The Prodigies War-Chapter 2674 Mysterious Visitor

“Little friend, in three years’ time, the Origin Sect Ancestral Court will openly recruit disciples,” Mo Lanshan said with a smile, “If you wish, I can recommend you.”

Ye Chunjun’s eyes lit up. “Brother Lin, I look forward to meeting you again at the sect. It would be even better if you joined the Ninth Peak!”

Lin Xun was taken aback for a moment before replying, “I’ll give it some thought.”

Mo Lanshan nodded, sending a jade pendant floating toward him. “If you’re interested, present this when the time comes.”

Lin Xun glanced at the jade pendant engraved with the words: Mo Lanshan, Ninth Peak Training Elder.

“Thank you.” He cupped his fists in salute, then turned to leave.

Ye Chunjun opened his mouth to speak again, but Mo Lanshan stopped him. “Let him go. You’ll meet again sooner or later.”

Ye Chunjun said, “If someone like him joined the Origin Sect Ancestral Court, he would surely shine with unmatched brilliance.”

Mo Lanshan chuckled, his voice tinged with emotion, “None of the Fangchun Mountain successors are ordinary. You’ll understand in time.”

As he spoke, he drew out a sealed beast skin scroll and unfurled it in mid-air.

Boom!

In an instant, a towering, godlike figure stepped forth from the scroll. Draped in a black robe and with long flowing violet hair, he was shrouded in surging immortal laws. His presence was utterly terrifying.

“Old Monster Yan, you should come collect your things yourself,” Mo Lanshan said.

The majestic figure nodded, lifting a hand in a casual wave. Far away beneath the sky, a colossal black axe came roaring toward him. Ye Chunjun instantly recognized it was the law spirit he had coveted earlier.

Now, the massive black axe landed docilely into the man’s grasp, like a tamed beast.

“Thank you, Old Mo.”

As his voice faded, his body dissolved into a stream of dao light and vanished back into the beast-skin scroll.

Mo Lanshan put away the scroll and muttered, “That Old Monster Yan...utterly perfunctory. Doesn’t even put a shred of sincerity into his thanks. He’s completely cold-hearted.”

Ye Chunjun couldn’t help but ask, “Martial Uncle, was that...the pavilion master of the Origin Sky Pavilion, one of the three great pavilions?”

Mo Lanshan nodded. “Who else but that old lunatic could cultivate to the point where only a wisp of his primordial spirit remains?”

Ye Chunjun inhaled sharply.

The Origin Sect Ancestral Court was divided into Nine Great Peaks, each led by its own peak master and successors, representing the sect’s nine branches. And above these nine peaks stood the three great pavilions: the Origin Sky Pavilion, the Origin Emptiness Pavilion, and the Origin Clarity Pavilion.

These three were the oldest divisions of the Origin Sect Ancestral Court and regarded as the three pillars of its foundation. Only those who had attained immortality were qualified to join their ranks!

Furthermore, this Old Monster Yan was none other than the master of the Origin Sky Pavilion!

He was called Yan Ji, an almighty figure within the Origin Sect Ancestral Court. He was like a dragon whose head may be glimpsed but whose tail is never seen, a being rarely seen and shrouded in unfathomable mystery.

Ye Chunjun had heard that Pavilion Master Yan Ji had stepped into the Transcendence Immortal Stage long ago, wielding powers beyond imagination! Never in his wildest dreams did he expect that the Sealing Execution law spirit hidden within the Mystic Forbidden Realm had been left here by Pavilion Master Yan Ji himself ages ago.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh, “Even if Brother Lin had obtained the Sealing Execution law spirit, I fear he wouldn’t have been able to keep it.”

Mo Lanshan said, “Losing it wouldn’t be the real problem. However, if he took something that belonged to Old Monster Yan and ended up drawing that man’s attention...that would be truly disastrous.”

Ye Chunjun said, “Still, I could tell he was rather displeased when he left.”

Mo Lanshan replied casually, “When he understands the truth, he’ll realize I silently saved him from a calamity.”

As he spoke, he flicked his sleeve, and the figures of Huang Muji, Meng Haochen, Zhuo Lin, and Qin Ruoling appeared out of thin air.

“Senior Brother Chunjun, you won?”

The moment her gaze fell on Ye Chunjun, Qin Ruoling asked quickly, her voice soft and pleasant to the ear. Huang Muji and the others also looked on curiously.

“I lost,” Ye Chunjun replied, calm and forthright.

“You...”

Qin Ruoling and the others froze, eyes widening in disbelief. Ye Chunjun gave a bitter smile. “Why look at me like that? A loss is a loss. There’s nothing to be surprised about.”

“That guy is that strong?”

“Impossible. When did such a monster appear in the Sixth Heaven Domain?”

“Could he be from one of the other three Ancestral Courts?”

Ye Chunjun remained composed, but Qin Ruoling and the others could not. They were all shocked and agitated. Their senior brother was ranked among the top three of the Ninth Peak. How could he lose to someone of the same cultivation stage who had appeared out of nowhere?

It was a truth they found hard to accept.

“Martial Uncle Mo, you already knew, didn’t you?” Qin Ruoling asked.

The others turned their eyes toward him as well. From the moment he first met Lin Xun, Mo Lanshan had remarked that Ye Chunjun had met his match this time.

Now, that prediction proved true. Mo Lanshan smiled. “If you knew his name, perhaps you wouldn’t be so surprised.”

“What’s his name?” Qin Ruoling’s curiosity deepened.

“Lin Xun.”

“Lin Xun?!”

Qin Ruoling, Huang Muji, and the others were stunned before realization struck. They recalled all the sensational events that had shaken the Eternal True Realm in recent years and the wanted Fangchun Mountain successor who was hunted by many Immortal Imperial Clans.

