Supreme City.
Watching coldly as the bodies were destroyed to cover up the crime, Lin Xuan lowered his eyes indifferently and turned to leave.
He had almost forgotten about this person, but unexpectedly, the other party still decided to jump out and court death...
Lin Xuan left quickly because he was still thinking about the reward for completing the mission.
When he returned, the mission hall showed that the mission was completed, with three people completing it and two of them dying.
Amidst the stares of the other mission hall members who looked at him as if he had struck it lucky, Lin Xuan calmly accepted his share of the elixir.
This elixir is only of the eighth rank and has very few pill patterns. If it were given to Lin Fang, he might be able to obtain an Thearch Grade elixir that could completely heal his injuries.
However, the Lin Lineage members had not yet arrived, and Lin Xuan did not have much time to wait.
Furthermore, the elixirs bestowed upon us may not necessarily be returned as pills for repairing the soul.
After completing the mission in the Mission Hall, his Contribution Points were no longer zero. Next, Lin Xuan couldn't wait to return to the giant sword to study it.
Moreover, although this eighth-grade spiritual pill could not completely repair the injuries to his soul, its rarity in terms of soul-related aspects was almost comparable to that of Thearch Grade pill.
There's nothing to complain about.
With this in mind, Lin Xuan no longer hesitated and put the pill in his mouth.
The moment the elixir entered his mouth, it instantly transformed into a warm current that flowed through his limbs and bones. A gentle, nourishing power erupted within him, and his damaged soul began to slowly repair itself under the influence of this power.
Lin Xuan sat cross-legged, not wasting a single bit of the medicinal power. He combined it with his Spiritual Power, circulating it throughout his body to refine the benefits that the elixir brought him.
Not long after, Lin Xuan slowly opened his eyes.
He felt the power within his body recover significantly, and his soul injuries had mostly healed; a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.
At the same time, there's a slight sense of regret.
"What a pity..."
As he spoke, Lin Xuan shook his head.
"If I had a ninth-grade pill, I should have been able to recover completely, but unfortunately..."
He really didn't have much time to wait for Lin Fang.
By then, his injuries might have fully healed.
Now, although he says it's a pity, Lin Xuan doesn't actually feel too much regret.
The effect of this eighth-order Divine Soul Pill was not much different from what he had imagined.
His strength has almost fully recovered.
The remaining injuries to the soul, though present, Wushang.
Even if he doesn't get more pills, he can still recover with proper rest. After all, he had already taken pills before, and the effect of two pills was far more than just one plus one equals two.
Now, it will only take some time for the injury to fully heal.
It doesn't matter anymore.
Lin Xuan shook his head slightly, shaking off all the random thoughts in his mind. He walked to the outside of the Supreme Institute and came to the vicinity of that familiar formation. He slowly raised his head and looked at the great sword that almost split the entire world and stood in the Primordial Holy Institute!
Ever since his last meditation here, he has been unable to forget it.
After all, he was also a sword cultivator.
Sword cultivators' dedication and passion for the Sword Dao are unmatched by other cultivators.
That day, although he only had a little time to comprehend it, Lin Xuan could still feel that he was resonating with the Sword Dao of the master of the giant sword.
The resonance he experienced was so powerful that it significantly enhanced his understanding of Sword Dao.
even...
Lin Xuan felt that he had vaguely touched the edge of the Eighth-Level Sword Intent!
He was just one step away from crossing that threshold!
The mission to eliminate the remnants of the demonic cult in the Mission Hall also brought him a lot of Contribution Points, enough for him to go in again and study it carefully.
As he thought about it, Lin Xuan lifted his leg and took a step, approaching the giant sword that stood in the middle of the vast world.
at the same time.
At the foot of that towering giant sword, an old man in a long robe, his Qi and Blood waning, stood with his hands behind his back, his cloudy eyes gazing up at the mountain-like sword.
His eyes were filled with complexity, and even more so with a sense of vicissitude that others could not understand.
Even without knowing the old man's story, his very position is enough to surprise one.
Ordinary students and even holy masters dare not approach the core area of this giant sword even slightly.
The reason is simple: the Sword Qi left behind by this giant sword is simply too terrifying!
Even with layers of arrays sealing it, ordinary people wouldn't dare to venture this far.
They were all terrified that they might be fatally wounded by the Sword Qi energy if they weren't careful.
However, this worry did not exist in the old man.
He stood directly beneath the towering giant sword, able to reach out and touch its blade!
even...
He used his own cultivation level to shield himself from most of the terrifying Sword Intent emanating from the giant sword!
If a powerful person were to witness this, they would surely be utterly shocked!
This seemingly withered old man was actually... a Saint Realm expert!
However, the old man standing by the giant sword did not possess the imposing presence of a Saint Realm expert known to outsiders. Apart from his somewhat terrifying aura, he sighed softly, and his gaze towards the giant sword became increasingly sorrowful.
It looks like... they're reminiscing about something.
