Chapter 537 - 538: Twenty Years in a Blink
Chapter 537: Chapter 538: Twenty Years in a Blink
Above the void, Zhong Lin sat cross-legged inside the tower ship, through the window he could see the passing clouds beneath him, and the vast, boundless earth below them.
Twenty years passed in a flash, these twenty years were also the most peaceful time Zhong Lin had lived through, although he still hadn’t broken through to the Nirvana Realm, the aura on his body grew more stable, like an abyss.
During these twenty years, Zhong Lin mostly stayed at the Heavenly Sword Sacred Land, although he occasionally went out for a stroll, it was more for relaxation, and he didn’t go on any adventures.
Even though his cultivation hadn’t changed much over twenty years, his combat power kept soaring, especially after Zhong Lin integrated his martial arts, he himself did not know what kind of destructive power he could unleash with full force.
During these twenty years, many things also happened at the Heavenly Sword Sacred Land, such as the return of the Seventh, Eighth, and Ninth Saint Heirs, among them, the Seventh and Eighth Saint Heirs were sisters Ying Ju and Ying He, people he was familiar with.
Not only at the Heavenly Sword Sacred Land, but other domains’ sacred lands also had some talented individuals starting to gain fame, and among them, a familiar name reached Zhong Lin’s ears.
About ten years ago, the Cold Domain Xuanming Sacred Land recruited a new disciple named Gu Chen. It was rumored that this person possessed the Taisu Body and, after being taken in by a Xuanming Saint level elder, his cultivation skyrocketed, swiftly overpowering disciples of the same level in the Xuanming Sacred Land, with no rivals at his level, he reached the peak of the Yin Yang Realm in just a few years.
Some called him the most dazzling young figure in the Eastern Desolate, with no one at the same level being his match, the top of his generation.
Hearing the name Gu Chen brought a flood of emotions to Zhong Lin’s heart, yet he wasn’t surprised. Others might not know, but he was well aware of Gu Chen’s undefeatable luck, truly a child of destiny.
Whether it was the Xuan Gui Continent or the Luoxing Islands, to him, they were but puddles, arriving at the Eastern Desolate was truly the dragon entering the sea, with the Kunpeng spreading its wings.
If he followed the pattern of novels from his past life, Zhong Lin seriously suspected that the two-world war this time would be Gu Chen’s stage, and through it, he could really soar into the sky, possibly even ascending to the legendary Divine Realm.
The timing was just too coincidental, he was born during the two-world war, his cultivation speed was more exaggerated than a rocket, with never-ending serendipities, constant romantic fortunes, practically even more of a protagonist than the protagonists.
Especially news from a few days ago, Gu Chen, with cultivation at the peak of the Yin Yang Realm, slew a Great Ability of the Life and Death Realm, causing a sensation in the world.
After all, for someone at the Yin Yang Realm to leap ranks and slay a Great Ability of the Life and Death Realm, it’s extremely rare, not something an ordinary person could achieve, let alone that this Great Ability of the Life and Death Realm was not just any loose cultivator but a demon cultivator Great Ability from the Nine Nether Demon Sect.
Upon hearing this news, Zhong Lin couldn’t help but exclaim, ’Good fellow’, and was even more curious whether this inexpensive disciple of his might surpass him in breaking through to the Nirvana Realm.
Of course, it was just a thought, breaking through to the Nirvana Realm isn’t that easy.
Talent and potential are talent and potential, they don’t completely determine future achievements.
Throughout history, countless talents have fallen midway, some were even brighter than Gu Chen in their youth, claimed to have the potential of emperors.
Yet some of them fell at the Nirvana Realm, and even more tragic, some fell at the Life and Death Realm.
The path of cultivation, no one can predict.
“It’s time to break through, it would be too embarrassing if I were surpassed by my own disciple.” Zhong Lin murmured in his heart.
Knock, knock, knock!
Zhong Lin slowly opened his eyes, sensing the aura of Chi Zhonglin outside the door, he sighed inwardly but still spoke.
“Come in.”
The door opened, Chi Zhonglin entered juggling a large jade gourd in his hands.
“I say, junior brother, cultivation is never an overnight thing. If you can’t break through, you can’t break through. You can’t just lock yourself in a room every day, this requires serendipity, perhaps if you go out for a walk, your opportunity might come.”
Chi Zhonglin swaggered in and plopped down in front of Zhong Lin, with a wave of his palm over the table two exquisite wine cups appeared.
“Here, this is the spiritual wine I got from Master, it’s said to have aged for ten thousand years, though I don’t know if that’s true, but today we’re in for a treat.”
Zhong Lin couldn’t resist asking, “Got? You’re sure it’s not stolen? Ten-thousand-year-old spiritual wine, aren’t you afraid Master will find out and beat you to death?”
“Heh heh, beating to death is impossible, at most he would clean up the house, and besides, didn’t I come to share it with you first, junior brother? With you sharing the risk with me, I won’t die.” Chi Zhonglin said smugly.
Zhong Lin darkened, now feeling a strong urge to beat Chi Zhonglin to death.
How had he not discovered that this second senior brother of his had such a thick skin before, not only doing wrong but also dragging him into it?
“Come on, taste it.”
Chi Zhonglin poured two cups of liquid gold-like wine from the jade gourd, thick as it was.
And as the wine flowed out, the whole room was infused with a rich aroma, instantly making one’s mouth water.
Gulp!
Looking at the golden liquid, Zhong Lin couldn’t hold back a gulp, though he wasn’t fond of liquor, the ten-thousand-year-old spiritual wine in front of him was too tempting.
Chi Zhonglin grinned, pushing one cup in front of Zhong Lin.
“Taste it.”
Zhong Lin didn’t bother with any polite words, reaching out directly to pick it up, then took a small sip.
The thick liquid, like honey, wasn’t spicy at all upon entry, bursting with rich flavor in the mouth instantly.
“Great wine.”
Zhong Lin couldn’t help but praise, subsequently downing the remaining contents in one go.
“Haha, right! This is ten-thousand-year spiritual wine, there’s only a bottle and a half left with Master, and I stole this half bottle. Doesn’t it feel worth it, even if beaten?” Chi Zhonglin said smugly.
“Why just half a bottle?”
“Because I don’t want to end up beaten to death.”
“You won’t die, at most you’ll be crippled.”
“…”
The two fell silent, quietly savoring the dwindling wine, until the final drop was finished.
“No, I have to go back and steal the remaining bottle when Master isn’t looking, better to die than let it go.” Chi Zhonglin hardened his heart.
“Best to rope in the senior brother too.”
Zhong Lin timely added a sentence, having also been captivated by the taste of the ten-thousand-year spiritual wine.
“Yes, pull in the senior brother as well, with him taking the brunt of Master’s anger, we won’t be punished.”
A light smile appeared on Zhong Lin’s lips, he turned to glance out the window, a mass of fiery clouds floated in mid-air while a wave of heat washed over him, as he looked, the Sword Domain’s verdant scenery was gone, replaced by an endless desert. It was night now, the moon shone with its cool glow, as if the desert were coated with mercury.