You don't want your secret to be revealed by others, right?-Chapter 152 - 1. World Token

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Lin Yue suppressed the thoughts in his heart and put away the stone sculpture of the Blood Sea Saint Mother.

Then, he picked up the pendant and began to investigate it by injecting primordial power.

This pendant was the storage treasure of the Great Saint.

"Oh?"

After exploring the storage space for a while, Lin Yue suddenly discovered something special.

"What is this?"

With a thought, a seemingly ordinary stone token appeared in Lin Yue’s hand.

This stone token faintly emitted an ancient aura, with the words "Tianxia" visible on it.

Master, upon seeing this, couldn’t help but exclaim, "Sect Leader, this is the World Token. For the Heavenly Born Sect’s Saint Heir to possess such a treasure, it seems his strength has been recognized by the Tianxia Building."

"Tianxia Building?"

Lin Yue said, "I remember you mentioned that once my martial arts are accomplished, I could try visiting the Tianxia Building."

"Yes," Master nodded, "The Tianxia Building is an incredibly mysterious organization, never competing for dominance nor accepting disciples. However, as long as one’s Daoist practice is recognized by the Tianxia Building, they can obtain this World Token. If one sells the World Token to the Tianxia Building, they can exchange it for any first-grade magic treasure."

"Is that all?" Lin Yue asked, perplexed.

Magic treasures are divided into nine grades based on quality and power, and above them are the True Treasures, used only by great cultivators.

Although a first-grade magic treasure is precious, it shouldn’t be so special that Master insists I try the Tianxia Building, right?

"Of course not."

Master smiled and said, "The World Token itself is a peculiar treasure. Once acknowledged by this treasure, one can use it to enter an illusion world where you can clash with numerous cultivators around the world."

"Illusion world?" Lin Yue raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Sect Leader, why not try it now."

Master’s soft voice said, "This World Token is already an ownerless item. Sect Leader can perform blood recognition."

Lin Yue glanced at it and immediately performed blood recognition.

The next moment, he suddenly felt a strange force drawing from the stone token, instantly pulling his mind and consciousness into it.

The sensation was much like when he inherited that mind forbidden technique.

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In a daze, Lin Yue felt his consciousness gradually gain a sense of reality, as if he had returned to his physical body.

But when he opened his eyes, he found himself in a world covered in a thick white mist, extending endlessly.

"Pass the five tests to enter the Tianxia Building."

At this moment, an ethereal and illusionary voice, as though many people spoke simultaneously, suddenly arose, "Age eighteen, practicing the Ancient God’s Way, following the physical body and primordial power path, has broken through the Five Elements Heavenly Barrier."

Lin Yue looked up.

The ethereal, illusionary overlapping voice seemed to resound throughout the world, with no discernible source.

"The first test."

The ethereal, illusionary overlapping voice stated, "Interrupt the wooden stake before you within the time of one incense stick. Any requests should be made now."

The next instant, Lin Yue realized a man-high wooden stake, about two feet thick, had appeared before him, looking completely ordinary.

Beside it hovered a slowly burning incense stick.

"Break it barehanded?"

Lin Yue raised an eyebrow slightly and immediately said, "I need a saber."

As he spoke, the Mystic Iron Battle Saber he used in reality naturally came to mind.

Then, in his hand appeared a saber almost identical in design to the Mystic Iron Battle Saber, with similar touch and weight.

Was this a dream world?

Lin Yue was somewhat surprised, but he didn’t dwell on it, instead he channelled his full power. At the same time, he brewed the Wind and Fire Realm and even tried to activate the mind forbidden technique.

His physical body, primordial power were the same as reality, and the mind forbidden technique indeed activated successfully.

A few breaths later, following the Wind and Fire Realm, Lin Yue slashed out a saber strike.

"Whoosh!"

The sharp blade gleamed, accompanied by the roaring wind and fire, instantly striking the stationary wooden stake!

However—

"Thud!"

After a dull sound, Lin Yue’s saber barely penetrated the stake, getting wedged just a bit in.

Just over half an inch, about six tenths.

"Hmm?"

Lin Yue paused for a moment.

He had not dared to underestimate this test at all, using his strongest strike right away, yet he hadn’t expected to cut in only this much?

This stake had a diameter of two feet!

Assuming each strike precisely hit the same spot, cutting in six tenths each time would take over thirty strikes to break it?

Lin Yue glanced at the incense stick hovering nearby, already burned more than a third.

In such short time, three or four cuts at most would be possible.

And most importantly—

After using this ultimate killing skill, he already sensed internal harm, meaning even with recovery power matching reality, he could swing only four or five cuts at most within one incense stick’s time.

This was his limit.

In other words, he had no hope of breaking the stake now.

"Can’t even pass the first test..."

Lin Yue shook his head slightly and didn’t bother continuing.

No wonder the Heavenly Born Sect’s Saint Heir had exceptional prowess, recognized by the Tianxia Building, and even Master was a bit surprised. Was the first test already this difficult?

In this case, any cultivator eligible to enter the so-called illusion world, "Tianxia Building," wouldn’t be any lesser than the Heavenly Born Sect’s Saint Heir.

"If it were Grandpa, he’d surely pass easily..."

Lin Yue suddenly thought of Elder Tu, sighing.

A truly unbeatable figure below the great cultivator, even instantly killing a strong cultivator like the Heavenly Born Sect’s Saint Heir was terrifying.

The stele’s master two hundred years ago was also an unbeatable figure below the great cultivator.