Rise from a Low-class Family to Martial Artist

”Not certain.”

”Not certain?”

Upon hearing Senior Brother Li’s answer, Zeng Xi couldn’t help but interject, ”Senior Brother Li, why can’t you be certain it’s Lin Chen from the Canglan Sect, the one who reached the pinnacle of Martial Arts Mountain first? There should only be one Lin Chen in the past century.”

Zeng Xi was sure that in the past hundred years, no one with the same name had reached the top of Martial Arts Mountain first.

”Junior Brother Zeng, you’ve had contact with Lin Chen. Do you think Lin Chen could cultivate to the Innate Third Realm?”

Senior Brother Li looked at Zeng Xi with a somewhat peculiar expression, and Zeng Xi frowned, ”Senior Brother Li, why joke with me? Lin Chen is the first at Martial Arts Mountain, his martial talent is unquestionable. How could he not cultivate to the Innate Third Realm?”

The top of Martial Arts Mountain should at least reach the Innate Fifth Realm. Most reach the Innate Sixth Realm, and a few can step into the Myriad Phenomena.

”Then, do you think Lin Chen could break through to the Innate Third Realm by this moment?”

”Lin Chen has already reached the Innate Third Realm!”

Zeng Xi’s voice suddenly heightened. He was convinced that there was no second Lin Chen who had topped Martial Arts Mountain in the recent century. Yet, the reactions of Senior Brother Li and the other senior brothers couldn’t be lying, and Senior Brother Li’s words were already very clear.

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Eastern Sea, Hu Yunhua felt a surge of emotion as he looked at the message indicated by the Martial Arts Seal.

When Lin Chen returned to the Eastern Sea, he was only at the Innate Second Realm. How long has it been since then? He’s already stepped into the Innate Third Realm?

I’ve been cultivating for decades, and Lin Chen surpassed me in less than two years?

Is this treating the Innate Sixth Realm like cultivating the Sixth Grade?

After a dozen breaths, Hu Yunhua finally calmed his mind and said to the butler, ”Send a greetings card to Canglan Hall for me. Never mind, I’ll go in person. Canglan Hall probably hasn’t received the news yet. I’ll deliver this good news personally.”

The Heaven-Reaching Pagoda only notifies the strong at the Innate Level about challenging the tower.

The Royal Family set it up this way to separate the Heaven-Reaching Pagoda and Martial Arts Mountain, ensuring that young martial artists could focus on improving their ranking at Martial Arts Mountain instead of those who have not yet Entered the Grade.

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Chixia Pass!

Corpses lay everywhere.

The battle between the Canglan Sect and the Eight Desolates Sect had been going on for a year. Here, outside Chixia Pass, tens of thousands of martial artists had perished.

It used to be mainly Upper-Grade Martial Artists and a few Innate Martial Artists. Now it has become a main battlefield for Innate Martial Artists. Although the number of deaths has decreased, the number of fallen Innate Martial Artists has sharply increased.

”Third Prince, given your status, there’s no need to personally go to the front line. Please reconsider.”

”Nonsense! All the other senior brothers of the Canglan Sect have gone. Do you want me to hide behind and be a coward?”

Chai Daoqi looked at the few Innate Realm elders in front of him. These individuals were Innate-level ministers loyal to his Chai Family. Thinking of this, he couldn’t bear to be too harsh: ”I have been stuck at the Peak of the Innate Second Realm for a long time. My master says I have become too complacent. This time, coming to the frontline increases my chances of breaking through to the Innate Third Realm. I promise you, once I break through to the Innate Third Realm, I will immediately leave the frontline.”

”Third Prince, even if you are to break through, you needn’t rush. With your talent, you could break through to the Innate Third Realm in no more than three years.”

”Three years?”

Chai Daoqi glared at the elder who spoke, ”Do you know who my junior brother is? He’s Lin Chen, the first of Martial Arts Mountain. Junior Brother Lin joined the sect just a year ago and has already broken through to the Innate Second Realm. In another three years, he might break through to the Innate Third Realm. If you let me, the senior brother, end up having less strength than a junior brother who joined more than ten years later, where would my face be?”

Chai Daoqi didn’t care about face but wanted to use his junior brother to silence these old fellows.

As for the junior brother surpassing him in three years, he wasn’t worried. The junior brother had just entered the Innate Second Realm, and it would take three to five years to step into the Innate Third Realm.

He truly came to the front line, not only to find an opportunity to break through in battle but also because of the senior brother and the junior brother.

The senior brother was yet to return, and the junior brother was the same. But now that the Canglan Sect and Eight Desolates Sect had fully entered into war, these direct disciples could not hide in the back. All the other elders had direct disciples at the front line. If he didn’t come, leaving only the second senior brother alone, he might be criticized by the sect’s other senior brothers.

Upon seeing the old fellows unable to counter his argument, Chai Daoqi smiled. Just as he was about to press on and ensure those old fellows wouldn’t bother him again, a voice came from the courtyard entrance.

”If you’re worried about being surpassed by Junior Brother Lin and losing face, you can leave now.”

The figure of Second Senior Brother Liang Hanyang appeared at the courtyard entrance, the elders hurriedly saluting, and Chai Daoqi’s smile froze. What did Second Senior Brother mean by that?

He was clearly giving these old fellows a reason to shut them up. Could Second Senior Brother have taken the words seriously and misunderstood him?

Given Junior Brother Lin’s talent, surpassing him was only a matter of time. He wouldn’t be jealous of Junior Brother, nor would he feel any shame; he would only feel honored.

”Where’s your Martial Arts Seal?”

Liang Hanyang asked softly, and Chai Daoqi answered instinctively, ”It’s in the storage box.”

”Then you should take it out and have a look.”

”Take it out and look at what?”

Chai Daoqi had a thought, and the Martial Arts Seal appeared in his hand. But when he saw the small line of text appearing at the bottom of the Martial Arts Seal, his eyes widened.