Chapter 430

【Host: Lin Chen】

【Realm: First Xiantian Realm】

【Xiantian Technique: Canglan Jue】 (Non-destructive Level 5)

【Qi and Blood: Level 3】

【Spiritual Sense: Level 4】

【Will: Level 1】

【Speed: Level 3】

【Defense: Level 3】

【Comprehension: Level 5】

【Speed】 and 【Defense】 had increased by one level after he refined the Huanhai Huanhai Xinyan with his Wujin Shenxiang Jue.

Lin Chen could be certain that if he were to face Sima Kong again now, he wouldn't need to use the Canglan Eye at all; he could blast Sima Kong away just by relying on the Wujin Shenxiang Jue.

Leaving the fire cave, Lin Chen returned to his courtyard.

"Is Zhao Lin Shidi in?"

Knock, knock, knock!

"Is Lin Lin Shixiong Du here for something?"

From inside the courtyard came Zhao Zhao Haoyang's inquiry. The next moment, the door was pushed open, and Zhao Zhao Haoyang's figure appeared. However, when Zhao Zhao Haoyang saw Lin Chen standing behind Du Shuang, his expression turned cold instantly.

"What are you here for?"

Lin Chen didn't mind Zhao Zhao Haoyang's attitude and said with a smile: "I asked Brother Du to bring me here."

"Why, wasn't winning against me on the fire refining platform enough? Are you here to humiliate me to my face?"

"Zhao Lin Shidi, Brother Lin doesn't mean that. Don't talk nonsense."

Hearing Zhao Zhao Haoyang's words, Du Shuang immediately spoke up to reprimand him. He was a personal disciple and was a few years older than Zhao Zhao Haoyang, so he was qualified to reprimand him.

"Lin Lin Shixiong Du, I..."

"Brother Du, why don't you let me talk to Zhao Lin Shidi in private?"

Lin Chen smiled and interrupted Zhao Zhao Haoyang's words: "I'll call you Lin Lin Shidi, that should be fine, right?"

Zhao Zhao Haoyang curled his lips. He really wanted to say "No," but seeing Lin Lin Shixiong Du's dark face to the side, he could only remain silent.

In the minds of these disciples, Lin Lin Shixiong Du had always been a warm senior brother figure who took good care of them, so seeing Lin Lin Shixiong Du's dark face, he felt a bit of trepidation in his heart.

"Zhao Lin Shidi, talk to Brother Lin properly. The path of martial arts is long, and a temporary setback is nothing at all."

Du Shuang gave Zhao Zhao Haoyang a word of advice, then smiled and nodded at Lin Chen before leaving.

He knew why Lin Chen had come to find Zhao Lin Shidi; it was also because he had mentioned a while ago that Zhao Lin Shidi had locked himself in his courtyard and hadn't stepped out since his defeat on the fire refining platform.

Zhao Lin Shidi had become somewhat obsessed because of this defeat.

If he couldn't walk out of it, he was afraid his martial arts realm would just be like this in the future.

Lin Chen was the person involved; perhaps Lin Chen's persuasion could help Zhao Lin Shidi walk out of his obsession with failure.

"Aren't you going to invite me in to sit?"

Du Shuang walked away, and Lin Chen looked at Zhao Zhao Haoyang with a smile. Zhao Zhao Haoyang didn't answer, but he did move aside, and he turned and walked into the courtyard first.

Lin Chen didn't mind. He wasn't coming to persuade Zhao Zhao Haoyang out of some saintly heart; he just thought of Elder Zhuang's care and kindness toward him, and Zhao Zhao Haoyang's talent among this batch of disciples in the Wan Wan Huozong was considered quite good. If he were to be ruined just like this, it would be too unfair to Elder Zhuang.

"Are you very unwilling to accept your defeat by me?"

Zhao Zhao Haoyang, who was walking toward the room, turned his head abruptly upon hearing Lin Chen's words and glared at him: "I said, if you're here to humiliate me, then leave right now."

"Humiliate you?"

Lin Chen chuckled: "What do you have that's worth me humiliating? I've defeated so many opponents, whether it's Sima Kong of the Sima family, Zeng Xi of the Qianji Sect, or those in the top ten of Mount Mount Wudao—which one of them has lower strength than you?"

Listening to Lin Chen's words, Zhao Zhao Haoyang gritted his teeth in anger; he wished he could tear apart that mocking smile on Lin Chen's face right now.

"What, was I right, and you can only rage in your incompetence?"

"Lin Chen, you're courting death!"

Boom!

Zhao Zhao Haoyang couldn't hold back anymore, and his aura erupted. However, the moment his aura erupted, an even more powerful aura radiated from Lin Chen, instantly pressing down on him.

Zhao Zhao Haoyang's face turned pale. Facing Lin Chen's aura, he couldn't even resist; the gap was too large.

"Are you unwilling to accept it?"

"Do you feel that heaven is unfair, and why is my talent in martial arts so high?"

Lin Chen looked at Zhao Zhao Haoyang with a sneer: "Then do you know that as early as a year ago, or even three years ago, I also had such dissatisfaction?"

"Why... why can those noble children easily open their acupoints and have enough resources to step into the Organ Cultivation stage?"

Hearing Lin Chen's words, Zhao Zhao Haoyang was stunned. Opening acupoints, Organ Cultivation?

What realm was this?

Wasn't this something he could do at seven years old?

"Let me tell you a story."

Lin Chen withdrew his aura. Although Zhao Zhao Haoyang had anger in his heart, he was now filled with curiosity, standing silently in place, waiting for Lin Chen's follow-up.

"There was a young man who was born in a desolate place for martial arts. In the land where he lived, one could only start practicing martial arts at fifteen, and one had to pay ten taels of silver to enter the martial hall to learn. Silver was the currency of that place, and ten taels of silver was something ordinary people had to save for several years, and they had to have no natural disasters to be able to save it."

There was a look of disbelief in Zhao Zhao Haoyang's eyes. Was there really such a place?