Chapter 67: Lin Ao Tian Appears, Everyone is Amazed!

Upon hearing the name, Da Huang looked disdainful.

“Pfft, never heard, and this guy?!”

Meanwhile, Ling Feng’s body shivered fiercely, his fists clenching involuntarily, eyes flooded with battle intent.

Him again!

Why does he have to be everywhere!

Da Huang also noticed Ling Feng’s odd reaction, confusion in his dog eyes, and with a turn of his laws, he began to deduce.

In the next moment, all was chaos.

Suddenly!

A brilliant golden light shone.

Then came a cry of surprise.

“Gasp… The Holy Son of Dao Yi Holy Land reached the Ninth Floor!”

“Wow, that’s intense, the top of the Heaven Ranking is changing again!”

“Sigh, who knows where that fat Daoist comes from, yet always manages to stay one step ahead of everyone!”

At this moment.

Eighth floor of the Xu Shen Tower.

“Kid, you’re seeking death!”

Wu Daode’s speed was so fast; he had surpassed light.

As he flew, he hammered specially made hammers into the tower’s inner gemstones for fortifying the space.

Damn, while the realm spirit’s asleep.

Better hurry and loot now!

Outside world.

Strong cultivators above the Saint Realm were camping a hundred miles away, waiting eagerly for good news.

While the Jiang Clan looked like ants on a hot pan.

“Damn it!”

“This brat, why isn’t he here yet? Taking forever snatching opportunities, he’ll miss everything, even the dung will be cold!”

Jiang Tai cursed.

Standing beside him were members of the Lin and Ji Clans.

Owing to Lin Ao Tian, relationships among the three clans surprisingly improved.

With a hearty laugh and a clap, Lin Zhan consoled with an open-hearted tone:

“Haha, Brother Jiang, stay calm, stay calm.”

“With our Emperor Son around, do you fear Jiang Bufan won’t get his share of the warm dung?”

His expression was earnest, without a hint of sarcasm.

Jiang Tai’s face turned black.

How did the Lin Clan pick a brain-dead as head?

This?

Is this even humane speech?

As he was about to lash out, a figure in white slowly hovered in mid-air.

Upon his appearance, the entire world seemed to fade into insignificance.

Lin Ao Tian calmly surveyed the crimson earth below, then glanced at the towering Xu Shen Tower, feeling a little speechless.

Ah, as expected of Wu Shi the pretense king, even makes his legacies pretentious.

Truly a model for us all!

He then shifted, appearing on the crimson earth, his steps light.

Seeing the young cultivators of the three thousand continent, he initially wanted to blend quietly, observing the cultivators he’d crafted in his story.

But soon he realized it was impossible.

Wherever he went, eyes would inevitably fall upon him.

No matter what people were doing, they’d stop, staring dazedly at Lin Ao Tian, as if frozen.

Muttering words perhaps only heard by themselves.

But to Lin Ao Tian, it was only a headache and helplessness.

Phrases like “Wow!,” “Who is that?!,” “He’s insanely handsome!” floated around.

Even Lin Ao Tian was left speechless.

Wasn’t I supposed to be the villain here?!

Though I did write this villain to be extraordinarily handsome, but these people? So easily impressed?

Unbeknownst to Lin Ao Tian, his merging with the Nine Secrets, advancing constitution, and possessing the Celestial Dao Embryo elevated his aura.

Truly resembling a celestial being descended.

Next second.

Ji Yue’er and Jiang Luoli also arrived.

Zoom zoom!

Two charming silhouettes appeared behind Lin Ao Tian, Ji Yue’er wore a smile, while Jiang Luoli blushed with sweat on her brow, evidently enduring immense pressure.

“Jiang bitch, if you can’t handle it, just give up. Since you can’t be Brother Ao Tian’s first, I’ll settle for being his number two!” Ji Yue’er taunted.

Jiang Luoli gritted her teeth, ignoring Ji Yue’er’s mockery.

Hmph!

No matter the pressure, I won’t let Lin Lang disappear from my sight again.

Jiang Bufan followed quietly behind them. Gazing at the young man who was a few years his junior, his eyes held a trace of envy.

Suddenly!

A large hand landed on his right shoulder.

With a bruised face, Ji Bo shook his head, eyes brimming with gratitude.

“Brother Jiang, we need not envy Young Master Lin, some destinies are innate!” Ji Bo’s tone turned resolute, “But!”

“Some things can be fought for with effort!”

Jiang Bufan’s heart warmed, smiling gently, assuming Ji Bo was comforting him, about to speak of his own path, when Ji Bo cracked a grin, saying.

“We just need to cling to this big leg, and the great Dao is within reach in the future!”

His gaze firm and expectant, eyes glinting as he turned to Jiang Bufan, “Brother Jiang, the opportunity is before you. You have the Goddess King’s backing, and I have my clan sister, better chances than Gao Wan and Jia Tengying!”

“So? Want to give it a try?”

“Just a matter of unearthing an ancestral grave, present a treasure Young Master Lin values, and immortality is within grasp!”

In conclusion, Ji Bo tightened his grip on Jiang Bufan’s shoulder, looking slightly manic.

Jiang Bufan edged away, one step avoiding Ji Bo’s hand.

This madman…!

Making me dig ancestral graves?

Do you want me dead?

Seeing Jiang Bufan oblivious to opportunity, Ji Bo sighed, shaking his head regretfully.

“Sigh~”

“Brother Jiang, I thought you were among the cleverest geniuses of Ancient Tianhuang, but it seems not?”

Jiang Bufan’s face darkened, speaking firmly, “I don’t need it.”

With that, he strode forward.

Ji Bo watched him leave, disappointment tinged his voice, “What a person Young Master Lin is, miss this chance, and you’ll never have another…”

“If one day he’s an Immortal Emperor, even the chicken and dogs at home will ascend!”

This struck Jiang Bufan like a lightning bolt, eyes widening, heart shaking.

Gasp…!

Immortal Emperor?

Did Lin Ao Tian say that?!

Does Lin Ao Tian aim to become an Immortal Emperor?!

This…

As they moved along, the geniuses of Tianxuan’s three thousand states were left stunned by their presence.

“Wow!”

“Who is that, so handsome, that transcendent aura, I thought it was a celestial descended!”

“Yeah, and the women with him are breathtaking too, tsk tsk tsk, two of them… wonder if he can handle it.”

“Joking, we cultivators have strong constitutions, what can’t be handled?”

“Watch your words!” An elder of the Saint Realm snapped angrily.

Bunch of gossipmongers!

Do you know who that woman is?

Quickly, the elder turned, offering a courteous smile of apology to the white-robed youth.

Lin Ao Tian paid no heed, simply standing with hands behind him, leisurely observing and responding with a smile.

Seeing his easy-going demeanor, the elder breathed a sigh of relief, feeling admiration.

Not only exceptional talent and striking looks, but a kind-hearted nature as well!

Truly a prodigious genius!

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