The Prodigies War
chapter-1482

Chapter 1482 Storm of the Appointed Battle

A woman dressed in black walked over from nearby.

Her skin was white and smooth, her star-like eyes appeared slightly blurred, her red lips seemed to burn like fire, and her long dark purple hair was coiled into a bun, displaying her snow-white goose-like neck. She had curves in all the right places, making her an extremely sexy beauty that oozed with heart-palpitating temptation.

A hint of fear flowed out of Bi Hen's eyes.

The sexy woman was named Zhu Yingxue. She hailed from the Torch Dragon Clan of the Absolute Yin Ancient Domain.

In the Absolute Yin Ancient Domain, the Torch Dragon Clan was one of the few true-blue Emperor Clans with unimaginable foundations.

Zhu Yingxue was not only a descendant of this noble lineage but also possessed ninth longevity tribulation stage cultivation, putting her on the same level as the likes of Lang Qianheng.

Unlike the Ancient Wasteland Domain, the other eight domains had much more contact with each other. As such, even Bi Hen had heard of the Torch Dragon Clan despite being from different domains.

Lang Qianheng frowned. "Zhu Yingxue, your interference is unneeded."

"The individual known as Demon God Lin is one of the overlord-tier figures among the supreme path experts of the Ancient Wasteland Domain, and he is famed for his combat prowess. I too am interested to test how capable he is."

Zhu Yingxue displayed a beautiful smile as her eyes twinkled brightly, exuding an almost irresistible charm.

A fierce look flashed in Lang Qianheng's eyes. "Oh, are you planning to compete with me?"

The atmosphere suddenly turned tense.

A lazy voice sounded, "Hey, don't fight you two. Don't forget that we came to the Ancient Wasteland Domain together. Others will laugh at us if we fight among ourselves."

A young man dressed in gray clothes with three swords on his back sluggishly walked over.

His long hair was sloppy, his body had a bronze sheen as if it was forged from bronze, and he gave off a languid demeanor.

It wasn’t strange to see someone carrying a single sword, but it was definitely unusual for someone to be carrying three swords.

Lang Qianheng’s and Zhu Yingxue’s eyes narrowed at the sight of the lazy-looking sword cultivator.

Mu Zhaixing!

He was a sword cultivator from the Great Luo Ancient Domain. They knew that his seemingly sloppy appearance hid a cruel and ruthless killer dao heart.

Additionally, the three swords on his back represented three supreme sword inheritances.

The Great Luo Ancient Domain was a sword cultivator world where sword sects were more numerous than the stars. The fact that Mu Zhaixing managed to stand out among the younger generation proved that his strength was not to be underestimated.

Therefore, even Lang Qianheng and Zhu Yingxue did not dare to be careless in his presence.

"The purpose of our visit is very simple. First, to negotiate a deal with the old monsters in the Ancient Wasteland Domain. Second, to test the capabilities of the Ancient Wasteland Domain’s younger-generation experts in preparation for the upcoming Conflict of the Nine Domains."

Mu Zhaixing grinned and said, "Of course, I know that you guys look down on the Ancient Wasteland Domain and believe that it’s impossible for any worthy opponents to emerge from this land that has been cut off from the supreme path for far too many years.

"However, you guys should now know that the Supreme Realm descended here several years prior, allowing a group of supreme path talents to emerge in the Ancient Wasteland Domain. In other words, we might have to face an additional group of competitors."

At this point, he chuckled before he continued, "They finally have experts who have managed to step on the once cut off supreme path again. Although their overall strength is still far from comparable to those of us from the eight domains, it’s after all...better than nothing.

"Won’t it be boring instead if the opponent is too weak?"

Lang Qianheng couldn't help but frown. "What exactly are you trying to say?"

Mu Zhaixing sighed. "Haven't you figured it out yet? Contempt is contempt, but there are still those we need to be wary of. The Ancient Wasteland Domain...is likely no longer the same as before.

"You can underestimate them and think that the Ancient Wasteland Domain isn’t worthy of being compared to the other eight domains. However, we still need to take note of the experts who have attained the supreme path."

With that, Mu Zhaixing took out a wine pot, raised his head, and drank from it.

Lang Qianheng sneered. "Over the past few months, I have defeated more than a dozen of their supreme path experts, and none of them managed to even survive ten moves. Yet you’re reminding me not to underestimate them?"

His voice was colored with thick disdain.

Mu Zhaixing smiled and said, "But your maidservant was defeated and was forced to kneel by a single step."

His words were like a slap to the face and caused Lang Qianheng's expression to darken. Beside him, Bi Hen’s face turned even uglier.

"Don't mind it, I wasn’t trying to mock you."

Mu Zhaixing’s smile was as bright as ever. He shook his head and said, "I just wish to say that there are a few genuinely formidable experts in the Ancient Wasteland Domain. Many besides Lin Xun have yet to appear such as Shao Hao, Ruowu, Yuan Fatian, Little Golden Winged Dapeng King, Mo Tianhe..."

Zhu Yingxue suddenly interjected, "You made a mistake, Mo Tianhe was defeated recently."

Mu Zhaixing was taken aback and said in surprise, "Why haven't I heard?"

Zhu Yingxue smiled charmingly and softly said, "Because I defeated him. Unfortunately, we agreed before the battle that the results will not be publicized."

