Chapter 589: The Identity of the One Hundredth Invincible Stronger

Tongtian Tower Square.

A profound silence fell; everyone waited for the elder of Miaomiao Yun Gong to reveal the verification result.

Many eyes shifted between Lin Chen and Yan Ran, yet not a single person spoke.

Fifteen minutes was not long.

“Here he comes!”

When Wei Lan’s figure reappeared in the Tongtian Tower Square, every gaze instantly turned toward him.

“I, an elder of Miaomiao Yun Gong, can vouch for Lin Chen—he truly received the memories of our sect’s founding master.”

Wei Lan knew what the assembled warriors wished to know and without hesitation, announced the answer outright.

Splash!

The entire scene, even among all these Qi Refining cultivators, erupted in uproar.

Lin Chen had truly correctly identified the characters left by Miaomiao Yun Gong’s founding master on the jade tablet.

The characters on the jade tablet could not be faked; this elder of Miaomiao Yun Gong had already stated that any warrior could enter the sect to verify them—unless Miaomiao Yun Gong altered the characters on the tablet itself.

But altering the founding master’s inscribed words on the jade tablet was an act of betrayal against the sect; no high-ranking member of any supreme sect would dare such a thing—even if Lin Chen were the sect master’s son, the sect master himself would not risk defying the entire cultivation world to do it.

After the uproar, every eye turned to Yan Ran, wondering what explanation he might offer now.

“I have already said—I need no explanation. How Lin Chen came to know the tablet’s content has nothing to do with me; I merely announced the Tongtian Tower’s notice.”

Facing the skepticism in their gazes, Yan Ran’s expression remained unchanged; his words made it clear—he did not care how Lin Chen proved his innocence, he only declared a fact.

“Sixth Prince, as an elder of Miaomiao Yun Gong, I can represent our sect in confirming one thing: the characters inscribed by our founding master on the jade tablet could never have been leaked to the outside.”

Wei Lan spoke solemnly; Yan Ran’s gaze pinned him, his eyes filled with mockery: “Can a mere elder represent the entire Miaomiao Yun Gong?”

Wei Lan fell silent. The warriors present, seeing his silence, assumed he was intimidated by the Sixth Prince’s words.

An elder could not represent a sect—only a sect’s master had the authority to say such a thing.

Yet, after a few breaths, voices rang out.

“Wei Sisister can represent Miaomiao Yun Gong—I have come here to vouch for Lin Chen as well.”

“And I as well.”

“I am Miaomiao Yun Gong’s Second Elder, sent by our sect master to inform you all: what Wei Sisister said is the sect master’s own words.”

One voice after another rose; all turned to see that each speaker was a Qi Refining cultivator of the Fifth or Sixth Realm.

All twelve elders of Miaomiao Yun Gong appeared together on the Tongtian Tower.

Many warriors in the crowd were visibly moved; though the sect master had not appeared, the unified voices of twelve elders were sufficient to represent Miaomiao Yun Gong.

Moreover, these elders had explicitly stated they acted on the sect master’s orders—meaning Miaomiao Yun Gong had staked its entire reputation on Lin Chen’s behalf.

The weight of this was immense.

The imperial family could ignore Lin Chen—they had the right to do so. Canglan Sect and the Hua Clan could be dismissed because of their close ties to Lin Chen; their words carried no evidentiary weight.

But now, Miaomiao Yun Gong—a supreme sect with no connection to Lin Chen—had staked its entire reputation to vouch for him. If the imperial family continued to act with such arrogance, it would be utterly indefensible.

Lin Chen looked at Wei Lan and the other Miaomiao Yun Gong elders, his eyes filled with emotion—he had never expected Miaomiao Yun Gong to support him so fiercely, even confronting the imperial family head-on.

“Now Yan Ran’s in trouble.”

A voice came through telepathy from Teng Wangshan; Lin Chen turned his gaze to Yan Ran. At that moment, every eye in the crowd rested on him.

“A fine Miaomiao Yun Gong. I don’t care what deals you’ve made with Lin Chen or certain factions—but remember the choice you’ve made today.”

Yan Ran smiled, yet deep within that smile lay boundless coldness. In the next instant, under the gaze of all present, his figure vanished from the Tongtian Tower Square.

He’s gone!

The Sixth Prince had simply left!

Yan Ran’s abrupt departure left many warriors in the crowd stunned.

So—had Lin Chen cheated or not?

Many warriors pondered inwardly, arriving at an answer that shocked them all.

Lin Chen very likely had not cheated.

“Lin Chen, if you have time, please come to Miaomiao Yun Gong and tell us more about our founding master’s deeds.”

Wei Lan looked at Lin Chen and issued the invitation openly before everyone; no warrior present found it odd.

Since Lin Chen had received the founding master’s memories, it was only natural for Miaomiao Yun Gong to invite him.

“Yes, I will certainly visit Miaomiao Yun Gong when I have time.”

Lin Chen nodded solemnly—he too wished to know the true purpose behind the founding master’s inscription on the jade tablet.

Wei Lan and the other elders departed. The remaining warriors in the crowd also began to leave; the grand spectacle, which had lasted over a day, had finally ended.

The spectacle concluded in a most dishonorable manner for the imperial family—exactly what they had never anticipated.