Within My Sect, All Realms Unite-Chapter 40: The Truth

Just as Yan Feng looked toward Lin Xiaotian, he silently circulated his Qi, intending to crush the jade token in his hand.

However, before he could act, a stream of information suddenly surged into his mind, causing his expression to change slightly.

The jade token... was not an ordinary item, but a recording stone.

Within his consciousness, an image slowly formed.

Zhao Lingyue’s figure appeared before him, her beautiful face slightly pale, with tears clinging to her eyelashes as if she had been holding them back for a long time.

She seemed to be looking directly at him. "By the time you are seeing this... I will already be gone."

Hearing her voice, Yan Feng’s brows furrowed slightly, a trace of confusion appearing within his eyes.

"Yan Feng... you are the only one I have ever loved in this life, and no one will ever take your place."

Her voice trembled faintly, yet she forced herself to continue. "But I do not want anything to happen to you because of me."

Yan Feng’s gaze darkened slightly.

...What is she trying to say?

"The truth is... I have been chosen as the Saintess of one of the premier sects of the Upper Seven Regions Nine Abyss Yin Pavilion."

She paused briefly, as if struggling with her own words. "And before you think I have become arrogant or distant..."

A self-deprecating smile appeared on her face. "I am only a Saintess in name."

"The truth is... I possess a unique constitution, and I am being prepared as a furnace for the Divine Son of the sect."

The words were calm, yet they carried a quiet despair that could not be hidden.

Yan Feng’s pupils contracted slightly. "At that time... I had no choice." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"If I refused, then the entire Yangzhou region, my father, my family, and even you would have been destroyed."

Her voice grew softer. "The only reason I am still alive... is because I am useful."

A faint tremor ran through her body, but she did not stop. "If I had died there, disaster would still have befallen Yangzhou... and after reaching that place, I realized that I would not even have the freedom to choose death."

Yan Feng’s fingers slowly tightened unconsciously. "But... I overheard something."

Her eyes flickered faintly with a trace of fragile hope. "To fully awaken my physique, I must reach the Palace Formation stage and gather several rare heavenly materials."

"I do not know if I am being selfish...But I will not forget you, Yan Feng." she continued "And I will wait... for the day I can see you again in this life."

Her voice softened further, almost to a whisper. "Lingyue belongs only to you."

"I will not be defiled."

As she said this, tears finally slipped down her cheeks. The image flickered slightly and then... it ended.

Silence.

Yan Feng stood there motionless, his expression unreadable. For a brief moment, nothing changed. Then his fingers suddenly clenched tightly around the jade token.

A faint crackling sound echoed softly as his Qi surged uncontrollably for a brief instant before being forcefully suppressed.

His gaze darkened ...So that’s the truth.

He slowly lifted his head and looked toward Lin Xiaotian. Something within his gaze had changed.

The hesitation that once lingered there had completely vanished, replaced by a quiet, burning intensity an unspoken mix of anger, shame, and resolve.

"Master..." His voice was low, yet steady. "I want to become the strongest."

The moment those words left his mouth, the air inside the hall seemed to grow heavier.

Lin Xiaotian’s eyes gleamed faintly. Then, a wide grin slowly spread across his face.

Far away, within the depths of the sect’s Weapon Hall, the seven chained Divine Weapons suddenly trembled.

A low hum echoed through the hall as the ancient chains binding them began to rattle violently, as if responding to a long-awaited call.

Sword intent flickered and Qi shadows surged. Ancient pressure spread outward in waves before being forcefully suppressed by the formation surrounding them.

It was as if something had finally stirred them from their long slumber.

Back in the grand hall, Lin Xiaotian’s smile deepened. "Good."

Lin Xiaotian spoke calmly, his tone as steady as ever. "She left the moment your conversation ended."

He paused slightly before continuing, his gaze thoughtful. "The ring she was wearing carried a concealed teleportation formation... most likely something prepared by the Nine Abyss Yin Pavilion."

Yan Feng’s eyes widened slightly as he looked toward Lin Xiaotian, a trace of shock flashing across his expression.

He noticed that as well...?

For a brief moment, he remained silent. Then, he lowered his head and cupped his hands respectfully. "Master... thank you for not intervening."

His voice was calm, yet firm. "This... is my battle."

Lin Xiaotian looked at him quietly, his eyes narrowing ever so slightly.

A faint smile appeared on Lin Xiaotian’s face as he looked at Yan Feng. "Is that so... brat? Acting all cocky in front of your master?"

Hearing this, Yan Feng’s face flushed slightly, a trace of embarrassment flashing across his expression. "Yes, Master."

Without daring to say anything further, he cupped his hands hastily before turning around and leaving the hall.

Lin Xiaotian watched his departing figure before letting out a soft sigh. "Hah... all of my disciples seem to bring trouble one after another."

A faint smile lingered on his lips, though his eyes carried a deeper, calculating glint. "It seems the coming years will be... quite fruitfully enjoyable."

He paused briefly, his gaze turning distant. "But to enjoy them...We must first become stronger."

At that very moment, the long-silent system suddenly echoed within his mind.

Ding.

Sect Fortune Activated

Sect Reputation Activated.

Mission System Activated.

Lin Xiaotian’s eyes narrowed slightly.

[Primary Mission: Rise of the Sect] Become the premier sect of the Yangzhou Region within five years.

[Secondary Mission: Expansion] Conquer the Beast Forest.

The notifications slowly faded, and Lin Xiaotian looked at them with satisfaction. Good... I was in dire need of points after all. Now he finally had ways to obtain them.

Then his gaze shifted toward the last incomplete mission, his eyes narrowing slightly as he thought about it. Looks like the Beast Forest will not remain peaceful for long.

Then his eyes shifted to a long unclaimed mission reward it required taking Han Leu as an elder, and the reward was the Golden Meridian Revival Art. He had nearly forgotten about it all. His gaze flickered with interest before turning toward Elder Han.

"Elder Han, it is time to diagnose your condition. Follow me to my chamber." In the next instant, both of them disappeared, teleported away.