If any other members of the Primordial Holy Institute were here, they would surely be astonished to see this old man.
Because this old man was none other than the Dean of their Primordial Holy Institute!
Bai Wuya!
He is a genuine Saint Realm expert!
But now...
As the outside world has said, the Primordial Holy Institute is indeed on the verge of losing its own Saint Realm.
Although Bai Wuya still possesses the strength of the Saint Realm, his Qi and Blood is now depleted, and he is suffering from recurring old injuries, bringing him close to the end of his life.
Now, all he thinks about every day is finding a new dean for the Primordial Holy Heaven.
Alternatively, while he is still alive, he could find qualified successors, train them to become new deans, and then lead the Great Saint academies, guarding the Primordial Holy Institute and preventing it from being destroyed in the war.
He knew very well what the Primordial Holy Institute would face if he were to perish.
but...
For some unknown reason, Bai Wuya sighed softly.
He had witnessed the situation of the three major academies of the Primordial Holy Heaven over the years.
Although there are many powerful individuals, almost none are likely to inherit the position of the Primordial Academy.
Whether in terms of ability, temperament, or potential, he doesn't even have a single person who suits his taste, whom he can trust, and whom he can place in his current position.
Bai Wuya sighed.
He doesn't have much time left to live; both his declining Qi and Blood and his gradually collapsing strength are telling him this.
However, he still hasn't found a suitable successor.
Could it be... that the legacy of the Primordial Holy Heaven is about to end here...?
The thought of the lineage being cut off deepened the bitterness in Bai Wuya's eyes.
The Primordial Holy Heaven has a lineage.
This legacy can only be inherited by the deans of the three major academies.
Ordinary people not only lack the qualifications, but are also incapable of inheriting this legacy!
It's not that he's unwilling to let more people try, but rather that their own abilities are not worthy of the weight of this legacy!
Now, no one in the Supreme Institute is capable of inheriting this unparalleled legacy.
The heads of the other two academies are also not eligible.
Standing behind Bai Wuya was an elderly man who also appeared to be no longer young.
He was much more ruthless than Bai Wuya; even though his hair was gray, his eyes were incredibly sharp.
If any students who frequently visit the place where the giant sword is used for enlightenment were here, they would surely recognize this person as none other than Elder Qi who has been guarding this place all along.
He was not only the elder guarding this place, but also an Ancient Emperor sword cultivator belonging to the Supreme Institute.
It has been almost several thousand years since he began guarding this place.
Elder Qi gazed at the departing figure of the former dean, a hint of sadness flashing in his eyes.
I'm getting old.
Neither he nor Bai Wuya were the once renowned young prodigies of the Eastern Continent.
Now, they are very old.
Even the grave where one is about to die.
Elder Qi knew exactly what Bai Wuya was most worried about.
He slowly lowered his eyes and sighed softly.
"Otherwise... I'll try to take on this responsibility."
Elder Qi spoke softly, his aged voice echoing deep within the formation where only the two of them were present.
"My Sword Dao is on the verge of a breakthrough. Even if I can't withstand it, I won't die."
Bai Wuya paused slightly, pondered for a moment, and finally shook his head helplessly.
"Never mind."
"No need for that, let's wait a little longer... maybe things will turn around. I can hold on for a few more days, I can't just die now."
Topics like life and death are indeed quite heavy.
Even though Bai Wuya was not afraid of his own death, he still had no intention of mentioning it to his old friend.
After he finished speaking, he paused slightly and then changed the subject.
"I heard that Lin Yuechan went to the Demon Battlefield?"
Mentioning Lin Yuechan, Elder Qi's furrowed brows relaxed slightly, a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes, and he nodded.
"Yes, that child has had a tough time. The younger generation of the Golden Wing Alliance has been eyeing her for quite some time now."
The old dean frowned, a clear look of displeasure flashing in his eyes.
But he had no intention of doing anything.
Knowing this is one thing, but given their level of understanding and status, it's inconvenient for them to interfere.
Elder Qi sighed helplessly and continued, "If this ordeal can help her break through to the Heavenly Venerable Realm, it wouldn't be such a bad thing."
"What a pity, if only that incident hadn't happened to the Lin Household..."
He stopped abruptly halfway through his sentence, partly because he didn't want to say more, and partly because the two people present were well aware of what had happened back then.
When Bai Wuya heard Elder Qi mention the Lin Household again, he shook his head, a bitter smile appearing on his face as he fell into his memories.
Both he and Elder Qi knew Lin Yuechan's true identity.
Back then, Bai Wuya had a very close relationship with the Lin Household; in fact, it could be said that he owed the Lin Household a life!
As the saying goes, "Man proposes, God disposes," but no one expected that such a great Lin Saint Clan would disintegrate so suddenly!
He understood the whole story and knew what the Holy Land had done. Although he was incredibly angry, he was powerless to do anything about it...
Even now, it's highly unlikely that he could stand against the Holy Land.
