Chapter 158

To prevent the leakage of their own Daoist lineage, the Saintesses of the Eastern Wasteland basically do not marry out, and the most outstanding young people in their own holy lands are naturally the Saint Sons.

Over time, the Saintess marrying the Saint Son became a tradition of the various holy lands in the Eastern Wasteland.

For a Saint Son, if he wants to take the position of Saint Master, he must have enough prestige to suppress the various factions inside the holy land before he can command the holy land.

The Saintess and her protectors, teachers, elders, and followers are the faction second only to the Saint Son's lineage, the second largest faction.

Of course, in the vast Eastern Wasteland, through the hurried ages and endless years, there are exceptions to everything.

The scene was full of knowledgeable Saint Sons of the Eastern Wasteland who knew many historical materials. Seeing this scene, someone couldn't help but mention a story.

Thousands of years ago, the God Wang Jiang Taixu was peerless in elegance, attracting countless Saintesses. One of his confidantes was the Wanchu Saintess, Fairy Caiyun.

God Wang Jiang broke into the Wanchu Holy Land to take her away. Fairy Caiyun, mindful of her teacher's grace, did not leave in the end, but she also never married a Saint Son in her life.

This matter caused a great stir and spread in the Saint Son circle. Countless Saint Masters warned their juniors to keep an eye on their own Saintesses and not let outside pigs root up their cabbages.

The Purple Mansion Saint Son listened to the voices around him, his expression gloomy. He had been suppressed by the Saintess since he was a child, and his cultivation could not rival hers. He originally thought that in this life, he would at most yield to the Purple Mansion Saintess and let the holy land produce a female Saint Master.

But he never expected that the story from thousands of years ago would repeat itself with him.

"This is the Tianxuan Saint Son, entrusted by a senior to teach me Dao techniques." Fairy Zixia explained again. She did not have a good relationship with the Purple Mansion Saint Son, but they were fellow disciples, and she did not want the two sides to clash.

However, the Purple Mansion Saint Son did not believe it at all. He could not beat the Purple Mansion Saintess, so he could only point his spear at Ye Fan and shout: "Who do you think you are? God Wang Jiang Taixu?"

"Daoist, you have misunderstood." Ye Fan smiled slightly, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and said innocently: "This fairy and I are strangers; we were just discussing the Dao."

"Discussing the Dao? Let me discuss the Dao!" The Purple Mansion Saint Son shouted. He was biased; no matter how Ye Fan explained, it would only get darker the more he described it. For a moment, he was furious and wanted to duel Ye Fan.

The big black dog smiled secretly on the side; this was the effect it wanted.

The Purple Mansion Saint Son attacked in anger, his hands forming seals, shooting out a surging purple energy torrent forward. Ye Fan snorted, without the slightest fear, and met it with pure physical strength.

"Boom!"

The golden fist shook heaven and earth, making many Saint Sons change their expressions. Someone recognized this blood energy and exclaimed: "Holy Body, he is the Holy Body Ye Fan!"

"Holy Body, you have some means." The Purple Mansion Saint Son shouted, spitting out Great Dao divine symbols, and a small purple pagoda evolved in his palm, suppressing forward and emitting terrifying fluctuations.

"This is the Purple Heaven Divine Art, Daoist, be careful." Fairy Zixia said: "You can move back thirty steps to avoid this technique."

"No need!" Ye Fan laughed, his hands evolving, operating the Battle Saint Art. Purple energy also came from the east for three thousand miles, casting a pagoda to fight against the Purple Mansion Saint Son. This was the mystery of the Battle Saint Art; it could change thousands of times.

The two pagodas collided, making a booming sound, and they were actually evenly matched.

This was not the key; the key was that the Dao method Ye Fan used was too similar to the Purple Mansion secret method, making everyone's expression strange.

"Junior Sister, you actually passed the Purple Mansion secret method to him!"

The Purple Mansion Saint Son's heart went cold, and then he shouted angrily: "Do you still remember your identity?"

Fairy Zixia frowned, her voice calm: "Senior Brother, you are overthinking. This is the Battle Saint Art of the Tianxuan Holy Land; I have not leaked the holy land's Dao method."

"Battle Saint Art..."

The Purple Mansion Saint Son suddenly came to his senses. This was not the Purple Heaven Divine Art; it only had its form, but had a different origin. But, what kind of divine ability was the Battle Saint Art that it could contend with the holy land's great arts?

