1239: Chapter 1239: Shi Wushuang of the Heavenly Tiger Sect 1239: Chapter 1239: Shi Wushuang of the Heavenly Tiger Sect “I hear the Lin Family’s martial arts competition for a marriage partner has already started.
I really want to go see it on Lin Family’s fairy mountain.”
“Forget it, even if we rush there now, it would take Daluo Realm cultivators years to arrive.”
“What a pity for such a peerless beauty.
It seems other immortal domains will benefit.”
“Can’t help it.
Who would think our Holy Sect immortal domain is lagging behind, not having produced a universally renowned genius for thousands of years?”
Hearing the discussions around them, Li Yuanba and Sun Wukong beca even more excited.
“Let’s go, Your Majesty!”
Li Yuanba placed his right hand on Qin Jun’s shoulder, and the three of them vanished into thin air on the spot.
Their departure didn’t cause any disturbance, for the crowd was bustling, and the naked eye simply couldn’t keep up.
Before long, Qin Jun opened his eyes to find himself already amidst the starry sky, surrounded by the figures of flying creatures and countless magical ships and flying artifacts.
Ahead was a majestic immortal mountain, standing on a gigantic island covering thousands of miles, with four central peaks resembling four fingers, as the surging spiritual energy hit his face.
“Hehe, I’m really smart.
Where the energy is strongest in the Holy Sect immortal domain, that’s the Lin Family!”
Li Yuanba boasted, much to Qin Jun’s resignation.
Since he had co, he might as well take a look.
After all, now was the ti to rest.
He would head to the Eight Wilderness only the day after tomorrow.
Thus, Qin Jun, together with Li Yuanba and Sun Wukong, flew towards Lin Family’s fairy mountain.
The creatures they passed by in the air all had a strong aura, with innurable ones having entered the realm of the sage, and there were quite a few Manifesting Saints, flocking to the Lin Family’s fairy mountain like a swarm of bees.
The closer Qin Jun got to the Lin Family’s fairy mountain, the more he could hear the booming sounds coming from the mountain, clearly indicating that the competition for marriage was underway.
“If everyone’s cultivating, why not call it comparing Tao instead?”
Qin Jun mused internally as they swiftly flew to the center of Lin Family’s fairy mountain.
Since today was the Lin Family’s selection of a son-in-law, the disciples stationed at the edge of the Lin Family’s fairy mountain were not being very strict and rely scanned the newcors with their Divine Consciousness.
Following the mountain paths, Qin Jun and the two others headed towards the back of the mountain.
“Tsk tsk, the Lin Family that controls the Holy Sect immortal domain, and their strongest is only a Half Holy.”
Sun Wukong bemoaned.
They had previously encountered a saint on another immortal mountain, indicating that the Lin Family was but a paper tiger.
If the Lin Family knew that many saints were on their territory, they would certainly be scared to death.
At this mont, behind the mountain was a half-peak, surrounded by taller peaks.
The half-peak seed to have been neatly sheared off, with palace lofts built on top.
In front of the loft complex was a plaza tens of thousands of ters both in length and width, covered by a semi-circular pale blue light shield.
Inside, shadows of two figures were battling.
Their speed was very fast, casually utilizing all sorts of spells, eliciting continuous cheers from the creatures on the surrounding mountains.
Qin Jun and his two companions arrived at a depression between two connecting peaks.
From here, they could see creatures all over the mountain, with tables densely packed and Lin Family disciples and servants waiting on them.
On the central loft, the Lin Family’s upper hierarchy sat in chairs watching the battle.
Among them, a woman dressed in white and wearing a veil was particularly eye-catching, with her beautiful black hair trailing behind her.
The white clothes fluttered gently in the breeze, and she wore a white jade crown inlaid with beads, two locks of fine hair playfully moving on her cheeks, her skin pure and creamy as snow, her long lashes veiling spirited eyes, carrying a hint of sorrow and shyness.
Even with the veil, the lady managed to stir the hearts of n.
“Not yet a thousand years old, and they have reached the Daluo Realm’s cultivation, these two are quite good.”
The middle-aged man sitting next to the woman in white stroked his beard and smiled.
He wore a tiger-patterned gray robe and had a square face that carried an air of authority.
He was indeed the Lin Family patriarch, Lin Zhizhong.
