Free Web NovelChapter 662: Chapter 661: Slapping Chu Zhongtian’s Face!
Chu Zhongtian could not accept it.
He was on the verge of a breakdown. Why? Why could this Lin Xuan enter Medicine King Valley? I can’t even get in, so by what right can he?
He roared with anger, unable to accept the reality of the situation.
He had lost to Lin Xuan before, the first defeat of his life, which he considered a colossal humiliation. Later, he successfully joined a Holy Land and was immensely excited. In his mind, he had already successfully surpassed Lin Xuan. Especially after joining the Holy Land and becoming a prospective Saint Heir, he felt he was on top of the world. In his view, Lin Xuan could never catch up to him in this lifetime.
Seeing Lin Xuan in Medicine King Valley this time had surprised him greatly, but so what? In his eyes, Lin Xuan was just a tiny ant. Even coming here, he could pose no threat.
But what was the result? Lin Xuan entered Medicine King Valley, while he could not. He had been harshly slapped in the face. This Lin Xuan had surpassed him again, a fact that was simply unbearable for him. He was consumed by jealousy and a crazed fury.
The next moment, he rushed over to Luo Yang and furiously demanded, "By what right can he enter?"
Luo Yang replied, "Because he is the Valley Master’s esteemed guest."
"What? Esteemed guest?" Chu Zhongtian laughed aloud. "He’s an esteemed guest? What a joke. Do you even know who he is? He’s just a worthless piece of trash with no future. How could he possibly be an esteemed guest? You must have been deceived by him."
Lin Xuan’s voice was cold as he retorted, "If I am trash, then what does that make you, my defeated foe? Something even lower than trash?"
An uproar erupted at his words. The people from the Wanchu Holy Land were dumbfounded. Wei Dashan was dumbfounded. Wei Yingying was dumbfounded. All the surrounding martial artists were dumbfounded.
"What does he mean?"
"What does ’defeated foe’ mean?"
"Could it be that the prospective Saint Heir lost to this Lin Xuan?"
"How is that possible?"
"The gap in their cultivation levels is enormous!"
No one could believe it.
The people from the Wanchu Holy Land snapped back to their senses, roaring furiously, "Nonsense! Who do you think you are? How could you possibly defeat our prospective Saint Heir? Setting aside everything else, just look at your cultivation levels. The gap between you is as wide as the heavens and the earth. With what could you possibly defeat the prospective Saint Heir?"
Others chimed in with their own fervent discussions. "Exactly! This kid is just a Four-Star Grandmaster, while the prospective Saint Heir is a One-Star Grandmaster. With such a vast gap between them, how could he possibly leapfrog so many realms to defeat the prospective Saint Heir? This kid must be spouting nonsense again."
Even Wei Dashan and Wei Yingying did not believe it.
However, Lin Xuan just sneered. "Impossible? Hmph, why don’t you ask Chu Zhongtian if what I said is true?"
All eyes turned toward Chu Zhongtian.
A man from the Wanchu Holy Land said, "Prospective Saint Heir, he must be joking. Hurry up and say something."
However, Chu Zhongtian remained silent. His face was terrifyingly dark, and his body trembled with rage. Losing to Lin Xuan was his greatest humiliation. He had assumed no one here knew about it, but he never expected Lin Xuan to announce it in public. This was a vicious slap in the face, tearing open his old wound. He was so furious he nearly fainted.
The surrounding crowd was stunned.
"What’s going on? Why isn’t the prospective Saint Heir refuting it?"
"Could it be... that what he said is true?"
"The prospective Saint Heir was really defeated?"
"My god! This is too unbelievable!"
A wave of exclamations swept through the crowd. The members of the Wanchu Holy Land were on the verge of collapse. They shook their heads frantically.
"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"
"Prospective Saint Heir, please, say something!"
"Yes, prospective Saint Heir, hurry up and clarify this!"
"This kid must be talking nonsense!"
They were falling apart, but Chu Zhongtian was in an even worse state.
What can I say? I really did lose to him.
Seeing this, the people from the Wanchu Holy Land fell into despair. Everyone else was utterly shocked. Wei Dashan was stunned, and Wei Yingying was left speechless. Before, when Lin Xuan claimed to have defeated the prospective Saint Heir, they hadn’t believed him in the slightest. But now... it turned out to be true!
Lin Xuan hadn’t been lying. Everything he said was the truth. They were merely frogs at the bottom of a well, completely unaware of Lin Xuan’s true prowess.
This is incredible! This Lin Xuan is too heaven-defying! No wonder he could enter Medicine King Valley so easily. He must be a heaven-defying individual, an unparalleled prodigy!
Lin Xuan glanced at Chu Zhongtian and sneered, "You think joining a Holy Land means you can surpass me? How ridiculous. A defeated foe will always be a defeated foe. Don’t even think about surpassing me in this lifetime."