"Wait, Battle Saint Art!" A Saint Son exclaimed: "Could it be the Battle Saint Art that has been number one in attack for five thousand years, the famous stunt of God Wang Jiang Taixu?"

"God King the Second!" Saint Son Dayan's expression changed, and he said in a deep voice: "Could it be that a second Jiang Taixu is about to appear on the land of the Eastern Wasteland?"

Word by word, sentence by sentence, it fell into the ears of the Purple Mansion Saint Son, incomparably harsh. What did it mean, 'God King the Second'?

Was he learning from Jiang Taixu to break into the holy land and snatch the Saintess? What did he take him, the Purple Mansion Saint Son, for!

"Desolate Ancient Holy Body, just a 'Waste Body'!"

The Purple Mansion Saint Son went mad, unleashing one heaven-shaking divine art after another, shouting: "A Dao Palace Realm brat dares to compete!"

"So what if it's the Dao Palace? The Dao Palace can still beat you." Ye Fan was not to be outdone. Although he was in the Dao Palace Realm, his combat power was extremely astonishing. With the assistance of the 'Jie' Secret, he was not afraid of fighting a Saint Son of the Four Extremities Realm.

The Desolate Ancient Holy Body, although still in the Dao Palace Realm, had physical divine power sufficient to look down upon the younger generation, brave and unstoppable.

In the Yaochi Holy Land, geniuses were gathered and heroes were emerging. One young powerhouse after another rushed over to watch the battle, and some troublemakers joined this chaotic battle.

Lin Xian sat by the Immortal Pool, staring intently at this scene, holding the Bodhi seed to comprehend the Dao methods of various sects and schools, and letting the system record the various Dao marks to review and simulate after returning, integrating them into the Battle Saint Art and the Chaos Great Dao.

Opportunities are rare. Throughout history, how many holy lands have had the appeal of Yaochi, which can provide a huge platform to attract countless geniuses and heroes?

And which holy land has such courage to take out its own Emperor Scripture as a reward for the tournament?

Truly rare in all eternity!

From the aristocratic holy lands to the various sects and schools, any young hero with a bit of talent did not want to miss this opportunity and all came to Yaochi.

It also gave Lin Xian a great opportunity to steal the learning of a hundred schools and chew through the Eastern Wasteland!

The system was excited, imprinting one divine art after another. The various holy lands of the Eastern Wasteland, the various schools of the Central Plains, the demons of the Southern Ridge, the families of the Northern Plains, and the many temples of the Western Desert—their successors had all arrived.

Holy lands that can be passed down for all eternity are not simple; they all have their unique features.

Like the Wanchu Holy Land, it has never produced a Great Emperor, nor does it have an Extreme Dao Weapon, but it is one of the oldest inheritances in the Eastern Wasteland, unfathomable.

Wanchu—establishing a sect with this name can explain part of their doctrine. In the era of the beginning of heaven and earth, all things were born, originating from chaos.

Their ancient scripture tells of some secret methods in chaos, extremely profound, and contains the secrets of the beginning of heaven and earth.

Related to the Chaos Body, related to the Chaos Great Dao—how terrifying is this? Even if it only involves some mysteries, it is enough to look down upon the world.

"No Chaos Body, yet evolving a part of the Chaos Law; the founder of the Wanchu Holy Land is truly astonishing."

After observing the divine arts of the various sects, Lin Xian was still unsatisfied and even wanted to go further to see the scriptures of the various holy lands.

The Four Extremities Realm—this realm in the current era is to connect with the Great Dao of heaven and earth. The more scriptures one comprehends, the better. In the Luan Gu system, it is the Inscription and Formation Realm, where one must learn countless bone inscriptions.

This is the best period to embrace all rivers and nurture a hundred scriptures in the furnace.

If conditions allowed, he could be a disciple of the Wanchu Holy Land.

There is also the Ziwei Sect, originating from the Ziwei Star Domain. The sect's divine art can evolve the Ziwei Emperor Star; just hearing the name, it is destined to have an affinity with him, Lin Xian.

Once the 'Changing Heaven and Earth' divine art recorded in the Source Heaven Book is perfected, and he can shield his own origin and aura, he can take action.

In the next period of time, Lin Xian walked within Yaochi, making friends with Saint Sons, chatting with goddesses, and inquiring about the locations of their great sects and schools. They would be of great use in the future; perhaps he could even be a fellow disciple.

(End of this chapter)