Chapter 842: Dare to Hurt My Disciple?
"Lord of Immortal Origin? Has there been a change of leadership in Lord of Immortal Origin?"
"We pay homage to the Lord of Immortal Origin..."
"We thank the Lord of Immortal Origin..."
As Lin Yun made appearances throughout the Immortal Origin Holy Land, it also caused many cultivators to be agitated.
However, soon after, this Lord of Immortal Origin, Lin Yun, was accepted by many cultivators in the Immortal Origin Holy Land.
Mainly because the ruler of the Immortal Origin Holy Land used to be the True Martial Saint Lord, and the True Martial Saint Lord usually did not manage affairs much, so for ordinary cultivators, replacing him with Lin Yun made no difference.
In fact, the True Martial Saint Lord asking Lin Yun to appear and pacify the cultivators in various areas of the Immortal Origin Holy Land was just a special way to let the cultivators throughout the holy land know about Lin Yun, the new Lord of Immortal Origin.
This matter, although it could be announced directly, wouldn't have been as profound.
Things acquired too easily are often not cherished.
The process of Lin Yun becoming the ruler of the Immortal Origin Holy Land was too easy.
The True Martial Saint Lord wanted Lin Yun to feel a sense of belonging and responsibility towards the Immortal Origin Holy Land, and not just work there for personal gain. If so, should any trouble arise in the Immortal Origin Holy Land in the future, there was no guarantee that Lin Yun would handle it with dedication.
This too, was a bit of selfishness on the part of the True Martial Saint Lord.
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Immortal Origin Holy Land's thirty-second Layered Heaven Blessed Land.
"That Lin Yun... has actually become the ruler of the Immortal Origin Holy Land? How is that possible? How can this be? Lin Yun is not even from the Immortal Origin Holy Land... Those people, they actually agreed?
Damn it! Damn it!" A young man receiving outside information became dispirited, speaking incredulously.
If Lin Yun were here, he would definitely recognize this person as Chu Lee, who he had met several times before and been secretly plotted against by, once sent as an emissary by the Immortal Origin Holy Land.
Chu Lee did not attend the previous meeting in the Immortal Origin Hall. He didn't dare to because he had plotted against Lin Yun several times, nearly causing his death. Later, the Super Golden Beast Can caught up with him and questioned him about this matter. Chu Lee had no feud with the Super Golden Beast Can. Instead, the Super Golden Beast Can had a good relationship with Lin Yun.
Clearly, Super Golden Beast Can's actions were instructed by someone, and Chu Lee did not believe that Lin Yun was unaware of it.
Now aware of Lin Yun's terrifying strength, he dared not show himself, fearing that Lin Yun would execute him on the spot.
Perhaps, previously Lin Yun was hesitant to kill him since he was an envoy of the Immortal Origin Holy Land, but now that Lin Yun had become the Lord of Immortal Origin, he did not believe that Lin Yun would hesitate to kill him.
"The first time I met him, his strength was far inferior to mine. In my eyes, he was like an ant. How could it be, in just a few years, that his strength has grown so rapidly, so terrifying? He is only at the second level of the Super Realm, and I am on the same level! Why is there such a huge gap between our powers?" Chu Lee couldn't accept it and kept growling in frustration.
Suddenly, Chu Lee looked up at a person sitting cross-legged with eyes closed in meditation, speaking frantically, "Master, this is unfair, this is so unfair. Lin Yun isn't even one of our Immortal Origin Holy Land—how can the True Martial Saint Lord simply make him the ruler? You told me you would do your best to help me become the ruler of the Immortal Origin Holy Land!
If you'd just kill him, you are a high-ranked Saint Lord, you can definitely kill him. Once he is slain, I will have the chance to become the ruler of the Immortal Origin Holy Land!"
By the end of his speech, Chu Lee was extremely agitated.
The distant figure sitting cross-legged with eyes closed opened his eyes, a dazzling light flashing deep within his gaze as he coldly said, "True Martial has really done it! Good, very good! Then, he shouldn't blame me for showing no mercy!"
If Lin Yun were here, he too would recognize this person as the Langya Saint Lord they had encountered before.
Chu Lee was actually the disciple of the Langya Saint Lord.
If other high-ranking officials of the Immortal Origin Holy Land were to know this, they too would be quite shocked, for as far as they knew, Chu Lee's master was not the Langya Saint Lord, but a cultivator at the fourth level of the Super Realm who stood by the Langya Saint Lord's side.
The Langya Saint Lord and the True Martial Saint Lord were two mighty Saint Lords of the Immortal Origin Holy Land's Sanctuaries, with incredibly lofty statuses and positions—this difference had a significant meaning.
In the midst of speaking, the Langya Saint Lord glanced at the crazed-looking Chu Lee with a hint of disappointment in his eyes.
He had spent vast resources and a great deal of time on this Chu Lee, yet he was such a disappointment, staying at the second level of the Super Realm for such an extended period.
It was difficult for him to even push this Chu Lee to become the new ruler of the Immortal Origin Holy Land.
If only Chu Lee had a tenth of Lin Yun's abilities, he would have long placed him in the position of ruler of the Immortal Origin Holy Land, and such troubles would not have surfaced.
Now, with Lin Yun's emergence, Lin Yun's talent and strength far surpassed Chu Lee's, making it hopeless for him to continue fighting for Chu Lee's advancement unless he could slay Lin Yun.
But he knew that was impossible.
Lin Yun was not weak, comparable to a mid-level Saint Lord, whereas he was only a high-level Saint Lord. He was confident that he could defeat Lin Yun but had no confidence in killing him; that path simply was not viable.
"I have already expressed my disagreement with Lin Yun becoming the ruler of the Immortal Origin Holy Land, yet you insisted on this, True Martial, you have forced my hand, you have forced my hand..." Langya Saint Lord's eyes flickered as he murmured quietly.