xymnovel Chapter 558 Post-War Conference
Chapter 558 Post-War Conference
The inner hall on the 998th floor of the Tower of Babel.
Lin Chen sat in the main seat, legs crossed, toying with a teacup in his hand.
The leaders of the various factions sat on either side.
Those who can be here are the top experts and powerful figures on the mainland.
Kunlun Domain Lord Jiang Xuan, Penglai Immortal Island Lord Long Zaitian, Qingyun Sect Master Qingyunzi, Tianjian Pavilion Master Jian Junzi and Jian Shisan, and Mount Sumeru Abbot Master Xuanci.
The emperors of the four great dynasties of Zhongzhou: Zhou, Xia, Qin, and Shang.
The ruler of the Southern Wilderness Demon Kingdom, the empress of the Northern Desert Flame Empire, and the ruler of the Western State Golden Sand Empire.
There are also Zhao Zilong and Zhang Yiyuan.
In addition, Zhuge Liang, Yuan Tiangang, and Li Chunfeng sat in a corner listening in.
As for the Eastern Region, Lin Chen represents it.
Lin Chen leaned back in his chair and tapped his fingers lightly on the table twice.
"Knock knock".
Everyone sat up straight.
"Although we won this battle, all sides suffered heavy losses, so I'm going to give everyone some compensation. Let's start with the Avengers."
As soon as Lin Chen finished speaking, everyone's ears perked up.
The core members of the Avengers, Zhang Yiyuan, Long Zaitian, Jiang Xuan, Qingyunzi, Jian Junzi, and Master Xuanci, had no expression on their faces, but their eyes were fixed on Lin Chen, gleaming with sharp light.
These people all made breakthroughs in their cultivation during the great battle.
Great battles are the best training grounds; the tempering between life and death is more effective than any seclusion.
All of them broke through from the early stage of True Lord to the middle stage of True Lord, which was unimaginable in the past.
But what Lin Chen wanted to give was not cultivation level, but foundation.
"Each core member of the Avengers will receive 100,000 spirit stones, a number of pills, and a cultivation manual."
As Lin Chen spoke, he took out several cultivation manuals from his pocket and floated them in front of the group.
Zhang Yiyuan looked down and his eyes widened in shock—"Taiyi Sword Manual," a Saint-level superior grade.
His hands trembled slightly, his lips quivered, and he couldn't utter a word for a long time.
When Long Zaitian saw the book in front of him, his eyes almost popped into his teacup:
Holy crap!
It turned out to be the Saint-level superior grade "Azure Sea Tide Technique".
The scars on his face were clustered together, looking a bit frightening, but his eyes were red.
"This...this thing is really for us?" Long Zaitian's voice trembled slightly.
Jiang Xuan didn't speak, but reached out and took the cultivation manual. He looked down and saw it was the "Kunlun Heart Sutra," a high-grade Saint-level manual.
His hand gripped the pages tightly, his knuckles turning white, and the broken finger began to throb again, but he didn't care.
Sword Gentleman glanced at it—"The Heavenly Sword Record," a Saint-level superior grade.
His face was expressionless, but his hands were clenched so tightly they turned white.
Qingyunzi glanced down at it—"Qingyun Secret Manual," a Saint-level superior grade.
His white beard twitched, and he almost dropped the whisk in his hand.
Upon seeing the Saint-level superior-grade "Indestructible Vajra Divine Skill" before him, Abbot Xuanci chanted a Buddhist prayer: "Amitabha..."
The voice trembled slightly.
The Saint-level cultivation techniques of Tianyuan Continent were lost in ancient times.
All that remained for each faction was a fragment of the scroll.
Only the first half of Kunlun Heart Sutra remains; the second half is missing.
The "Azure Sea Tide Technique" of Penglai Immortal Island is missing its most crucial general chapter.
Only one page of the Qingyun Sect's "Qingyun Secret Manual" remains.
The Heavenly Sword Pavilion's "Heavenly Sword Record" only contains sword manuals, not internal cultivation methods.
The "Indestructible Vajra Divine Skill" of Mount Sumeru is now only known by its name; its contents have long been lost.
That great battle in ancient times shattered too many things.
It's not just about the boundaries between heaven and earth, but also about inheritance.
Now, Lin Chen has returned the inheritance to them.
Zhang Yiyuan was the first to stand up and bowed deeply to Lin Chen, his waist bent deeper than ever before.
Long Zaitian stood up, his smile fading, his face turning serious.
Jiang Xuan, Qing Yunzi, Jian Junzi, and Abbot Xuanci also stood up.
Six people, six bows.
"Thank you so much, Young Master Xie Lin!"
Lin Chen waved his hand casually, "Alright, alright, stop getting sentimental, I don't fall for that."
Lin Chen took out another cultivation manual and hovered it in mid-air.
