NOVEL NEXT Chapter 3
Chapter 3: Hands in Pockets, No Rivals
In everyone’s eyes, the Ninth Abyss Ancestor, Yellow Springs Ancestor, and Setting Sun Ancestor appeared like gods descending to earth, terrifyingly powerful.
But to Lin Xuanqing, they were merely bags of experience points.
He wished more would come.
[Ding: Host has triggered a main quest.]
[Ding: Volume One—Fame Shakes Northern Sea.]
[Ding: Click to accept? Yes/No]
The familiar voice sounded in Lin Xuanqing’s ears.
The golden system panel appeared again.
“Haha, issuing quests now?”
Lin Xuanqing often read novels on Tomato Fiction Network in his previous life and deeply understood the pattern of system protagonists.
The appearance of a quest also meant—
Ready to take off?~~~
So he clicked the “Yes” option without hesitation.
[Ding: Main quest “Fame Shakes Northern Sea” accepted!]
[Quest objective: Accumulate over 100,000 Reputation Points within half a year]
[Quest reward: Unlock cultivation system]
[Quest failure penalty: Lose 10 centimeters, not height]
“Damn, that’s harsh?”
“If I fail the quest, I’ll only have 8 centimeters left. No, I must succeed!”
[Ding: Please don’t exaggerate, thank you.]
“Ahem, System, since you’ve appeared, tell me exactly how to use this Instant Kill Emperor ability?”
Lin Xuanqing changed the subject.
After all, since obtaining this ability, he hadn’t yet put it into practice.
Facing real Emperor Realm experts, he was still somewhat hesitant.
[Ding: Host just needs to shout the word “Activate,” and you can achieve one-click instant kills.]
[Ding: As for special effects, the system will randomly select, but guaranteed to be cool and won’t disappoint the host.]
“Alright~”
“System, don’t trick me, I’m very innocent~”
[Ding: Host, you should understand that those who underestimate the system all end up miserable.]
“Uh.”
“Okay, boss…”
…
Meanwhile, the many powerful experts besieging the Purple Empyrean Sect were slightly shocked to see Lin Xuanqing still sitting calmly.
“This Purple Empyrean Ancestor, facing three Emperor Realm ancestors simultaneously, can still sit so calmly?”
“Is he scared silly?”
Yellow Springs Sect Master looked at Yin Xuan, feeling something was off.
“Could it be that the Purple Empyrean Ancestor has already stepped into second-level Emperor Realm, so he’s fearless?”
“No, that’s impossible!”
“Beyond Emperor Realm, each step is as difficult as ascending to heaven. The Purple Empyrean Ancestor only broke through to Emperor Realm a hundred years ago, how could he break through to the second level so quickly?”
Ye Zong nodded, agreeing with Yin Xuan’s view.
“Brother Yin speaks truly.”
“Fifty thousand years ago, the Azure Cloud Sword Saint entered Emperor Realm at three hundred years old, appearing suddenly in the world, and it was only after enduring three moves from the Northern Sea Emperor that he gained enlightenment and advanced to second-level Emperor Realm.”
“How could this second-level Emperor Realm be so easy to achieve?”
“The Purple Empyrean Ancestor has always maintained a mortal appearance, probably using some techniques to hide his cultivation. His actions are merely to intimidate us.”
The three Emperor Realm sect ancestors also realized this point.
The Ninth Abyss Ancestor laughed lightly: “Lin Xuanqing, with death approaching, don’t play such small tricks before us.”
“However, if you’re willing to be driven by my Soul Control Technique, becoming a servant to us three, we could spare your life.”
Then he looked down at Purple Battle Sky and others, saying contemptuously: “If you all are willing to hand over your soul essence, you may also be spared from death.”
Before preparing to conquer the Purple Empyrean Sect, the three great sects had already arranged to enslave some of the Purple Empyrean Sect’s high-level members as future protectors for their sectś geniuses.
