The Prodigies War-Chapter 2678 Ungrateful

The Seventh Heaven Domain was divided into the Central Core Region and the Four Great Starfields. Since ancient times, thirty-six blessed lands had been scattered across the Central Core Region.

The blessed lands could be called the place where the spiritual essence of heaven and earth gathered, nurturing the primordial source. They had been known since ancient times as the Thirty-Six Dao Veins!

For countless ages, the thirty-six blessed lands had endured in the world, though the immortal powers occupying them had changed more times than one could count. The reason was simple. Any force that commanded Heaven Rank laws coveted the chance to establish its root in one of these lands.

The struggle for a blessed land was destined to end in bloodshed. The defeated could only withdraw in shame. The victor would claim the blessed lands as their own. It could be said that in this Central Core Region, the Immortal Imperial Clans who held one of the thirty-six blessed lands represented the thirty-six most powerful forces there.

Above the Central Core Region lay the Four Great Starfields: Tianxuan, Tianying, Ziwei, and Qingguang.

In the Four Great Starfields were the twelve grotto heavens. Within each of these starfields were three grotto heavens.

In the Seventh Heaven Domain, the twelve grotto heavens were revered as the land of immortal ancestry and the origin of all daos. They were regarded as the finest cultivation grounds in the entire domain. Since ancient times, they had been occupied by the most ancient and formidable immortal powers.

Each of these immortal forces commanded ninth grade Heaven Rank law powers, and far more than just one!

For example, among the Donghuang’s Four Clans, the Nan, Gu, Li, and Yun were entrenched in the grotto heavens of the Qingguang Starfield. The number of ninth grade Heaven Ranke laws each commanded ranged from three to five to as many as seven or eight. Their foundations were incomparably deep.

Unlike the thirty-six blessed lands of the Central Core Region, the immortal forces rooted in the twelve grotto heavens of the Four Great Starfields had changed little over countless ages.

As the saying went, those who endure only grow stronger. The older the foundation, the more terrifying the power.

If the immortal forces occupying the thirty-six blessed lands could be considered top-tier within the Central Core Region, then those holding the twelve grotto heavens were true overlords of the entire Seventh Heaven Domain!

In short, the thirty-six blessed places of the Central Core Region and the twelve grottos heavens of the Four Great Starfields were home to the most powerful Immortal Imperial Clans in the Seventh Heaven Domain!

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The Seventh Heaven Domain was beyond measure, completely different from the Sixth Heaven Domain. Almost every immortal force scattered across its lands commanded Heaven Rank law powers.

In addition to the twelve grotto heavens and the thirty-six blessed lands, countless other Immortal Imperial Clans, great and small, were also entrenched throughout the rest of this land. For so many immortal forces to be able to take root within a single domain, one could well imagine just how boundless the Seventh Heaven Domain truly was!

Cultivators of the Seventh Heaven Domain shared a common understanding: Here, even Immortals must keep a low profile!

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Misty Rain City.

This was a colossal metropolis in the Central Core Region. Tens of thousands of miles away was the Emerald Bamboo Blessed Land, one of the thirty-six blessed lands, ruled by the Immortal Imperial Zhuang Clan.

A month after leaving the Sixth Heaven Domain, Lin Xun, guided by Jun Huan, arrived in Misty Rain City and took up temporary residence. Misty drizzle pattered softly against the eaves, pooling into glistening beads that rolled to the ground like strings of crystal pearls.

Seated beneath the eaves, he gazed out at the hazy-rain-veiled world, a sense of calm settling over him. By now, he had gained a general understanding of the Seventh Heaven Domain, including the twelve grotto heavens, its thirty-six blessed lands, and its boundless, magnificent landscapes.

Here, countless legends had unfolded, while untold joys and sorrows were playing out every moment. However, none of this had anything to do with Lin Xun. At most, he was a mere passerby.

By dusk, the clouds at the horizon blazed like fire, dazzling and resplendent. The rain still fell, but the fine mist was bathed in strands of shimmering light from the glowing clouds. This was how the city earned its name: Misty Rain City.

In this city, it rained only twice a year, yet each rainfall lasted for half the year...

Suddenly, Lin Xun’s eyes lit up. In the distance, a tightly closed door swung open. Jun Huan stepped out, tall, slender, and clad in a pink robe embroidered with rosy cloud patterns. An oil-paper umbrella rested lightly in her fair, supple hands. She was like an ethereal fairy who had stepped out of a mist-shrouded painting.

Her jet-black hair was coiled into an elegant bun, framing a flawless, delicate face. When her eyes moved, they seemed to carry a thousand charms that could stir the soul.

So what if she was disguised as a man? Her beauty was still enough to astonish all living beings.

At this moment, however, her expression was tinged with displeasure. The instant she stepped through the door, she flung the umbrella aside, her rosy lips pressed into a blade-sharp line as a glimmer of anger flashed in her limpid eyes.

Lin Xun immediately rose to greet her. “Senior Sister, which bastard dared to offend you?”

Jun Huan walked to the eaves and claimed the rocking chair Lin Xun had just vacated. Leaning back, she released a long sigh before saying, “I didn’t expect that old bastard from the Zhuang Clan would go back on his word!”

Lin Xun looked puzzled. “Senior Sister, what happened?”

After arriving in the Seventh Heaven Domain, Jun Huan had brought Lin Xun straight to Misty Rain City. Not long after, she left alone for the nearby Emerald Bamboo Blessed Land that was under the control of the Immortal Imperial Zhuang Clan.

