Within My Sect, All Realms Unite-Chapter 37: Uninvited Guest’s

A month had barely passed when Lin Xiaotian suddenly opened his eyes, his brows furrowing slightly as his gaze shifted toward the sect’s entrance.

Some uninvited guests had arrived, and they were people he did not recognize.

Without hesitation, he immediately summoned Han Leu.

In the next moment, Han Leu appeared inside the chamber, slightly out of breath as if he had rushed over without stopping for even a second.

The moment he arrived, he spoke with a faint pout on his face, his tone filled with restrained grievance.

"Sect Master... you called your First Elder... and then made me wait outside for an entire month?"

Lin Xiaotian’s expression stiffened slightly, and only then did he remember Han Leu’s condition. Damn... I completely forgot about him.

A trace of awkwardness flashed across his face, but it disappeared just as quickly. I cannot lose my authority... and besides, it was all because of those two monstrous little brats.

He coughed lightly, forcing a calm and composed expression as if nothing unusual had happened. "Ahem... it was necessary, Elder Han, as I was researching your condition."

His tone remained steady, almost convincing even to himself. "But it seems someone has suddenly barged into our sect."

Hearing this, Han Leu’s expression immediately darkened as a cold light flashed through his eyes. Someone actually dared to intrude at such a moment.

His aura surged slightly as killing intent began leaking from his body, causing the atmosphere inside the chamber to grow heavy and oppressive.

Seeing this, Lin Xiaotian hurriedly raised his hand to stop him before the situation escalated further. "Let us first see who they are."

Before Han Leu could respond, space distorted slightly around them as both of them vanished from the chamber.

In the next instant, the two appeared above the sect’s entrance, standing silently in the sky as they looked down at the visitors below.

The moment Han Leu saw the guests, his pupils shrank slightly, and an intense mixture of rage and disdain erupted from deep within his eyes.

Seeing this reaction, Lin Xiaotian raised an eyebrow slightly, curiosity appearing on his face. "Who are they, Elder Han?"

Han Leu forcibly suppressed the emotions within his heart before shifting his attention back to Lin Xiaotian.

"Sect Master... that old man is a royal messenger from the empire, the very one rumored to have arrived at Maple Leaf City recently."

He paused briefly before his gaze turned colder. "And that girl standing beside him... is the youngest princess of the Zhao Empire—Zhao Lingyue."

Hearing this, Lin Xiaotian’s eyes lit up slightly as interest flickered within them. "Oh? Is this the same princess who annulled her engagement with Yan Feng?"

Han Leu nodded slowly, hatred still lingering within his expression as his voice turned slightly colder.

"This girl was once considered the most talented genius in the entire Yangzhou region for the past century."

He let out a faint scoff. "But compared to Yan Feng... she was nothing."

"The emperor issued a decree for their marriage back then, and for reasons unknown, Brother Yan agreed to it."

Han Leu frowned slightly. "Perhaps he saw something in her that I did not... but in my eyes, she was not even worthy of licking Yan Feng’s shoes when his cultivation was intact."

Hearing this, Lin Xiaotian’s curiosity deepened as his gaze slowly shifted toward Zhao Lingyue.

Without hesitation, he extended his perception and carefully scanned her condition.

The moment his senses touched her his pupils suddenly contracted. Hidden beneath her seemingly ordinary aura was something terrifying.

A concealed physique... one that even the heavens might struggle to suppress.

A faint system panel silently appeared before his eyes.

[Physique: Chaos Yin Creation Furnace (混沌阴炉体)]

A primordial Yin physique formed from the origin of Chaos, possessing the ability to devour, refine, and recreate all forms of energy.

During dual cultivation, this physique acts as a supreme furnace—amplifying energy circulation, purifying impurities, and generating origin essence.

Partners receive greatly enhanced cultivation gains, while the host converts excess energy into permanent foundation growth.

Growth Potential: Unlimited

Special Trait: Mutual Amplification

Status: Sealed / Awakening

Lin Xiaotian’s expression remained calm on the surface, but deep within his heart, a storm had already begun to rise.

Interesting... very interesting.

Lin Xiaotian glanced toward Elder Han and spoke calmly, a faint smile appearing on his face.

"Let us give our guests a proper welcome."

In the next instant, he completely suppressed his aura down to the Nascent Soul level, hiding all fluctuations with flawless control.

At the same time, he glanced toward Han Leu and signaled him silently to suppress his aura to the Golden Core Realm.

Then, with a subtle wave of his hand, the illusion formation that encompassed the entire sect quietly shifted.

The overwhelming grandeur of the sect was concealed, transforming the surroundings into something far more modest, yet still astonishing enough to impress ordinary cultivators.

Without wasting another moment, Lin Xiaotian directly teleported to the sect gate and pushed it open.

Just as the gate began to open, a slightly annoyed voice reached his ears from outside.

"What kind of wretched sect is this, Uncle Wang? They do not even bother to welcome us properly when the youngest princess and a royal messenger are standing here."

The old man beside her tried to speak calmly, clearly attempting to ease the situation. However, he found it difficult to suppress the young girl’s temper.

As the gate fully opened, both of them instinctively turned their gaze forward. At that moment, the smiling figures of Lin Xiaotian and Han Leu entered their view.

Lin Xiaotian stepped forward slightly and gave a polite bow, his expression calm and composed. "I apologize for my lateness, Your Highness."

The old man’s pupils shrank slightly as he sensed Lin Xiaotian’s cultivation.

Without hesitation, Wang Haotian stepped forward and hurriedly raised his hand to stop him. "There is no need, Sect Master. You are not late we have only just arrived."

Hearing this, Lin Xiaotian smiled faintly, his tone becoming slightly more courteous. "You are too humble, Royal Messenger. Please... come inside the sect."