The Prodigies War-Chapter 2340 A Stable Victory

Ling Xuanzi seemed unfazed by his defeat.

Despite that, when he looked at Lin Xun again, a new seriousness flickered in his eyes.

It was as if from this moment on, he finally saw this ‘little junior brother’ as a worthy opponent.

Before, he spoke with a relaxed smile, but his attitude carried an air of aloof superiority, as though he regarded everything beneath him.

Now, this attitude had subtly changed.

“Did you leak Second Senior Brother’s inheritance to Heavenly Emperor Shi?” This was the answer that Lin Xun wanted to know the most.

“As I thought.” Ling Xuanxi chuckled softly, his expression untroubled, and he answered directly. “That’s correct, I used Second Senior Brother’s inheritance to exchange for a chance to free myself. It was a good deal.”

Lin Xun’s gaze turned chillingly sharp. “You committed an act of betrayal, yet you speak of it as if it were nothing. Shameless! Do you realize that your actions could have cost Second Senior Brother his life?”

“You’re mistaken.” Ling Xuanzi remained indifferent. “What I did was kill two birds with one stone.

“First, it allowed me to escape.

“Second, I know Second Senior Brother’s cultivation and foundation far better than you. Even if an old bastard like Luo Yunshi obtained his inheritance, he would never be a match for him.

“And third, if Second Senior Brother defeated Luo Yunshi, he would only feel grateful to me rather than resentful.” His voice was calm and measured, as if everything had been accounted for.

“Little Junior Brother, the fact that you were able to come to Return Dominion proves that Second Senior Brother has already suppressed Luo Yunshi. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be here confronting me, unconcerned about his safety.

“Of course, he hasn’t killed Luo Yunshi yet. I expected him to hate me... But one day, his perspective will definitely change.”

Lin Xun couldn’t help but scoff, “So, what you’re saying is you did it for Second Senior Brother’s sake?” There was a cold, mocking edge in his tone.

Ling Xuanzi simply nodded. “I may hold resentment from my years of suppression, but from the beginning to the end, I have never once thought of harming our sect.”

“Does betraying Second Senior Brother’s inheritance not count as harming him?” Lin Xun’s voice grew even icier.

Ling Xuanzi countered, “Then do you know who seriously injured Luo Yunshi?”

Without waiting for Lin Xun’s answer, he continued, “Of course it was me. I have been the only one in Fangchun Ruins for countless years. If not me, who else could have stopped that old thing Luo Yunshi from destroying our Fangchun Mountain?”

A faint, unreadable smile tugged at his lips. “If I hadn’t crippled that old thing first, would Second Senior Brother have been able to suppress him so smoothly?”

Hearing that, Lin Xun said expressionlessly, “No matter how you justify it, it does not change the fact that you leaked Second Senior Brother’s inheritance.”

Ling Xuanzi froze for a moment, and there was a flicker of disappointment and frustration in his eyes. “Little Junior Brother, I stepped into the Saint Stage at the age of nine and became an Emperor at nineteen. Had I not been suppressed, with my foundation, I would have surpassed all Emperor Ancestors across the heavens in less than a hundred years. Even striving for immortal powers would not have been beyond my reach...”

His voice carried a deep melancholy. His talent was undeniable—an anomaly rarely seen in tens of thousands of years.

Unfortunately, from the moment he ascended to the Emperor Stage, he had been sealed away for countless years. No one could truly grasp what that meant for a heaven-defying monster like him who could not be measured by worldly standards.

“Forget it, let’s not dwell on this. Shall we continue?”

Ling Xuanzi looked at Lin Xun as the aura around him surged, transforming to that of a Longevity Tribulation King.

“For a dao duel, you’ve set so many rules. It seems to me, deep down, even you aren’t certain you can win,” Lin Xun said indifferently. “If you really insist on doing this, then I’ll show you what utter defeat means!”

Boom!

His aura erupted, his dark eyes turned razor-sharp, his long hair billowed wildly, and an unparalleled radiance surrounded him.

“Utter defeat...” Ling Xuanzi savored the words, his eyes flashing with a sharp light. “I just worry that you, my little junior brother, won’t be able to.”

He charged forward, his aura skyrocketing. With a single strike of his hand, thunderclouds churned and a catastrophic storm crashed down from the sky, drowning the world in destruction.

Lin Xun responded with a flick of his sleeve. A torrent of sword qi burst forth, swirling around him as he advanced to meet the attack.

Rumble!

The battle erupted once more. The world quaked, and divine radiance roared.

Sometimes, they clashed beyond the nine heavens, their blows tearing through the clouds. Sometimes, they battled across the land, shaking mountains and rivers. Every exchange radiated power that defied the natural order.

Most of the spectators in the distance could no longer keep up, their minds overwhelmed by the intensity of the battle. The intricate mysteries of the fight were beyond their comprehension.

Only cultivators at the Longevity Tribulation Stage and above felt their hearts tremble, their bodies shaken again and again.

In an instant, it was as if a battle between supreme kings was unfolding before Fangchun Ruins, unveiling the profound mysteries of all nine levels of the Longevity Tribulation Stage to their fullest.

Even Lin Xun had to admit that his fourth senior brother was extraordinary. His state of mind, willpower, cultivation, techniques, strength, aura...were beyond measure, defying the heavens.

Unfortunately, it was still not enough.

Boom!

Minutes later, as Lin Xun unleashed his full strength in a deadly strike, Ling Xuanzi was directly blasted backward. The surrounding void collapsed, scattering chaotic currents in every direction.