With that, Lin Xuan paid Chu Zhongtian no more mind and followed Luo Yang into Medicine King Valley.
Chu Zhongtian was grinding his teeth so hard they nearly shattered. Dammit! To be publicly humiliated like this... It’s infuriating! He let out a cold snort and turned to leave, too ashamed to remain any longer. The others were left in an uproar, all speculating about Lin Xuan’s identity.
「Elsewhere.」
Luo Yang was also completely astonished. He never imagined Lin Xuan possessed such an incredible battle record. No wonder he was able to obtain that half of a Jade Pendant. At this thought, his respect for Lin Xuan deepened. He knew he absolutely could not afford to offend such a genius.
「Meanwhile.」
Chu Zhongtian fled from Medicine King Valley, not stopping until he reached the foot of Divine Mist Mountain. The disciples of the Wanchu Holy Land followed behind him, still reeling in disbelief. The prospective Saint Heir was actually defeated? How could this have happened?
"Prospective Saint Heir, what exactly is going on?"
"Was what that kid said true?"
"Have you really been defeated before?" they asked one after another.
Chu Zhongtian knew he could no longer hide the truth. Gritting his teeth, he recounted the events of his past battle. When they heard his story, everyone was stunned. The prospective Saint Heir had indeed lost to him, but it seemed the loss wasn’t entirely without reason.
"He’s a Dragon Warrior!"
"Good heavens! The world hasn’t seen a Dragon Warrior for over a thousand years, and that Lin Xuan is one? It’s truly unbelievable!"
"No wonder the prospective Saint Heir was defeated. Losing to a Dragon Warrior is not shameful at all."
Another person offered, "Prospective Saint Heir, you need not worry. Dragon Warriors may be strong, but he has no future. He will never be able to break through and become a Grandmaster in his lifetime. But you are different. You will soon soar to new heights and become a King."
Chu Zhongtian nodded. "That’s what I think too. I made a three-year agreement with him to face off once more. When that time comes, defeating him will be effortless."
Everyone nodded in agreement. In three years, Chu Zhongtian might very well have become a King, while that kid would probably still not have reached the Grandmaster realm. The gap between them would only continue to widen.
At this moment, a disciple from the Wanchu Holy Land spoke up. "Prospective Saint Heir, there’s something I haven’t told you all. A while back, several disciples from our Wanchu Holy Land were killed at the hands of this Lin Xuan. He killed several of our companions. We absolutely cannot let him go."
"What?" Hearing this, everyone’s expression changed dramatically.
Even Chu Zhongtian’s face turned grim. He stared at the speaker and asked, "Brother Wang, is what you’re saying true?"
Wang Tianhao nodded heavily. He recounted how the Wanchu Holy Land had previously ambushed Ning Xue and the others from the Heavenly Dao Sacred Institute, only for them to be rescued by Lin Xuan. Not only that, but Lin Xuan had then counter-attacked and killed several of their companions, forcing Wang Tianhao himself to flee for his life.
The surrounding people were aghast. Chu Zhongtian was beside himself.
What? Even Wang Tianhao was defeated? He was no match for him? This is inconceivable! Wang Tianhao is a Two-Star Grandmaster! Does this kid now have the strength to contend with a Two-Star Grandmaster? How could this be? How has his power increased so quickly?
Chu Zhongtian began to panic. He had dismissed Lin Xuan as trash, but his cultivation speed was simply too terrifying. Can I really defeat him in three years? His talent was already top-tier, and now he has joined the Sacred Institute, an existence no weaker than a Holy Land. If he finds a way to break through and become a Grandmaster, it will be a huge problem. I can’t let him continue to grow.
A chilling killing intent surfaced in Chu Zhongtian’s eyes. He had to kill him, and he had to do it immediately.
"This kid dared to kill people from our Wanchu Holy Land. We absolutely cannot forgive him," he declared. "We must kill him at once."
The others nodded, their faces also filled with murderous intent.
However, Wang Tianhao said, "We don’t need so many people to kill him. Prospective Saint Heir, don’t you still need to search for Spirit Medicine? You can take some men and leave first. Leaving a few of us here will be more than enough to deal with him."
"I’ll stay," another Two-Star Grandmaster spoke up. "Wang Tianhao and I will stay behind. The two of us will handle him together. No matter how strong he is, he can’t possibly defeat two Two-Star Grandmasters. Unless, of course, he’s already invincible among Two-Star Grandmasters."
Hearing this, everyone laughed.
"Invincible among Two-Star Grandmasters? How is that possible?"
"The fact that he can contend with a Two-Star Grandmaster is already heaven-defying. How could he possibly be invincible at that level?"