So from the beginning of the mountain attack, the three great sects had not dealt fatal blows to the many elders of the Purple Empyrean Sect, but forced them to retreat step by step to the Void Palace.
“Sect Master, I’m sorry…”
Under such pressure, faced with the temptation of a chance to survive, on the Purple Empyrean Sect’s side, an elder surnamed Liu was the first to waver.
Following him, the second and third elders lowered their heads guiltily.
“Sect Master, we also…”
Purple Battle Sky saw more and more sect elders deciding to defect to the three great sects, and his heart instantly grew cold.
“Our Purple Empyrean Sect has treated you all well…”
Ye Zong, watching from a distance, laughed loudly: “Hahahaha, Purple Battle Sky, this is called ‘the wise adapt to circumstances.'”
Then he added fuel to the fire: “If there are still any of you preparing to come over to our side, this Sect Master guarantees that in a hundred years, your freedom will be returned!”
A hundred years, for mortals, is a long lifetime.
But for these Martial Patriarchs, Martial Lords, and even Saints, it’s merely a fleeting moment.
Under Ye Zong’s instigation, the elders of the Purple Empyrean Sect who were still hesitating firmed their resolve to defect.
“Purple Sect Master, sorry!”
In that moment, many elders around Purple Battle Sky stepped into the void and went to Ye Zong’s side.
“You all!”
Purple Battle Sky watched helplessly as they left, powerless to stop them.
In the end, only the oldest Saint Realm elder remained by Purple Battle Sky’s side.
“Elder Li, I never thought that in the end, only you would be willing to stay.”
Purple Battle Sky said helplessly.
Elder Li sighed deeply, then clasped his hands toward Purple Battle Sky and said: “Alas, Sect Master, take care!”
Then he mobilized his cultivation, preparing to leave.
“Elder Li, are you leaving too?”
Elder Li looked back at Purple Battle Sky.
“Sect Master, the situation is lost, I have no choice…”
With that, he also went to Ye Zong’s side.
At this point, the core figures of the Purple Empyrean Sect were only Lin Xuanqing and Purple Battle Sky.
“Purple Battle Sky, how does it feel to be abandoned by all?”
After the three of them took away the soul essence of many Purple Empyrean Sect elders, they mockingly laughed at the lone Purple Battle Sky.
Purple Battle Sky was utterly helpless. At this moment, he turned to look at Lin Xuanqing, his heart changing from initial trust to doubt.
Why, at this critical moment, was the Ancestor still not making a move?
Could it be that the Ancestor was truly afraid?
…
Actually, Lin Xuanqing wasn’t afraid.
He was just thinking about what cool pose to strike when he instantly killed the three Emperor Realm experts in a moment.
But before he could decide, in the blink of an eye, those traitors had already defected.
But this was also good, as it indirectly revealed that these elders were not reliable.
At this moment, with Purple Battle Sky’s eyes full of expectation, Lin Xuanqing stood up from the gilded throne.
He put his hands in his pockets, glanced at the three Emperor Realm ancestors in the sky, and said two words.
“Activate.”
“Activate?”
The three ancestors instantly adopted defensive stances.
“What does that mean?”
Not only did Purple Battle Sky not understand, but the people from the three great sects also didn’t understand.
And what was with this Purple Empyrean Ancestor—why did he have two pockets under his white Taoist robe?
“Putting on airs!”
The Setting Sun Ancestor coldly snorted.
He had originally thought that Lin Xuanqing’s “Activate” was a secret technique for some powerful method, but nothing happened.
“Lin Xuanqing, I’ll give you ten breaths of time to make your final choice—submit or die?!”
The Setting Sun Ancestor had already lost his patience.
Who knew that Lin Xuanqing’s next words would not develop in the direction they had imagined.
Lin Xuanqing, hands in his pockets, looked extremely arrogant.
“Ten breaths?”
“This Seat gives you ten breaths of time—”
“Choose to submit, or die?!”
With these words, the entire scene exploded.
Has the Purple Empyrean Ancestor gone mad?