Wu dong Qian Kun: I, Lin Langtian, Refuse to be a Supporting Character

When Lin Langtian demanded one million Nirvana Pills for their safe exit, Luo Yantian and Mu Huang’s faces darkened. Although the sum wasn’t a huge loss for them, as a King and General of the Daqian Dynasty, they had never faced such humiliation. Even members of the Ten Great Super Dynasties wouldn’t dare treat them this way.

Yet, seeing Lin Langtian’s unyielding expression, the two exchanged a frustrated look. Silently swallowing their rage, they each flung a spatial pouch towards him.

”Fine. Take it. But remember, news of you obtaining the Four Great Sects’ inheritance has spread. We’re hardly the only ones interested,” Luo Yantian sneered, giving Lin Langtian no chance to respond as he and Mu Huang swiftly transformed into streaks of light, vanishing on the horizon.

With the departure of the two, the tense atmosphere that had gripped the city dissipated. As the onlookers’ gazes turned skyward, a mix of awe and disbelief filled their eyes. Witnessing Lin Langtian, a young man from a lesser dynasty, forcing powerful members of a super dynasty to pay for their safe passage was difficult to comprehend.

”Senior Brother!” Mo Ling and the others gathered around, their faces brimming with excitement. The Flame Alliance, created by Lin Langtian, was his legacy. His decisive and powerful display represented not just his own strength but also that of the entire Flame Alliance. Every member took pride in this victory.

”Hmm.” Lin Langtian nodded, his gaze sweeping over Mo Ling and the others with satisfaction. Over the past few months, their progress had been impressive. Mo Ling and Mo Tie had reached the One-Yuan Nirvana stage, while Liu Yuan and Ling Zhi had even reached the Two-Yuan Nirvana stage.

Lin Langtian’s power had risen sharply, but he knew that for the Flame Alliance to grow, he needed not only his own strength but also the steady progress of his comrades. Seeing them advance was proof that the Alliance was truly on the rise.

”Senior Brother, this is… Jinwu?” Mo Ling asked, eyeing the young man in black and gold robes standing behind Lin Langtian. He sensed a familiar presence about him, similar to the creature that once perched on Lin Langtian’s shoulder, but he hesitated, doubting the young man’s formidable aura.

”Yes, this is Jinwu,” Lin Langtian confirmed with a slight smile.

”Greetings, Senior Brothers,” Jinwu said with a polite nod, giving off an air of calm elegance that matched his regal origins as a beast of royal lineage. Unlike the blunt, straightforward Xiaoyan, Jinwu carried himself with the poise and reserve of a noble.

”Jinwu…” Mo Ling and the others gaped at him in disbelief. In the past, Jinwu had spent most of his time resting on Lin Langtian’s shoulder, merely at the half-step Nirvana level. Now, not only had he broken through and taken human form, but he had also achieved a Three-Yuan Nirvana level of power—more than enough to awe his fellow disciples.

”Please, Jinwu, just call us by name; we don’t deserve the title of Senior Brother,” Mo Ling replied with a smile and a slight shake of his head.

Jinwu simply smiled back, understanding their humility. Addressing them as Senior Brothers was merely a show of respect for Lin Langtian; there was no need to insist if they were uncomfortable with it.

Turning his gaze toward the other three sealed bronze doors, Lin Langtian addressed Mo Ling and the others, ”Jinwu and I will head to the core region next. You all should stay here and wait for my cousin Lin Dong to finish his training. Take this time to continue improving, and when he’s ready, come find us in the core region.”

Due to the help of the Golden Spirit Mirror and the Nine Nether Flame, Lin Langtian had managed to master the Vermilion Bird Heavenly Flame in just two months—much faster than Lin Dong, who was still deep in training under Qing Zhi’s guidance. This freed Lin Langtian to pursue the next step in his plan: finding the legacy of the Ancient Fiend Sage, his top priority.

Although he didn’t intend to bring Mo Ling and the others with him to the core region just yet—where their growth could be better paced in the northwest territory—his words were met with understanding nods. Though they longed to venture into the core, they understood their limitations and knew they would only slow Lin Langtian down. They resolved to use the remaining months wisely, aiming to increase their power by at least a level or two.

”After I leave, there may be those who attempt to provoke the Flame Alliance. But don’t worry—even if my cousin Lin Dong hasn’t returned, I will leave Demon Shadow here to guard the Alliance,” Lin Langtian assured them.

Demon Shadow had been training alongside him in the Mirror World, reaching the Three-Yuan Nirvana stage after absorbing massive amounts of demonic energy. With its unmatched physical strength and mysterious abilities, Demon Shadow would be more than a match for most adversaries in the northwest, including members of the Daqian Dynasty. Lin Langtian planned to release Demon Shadow discreetly once he left to ensure the Flame Alliance’s safety.

With all preparations and advice given, Lin Langtian offered a few last words of encouragement to Mo Ling and his comrades. Casting a final glance at the bronze door where Lin Dong remained in training, he wasted no more time. With a burst of energy, he shot out of the city, a red streak in the sky, with Jinwu close behind.

As the crowd watched the two figures disappear into the distance, a mix of admiration and awe lingered. Every region in the Ancient Battlefield produced its share of exceptional individuals, and it was clear the northwest region had found its champion. Soon, this young man named Lin Langtian would move beyond these borders to the core region, where he would shine brighter than ever before.

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