Chapter 414: Myriad Symbol Pavilion

Mo Sangyu arrived at the front hall of the Myriad Symbol Pavilion.

It is said to be a faction, but in fact it is just a manor, with no disciples whatsoever, no cultivation resources.

She looks at Lin Chuan and sees that he is not someone who likes managing a faction.

Could it be that the other side is a solitary sect leader?

She raises an eyebrow and looks; in her sight, that man has returned, but he no longer has the graceful demeanor of their first meeting, appearing gray‑headed and dirt‑smudged, looking very ragged, his aura listless.

It seems he has just gone through a cataclysmic battle.

Seeing him like this gives her a momentary displeasure.

"That's not right! What does his injury have to do with me?"

She mutters in her mind, "Mo Sangyu, don't affect me!"

A gentle voice from within replies, "I was sleeping; when did I ever say I affected you? Don't speak nonsense; clearly you changed yourself, you accepted another version of yourself."

"Shut up!"

Mo Sangyu forces the other voice down, looks at the gray‑headed, dirt‑smudged man, and, as if compelled by a ghost, asks out loud.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Lin Chuan says with a smile.

"Good that you're fine; if you were hurt, I wouldn't know how to repay this favor," Mo Sangyu says coldly, her gaze unable to stop examining Lin Chuan's injuries.

"Did you incur any enemies?"

Mo Sangyu can't help but ask another question.

"No," Lin Chuan smiles, "I was just delivering a message for someone, went to Tianhuo Prefecture, and the flames there are so fierce that I got burned by accident."

"Tianhuo Prefecture?"

Mo Sangyu naturally knows how formidable Tianhuo Prefecture is.

It can be said to be a special great region, not as renowned as Tianjin Prefecture, Dao Tian Zhou, or Futu Prefecture, but because of its uniqueness it is fairly famous.

The most distinctive feature of Tianhuo Prefecture is the flames that are condensed from the laws of heaven and earth.

It is a hell for ordinary cultivators, yet a sacred ground where fire‑type cultivators revel.

Lin Chuan? Clearly he is not one to play with fire.

He must have encountered an enemy.

After thinking, Mo Sangyu says, "If you want someone to help you take revenge, I can repay the remaining favor for you."

"I truly have no enemies."

Lin Chuan takes out the Cleansing World Blood Lotus he harvested in Tianhuo Prefecture, "My injury was caused by this; aren't you cultivating this the Way?"

"I happened upon it while passing a volcanic treasure land."

"I picked it and now give it to you as a token of thanks for you building the Myriad Symbol Pavilion for me."

The Cleansing World Hong Lian still radiates a scorching aura, and one can clearly feel the power of the fire law attached to it, proving Lin Chuan did not lie.

"Accidental discovery?"

Mo Sangyu naturally would not believe such a claim.

It couldn't have been an accident!

During the Demon Abyss, she already knew Lin Chuan's understanding of the Cleansing World Hong Lian's power was far greater than hers, the "Hong Lian Witch", so Lin Chuan must have sought it intentionally.

"He went into Tianhuo Prefecture on purpose for me, risking to fetch this Hong Lian?"

She cannot be unaware of Tianhuo Prefecture's dangers, and she knows Lin Chuan's strength as well; if they truly clashed, she would likely not defeat Lin Chuan.

Even Lin Chuan is injured like this; if it were her, she might not be able to risk her life to obtain this Hong Lian.

"Take it," Lin Chuan stuffs the Cleansing World Hong Lian into Mo Sangyu's hand, "I already said it's payment for you helping me build the Myriad Symbol Pavilion."

"You!"

Mo Sangyu, feeling conflicted, says, "You did it on purpose, right? You just want me to forever owe you a favor!"

"No, no."

Lin Chuan shakes his head, "I act on impulse; helping you is simply helping you, with no intention of seeking repayment."

What is called "cannot be cut, yet the reasoning is still tangled".

This is the art of tugging.

"Regardless of what you mean, I won't owe you. Name a price, and I'll buy this Hong Lian," Mo Sangyu says, not wanting to continue owing a favor.

The other personality's influence on her grows increasingly severe.

If this continues, Lin Chuan will open Mo Sangyu's heart.

She absolutely cannot accept such a thing happening.

"It seems I lack nothing."

Lin Chuan hesitates, ponders, and after a while says, "How about this: my Myriad Symbol Pavilion is short of people in its early stage; would you stay and help me for a while?"

"How long?" Mo Sangyu asks.

"Three years, what do you think?"

Three years is but a blink of an eye for a powerful cultivator.

But for a young super Heavenly Pride, this duration is not short.

Mo Sangyu has cultivated for only a little over twenty years, so three years is a very important period for her.

"Fine, I accept."

But she still agreed.

"After the three‑year term, I will leave; then we will settle accounts, okay?"

"Alright."

Lin Chuan nodded.

Two years to clear everything? That's impossible.

Give him three years, and that will be enough for another personality to stabilize; Sangyu's memory recovery will then have hope.

By then, his Sword of the Beings should also be able to forge an initial prototype.

At that time, the Second Principal's Sword Path will truly be understood, and he will be able to truly polish the Soul Path to perfection, breaking through to strike the realm beyond the Legendary Realm.

Three years? For him, that's enough to spend a thousand years in the dream cultivation space.

"Why did you create this Myriad Symbol Pavilion? What exactly am I supposed to do?" Mo Sangyu finally asked her inner curiosity with proper authority.

"Do everything."

Lin Chuan laughed, "It can fulfill any person's wish."

But it's a final wish.

What Lin Chuan seeks are those spirits willing to merge among the beings, or the pure spirit power of those who, after releasing worldly attachments, have no lingering ties.

Such people are rare.

Yet cultivators across the world are as numerous as cattle hair; with such a massive base, once the Myriad Symbol Pavilion's reputation is spread, people will soon come knocking.

Especially in a chaotic place like Tianjin Prefecture.

Here are far too many frustrated or burdened cultivators.

Life is exceedingly precious.

Yet for many spirits, there are things that surpass life.

This thing can be an ideal, a hatred, a desire, a treasure…

Mo Sangyu, however, wore a skeptical expression, "Do everything—can you actually do it?"

"Of course."

As long as Lin Chuan takes another step, letting the Soul reach beyond the Legendary Realm, he will be unafraid even of the great beings of the Illusory God Realm, and a True God Realm strongman may not be beyond his reach.

By then, the vast majority of matters he will be able to resolve easily.

"…"

Mo Sangyu was silent for a moment, "If you think it's doable, then it is."

She didn't understand what exactly Lin Chuan was up to, but having already agreed with Lin Chuan, she just needed to finish the part she was supposed to do.

"I've already had people promote the Myriad Symbol Pavilion."

Mo Sangyu said, "When I arrived here, I walked around the training hall once; surely the reputation will spread quickly, and before long someone will come looking for us."

"I hope you can keep it under control."