Chapter 201: An Inheritance Emerges
"This... a mighty being's inheritance has emerged?"
Lu Xiaoyao opened his eyes, a flash of surprise crossing his face.
He was no novice cultivator, so naturally he could tell this was the stirring of a mighty being's inheritance coming into the world.
After some thought, Lu Xiaoyao decided to go after all.
What he had obtained earlier was merely a Peak Immortal King Realm inheritance, and with so much time having passed, he had more or less finished refining it.
So now, a brand-new inheritance was nothing but welcome.
What was more, he could tell that the inheritance was higher than Immortal King — quite possibly an Immortal Venerable Inheritance.
Granted, to his father an Immortal Venerable Inheritance was nothing; the moment he asked for one, his father would surely give it to him.
But he was a man, and naturally he wanted to seize it by his own effort.
At that thought, Lu Xiaoyao shot into the sky, heading off to claim it.
Meanwhile, the cultivators near the inheritance ground, having witnessed the phenomenon, all rushed toward the inheritance as well.
Granted, the forces they each belonged to were all immensely powerful and hardly lacked for inheritances.
But to them, what was precious was not the inheritance itself, but the trial of fighting for it.
Only such trials could satisfy them.
After all, every one of them was a prodigy.
"Old Ye, do you think we should go?"
Atop a towering tree, two figures sat gathered before a campfire, the demon-beast meat over the flames sizzling and crackling.
The two were none other than Ye Wushuang and Gu Feng.
They had naturally sensed that stirring too. Gu Feng looked toward Ye Wushuang and, after a moment's hesitation, asked.
"Let's go — we definitely should. I reckon the Holy Sons and Holy Maidens will go too, so we'll tag along behind them. Who knows, we might still get the scraps."
At Ye Wushuang's words, Gu Feng's eyes lit up.
Right.
He recalled their experience back in the Ancient Immortal Secret Realm.
True, they couldn't outfight those favored prodigies — but they didn't need to fight those favored prodigies at all.
Instead, it was those favored prodigies who had to fight the Holy Sons and Holy Maidens.
And given the terrifying strength of the Holy Sons and Holy Maidens, the odds of that pack of favored prodigies wresting the inheritance from their hands were near zero.
At that thought, the two exchanged a glance, then without another word shot into the sky and hurried toward the inheritance ground.
Within a great mountain, a ten-thousand-meter waterfall came crashing down, sweeping ten thousand tons of floodwater with it. Below it sat a bald man, his upper body bare, his eyes shut tight.
The ten thousand tons of water poured down, yet it was held off beyond his body — not even a trace of dampness could touch him.
As the stirring of the inheritance reached him, the bald man opened his eyes, gazed in the direction of the inheritance ground, and murmured.
"An Immortal Venerable Inheritance has emerged? In that case, I'll make a trip there."
The moment the bald youth finished speaking, his form blurred and vanished.
And even after he left, the waterfall could not leave so much as a drop of moisture on the spot where he had sat.
The bald man was named Lin Gufo, the Buddha Son of the Heavenly Buddha Temple in the Thirty-Second Heaven of the Immortal Realm.
He was also ranked third on the Prodigy Rankings.
With the opening of the Azure Heaven Secret Realm this time, it could be said that every prodigy on the Prodigy Rankings had entered it.
So upon seeing an Immortal Venerable Inheritance emerge, they all hurried over one after another.
Thus, when Lu Xiaoyao arrived, he saw over a hundred cultivators gathered around the inheritance ground — mostly unfamiliar faces, beings he did not know.
Some, however, recognized Lu Xiaoyao's identity and instinctively kept their distance from him.
Lu Xiaoyao paid it no mind. He found an unoccupied tree near the pillar of light, closed his eyes, and settled in to rest.
But before he had rested long, Fu Qitian, the two Holy Lords, Luo Qianxue, and the others came before him.
"Holy Son, are you confident you can seize this inheritance?"
Ye Wushuang gazed at the prodigies around them, and for some reason his heart began to waver.
But in the end, his trust in Lu Xiaoyao kept him from leaving.
Hearing this, Lu Xiaoyao opened his eyes, sized up the surrounding prodigies, then closed them again.
"Here, no one is my match."
After his battle with Li Chuntian, Lu Xiaoyao had grown considerably stronger, and on top of that he had broken through to the Late Immortal Stage. Though he could only draw on the cultivation of the Peak of the Saint King Realm, the surrounding cultivators still did not weigh on his mind.
Hearing this, Ye Wushuang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, yet he still earnestly began analyzing the present situation for Lu Xiaoyao.
"Holy Son, I know your strength is formidable, but this time every prodigy in the top hundred of the Prodigy Rankings has entered the Azure Heaven Secret Realm."
"Your talent is greater than theirs, Holy Son, but they're none of them pushovers either, so you should still be careful."
"See that fellow over there with the long sword on his back? That's Qin Wudao, ranked fourth on the Prodigy Rankings. His swordsmanship is utterly terrifying — he rarely meets a match at the same realm."
"Now look at that bald one. He's the Buddha Son of the Heavenly Buddha Temple, Lin Gufo, ranked third. They say he was born with a Buddha-heart — the moment he was born, the phantoms of ten thousand ancient Buddhas knelt in worship."
"As for that other one, the fairy in the white dress, she's the demoness of the Demon Sound Sect, Tang Lumo, ranked second. She has the Heaven-Charming Saint Body — they say a single glance from her can leave you bewitched."
"And that last one, the young man in white, is the Dao Son of the Wild Heaven Sect. They say he possesses a Chaos Body, and his strength is monstrous — no one at the same realm can withstand a single move from him."
Ye Wushuang tirelessly explained the prodigies gathered around the inheritance ground.
Lu Xiaoyao, however, waved a hand with a look of impatience.
"No need for all that. If I run into them, I'll just kill them."
"As for this Prodigy Rankings you mention — not long ago I killed a fellow named Li Chuntian, supposedly ranked seventh, and he couldn't even take a few of my moves."
"If the so-called Prodigy Rankings are all at that level, then I reckon I could climb straight to the top."
"What?!"
Ye Wushuang and Gu Feng wore looks of shock — Lu Xiaoyao's words had clearly stunned them.
They never expected Lu Xiaoyao had already killed a prodigy from the Prodigy Rankings so quickly.
At that, their hearts grew excited.
They had worried whether Lu Xiaoyao might have great talent but fall short in actual combat.
But now, hearing that not even a disciple of the Prodigy Rankings was Lu Xiaoyao's match, they finally relaxed.
"Wait — if I remember correctly, isn't Li Chuntian, ranked seventh, the Holy Son of the Immortal-Slaying Sect?"
At this, Gu Feng suddenly recalled something, and swallowed nervously.
But Ye Wushuang wasn't the least bit worried, waving a hand.
"What are you worried about? A mere Immortal-Slaying Sect — can it even compare to the Vermilion Bird Race? Senior Lu doesn't even fear the Vermilion Bird Race, let alone a tiny little Immortal-Slaying Sect."
"That's true enough."
Only then did Gu Feng recall Lu Xunxian's terrifying strength, and inwardly he couldn't help but quietly pity the Immortal-Slaying Sect.
Having offended Lu Xiaoyao, their Immortal-Slaying Sect's death knell had all but sounded.