression,
"Lin Hu, you've heard about what happened today, haven't you?"
Word of how Qin Wuyou had verbally beaten him and Lin Qingxue like dogs on the Martial Stage had already spread everywhere.
"Young Lord, that Qin Wuyou is practically begging to die! Give me permission, and I'll go kill him right now!"
Lin Hu was shrewd enough not to mention Lin Fan's humiliation. Instead, he volunteered, "Just say the word, Young Lord, and I'll bring you his head right now!"
Satisfied by Lin Hu's words, Lin Fan nodded. Only then did a faint smile appear on his face as he said with a cold laugh,
"There's no need to kill him."
"He needs to stay alive for now. He'll be of great use later."
"But we can't simply let today's incident slide. I summoned you to teach that fool who doesn't know the height of heaven or the depth of earth a lesson first. Give him a warning he'll remember for the rest of his life!"
"Young Lord, do you want me to maim him, or cripple his cultivation?"
Lin Hu chuckled.
"Cripple his cultivation? Heh, that fellow doesn't even have a dantian. He's already crippled. This time, go break both his legs! Make sure he always stands a head beneath me from now on!"
Lin Fan sneered, his expression dark. "Remember, be careful when you act. Don't alert the sect's higher-ups. After all, that fellow is still the Holy Son. If you go too far and provoke their displeasure, it'll only spoil things."
"Rest assured, Young Lord. I'll handle it without leaving so much as a crack for water to seep through."
Lin Hu withdrew with a smile. Only after reaching the doorway did he take out the Foundation Establishment Pill and inhale its medicinal fragrance deeply. He felt the cultivation bottleneck that had held him back for so long begin to loosen.
"Qin Wuyou, you can't blame me for this. Who told you to have a pair of legs worth a Foundation Establishment Pill?"
Clutching the Foundation Establishment Pill, Lin Hu looked toward Wuyou Peak. He licked his lips and sneered, "The Young Lord is truly merciful. He's even leaving that fellow both arms."
For the Foundation Establishment Pill in his hand, he wished he could go break Qin Wuyou's legs right that instant.
But he was no fool. Qin Wuyou was still the Xuantian Holy Land's Holy Son, after all.
If he, an Elite Disciple, maimed Qin Wuyou for no reason, he could justify it neither morally nor logically.
The Enforcement Swords in the sect Elders' hands were no mere decorations.
"The Young Lord really is clever. Once I lure Qin Wuyou out of the Xuantian Holy Land, won't he be putty in my hands?"
Under the cover of night.
Dressed in black night gear, Lin Hu quietly slipped onto Wuyou Peak.
Once he drew near Qin Wuyou's room, he shot a letter through the window, then quietly concealed himself in the shadows.
"Who's there?"
Qin Wuyou, who had been cultivating in his room, looked at the letter that landed nearby, his expression darkening slightly.
Someone delivering a letter in the middle of the night?
What fucking brain-dead idiot had come here to die?
When he saw the three elegantly written characters spelling "Lin Qingxue" on the letter, Qin Wuyou's expression immediately turned grim.
A letter at midnight, an invitation from a beauty.
Before his rebirth, Qin Wuyou would probably have jumped with excitement at the sight of this letter.
But the current Qin Wuyou was no longer that lovesick fool.
What fucking invitation from a beauty? This was clearly an invitation from Death!
This letter promising a rendezvous with a beauty gave him a whiff of the danger approaching!
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