Moreover, the Saint Realm being within the Holy Land is not the same as the ordinary so-called Saint Realm!
The reason why those holy lands and Lineage were so powerful, and why the Lin Household was so extraordinary, was all related to the most core secret within those holy lands.
They possess something that no other power in the Eastern Continent has ever had.
Bai Wuya knew a little bit, but only on the surface, and had no way of knowing the truth.
All he knew was that the realm beyond the Saint Realm was related to immortals!
so...
When the Lin Household was being hunted down, no force dared to openly stand up and protect them.
Even though he had once received kindness from the Lin Household, he could only do his best to secretly save Lin Yuechan, bring her into the Supreme Institute, and cover up everything for her.
Now, Lin Yuechan looks exactly the same as all the students in Holy Heaven, with nothing that could reveal her Lin Household bloodline, which is why he has cleared away any loose ends.
Recalling those events, Bai Wuya's already heavy heart became even more haggard.
Although he saved Lin Yuechan, he only had Lin Yuechan.
He didn't even have a chance to see the other younger members of the Lin Household.
Lin Yuechan said that she had been separated from her younger siblings before she was rescued.
The only good news is that although the youngest brother is not very talented, his eldest brother has him by his side, so the two should not be separated.
Over the years, the former dean has never given up searching for descendants of the Lin Household.
pity...
He pursed his lips, feeling somewhat guilty.
Even as he was dying, he had not found any trace of the Lin Household bloodline.
This is really...
Even after his death, he wouldn't know how to face the Lin Household's benefactor in the afterlife.
Bai Wuya smiled bitterly, slowly regaining his senses, and turned his gaze to the Sword Domain.
Comparatively speaking, there are not many sword cultivators in the Supreme Institute.
Firstly, while Sword Dao is powerful, it is extremely difficult to master.
Secondly, because Sword Dao is powerful, those with talent are not to be underestimated. Therefore, few of the Sword Dao prodigies are willing to stay in the bottom-ranked Supreme Institute. Those who have the opportunity go to other academies.
Therefore, there are very few students under this towering sword; they can be seen at a glance.
Over the years, Bai Wuya and Elder Qi have memorized almost all the Sword Dao prodigies in the academy.
Following Bai Wuya's gaze, Elder Qi saw the sword cultivator students he was already quite familiar with.
Most of them stayed on the outer edge of the colossal sword, cautiously sensing the Sword Intent emanating from it.
Only one woman stepped into the core area, less than a hundred meters away.
Of course, within this hundred-meter radius, the formations were layered upon each other, so even if she was only a few meters away from them, she couldn't hear what the two of them were saying.
Bai Wuya looked at the woman who was meditating with her eyes closed, and nodded slowly with some appreciation.
"This child is quite good. At such a young age, his Sword Intent has already reached the fourth level of perfection. If he grows up, he may also have a chance to step into the Thearch Realm."
As for the Saint Realm...
Bai Wuya shook his head slightly.
The requirements for becoming Saint Realm are far too stringent.
It's not just about ability; it also includes luck, hard work, and the right timing, location, and people.
They are absolutely indispensable.
Even he himself had to go through countless near-death experiences to finally reach the Saint Realm after inheriting the legacy of the Supreme Institute.
Over the years since he became a saint, even if Bai Wuya was unwilling to admit it, he had to say that he had never seen anyone in the Primordial Holy Institute with such heaven-defying talent to become a saint!
The so-called Ten Saints, to put it nicely, possess the potential to become saints, but in his eyes, that potential is still far from enough...
The Saint Realm is almost at the pinnacle of the Eastern Continent; entering it is extremely difficult.
Upon hearing Bai Wuya's evaluation, Elder Qi smiled and offered his praise.
"Indeed, this child is named Duan Nianwei, known as the Sword Fairy. She is indeed remarkable; her Sword Intent is now on par with mine back then."
The two looked around but couldn't see any other talents that were more pleasing to the eye. They were a little helpless, but they knew that this was the norm. They shook their heads slightly and were about to look away when they saw another figure step into the hundred-meter core area under the towering giant sword.
Bai Wuya was immediately surprised.
He recognized almost all the sword-wielding students in the academy, so why was there a new face?
Then, looking at the other party's cultivation level...
"Are these the new students recruited this year?" Bai Wuya was surprised, but also somewhat disappointed.
"His Sword Intent is quite good, but unfortunately, he's only at the Emperor Realm cultivation level..."
"He looks quite old..."
Elder Qi also noticed the figure who had stepped into the core area of the hundred-meter zone. When he saw the other person's face clearly, he immediately remembered who it was.
He and Bai Wuya shared the same feeling of regret.
"It's truly a pity. Otherwise, I would have almost considered taking him as a disciple. After all... to enter within a hundred meters of the Sword Stele, one needs at least Third Level Sword Intent..."
As he spoke, Elder Qi shook his head.
But before he could finish speaking, the figure that had entered the core area of the hundred-meter zone showed no sign of stopping...