“How is that possible?”

“In the second round of the dao duel... Venerable Dao Lord lost again?”

“This can’t be happening...”

Clamor erupted in the distance. Shock and disbelief crossed everyone’s faces. At this moment, Ling Xuanzi’s unshakable image in their hearts began to waver.

Meng Lianqing, Yan Juan and the others were also speechless. Everything they had just witnessed crashed down on them like a landslide, a tsunami, completely shattering their understanding of the world.

Venerable Dao Lord had lost twice in a row.

Who would have imagined such an outcome?!

“Good!”

On the battlefield, Ling Xuanzi suddenly let out a soft exclamation of admiration. There was no trace of frustration, bitterness, or anger on his face. Instead, he seemed even more composed and serene.

“You’ve already lost two out of the five rounds. If you lose again, this duel will be over for you.” Lin Xun was just as composed, his expression devoid of any joy or sorrow.

Ling Xuanzi chuckled, “For cultivators like us, the hardest thing is finding a truly worthy opponent. My little junior brother...you did not disappoint me.”

Lin Xun frowned. “You talk too much nonsense. Let me ask you, why did you take advantage of Master’s absence to challenge the other senior brothers and sisters to dao duels, forcing them to acknowledge you as their leader?”

Ling Xuanzi shook his head. “I only want them to recognize my dao, to make them understand that within Fangchun Mountain, besides Master, my dao also deserves respect. It was never about making them my subordinates as you claim.”

“You are absurdly arrogant,” Lin Xun stated coldly.

Ling Xuanzi smiled. “That’s because I have the strength to back it up. My dao is destined to soar above the heavens.”

Lin Xun had no patience for further debates. “Then let me tell you this, as long as I, Lin Xun, am here, your dao will have no chance of soaring above the heavens!”

Boom!

His aura surged once again, revealing the power of the Saint Stage. “Let’s begin.”

Ling Xuanzi’s smile deepened as his aura also rose to the Saint Stage. “When I was nine years old, I stepped into the Saint Stage and made a noble aspiration: One day, all living beings in the world will look upon me as they look upon the heavens. I am very curious, Little Junior Brother, what was yours?”

As he spoke, he made a grasping motion, and the power of the vast cosmos seemed to gather in his palm, condensing into a dao sword.

Buzz!

The dao sword roared, carrying the might of heaven and earth and encompassing the power of all directions!

At that moment, Ling Xuanzi seemed to have become the ruler of the cosmos itself.

“Do you really want to know?” said Lin Xun. frёeweɓηovel_coɱ

“Of course.” Ling Xuanzi’s tone was indifferent.

“Better than yours.”

Ling Xuanzi was taken aback at first before bursting into laughter. “Only a child would respond like that in a quarrel!”

In response, Lin Xun launched a decisive attack.

Boom!

His figure drifted through the cosmic void, radiating divine brilliance as dao sound roared around him. His aura was vast and unfathomable, like an abyss, like a prison. With a flick of his sleeve, a sea of dao light swept forth, shrouding the sun and the sky.

“You’re so impatient...” Ling Xuanzi shook his head with a smile. With a single stride forward, he seemed to step upon the celestial dipper stars, and he swung his sword in a deadly strike.

From the very start, both had relied solely on their own cultivation and dao, manifesting their mastery of the great dao through battle.

In an instant, it was as if two ancient sages had descended for a duel. Dao sound rose like crashing tides, dao light spread in dazzling waves, and boundless incredible visions unfolded across heaven and earth.

Saints watching from afar were struck with admiration, but also a sense of inferiority.

Quasi-Emperors trembled repeatedly. As they compared their past mastery at the Saint Stage, a deep sense of shame washed over them.

Even Emperors felt a chill creep down their spines and broke out in cold sweat.

The higher one’s cultivation, the clearer their flaws were to them. The imperfections in their past dao path now loomed like insurmountable barriers in the future.

It was at this time that they realized that their dao, though not terrible, was also not the best either.

As for cultivators below the Saint Stage, they had long since lost the ability to comprehend the depth of the battle before them.

True Saint Stage.

Big Saint Stage.

Saint-King Stage.

The battle only grew fiercer, more intense. The dao techniques and divine power unleashed had surpassed everyone’s imagination.

Not to mention the distant spectators, even mighty figures of the Ancient Nebula Road would have been shaken!

In the end, in this third round, Ling Xuanzi lost once more.

With the full force of his Saint cultivation, Lin Xun suppressed him in one move, slamming him to the ground. The earth cracked apart, dust and debris exploded into the air, and Ling Xuanzi was left in an utterly wretched state.

The entire battlefield fell into a deathly silence.

Countless onlookers were frozen in disbelief, their eyes wide with shock, as if they couldn’t comprehend Venerable Dao Lord, the supreme existence in their hearts, had suffered yet another crushing defeat!

Amidst the heavy silence, Ling Xuanzi slowly got to his feet. He dusted off his robes with an air of nonchalance, then looked at Lin Xun for a long moment. Suddenly, he broke into a grin. “You truly are a lotus unseen in eternity. No wonder Master was willing to wait eternity for you. Little Junior Brother, what would you like to ask this time?”

His tone was calm and unhurried, devoid of anger, frustration, or bitterness. It was as if suffering three consecutive losses had done nothing to shake his composure.

That kind of unshakable state of mind alone was already terrifying beyond words!

“You have already lost completely.”

Lin Xun’s dark eyes were clear as he said calmly, “According to the rules you set, from this moment onward, your fate is in my hands!”

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