This manual has an even more profound aura than the previous ones, and the cover has four large characters written on it: "All Methods Return to Their Origin".
"This book, 'The Return of All Laws,' is a Saint-level top-grade technique. As a shared cultivation method of the alliance, all members can practice it."
All six people were stunned at the same time.
Long Zaitian swallowed hard, his voice dry: "Saint-level...top grade?"
Qingyunzi's white beard trembled even more violently, his eyes fixed on the martial arts manual floating in mid-air, as if he were looking at a mountain of gold.
Jiang Xuan's lips moved slightly, his voice very soft: "A Saint-level top-grade item... a legendary item."
The swordsman finally couldn't hold back any longer; his Adam's apple bobbed, and his voice tightened.
"Young Master Lin, this..." He couldn't continue.
Jian Shisan watched his brother's behavior from the side, and the corner of his mouth twitched. It was the first time he had ever seen Jian Junzi with such a face.
Lin Chen's gaze swept across the six people's faces, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
He deliberately left the shared cultivation method until last, just to see their expressions.
He admits he has a bit of a perverse sense of humor, but he likes it.
Looking at these usually aloof and authoritative figures, who now seemed like naive children, he felt quite pleased.
Lin Chen ignored them and turned to look at Zhao Zilong.
"Guardians of the Galaxy, each person will receive 50,000 spirit stones, a number of pills, and a number of cultivation techniques."
As he spoke, he took out several more martial arts manuals and floated them in front of Zhao Zilong.
The highest level of True Lord is like a windfall for a terrestrial immortal.
Zhao Zilong accepted the manual, clasped his hands in a salute, and his silver armor made a cracking sound, the sound of blood congealing after it dried.
"Guardians of the Galaxy, sworn to serve our lord to the death!"
Lin Chen glanced at him and corrected him, "It is loyalty to all living beings under heaven."
Zhao Zilong was taken aback, his lips moved slightly, then he nodded emphatically: "To be loyal to all living beings!"
Lin Chen glanced at everyone again and continued:
"Besides the techniques we just learned, each faction has also bestowed other rewards!"
"Tianyuan City, Tianyuan Bible, Saint-level Low Grade."
Zhang Yiyuan carefully accepted it and bowed again.
"Kunlun Domain, Kunlun Codex, Saint-level Low Grade."
Jiang Xuan stood up, took it with both hands, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said nothing.
But his hands were trembling, his lips were tightly pursed, and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down.
"Penglai Immortal Island, Penglai Immortal Manual, Saint-level Low Grade."
Long Zaitian took it, turned two pages, and laughed—a loud, hearty laugh.
"Hahaha! Good! Great!"
The scars on his face were clustered together, which looked a little scary, but his eyes were full of light.
"Qingyun Sect, Qingyun True Explanation, Saint-level Low Grade."
Qingyunzi took it, holding it in both hands, his white beard trembling violently.
He opened his mouth as if to say something, but didn't, and in the end just bowed deeply.
"Heavenly Sword Pavilion, Heavenly Sword Technique, Saint-level Low Grade."
Sword Gentleman took it, glanced at it, and then looked up at Lin Chen.
His lips moved, his Adam's apple bobbed, but in the end he said nothing, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and withdrew.
"Mount Sumeru, from the Buddhist canon, is classified as a low-grade saint."
Master Xuanci clasped his hands together, chanted a Buddhist mantra, and his eyes were a little red.
The four great dynasties of Zhongzhou, the Southern Wilderness, the Northern Desert, and the Western State each possess a Saint-level cultivation technique.
The Lord of Ten Thousand Demons took the cultivation manual, flipped through two pages, snapped it shut, stood up, and bowed deeply to Lin Chen.
This time, he didn't unleash his loud voice, lowering it considerably: "Young master, I cannot express my gratitude for your great kindness."
The Flame Empress took the cultivation manual, glanced at it, then looked up at Lin Chen, a slight smile playing on her lips, her eyes conveying a profound meaning.
The King of Jinsha Kingdom took the cultivation manual, flipped through two pages, and his eyes lit up like two light bulbs.
He clasped his hands in a fist salute, his voice booming like thunder: "Young Master Xie Lin!"
Lin Chen glanced at everyone, and the corners of his mouth slowly turned up.
Each family received a Saint-level cultivation technique, no more, no less, just right.
His strategy is to prevent any single company from becoming dominant and to ensure that no one feels disadvantaged.
He didn't say it, but everyone present was shrewd; who couldn't see it?
Nobody has pointed it out yet.
Zhang Yiyuan looked at the "Taiyi Sword Manual" and "Tianyuan Scripture" in his hands, and then at the "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Source" floating in the air.
He glanced at the other people's techniques and his lips twitched slightly.
He understood Lin Chen's meaning—to be impartial and to balance all parties.
This young man may seem lazy and casual, but he's actually very clear-headed.