Ling Tian Sword God

Chapter 1193: Chapter 1192: Climbing the Mountain

”Junior Brother Ling Chen, do you have a grudge against that person?”

Lin Wan seemed to have noticed the expressions on the faces of Ling Qianji and the others, and then looked at Ling Chen somewhat surprised, asking.

”Just a clown, not worth paying attention to.”

Ling Chen glanced in the direction of the Ling Family crowd, then looked back and nodded to the others, ”Let’s go in too.”

With the sacred aura around them, Ling Chen and his group entered Spirit Mountain without any obstacles.

The inside of Spirit Mountain was more vast than imagined, with extremely abundant Spiritual Qi drifting in the air, occasionally forming patterns of small beasts, darting around as if possessing spirituality.

However, the place where the Nine Streams Gathering was held was not around Spirit Mountain but in the most central mountain peak area!

Ling Chen lifted his head, locking his gaze on that majestic mountaintop, where it was the place for discussing and pointing out the rivers and mountains.

At this moment, countless figures were climbing this majestic mountain in front of them, hurrying to the top as fast as they could.

A golden light flickered in Ling Chen’s pupils, and as he looked up, he indeed saw densely packed seats near the mountain top, some hundreds of meters high, others only tens of meters high.

The total number of seats was thirty-six.

”Those are the Thirty-six Heroes’ seats, only those who finally rank among the Thirty-six Heroes have the right to sit in these thirty-six spots.”

Beside him, Lin Wan explained.

Ling Chen raised an eyebrow, obviously, even among the Thirty-six Heroes’ seats, there was an order, the higher the ranking, the higher the seat.

Looking from afar, Ling Chen saw a large number of young prodigies gathered there, already engaging in battles, eager to contend for the Heroes’ seats.

Among them, Ling Chen recognized many familiar figures; Murong Qingcheng, Sima Xiaoyao, and others were among them, battling other young talents, vying for the Heroes’ position.

No matter their background, as long as they could sit there, it was the utmost glory.

So the younger generation was driven mad, swearing to defeat their opponents and ascend to those Heroes’ seats.

”The mere title of Hero, and the competition is already so fierce.”

Ling Chen shook his head; the competition among the younger generation was much more brutal than he imagined; just fighting for the Heroes’ position was like this, what about the titles higher up?

Accelerating his pace, Ling Chen arrived at the mountainside position, once again pushing his eyesight to the limit, seeing eighteen seats even higher up.

There was no doubt, these were seats exclusively for the Eighteen Heavenly Prides.

The area above was shrouded in heavy clouds, even using the Gold Sword Pupil, it was unclear.

At the entrance below the mountainside, chaos reigned as hundreds were fighting, various weapons clashing, sending figures flying.

The scene before was like a massive war, indeed quite grand.

In the melee, many didn’t even reach the mountaintop before being knocked down.

Only every quarter-hour could a few break through the fight and reach the summit.

And those who managed to break through were not weaklings; they were all well-known experts.

”All those martial arts grandmasters are waiting at the summit; if you can’t even reach the top, you essentially lose the qualification to participate in the Nine Streams Gathering.”

Lin Wan said.

”It’s quite a rigorous screening process indeed.”

Ling Chen nodded; among the young prodigies participating in the Nine Streams Gathering, there were at least several thousand, even tens of thousands, yet the total spots on the summit were less than a hundred—one person competing for one spot—a very high difficulty.

Moreover, the summit couldn’t accommodate that many people at once.

”This will depend on the overall strength of the younger generation from various great forces.”

Lin Wan watched the fierce fighting scene ahead, speaking in a calm manner.

Those strong enough will climb up, those not, will honestly stay below.

”Elder Sister Lin, we’re Lingyue Island disciples; surely no one dares block us here?”

Zhou Qingqing said.

Lin Wan shook her head, ”Not necessarily, this is Spirit Mountain; here, no one cares where you come from. They only look at whether you’re strong or not.”

”Let’s go up to the summit first and talk later.”

Ling Chen nodded, those who could enter Spirit Mountain and qualify to participate in the Nine Streams Gathering were all figures with some background, so here, everyone only looked at strength.

However, Ling Chen’s group hadn’t gone far before they were met with roadblockers, and quite a number at that, clearly wanting to eliminate these roadblocks would take some time.

At this moment, a carefree blue-clothed youth came riding the wind, landing in front of them, releasing a tremendous aura, forming a Peng shape behind him.

”It’s the Free and Unrestrained Marquis!”

Those young experts who initially wanted to act as roadblockers all had drastic changes in their expressions upon seeing this blue-clothed youth, showing intense apprehension in their eyes.

The Free and Unrestrained Marquis, even among the Twelve Divine Marquises, was ranked in the top three, not someone they could provoke.

One by one, the figures retreated, no longer daring to block the Lingyue Island group’s path.

”Senior Brother Free and Unrestrained Marquis, you finally came.”

The Lingyue Island crowd, upon seeing the arrival of the Free and Unrestrained Marquis, all had expressions of joy on their faces.

The Free and Unrestrained Marquis was the flagship of the Lingyue Island younger generation, with him around, who dared block Lingyue Island’s path?

This was the power of a Divine Marquis level genius.

”Once Senior Brother Ling Chen obtains the Divine Marquis title this time, he too can be as prestigious as Senior Brother Free and Unrestrained Marquis.” A core Lingyue Island disciple said with a smile.

”Indeed, with Senior Brother Ling Chen’s strength, being titled Marquis is something easy. I’ve even thought of the title for Senior Brother Ling Chen already, how about Divine Sword Marquis, isn’t it very imposing?” Zhou Qingqing said with a mischievous smile.

”Divine Sword Marquis? I think White Robe Marquis suits more, fits Ling Chen’s image better.” Gu Wuqing, from behind, also said with a faint smile.

Hearing the conversation among these Lingyue Island disciples, Chen Qingzhi and Qin Yiren felt it was somewhat incredible, a genius of the Divine Marquis Level, there were only twelve across the entire Nine Provinces Land; to rank among the Divine Marquis Level, how easy was that, how come in the eyes of these Lingyue Island disciples, Ling Chen becoming a Divine Marquis seemed like child’s play?

They even had the title thought out; they had too much confidence in Ling Chen. What if Ling Chen didn’t achieve it by then, wouldn’t it be embarrassing?

What they didn’t know was that even the Marquis Guiming was already a defeated opponent of Ling Chen. In the hearts of many Lingyue Island disciples, though Ling Chen hadn’t yet contested for the Divine Marquis position, he was already as good as a Divine Marquis.