“Him?”

It seemed almost unreal. The legendary Lin Xun was ferocious, cold-blooded, and ruthless. He had carved a bloody path from the Great Thousand Battle Domain to the Eternal True Realm, from the First Heaven Domain all the way to the Sixth Heaven Realm. His hands were stained with blood.

Who could have imagined that this peerless murderer would turn out to be the calm, composed, and striking young man they had met earlier? Realization also dawned on Ye Chunjun. “Lin Xun...Lin Daoyuan...so it was him.”

At once, he asked, “Martial Uncle, I still don’t understand why you stopped the spar between us?”

Mo Lanshan patted Ye Chunjun’s shoulder. “You’ve suppressed your cultivation for many years, waiting for the right moment to make a steady breakthrough into the Immortal Stage. At a time like this, your state of mind must not be disturbed.”

Ye Chunjun’s expression grew complicated. “Martial Uncle...were you worried that losing to Lin Xun’s strongest attack would leave a shadow in my heart?”

Mo Lanshan did not deny it. Qin Ruoling and the others exchanged glances.

After a long silence, Ye Chunjun finally said in a low voice, “I’m not afraid of losing. But it’s clear that, in Martial Uncle’s eyes, I was certain to lose that battle...”

Seeing this, Mo Lanshan realized things were taking a bad turn and quickly explained, “I was just being cautious. I never actually thought you would lose.”

Ye Chunjun let out a sigh, “Martial Uncle, I know you meant well, but this only makes me feel worse. Losing is one thing, but knowing I was destined to lose is another.”

Mo Lanshan slapped his own forehead and said with a wry smile, “Blame me for overstepping. If I knew this would trouble your heart so much, I never would’ve intervened.”

Ye Chunjun shook his head, his eyes resolute. “Martial Uncle, don’t blame yourself. If the opportunity arises, I’ll challenge him again to another duel. Even if I lose, I’ll lose without regrets!”

Qin Ruoling blurted out, “Then Martial Uncle, hurry and go catch that guy and make him fight Senior Brother Chunjun again.”

Mo Lanshan was indeed tempted, and he secretly began pondering how to invite Lin Xun back. Ye Chunjun was speechless, then said with a helpless smile, “Junior Sister, don’t be ridiculous. If Lin Xun doesn’t come to the Origin Sect in three years, I’ll go find him myself.”

After this incident, Qin Ruoling, Huang Muji, Meng Haochen, and Zhuo Lin all etched Lin Xun’s name firmly into their memories.

At that moment, something seemed to occur to Mo Lanshan. With a confident smile, he said, “Don’t worry, I can guarantee that kid Lin Xun will most likely become a member of our sect. Just wait and see.”

......

Shortly after Lin Xun left, the vast Mystic Forbidden Realm that loomed over the Rowdy Demon Sea faded.

Watching from afar, he could only smile wryly. Despite all his planning, he never expected the Origin Sect Ancestral Court would beat him to it.

With someone like Mo Lanshan overseeing the situation, even Immortals from the Sixth Heaven Domain would be powerless, let alone him, a mere supreme Emperor Ancestor.

“Nine kinds of restriction law power...” Lin Xun thought bitterly, but there was nothing he could do. After all, they were from the Origin Sect Ancestral Court...

Still, he didn’t hold any grudge. Competing for fortunes had always been like this. Not every opportunity was meant to be yours. Moreover, Lin Xun believed Mo Lanshan’s explanation.

If the Sealing Execution law spirit truly belonged to a powerful figure of the Origin Sect, then even if he got his hands on it, it would’ve been a burden, like holding a hot coal. What was even more remarkable was that Mo Lanshan, despite being an unfathomable Immortal, never once acted overbearing or aggressively, nor did he try to force Lin Xun into a dead end.

On the contrary, he even gave Lin Xun a jade pendant, intending to recommend him to the Origin Sect Ancestral Court. It was this kind of grace and open-heartedness that made it impossible for Lin Xun to bear any resentment.

On that same day, he left the Rowdy Demon Sea.

Half a month later...

Dragon Ridge Mountain Range.

Upon returning, Lin Xun immediately sensed something unusual. The entire mountain range was blanketed in a strange, duel-layered law power. It was none other than the aura of the cursed law power!

“Mister Lu actually refined the cursed law a month ahead of schedule?” Lin Xun couldn’t help exclaiming, but he also felt a sense of relief

The cursed law was a fourth grade Heaven Rank law power. It was strong enough to enable the Luo Clan to migrate to the Seventh Heaven Domain and establish a firm foothold!

Furthermore, even if they chose to remain in the Sixth Heaven Domain, no one would dare provoke them anymore! While deep in thought, Lin Xun flew toward the Dragon Ridge Mountain Range. The journey was smooth and unhindered.

However, before he reached Jianjia Peak, his grandfather, Luo Xiao, came rushing over and delivered a piece of news. A few days ago, a distinguished guest had come to visit Lin Xun. They were now waiting at Jianjia Peak, with Lu Boya personally receiving them.

As for who it was, Luo Xiao only smiled mysteriously. “You’ll know once you see them.”

Lin Xun’s curiosity was immediately piqued. He was certain that since Mister Lu was receiving them personally, the ‘guest’ couldn’t possibly be an enemy.

But who could it be?

While pondering, Lin Xun quickened his pace. When he reached the summit of Jianjia Peak, he saw two figures seated at the edge of a cliff where ancient pines swayed gracefully in the wind. They sat across from each other at a stone table, leisurely sipping tea and chatting.

One of them was Mister Lu.

The other...

When Lin Xun saw the figure, his eyes widened with shock, and an expression of disbelief spread across his face.