However, Lin Xun had no idea what Jun Huan had gone there to do. It was obvious from her expression now that she had been humiliated at the Zhuang Clan.

Jun Huan thought for a moment before saying, “An old ancestor of the Zhuang Clan, named Zhuang Shiliu, was chosen by the Origin Sect Ancestral Court in his youth and went there to cultivate. Today, he serves as a deacon of the Origin Clarity Pavilion, one of the three great pavilions of the Origin Sect.

“Third Senior Sister was the one who told me about him. She said that before taking you to the Origin Sect Ancestral Court, I should first pay a visit to the Zhuang Clan. Through them, we could establish contact with Zhuang Shiliu. If we could gain his support, it would definitely help you when it comes to entering the Origin Clarity Pavilion in the future.”

At this, a cold light flashed in Jun Huan’s eyes. “Who would have thought the Zhuang Clan could be so ungrateful?”

Lin Xun raised an eyebrow. “Senior Sister, what do you mean?”

“Junior Brother, you may not know this, but the Zhuang Clan’s progenitor came from the Ancient Nebula Road, just like us. In the primeval era, he was one of the very first experts to set foot in the Eternal True Realm.

“Back then, when Master was on his way to the Ninth Heaven Domain, he did a huge favor for the Zhuang Clan’s progenitor here in the Seventh Heaven Domain. In fact, without Master’s help, the Zhuang Clan would never have been qualified to claim the Emerald Bamboo Blessed Land!”

According to Jun Huan’s account...

The progenitor of the Zhuang Clan was a man of peerless talent. After years of wandering, he finally obtained a Heaven Rank law power and firmly established himself in the Seventh Heaven Domain.

However, he was not content to stop there. After years of preparation, he set his sights on the Emerald Bamboo Blessed Land and launched a bloody struggle for it that lasted ten years.

In the end, his forces suffered heavy damage, and he himself was hunted, forced to hide from place to place with no refuge to be found.

It was then, as the Lord of Fangchun Mountain passed through the Seventh Heaven Domain on his way to the Ninth, that he encountered the Zhuang Clan’s progenitor in dire straits and extended a hand to save him.

In the end, with the Lord of Fangchun Mountain’s help, the Zhuang Clan’s progenitor finally seized the Emerald Bamboo Blessed Land! This was why Jun Huan said that without their master’s intervention, the Zhuang Clan would never have had the qualifications to occupy that blessed land.

To express his gratitude for the Lord of Fangchun Mountain’s aid, the Zhuang Clan’s progenitor had sworn an oath: If any successor of Fangchun Mountain ever asked for help, the Zhuang Clan would do everything in their power to repay the favor.

This vow had been passed down through generations. However, who would have thought that countless years later, when Jun Huan visited the Zhuang Clan as a successor of Fangchun Mountain and sought Zhuang Shiliu’s assistance for Lin Xun, they would flatly refuse!

A refusal might have been tolerable. After all, times change, people change, and the debts of the past may lose their weight.

Unfortunately, what Jun Huan hadn’t expected was the barely concealed mockery in their words and the arrogant contempt in their tone. This was what ignited her fury.

Upon hearing this, a cold glint flickered in Lin Xun's eyes. “This Zhuang Clan has truly gone too far. Ungrateful is one thing, but to openly mock us? What do they take Fangchun Mountain for?”

Jun Huan’s voice dropped low and her delicate features twisted with anger she struggled to contain. “They called us nothing but wandering souls, doomed to be wiped out at any moment. Those Ten Immortal Giants of the Eighth Heaven Domain would show us no mercy. They even told us to leave at once and made it clear they wanted nothing to do with us.”

She sighed softly, “It’s my fault for not thinking it through carefully. I thought the Zhuang Clan would honor Master’s favor, but now it seems they’ve long regarded our Fangchun Mountain as a curse and try to avoid us at all costs.”

Lin Xun’s eyes suddenly turned icy cold. “Senior Sister, we can’t just let this go. Ungrateful or not, since this Emerald Bamboo Blessed Land was claimed with Master’s help, then we, his disciples, have the duty to reclaim it!”

Jun Huan paused in surprise before bursting into laughter. “Junior Brother, you speak the exact thoughts I had in my mind. Those ungrateful, cold-hearted scoundrels must be made to pay!”

Lin Xun immediately said, “Senior Sister, when do we strike?”

Jun Huan was at the Nirvana Spirit Immortal Stage, while his Nirvana law power could counter the law powers of the Zhuang Clan. Even if they couldn’t completely overthrow the Zhuang Clan, they would still be able to inflict heavy damage!

Watching Lin Xun’s eyes sharpen like a blade being honed, Jun Huan was briefly taken aback, a strange sparkle shimmering in her beautiful eyes.

“Senior Sister, why are you staring at me like that?” Lin Xun asked.

Jun Huan rose from the rocking chair, lifted her chin slightly and gazed at Lin Xun with a dazzling smile that could captivate the world.

“Kid, you’re the only one who really cares about your senior sister!” Then she reached out and gently pinched Lin Xun’s cheek with her slender, fair fingers. Her exquisitely beautiful face was filled with fondness. “But this time, I’ve decided to hold back.”

It was the first time Lin Xun had felt a woman pinch his cheek so intimately, so he felt a bit awkward. However, when he heard Jun Huan’s words, his brow furrowed. “Why are you holding back? Senior Sister, are you worried you can’t defeat them?”