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Leaving the bustling and prosperous Tianyu City, Chen Chuan and Ji Siyu headed back in the direction of the Primordial Holy Land.

On horseback, Ji Siyu leaned closely against Chen Chuan, feeling the wind whistling past her ears, yet her heart was filled with peace and sweetness.

She quietly turned her head, gazing at the sharply defined profile of Chen Chuan’s face, recalling his restraint and respect from the previous night, and the corner of her mouth couldn’t help but curve into a gentle smile.

One day later, the familiar outline of the mountain gate finally appeared at the end of their sight.

Majestic mountains, shrouded in mist and clouds, with immortal cranes soaring—it was the Primordial Holy Land.

After entering the Primordial Holy Land, Chen Chuan did not pause at all, leading Ji Siyu directly toward the registration area for Inner Sect Disciple assessment.

This journey was destined to be eventful.

Ji Siyu, possessing a Divine Grade Spiritual Root and peerless beauty, was already the bright moon admired by countless Disciples in the Holy Land.

And Chen Chuan, having been in the sect for less than a month, had his cultivation skyrocket to the Mountain Sea Realm, and he was the first place winner of the Outer Sect competition assembly.

Possessing the Chaos Divine Body further made him a figure of great attention.

At this moment, seeing the two walking side-by-side caused many eyes to drop in shock.

Ji Siyu, who was usually cold and aloof, rejecting all suitors without a second glance, was intimately holding Chen Chuan’s arm.

She leaned slightly against Chen Chuan, her steps light and quick.

On her country-toppling, peerless face was a faint, soft smile that she only revealed to those close to her.

”Hiss! Look! That’s Senior Sister Ji and Chen Chuan!”

”Good heavens, have they reconciled? No, judging by this posture, they look even more intimate than before!”

”Holding hands! Senior Sister Ji is actively holding Senior Brother Chen’s arm! My heart is shattered, the kind that can’t be pieced back together.”

”Brother, take solace in your loss.”

”Look at Junior Sister Ji’s smile, she is clearly willing and has given her heart to someone. We have no chance.”

”Senior Brother Chen has the Chaos Divine Body! A Physique invincible across ages, and his Alchemy skills are also fantastic.”

”When these two stand together, why do I feel like they were made in heaven, unable to even form a single thought that they are ’unworthy’?”

”Isn’t that right! Divine Grade Spiritual Root paired with Chaos Divine Body—if they have a child, won’t that child be Heaven-Defying?”

”Perhaps they could punch the Holy Lord and kick the Elders right after birth. Uh, I mean, they would possess unparalleled talent.”

The surrounding Disciples discussed animatedly; the male Disciples mostly felt heartbroken and reflective, while the female Disciples were mostly envious and jealous.

Those young talents who had secretly admired Ji Siyu felt their lives turn dark, as if they could hear the sound of their dreams shattering.

Facing the various gazes cast from all directions, Chen Chuan remained calm, as if oblivious.

Ji Siyu was even more so; not only did she not let go of his arm, but she gripped it even tighter.

She seemed to be declaring to everyone: This man is mine! Stay away, all you flirtatious women in the Holy Land.

The two arrived at the Inner Sect Disciple assessment area amidst this strange silence and noisy discussion.

The person on duty was an Elder with white hair and a stern face.

Chen Chuan walked straight forward, cupped his hands in a salute, then took out a faintly glowing shadow recording stone and said calmly:

”Elder, I am Disciple Chen Chuan, here to submit the Inner Sect Disciple assessment task.”

His voice was not loud, but it carried clearly to everyone nearby.

Instantly, the gossiping crowd that had been whispering suddenly fell silent, and everyone’s gaze focused on that shadow recording stone.

”What did he just say? Submitting the assessment task?”

”The monstrous task that required independently slaying a Fifth-Rank Demonic Beast?”

”How long has it been? From accepting the task until now, it hasn’t been that many days at most—and he already finished it?”

”A Prodigy! An absolute Prodigy! A Fifth-Rank Demonic Beast is equivalent to the Mountain Sea Realm for us Cultivators, perhaps even stronger.”

The Elder was clearly stunned as well. He took the shadow recording stone and looked at Chen Chuan with some disbelief. ”You finished it?”

”Please verify, Elder.” Chen Chuan’s tone remained level.

The Elder, half-believing, injected a trace of spiritual Qi into it, activating the shadow recording stone.

Immediately, a light screen projected into mid-air, clearly showing Chen Chuan confronting a gigantic tiger with a King character on its forehead and shimmering golden fur, which was in its Peak state.

”It’s a Fifth-Rank Golden Tiger! Looking at that pressure, it must be in Peak condition!” an informed Disciple exclaimed.

In the scene, facing the ferocious pounce of the Golden Tiger, Chen Chuan’s figure was like lightning, his footwork profound, and he didn’t even use any overly flashy Moves.

He simply threw out a direct palm strike, carrying an indescribable sense of weight and destructive power.

Boom!

Where the palm struck, the air exploded.

