Beastmaster of the Ages

“Lin Feng, third place!” Ever since entering the Oldgod Domain, Tianming had had a meteoric rise and his image had made a complete reversal. When he had overwhelmed Yishker Bushghan, he’d aroused the most explosive commotion yet.

As the minor reges mundi ranking had entered its endgame, the audience had swelled to higher numbers. With less than four hundred screens to watch, the survivors also had more focus on each of them. The Infinitum Swordsea burst with excitement when Tianming defeated the Yishker Clan’s strongest disciple.

“Our Swordgod Lin Clan’s disciple is now the third!”

“Lin Feng is a model for our generation!”

“Who will still dare to criticize him? Does he need to kneel to the ebons to seize glory? He’s already our glory!”

“We can’t lose our backbone even if we ally with the ebons. If we bow and scrape, they’ll only look down on us. Lin Feng proves that using the sword in our hand is the best way to gain our allies and enemies’ respect, not wagging our tails like a dog!”

The last words had come from the ninth branch, not the second.

Too many people were feeling proud now, and even the fencesitters were sighing with praise for Tianming. As for the sarcastic members of the third, fifth, and seventh branches, many had turned green. They all hid and didn’t dare to make a peep.

“Who isn’t convinced yet? Third on the minor reges mundi ranking!”

“Which of you can become third on the minor reges mundi ranking?”

“If you can’t… just shut up in front of the second patriarch and Lin Feng in the future!”

For the Lin Clan members who had been feeling stifled, it felt so good to let it all out!

”Our clan has been quiet for so long. Who would’ve expected a junior to have a fame that shakes the world!”

”Everything changed a hundred years ago. Who could’ve expected that when we needed him the most, Lin Mu’s son would atone for his father’s sins and reclaim our lost face?”

”Wonderful, wonderful!”

Many people were crying due to long years of dejection. No one loved the Lin Clan more than them.

Suddenly, a majestic and impassioned declaration rang out from the council hall.

”As Lin Feng has performed exceptionally during the minor reges mundi ranking and won glory for the clan, the council has decided to raise his disciple grade to the highest, Swordgod Disciple! He can freely use all cultivation grounds within the clan. Furthermore, he’s also awarded a million merit points. He’ll earn even more rewards if he makes further accomplishments!” The voice covered the entire Infinitum Swordsea like booming thunder.

”That’s the Ninth Branch Master! Has he acknowledged Lin Feng too?”

“A Swordgod Disciple is above even a grade-seven disciple! He must be the only one in this generation, right?”

“He’s the only one in the past thousand years! That last one was Lin Lingxiao over a thousand years ago.”

”I remember the second patriarch wasn’t one when he was younger. Only Ku was!”

”Right, Lin Jie, our Lord of Discipline wasn’t either. A swordgod disciple has to be the most glorious of a generation and has to render great merit.”

”Lin Feng is worthy. Lin Lingxiao himself only rose to the fifth rank and was crowned a swordgod disciple because of it.”

”A swordgod disciple is on par with a branch master in status.”

”Lin Feng has status now? Not bad.”

”It’s the council’s decision, which means Lin Feng won most of them over.”

”How could anyone even object?”

”Right, he performed so well there’s no way to rationally object!”

”A million merit points! How much can you buy with that?”

”I am so, so jealous.…”

Tianming’s reputation had instantly soared to match Lin Lingxiao’s. Over half of the clan now had a positive impression of him, which gave them the loudest voice.

He was now leagues apart from Lin Jianxing, who had formerly shone so brightly.

“Before he departed, no one noticed him, and those who did mocked him.”

“When he returns, he’ll be covered in glory and have everyone’s protection!”

“Let’s not look too far ahead. We don’t know if he can make it back at all, yet….”

The entire Lin Clan shifted their attention back to the screens.

……

At the Oldgod Domain, Dongshen Yue was crying as she grabbed Lin Xiao’s beard. “Lao’er! Lao’er!”

“Ow! That hurts, beautiful! If you have something to say, say it slowly!”

“Feng’er! He became a Swordgod Disciple! When he gets out, he’ll have a million merit points, status and wealth both!” Dongshen Yue was emotional.

“Ah…. It seems like Brother Xiong and the rest must’ve helped quite a bit.” Lin Xiao’s gaze trembled.

“Because he did well. Even the fifth ranker became a swordgod disciple in the past, so how could third not? Now you’ll be equal in rank to your grandson!” Dongshen Yue said with disdain.

“Hah! That’s just how good I am. You, on the other hand? Your status is lower than your grandson’s,” Lin Xiao said.

“Are you asking for a beating?” Dongshen Yue glared, but didn’t pursue it any further.

The two excitedly clasped hands.

“The most important thing is his new status, not the merit points. Just in time, too, a swordgod disciple is the symbol of our clan’s future….” Lin Xiao’s eyes shone.

“Right! This came exactly when we needed it!” Dongshen Yue said that because everyone now believed Lin Feng had killed Guchi Xiaoyin.

If the ebons ignored the Infinitum Bodhimanda’s rules and wanted to apprehend him, it would be troublesome. However, Tianming was now tied to the entire clan and his chances of staying safe had risen to ninety percent.