Another Elder from the Holy Land of Kunlun curiously inquired, “Chongxu, what’s wrong?”
The Daoist known as Chongxu wore a troubled expression: “The Holy Land entrusted me with compiling the Qilin Ranking, but for the life of me, I can’t decide how to rank the new Holy Son of Tai Hua.”
“Oh, Tai Hua has a new Holy Son?”
“The new Holy Son of Tai Hua, a direct disciple recently taken by Lin Xuantong, defeated Jiang Yu, who was ranked ninety-seventh in the Qilin Ranking, while only in the Golden Immortal Realm. My dilemma is that if a mere Golden Immortal can be so defiant of the heavens, then considering his talent, he may well hope to enter the top ten of the Qilin Ranking in the future. To rank him too low would not do justice to his potential, especially since he is likely to break through to the Quasi-Emperor Realm soon and gain another level of strength. But he is currently just a Golden Immortal, and placing him before a group of Quasi-Emperors or even Immortal Emperors would certainly displease those ranked above him. They would suspect that the Qilin Ranking is inflated.”
The Chongxu Daoist hesitated, indecisive.
All the major Holy Lands and Prestigious Families regard the Qilin Ranking of the Kunlun Holy Land as a sacred list that measures the potential of the younger generation’s geniuses, and it carries significant prestige.
Whenever the Qilin Ranking is updated, Kunlun must think twice before taking action.
“A Golden Immortal defeated a Quasi-Emperor?”
Find more to read at empire
“Tai Hua has actually fostered such a genius.”
“And here I thought, after that kid Qingyang went missing, Tai Hua would be unable to follow suit with no particularly outstanding talents. Unexpectedly, Lin Xuantong lucked into accepting a disciple with even greater potential, not to mention having a daughter who excels at crafting magical treasures.”
The Elders of Kunlun Holy Land began discussing Tai Hua.
“My fellow brothers and sisters, please help me figure out a solution.”
Chongxu Daoist continued to fret.
“Isn’t it just a Qilin Ranking? You decide.”
The other Supreme Elders of Kunlun cast a nonplussed glance at Chongxu Daoist.
The Chongxu Daoist had no choice but to make a bold move, ranking Lu Changsheng at number thirty-nine.
With the update of the Qilin Ranking, all the major Holy Lands were in an uproar.
Lu Changsheng climbed from the four hundred and sixty-first rank to the thirty-ninth rank on the Qilin Ranking, all while possessing a cultivation at the Golden Immortal Realm!
Under normal circumstances, the Qilin Ranking tends to be conservative, and one wouldn’t expect a single contest to elevate someone’s ranking so considerably. Lu Changsheng, having defeated Jiang Yu who was ranked ninety-seventh, would usually expect to be placed around the ninetieth position.
However, the Supreme Elder of Kunlun responsible for the Qilin Ranking, Chongxu Daoist, proclaimed that he had taken Lu Changsheng’s potential into account, hence the placement at thirty-ninth. It was surely not out of laziness or random arrangement.
At that moment, all the major Holy Lands grew envious.
Tai Hua originally had the most talented young Immortal Emperor of their generation—Qingyang Immortal Emperor—who mysteriously vanished four million years ago, leaving Tai Hua possibly bereft of a supreme Immortal Emperor in the future. However, the arrival of Lu Changsheng filled this gap.
Tai Hua’s status amongst the Holy Lands would not decline but might even rise in the future.
Of course, Lu Changsheng had to avoid any untimely demise along the way.
In Yaochi Holy Land, Liu Mufeng was surprised to hear that the new Holy Son of Tai Hua ranked thirty-ninth on the Qilin Ranking and was still just a Golden Immortal.
Lu Changsheng was Dugu Aotian’s master, and this Liu Mufeng knew well.
“This person is indeed extraordinary. Could it be that he has seen through Dugu Aotian’s origins and that’s why he took Dugu Aotian as his disciple? If that’s the case, then who on earth is he?”
Liu Mufeng found it impossible to comprehend.
The origins of Dugu Aotian were not simple, which made Lu Changsheng, his master, appear even more enigmatic.
Liu Mufeng attempted to divine Lu Changsheng’s origins.
His understanding of the Time Law far surpassed that of Lu Changsheng in the Golden Immortal Realm. Lu Changsheng should not have been able to conceal his Qi Destiny from him with his divine skills.
Utilizing the cause-and-effect relationship of Dugu Aotian, Liu Mufeng set out to speculate on the fate of Dugu Aotian’s master, Lu Changsheng.
After a while, Liu Mufeng’s Daoist Robe was soaked with sweat; he opened his eyes in terror: “How strange, this man’s fate is a complete blank? With my comprehension of the Time Law, I can’t even deduce his past and future.”