Mu Zhaixing smirked. "Was he afraid of losing face? What a fool to favor useless dignity. If it were the Nine Domains Battlefield, he wouldn't have lost just his dignity but also his life."

"That’s why I’m honestly not the least bit interested in your suggestion to not look down on the Ancient Wasteland Domain’s supreme path experts. After all, weaklings are weaklings. Also, the Ancient Wasteland Domain suffered miserable defeats in the past two Conflicts of the Nine Domains."

Zhu Yingxue unhurriedly said, "This time won’t be an exception either."

Mu Zhaixing smiled and said, "Of course there will be no exception. With the eight domains joining forces, it will be impossible for the Ancient Wasteland Domain to change its fate no matter how many more supreme path experts emerge. However..."

Mu Zhaixing pondered for a moment before he said, "The Ancient Wasteland Domain’s defeat is inevitable, but it won’t be good for us to suffer too many losses either."

Lang Qianheng sneered. "Too many losses? Is that even possible?"

Mu Zhaixing replied, "That will depend on whether you’ll be Lin Xun's match. He, Shao Hao, and Ruowu are considered the leaders of the Ancient Wasteland Domain’s supreme path experts. Once we’ve figured out the extent of their abilities, we’ll know how much potential damage they can cause when the Conflict of the Nine Domains begins."

"Hehe, that's why I want to fight him. The other top experts of the Ancient Wasteland Domain have either been hiding, in secluded cultivation, or just observing like a bystander. Only Lin Xun has stepped forward."

Zhu Yingxue smilingly said, "That’s why we should start with him as the opening dish! Think about it, it will absolutely feel wonderful to crush a leader among the Ancient Wasteland Domain supreme path experts under my feet. Moreover, it will be an incomparably heavy blow to the Ancient Wasteland Domain."

The more she spoke the brighter her eyes grew. She eagerly continued, "When that happens, will they still have the courage to face us when the Conflict of the Nine Domains arrives?"

Lang Qianheng coldly snorted. "Lin Xun is mine!"

Zhu Yingxue tucked her hair behind her ears, refusing to back down as she slowly said, "He will belong to whoever snatches him first."

Mu Zhaixing, who was watching with a smile, suddenly said, "We have to leave after a month, so you guys better hurry up if you wish to deal with him. At that time, I will personally come to watch and see whether you’ll be able to trample him under your feet."

With that, he flickered and floated away. The three swords on his back made his leaving figure appear very eye-catching.

......

"Lang Qianheng challenges Lin Xun to a duel one month later at Baiyujing’s Spirit Tempering Tower!"

One day, a piece of news exploded in the sky above the Ancient Wasteland Domain like a thunderclap, drawing the entire world’s attention.

"Is this revenge for his maidservant?"

"I can’t believe he’s deluded enough to challenge Demon God Lin. He’s a fool who grossly overestimates himself!"

"Baiyujing? That’s the Omega Sword Sect’s territory. Everyone knows that Lin Xun killed Yun Qingbai, and he has long been a thorn in the side of the Omega Sword Sect. Lang Qianheng is despicable to choose Baiyujing as the location!"

"Yeah, although Demon God Lin is strong, he currently doesn't have the power to tussle with the Omega Sword Sect alone. Why would he ever go to Baiyujing for the fight?"

For a time, countless discussions and uproars occurred in every corner of the Ancient Wasteland Domain.

Even the ancient orthodoxies were alarmed.

"Are these foreign domain visitors trying to use this opportunity to defeat Lin Xun and deal a heavy blow to the Ancient Wasteland Domain?"

"At the end of the day, Lin Xun is one of the few leaders among the supreme path experts. If he loses, it will be a devastating blow to the Ancient Wasteland Domain and it will very likely affect our morale in the Conflict of the Nine Domains!"

"I knew that these foreign domainers were up to no good!"

The discussions simmered as everyone focused their attention on Baiyujing.

Would Lin Xun go to the appointed battle?

While the news spread, Lin Xun walked into a small, old city.

It was drizzling. The aura of time pervaded the cobbled streets as white apricot flowers bloomed amidst the misty rain. Only a handful of pedestrians could be seen hurrying about the old buildings.

Entering the city felt like walking into an old ink painting, making one taste an old, rustic, and peaceful flavor.

Dressed in moon-white clothes, Lin Xun leisurely strolled in the city with his hands behind his back, appreciating the scenery with a carefree attitude.

He was unaware the world was already boiling over due to Lang Qianheng’s challenge.

"My three cultivation paths have already attained perfection, and my dao enlightenment has reached the end of the Dao Law stage..."

Lin Xun silently reflected on himself as he strolled through the hazy rain like a passerby.

"Although my martial dao cultivation has attained the Divine Connection State, once I become a Saint expert, I have to think about establishing an inheritance of my own and creating my own dao arts!"

At present, Lin Xun possessed many martial dao inheritances such as the Taixuan Sword Scripture, the Great Diffusion Void Breaker Finger, the Heavenly Yuan Six Slashes, the Tribulation Dragon Nine Transformations, the Great Treasury Silent Scripture, and several others.

Each martial dao inheritance had its unique flavor and power.

However, Lin Xun knew that all talented Saint experts would create their own dao arts.

The creation of techniques based on one’s dao!

This was the foundation of every Saint expert.