Entered For 70 Years, Undefeated
Chapter016:Qin Chen Restores Favors

“Who's there?” Ling Ran shouted slowly. He was well aware that someone had appeared. When he woke up, he saw a figure disappear from the window. He furrowed his brows, feeling that the figure was somewhat familiar.

Just as he was about to ask for help, he saw a medicinal herb glittering on the table, emitting a special medicinal scent.

He only sniffed it lightly, and he felt the deep wounds on his body seemed to have healed a little. He looked at the medicinal herbs in shock. It was clearly a heavenly herb.

How precious is the heavenly medicine? It was precious that even the entire Taiyi Holy Land did not possess it.

!!

Even if they did, they probably wouldn't let him use it so easily.

With this heavenly medicine, Ling Ran believed that his internal wounds would definitely heal completely, and he no longer needed to worry about the danger of death.

On the other side was a book that emitted a purple light. A few big words were written on it: Zixia Heaven-ascending Sutra!

“‘Sutra Hiking Heaven the legendary Zixia’!” This made Ling Ran even more surprised than when he saw the heavenly medicine. This was because the Heaven Riding Sutra of Zixia was a peerless ancient Sutra created by the legendary Supreme Empress Zixia in an era over a hundred thousand years ago.

There were rumors that Empress Zixia also possessed the Zixia Body and had cultivated it to the peak, reaching an unprecedented level.

It's just, isn't “Sutra Ride Heaven Zixia” gone?

To think it showed up here.

Ling Ran flipped through Zixia's Heaven Riding Sutra and found it deep and mysterious. Although this was the first time he had seen it, he could feel that it was perfectly suited to his Zixia Body, making him confident that this was the real Silk, and he was moved by the gift.

Finally, there was only one note with a single line of words: This is to return the favor tenfold!

He thought of the figure that disappeared. He thought it was the thief who sneaked in to steal, but the heavenly medicine and the “Sutra of Heaven Ride Zixia” that appeared on the table were all priceless treasures.

Who's the other party?

Why does he look so familiar?

Especially the good of the past?

When did he give such help to such a mysterious expert?

…

On the mountain of the Holy Son where the Holy Son resides.

In contrast to the grief of the outside world, the mountain of the Holy Son was filled with joy.

In the grand palace, Holy Son Zhao Yi sat on the main seat, flanked by the Holy Land disciples who were on good terms with him and followed him.

At this moment, a disciple cupped his fist towards Zhao Yi and laughed, “Congratulations, Your Majesty. The Holy Princess had now failed in her misery and suffered internal injuries. In the future, there was no way he would compete for the position of Holy Lord. In the entire Taiyi Holy Land, you are the most qualified to compete for the position of Holy Lord!”

“Your Majesty is now at level seven of the Wuxing Realm. No one in the Holy Land matches you.”

“Soon, the next Holy Lord will be decided. Now that the Holy Princess has been crippled, who else is most qualified to become a Holy Lord other than His Majesty?

In the palace, many disciples were flattering Zhao Yi.

“Everything, please don't say that. The Holy Princess will definitely be able to get through this. The Taiyi Holy Land needed a true genius like him to lead the Holy Land back to its former glory! Zhao Yi shook his head, but a hint of excitement appeared in the depths of his eyes.

“Your Majesty must be joking. The Holy Lord had said that the wounds within the Holy Daughter were imprinted on its origin. He was already very lucky to survive and would not be able to advance any further in this life!” A disciple said, “The Taiyi Holy Land needs someone like you to support us, not the Holy Princess!”

The other disciples also chimed in, their faces full of flattery.

Hearing all of this, Zhao Yi's face revealed a “enggan” expression as she said, “If that's the case, if the Holy Princess is really unable to recover, then, I am willing to shoulder this responsibility and lead the Holy Land to rise again and return to its ancient glory!”

“Your Majesty wise!”

Ever since he learned that Holy Princess Ling Ran had suffered internal injuries after going through heavenly tribulation, and would be difficult to heal for the rest of his life, Zhao Yi looked extremely sad in front of others. However, when he returned to the Holy Son mountain, he would reveal his true color and appear extremely happy.

Back then, Zhao Yi and Ling Ran had been chosen as the Holy Son and Holy Princess of the Taiyi Holy Land.

Many people in the Holy Land believed that Zhao Yi would one day become the Sacred Lord of the Taiyi Holy Land, and the Holy Princess was destined to be his wife.

Even Zhao Yi himself thought so.

However, ever since Ling Ran gradually displayed his extraordinary talent and surpassed him, the light that should have belonged to him when the Holy Son was snatched away by Ling Ran, and gradually dimmed.

Gradually, everyone in the Holy Land believed that the next Holy Lord was no longer him, but Ling Ran.

As for Ling Ran, she couldn't possibly be Zhao Yi's wife.

Although Zhao Yi had worked very hard over the years and had shown considerable talent, the distance between him and Ling Ran gradually widened. Moreover, Ling Ran's legendary physique of Zixia's Body also gradually displayed his incredible talent and incredible cultivation speed.

Just then, the two of them started cultivating at about the same time. However, after so many years, Ling Ran had surpassed the heavenly tribulation and reached the Liuhe Realm, while he had only reached level seven of the Wuxing Realm. The gap between them was getting bigger and bigger.

Now that Ling Ran had suffered deep wounds after going beyond tribulation, the Sacred Land no longer had high hopes for him, and they would once again pour out their resources to him, Holy Son.

In the future, he would also replace the position of Holy Lord, and Ling Ran would become his wife.

Zhao Yi was naturally happy to see such a thing happen. When no one was around, he occasionally revealed a happy smile, “As expected, I am the main character of the world. The next Holy Lord is not Ling Ran, but me! Since that was the case, there was no need to agree to that person's request. ”

Calling “that person”, Zhao Yi revealed a deep expression of fear.

A few days later, a brilliant purple light suddenly appeared in Zixia Palace. It spread for hundreds of miles, accompanied by a powerful aura, which attracted the attention of all parties in the Taiyi Holy Land.

A beautiful figure soared into the sky. It was none other than Ling Ran. She was very delicate like a fairy, like an angel who came to Earth.

This scene really surprised everyone.

Didn't Ling Ran fail to surpass his heavenly tribulation, suffer internal injuries, and will soon die?

Why did he look different last night? His aura became slightly stronger as well. His supposedly weak and desperate aura had been reborn and developed, and it was even better than before.

What the hell's been going on?

Holy King Taiyi led a group of elders to Ling Ran's side. They could sense that Ling Ran had changed a lot since yesterday. He doesn't look weak at all.

Moreover, they were able to clearly feel a continuous surge of powerful energy coming out from Ling Ran's body. Although they were all in the Liuhe Realm, the expressions of many Great Elders changed slightly at this moment. This was because Ling Ran's aura was not much weaker than theirs, the old Grandmaster who had been in the Liuhe Realm for hundreds of years. Instead, it was even stronger, which it should not be.

Holy King Taiyi looked at Ling Ran and said in surprise, “Ling Ran, have you recovered from your internal injuries?”

Ling Ran nodded, saying in a aloof manner, “Thank you for your concern, Holy Lord, and all the elders. My internal injuries have healed!”

Hearing this, even though Sacred Lord Taiyi and the other elders had already guessed it, they were still shocked.

Holy Son, Zhao Yi, would not help but exclaim, “This is impossible!”