That Golden Tiger’s head was easily smashed like a watermelon, its massive body crashed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The scene stopped abruptly here.

The entire area inside and outside the assessment ground fell into a dead silence.

Everyone’s eyes were wide open, their mouths agape, wide enough to fit an egg.

”One palm strike, just one palm strike instantly killed a Peak Fifth-Rank Golden Tiger?”

”Does this look like the strength a Mountain Sea Realm Cultivator should possess? Senior Brother Chen Chuan must have already achieved a Breakthrough to the Myriad Manifestations Realm!”

”The Chaos Divine Body is terrifying to this extent! This Cultivation speed is too monstrous!”

”I remember how long it took him to break through to the Mountain Sea Realm? And now he’s at the Myriad Manifestations Realm already? Is he leaving any way for us ordinary Disciples to live?”

”Hahaha, my Primordial Holy Land is about to rise! With such a True Dragon, how can we fail to prosper...” An older Disciple said, his face flushed with excitement.

The presiding Elder took several deep breaths before he could barely suppress the shock in his heart.

His gaze toward Chen Chuan was filled with complexity—shock, relief, and immense seriousness.

He solemnly recorded the shadow recording stone’s record, then took out a purple identity Token engraved with cloud patterns and handed it to Chen Chuan.

”Chen Chuan, congratulations, you are now officially an Inner Sect Disciple of the Primordial Holy Land!”

Chen Chuan took the Token and nodded slightly. ”Thank you, Elder.”

The surrounding onlookers finally snapped out of their daze, erupting into even more enthusiastic discussion and amazement, looking at Chen Chuan with reverence and adoration.

The Elders communicated via sound transmission, all seeing the same thought in each other’s eyes:

”This youth is no longer something that can be contained in a pond; the Primordial Holy Land may truly be about to produce a True Dragon that will shake the ages.”

After completing the verification, Chen Chuan did not immediately head to the Inner Sect area.

Ji Siyu gently tugged at his sleeve, her beautiful eyes showing a trace of attachment:

”Husband, Inner Sect Disciples also have the privilege to choose their residential area. Could you please stay in the Outer Sect? I don’t want to be separated from you.”

Chen Chuan looked at the cautious expectation in her eyes, his heart softened, and he nodded. ”Alright, I’ll do as you wish.”

For him, the location of his Cultivation didn’t make much difference, as long as the resources were available.

Being able to spend more time with her was also good.

Ji Siyu immediately broke into a radiant smile, as if the entire plaza had brightened several shades, causing another wave of heartbroken sounds.

The next day, Chen Chuan planned to go to the Pill Hall to refine some Medicinal Pills needed for his daily Cultivation.

Just as he walked through the great door of the Pill Hall, which was filled with the scent of herbs, he bumped directly into a petite figure.

It was Ye Linger.

Today, Ye Linger was wearing a light green dress and had her hair styled in double buns, which should have made her look lively and spirited.

However, her delicate little face was currently covered in anger, her cheeks puffed out like a small pufferfish.

Seeing her, Chen Chuan found it somewhat amusing and was about to tease her a bit.

Unexpectedly, before he could even speak, Ye Linger jumped up like a small cat whose tail had been stepped on.

She stretched out her slender jade finger, almost poking Chen Chuan’s nose:

”Big liar! Chen Chuan, you big scoundrel!”

The voice was sharp and loud, carrying intense grievance and anger, causing the other Disciples inside the Pill Hall to turn their heads.

Chen Chuan was completely stunned by the scolding, wearing an innocent expression. ”Senior Sister Ye, what is the meaning of this? I didn’t offend you, did I?”

He had just returned from the Demon Beast Mountain Range; this was the first time he had seen Ye Linger. How could he have offended this little ancestor?

”You still have the nerve to ask? You... you...” Ye Linger was so angry her eyes turned red.

She stomped her foot, looking at Chen Chuan’s handsome but bewildered face, but the words of reprimand couldn’t come out.

She just felt a painful blockage in her heart.

Finally, she glared fiercely at Chen Chuan, shouting with a tearful voice, ”I never want to speak to you again!”

With that, she turned and ran, her green skirt sweeping out a hasty arc as she dashed out of the Pill Hall.

After running out of the Pill Hall and away from those curious gazes, Ye Linger slowed her pace.

The tears she had held back for so long could no longer be suppressed, rolling down like pearls from a broken string.

She didn’t even know why she was so sad.

It was just that yesterday she overheard those Disciples discussing how Chen Chuan and Ji Siyu had returned together, intimately close, like an immortal couple.

In that moment, her heart suddenly felt empty, as if a treasure she had secretly hidden for a long time had been taken away by someone as a matter of course.

Big liar!

Big scoundrel!

Ye Linger wiped her tears as she walked aimlessly, feeling sour and bitter, completely lost.

Inside the Pill Hall, Chen Chuan rubbed his nose, looking in the direction Ye Linger disappeared, still completely baffled.

”What’s wrong with this Junior Sister today?”