He too was the strongest in the Lin Family, just one step shy of the Holy Realm.
This one step had barred him for tens of millions of years, and twenty years ago, he had begotten a daughter.
Now that his daughter was coming of age, with her stunning beauty, he wanted to find a proud child of heaven to be his son-in-law, soone with the potential to beco a saint.
“Yuqi, what do you think?” Lin Zhizhong turned to the woman in white and asked with a smile.
Lin Yuqi remained indifferent.
Her soul-stirring eyes blinked as she said, “Not much to say.”
Having said that, she sighed, her eyes filled with a plaintive look that made Lin Zhizhong sowhat embarrassed.
He was indeed very fond of his youngest daughter, but the Lin Family needed to develop, and to a prominent family, won were a resource.
A young man beside them laughed and said, “Little sister is too demanding.
If I were her, I’d have already made my decision.
That Luo Zhentian is not bad.”
Lin Yuqi rolled her eyes and retorted without good humor, “Such a vulgar na, and you call that not bad?”
At the sa ti, Li Yuanba and Sun Wukong were also sizing up Lin Yuqi.
“Your Majesty, look quickly, that lady truly is a beauty beyond compare!” Li Yuanba said with a mischievous grin.
Qin Jun nodded and said, “Indeed beautiful, but I have no interest, just looking is fine.”
When he chose his concubines, it wasn’t just based on looks alone.
Soon, the match in the arena was decided, and another individual leaped onto the stage.
Listening to the discussions of the creatures around him, Qin Jun understood that those who wished to participate in the Lin Family’s son-in-law selection had to be under ten thousand years of age.
Lin Zhizhong was Half Holy, his Divine Consciousness could sweep across and know the roots of the other, of course, there would be exceptions—those whose cultivation surpassed his own.
The ones taking the stage were all from the Daluo Realm, immortal cultivators of the Daluo Realm under ten thousand years of age, who, if set in the outer cosmos, might well be called prodigies.
About the ti it took an incense stick to burn, soone from the realm of the sage took the stage.
“Isn’t that Zhang Peng?
The top prodigy from the Waterflow Celestial Domain, who broke through to entering the realm of the sage ten years ago—he’s only just over nine thousand years old!”
“Unexpectedly, Zhang Peng has co.
It is said he is also a disciple of the Su Emperor Sect.”
“Zhang Peng should have the hope of becoming a Manifesting Saint, right?”
“A Manifesting Saint?
Back in the day, Lin Zhizhong was also a dazzling talent, yet he still stopped at the Holy Realm.”
The creatures were abuzz with discussion, making it clear that the newly arrived Zhang Peng had quite the reputation.
The one facing him was a cultivator from the Daluo Realm, his face extrely unpleasant.
Before the battle even began, he conceded defeat and leaped down from the stage, no one laughed at him, they were all discussing his na.
“What do you think of this one?” Lin Zhizhong asked with a smile.
“Average,” Lin Yuqi responded softly.
Zhang Peng, dressed in blue, stood out from the rest.
He scanned the surrounding mountains and laughed, “Who else will challenge ?”
No other prodigies stepped forward, and the scene fell silent.
The smile on Zhang Peng’s face grew more intense, and he turned his gaze to Lin Yuqi, eyes becoming fervent.
Just at this mont, a strong aura ca from the sky, and all creatures turned their heads in unison to look.
They saw two white tigers running through the void, pulling a carriage towards them.
The carriage, lined with gold, exuded a noble and magnificent aura, and on top of it stood a golden tiger in a roaring stance, head thrown back.
“This lady, I, Shi Wushuang, have taken a fancy to,” a voice filled with pride laughed lightly from within the carriage, imdiately making Zhang Peng’s face turn sour.
The surrounding mountains instantly erupted into commotion.
“Shi Wushuang of the Heavenly Tiger Sect!”
“Hiss—why has he co?”
“The Heavenly Tiger Sect is a power on par with the Su Emperor Sect and the Holy Sect!”
“It is said that Shi Wushuang is exceptionally talented, having already reached the mid-stage of entering the realm of the sage, but he seems to be over ten thousand years old, right?”
“More than that, this man has a libertine nature, specially fond of pleasures of the boudoir, if the Lin Family miss falls into his hands, she probably won’t et a good end.”
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