Chapter 162
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Chapter 162: Noble Fate, the Agitated Yan Yunyu
“The rank of Zi Wei, the decree of the emperor!”
Witnessing the lofty and noble aura emanating from Mu Lin, these words burst forth from Tian Yi, a lecturer at Yuhu Academy.
Hearing this, the equally startled Dongfang Ya swiftly countered, “He merely holds a wisp of Zi Wei Qi. Declaring he bears the decree of the emperor stretches too far.”
“Besides, a demon king is still a king. Given Mu Lin’s current state, he could transform into a dragon, claim a water territory, and become a regional demon king.”
“…”
Dongfang Ya’s words snapped Tian Yi to attention. During the feudal era, those bearing imperial destinies outside royalty spelled trouble—she was shielding Mu Lin.
Thankfully, her reasoning held water.
More crucially:
“Teacher Dongfang, you overthink. Even possessing imperial rank matters little. Beyond heaven’s favor toward purple, celestial masters and True Lords also carry imperial decrees. Within our Great Spirit Dynasty, kings of other bloodlines aren’t rare. Twenty years past, Mountain King Lü Shan claimed dominion over the Ten Thousand Great Mountains!”
Unlike ancient Xia, the Great Spirit Dynasty stood unified yet not emperor-dominated. External sects held sway over the throne, while internal lords and great clans abounded. Thus, Mu Lin’s imperial fate wasn’t wholly taboo.
Still, Dongfang Ya shook her head firmly. “It remains Zi Wei Qi.”
Her insistence aimed to curb attention on Mu Lin. While proclaiming his imperial destiny might lure ambitious backers, risks outweighed gains. She knew time alone would let Mu Lin soar—stability came first.
Tian Yi didn’t grasp her motives but yielded after consideration. Knowing Mu Lin’s fate heralded future prominence, he chose not to antagonize the youth or his mentor.
…
Their discussion stayed private. Taoist Palace students, lacking insight, missed Mu Lin’s imperial fate yet sensed his transformed, revered aura.
They also saw Zi Wei’s power amplify his thunder mastery.
—The violent heavenly thunder no longer struck Mu Lin’s crown but his shoulders, as if paying homage.
Such was Zi Wei Emperor Star power’s majesty.
Not that Mu Lin’s rank surpassed heaven’s—the Radiance of Thunder Pool’s lightning carried faint heavenly will but wasn’t true divine retribution, thus bending to Zi Wei’s influence.
This stemmed from Zi Wei Emperor Star power’s inherent nobility. At its peak, it commands stars and rules phenomena. The Central Heaven’s Zi Wei Emperor holds celestial sovereignty—thunder’s deference made sense.
…
With Sky-High Technique Spell: Zi Wei Emperor Star power active, Mu Lin’s late Spirit Pool realm surged.
His transcendent nature fused with the spell, skyrocketing his rank.
Now, his realm overshot Spirit Sea, reaching Refining the Evil stage.
Though his magical energy lingered at Spirit Pool and Spring Fountain stages, the realm breakthrough sufficed.
With the boost from his high rank and the power of the Zi Wei Emperor Star governing all things, the violent thunder now flowed as gently as water for Mu Lin.
He easily absorbed the thunder into his body, directing it to strengthen his muscles, bones, scales, and organs…
The thunder’s stimulation made Mu Lin’s body tremble nonstop, but this time, the controlled enhancement turned his shudders from agony into a soothing, prickling warmth.
As he strengthened himself, Mu Lin kept walking deeper into the Radiance of Thunder Pool.
Sixty-three, sixty-five, sixty-seven, sixty-nine, seventy-two…
He finally halted at seventy-two meters.
This wasn’t his absolute limit, but after merging with the dragon spirit and channeling the Zi Wei power, it became his optimal position.
Here, his body could endure the thunder’s refining force without injury.
Mu Lin settled cross-legged at the seventy-two-meter mark, relentlessly absorbing the power of thunder to temper his flesh.