Liu Mufeng felt as though he had seen a ghost.
He could divine Dugu Aotian’s Qi Destiny, but not Lu Changsheng’s?
It should be noted that Dugu Aotian’s father was a Great Demon Head who made the Holy Lands tremble, secretly assisting Dugu Aotian in concealing his Qi Destiny. Still, Liu Mufeng was able to deduce Dugu Aotian’s origins through some causality.
“Lin Xuantong couldn’t have helped him to hide his Qi Destiny, nor could it be that he is beyond my divination. Could there be a higher power behind him?”
“`
Lu Mufeng broke out in a cold sweat.
Although he did not know why Lu Changsheng’s fate was a blank slate, he believed that there must be great experts helping Lu Changsheng conceal his Qi Destiny.
Not just Lu Mufeng, but also other unparalleled masters from various Holy Lands, after being shocked by Lu Changsheng’s sudden ascent to the thirty-ninth spot on the Qilin Ranking, tried to calculate Lu Changsheng’s origin.
However, these unparalleled masters came up empty-handed.
Like Lu Mufeng, they thought there must be a great expert behind Lu Changsheng helping him hide his fate.
“Lin Xuantong, that guy, is really lucky, having found a disciple against heaven’s will. However, I’ve also recently taken on a disciple with admirable talent. As long as I develop his potential, he may well be on par with Lin Xuantong’s disciple.”
In a certain Holy Land, a Saint Lord with cultivation comparable to Lin Xuantong was pondering who between Lin Xuantong and his disciple was more against heaven’s will.
He and Lin Xuantong had been rivals since young, and even now, they were still competing.
He called over a young disciple, “Disciple, an Ancestor of ours, his time coming to an end, has decided to seal his lifelong cultivation in your body, to unlock your potential.”
“My special physique, is there still room for improvement?”
“Indeed, your Eternal Wilderness Body is extraordinary, just not yet developed. As long as you inherit the Ancestor’s lifelong cultivation, you might even surpass your master in the future.”
The Saint Lord looked at his newly taken disciple with satisfaction.
The Eternal Wilderness Body, an extremely rare special physique in the Immortal Realm; once fully developed, it is famed to be indestructible even within countless wildernesses.
“This is the Qilin Ranking of Kunlun Holy Land, listing all known young prodigies. The higher the ranking, the more monstrous the talent. Your goal is to surpass this thirty-ninth-ranked fellow. This person is Lin Xuantong’s disciple. Lin Xuantong had some past grievances with me in early years, and I certainly do not want my disciple to lose to his. Last time your senior brother lost to Lin Xuantong’s leading disciple Qingyang, I hope you can win back honor for your master.”
The disciple took the Qilin Ranking, and when he saw the name Lu Changsheng ranked thirty-ninth, he stood frozen, eyes wide: “Lu?”
“Changye, you know him?”
The Saint Lord was somewhat surprised.
He did not expect that his disciple and Lin Xuantong’s disciple were old acquaintances.
…
In Guanghan Holy Land, Xia Ningxue was crouching obediently under a sweet osmanthus tree, feeding several spiritual rabbits.
A graceful figure descended, the Immortal Sword guided back to its sheath.
“Third Senior Sister?”
“Your husband has certainly made a name for himself.”
The Third Senior Sister took out the Qilin Ranking, pointing at Lu Changsheng’s name on the list.
“That’s to be expected.”
Xia Ningxue was not too surprised.
She knew all too well how terrifying Lu Changsheng’s talents were.
To put it this way, the fact that so many from Mount Shu could ascend to the Immortal Realm, was all thanks to Lu Changsheng.
Even Xia Ningxue’s current level of cultivation was partly due to practicing the Yin Yang Dual Cultivation Skills with Lu Changsheng.
“It seems in our little junior sister’s eyes, her husband is capable of anything.”
The Third Senior Sister was surprised by Xia Ningxue’s calmness, as if Xia Ningxue wouldn’t be surprised even if Lu Changsheng ranked first on the Qilin Ranking.
The Third Senior Sister remembered something, “An Ancestor is passing her power onto you, and she plans to bestow her lifelong cultivation on you after you become an Immortal Emperor. By then, little junior sister, you will certainly be able to enter the Qilin Ranking as well. How far are you from the Quasi-Emperor Realm?”
“Anytime now.”
Xia Ningxue’s eyes were bright, her aura already at the peak of the ninth layer of the Golden Immortal Realm.
…
After the competition of the Holy Sons concluded, Lu Changsheng secluded himself to digest the insights from his exchange with Jiang Yu, preparing to make a breakthrough to the Quasi-Emperor Realm in one fell swoop.
Only by becoming a true Immortal Emperor would Lu Changsheng qualify for higher-level access to the Treasure Pavilion and Scripture Pavilion.
“`