His pause left the Yuhu Academy students utterly stunned.
As for Lin Qi, his despair faded.
Not because he’d found a way to counter Mu Lin, but because witnessing Mu Lin’s commanding presence and his seventy-two-meter stride into the Radiance of Thunder Pool made one truth clear:
“Someone like Mu Lin is far beyond our squad’s capabilities.”
“And the Taoist Palace’s intel was wildly off. His true strength isn’t that mediocre Paper Figure Technique—it’s his dragon-refining body art.”
“If this technique can withstand thunder’s tempering, our leader’s Pure Yang Body won’t faze him either. He’s not our enemy to fight.”
A small gap would’ve driven Lin Qi to desperate efforts to close it.
But this chasm? It freed him to surrender gracefully.
He also knew the Taoist Palace would never assign Mu Lin to his team again. To protect their reputation, the higher-ups would send Chu Hongxuan, Yan Zhanpeng, the Twin Sisters—all top-three contenders—against him.
They might even deploy Blood Cherry herself.
…
While Lin Qi gave up and ordinary Taoist Palace students stood dumbstruck, the crowd’s reactions to Mu Lin’s feat varied wildly. None, however, matched Yan Yunyu’s exhilaration.
Others didn’t recognize the Zi Wei fate—but she did.
Certainty struck her like an unexpected windfall.
“Zi Wei fate… royalty. I could become Princess Liang!”
Her cheeks flushed, heart drumming.
Never dismiss a royal title’s worth. For commoners—even most scions of powerful clans—it remained an unreachable dream.
One detail revealed its prestige:
Chu Lingluo’s mother scorned Mu Lin, refusing to let her daughter “marry beneath her,” yet readily approved of royal offspring.
Not even a prince—just a noble’s descendant sufficed.
To deter Mu Lin’s interest, she’d inflated her daughter’s marriage prospects.
But truthfully, only heirs of the Ge family, Yan family, royal lines, or clan heads could elevate their spouses to Transformation.
But marrying into powerful clans as a royal heir was no simple matter.
Noble young men of higher status already had countless maidservants, making it impossible to catch their eye through beauty alone.
More crucially, those clan heirs sought alliances to strengthen their own positions.
Their marriages stayed strictly within one’s social class – partners needed both exceptional talent and prestigious family backgrounds.
Chu Lingluo lacked in both aspects.
Her abilities were merely excellent, not peerless. Though her parents held influence in the Chu family, they weren’t the head of the family.
Her dream of becoming Princess Liang seemed distant.
If even Chu Lingluo struggled, Yan Yunyu – with inferior status and neglected by her parents – stood no chance.
Yet now she glimpsed a shortcut. This time, the prize wasn’t some royal heir but an actual prince.
The ambitious Yan Yunyu couldn’t suppress her excitement.
‘I should thank Auntie. Without her interference binding Mu Lin and Lingluo together, I’d have no opening…’
…
Mu Lin remained oblivious to the crowd’s reactions and Yan Yunyu’s fervor.
He concentrated completely on absorbing the vital energy from the heavenly lightning.
Mu Lin realized why Yuhu Academy students considered this Place a treasure—the vitality here was incredibly dense and easily absorbed.
His body had just completed one transformation minutes ago, exhausting his potential. Yet within moments at the Radiance of Thunder Pool, he replenished everything.
‘Second skin shedding already? This sacred pool might let me achieve nine skin sheddings quickly, evolving from serpent to true dragon!’
Even disciplined Mu Lin felt his pulse quicken at the thought of a true dragon’s power.
While maintaining focus, he simultaneously endured the heavenly lightning’s baptism—old scales falling away as new ones emerged.
"Boom… roar…"
Amid thunderous strikes, Mu Lin completed his second transformation.
His limits expanded again, physical strength increasing by sixty percent. The most anticipated change was his awakening talent.
Two-thirds through the process, he vaguely sensed his new ability—and frowned in surprise.
"This talent… isn’t this the signature power of giant beasts and western dragons?"
