9: The Son of Luck, Lin Fan Appears

Ten days passed in a flash.

The area in front of the Tianxuan Sect's Life and Death Arena was packed with thousands of people.

Ten days prior, news spread like wildfire that Mu Wuchen, a core disciple of the Tianxuan Sect, had agreed to a life-and-death duel with Lin Fan, who was currently making waves outside the sect. This attracted the attention of a large number of Tianxuan Sect disciples and surrounding forces.

Some of these people had grudges against Mu Wuchen and hated him to death, while others simply wanted to watch the spectacle. After all, it was rare for a core disciple of a behemoth like the Tianxuan Sect to agree to a duel with someone from a lower dynasty.

"Look, that's Senior Brother Chu Lingxiao! He actually came!"

"Haven't you heard? A few days ago, Senior Brother Chu was slapped away by Senior Brother Mu and even lost several teeth!"

"No way! Senior Brother Chu has broken through to the Linghai Realm Fourth Stage, how could he be slapped away by Senior Brother Mu!"

As people discussed animatedly, a short, stout cultivator with a thick accent mysteriously shuffled over, drawing glances from everyone.

"Hey, I'm not telling anyone else, but I was there! Senior Brother Mu slapped Senior Brother Chu right in the face, you know! Senior Brother Chu immediately knelt on the ground, snot and tears flowing. The sound, the scene, oh..."

The short, stout cultivator exaggerated wildly, causing more people to lean in and listen.

Mid-sentence, the man's voice abruptly stopped because Chu Lingxiao's gaze had locked onto him, making all the hairs on his body stand on end.

Although Chu Lingxiao couldn't stand firm in front of Mu Wuchen, he was still a dignified core disciple with Linghai Realm cultivation. He was not someone these ordinary disciples could provoke!

Just then, someone shouted out.

"Look! That's actually Senior Sister Yun Li!"

"Senior Sister Yun Li has always been aloof, spending most of her time cultivating. We're so lucky to see her today!"

Hearing this, Chu Lingxiao no longer paid attention to the discussions and turned to look aside.

Not far away, a colorful cloud descended.

As the colorful cloud settled, a woman in a green dress slowly appeared not far from the Life and Death Arena.

The woman's black hair reached her shoulders, like flowing mist, her skin was as white as snow, and her eyes were like a bright moon. However, her cold demeanor gave people a feeling of being kept at a distance.

She was Yun Li, a core disciple of the Tianxuan Sect.

Yun Li ignored the discussions around her. Her gaze quietly fixed on one direction.

There, a simply dressed young man was conversing with a few people nearby.

"Brother Lin Fan, Mu Wuchen is a core disciple of the Tianxuan Sect. Although he acts recklessly, his strength is extraordinary. How confident are you in this life-and-death duel?"

Hearing the words of the person opposite him, the simply dressed young man's face was resolute. He smiled faintly and said:

"One hundred percent confident. Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river. Don't bully a young man for being poor. The current me is no longer the ant who was crushed by Mu Wuchen in that secret realm!"

He was Lin Fan, an unparalleled genius who emerged from the Great Martial Dynasty.

In the past, his cultivation was weak, and he was regarded as an ant by Mu Wuchen. He was even cruelly humiliated and forced to kneel by Mu Wuchen in a secret realm.

However, he had now also reached the Linghai Realm, and not the Linghai Second Stage as Chu Lingxiao had said, but the Linghai Fourth Stage!

Lin Fan ascended to the Life and Death Arena, and his aura suddenly erupted.

A dragon's roar actually came from his mouth, his body turned golden, golden scales grew on his arms, his hands transformed into dragon claws, his eyes were piercing, and his momentum was overwhelming.

Everyone present was shocked. They hadn't expected such a prodigy from a mere lower dynasty. Moreover, from his aura, everyone felt a powerful killing intent, an aura forged through countless life-and-death duels!

Seeing Lin Fan at this moment, Yun Li's beautiful eyes, not far away, subtly shifted.

The young man she met in that secret realm had actually grown to such an extent. She just wondered what his strength was like.

Opposite Lin Fan, Mu Wuchen, dressed in white, slowly floated down. His demeanor was refined, making it hard to believe that this person was the legendary Mu Wuchen, known for bullying men and women, being arrogant and unruly, and having immoral conduct.

His cultivation was restrained, and he appeared calm and unperturbed in the face of Lin Fan's imposing aura.

Mu Wuchen's Heavenly Eye swept across, and a row of golden characters immediately appeared in his mind.

As expected!

Lin Fan, Linghai Realm Fourth Stage, Son of Destiny, possesses True Dragon power, True Dragon Soul, true dragon bone, True Dragon blood, Emperor Dragon bloodline initially awakened, possesses the disposition of a Great Emperor, Destiny Value 50000.

After reading Lin Fan's introduction, Mu Wuchen secretly marveled.

As expected of a Son of Destiny.

Just looking at the description, he was clearly much stronger than others. He had obtained an almost complete inheritance of the Dragon Emperor. In the future, he might even be able to surpass the original Dragon Emperor!

"System, what is Destiny Value?"

Seeing the 50000 Destiny Value, Mu Wuchen asked.

Host, Destiny Value represents the strength and future potential of a Son of Destiny. The stronger the Son of Destiny and the higher their potential, the higher their Destiny Value. Seizing key opportunities from a Son of Destiny or completely subduing a Son of Destiny can plunder Destiny Value. Accumulating Destiny Value can grant rewards, upgrade the system, and exchange for rewards.

Mu Wuchen understood. So his system could also be upgraded and exchange for rewards.

"System, can I just kill the Son of Destiny directly?"

Yes, but it is not recommended for now.

Killing too many individuals with great destiny can easily attract the attention of the Heavenly Dao and lead to being targeted by this world. Destiny represents opportunities. If you directly kill them, their destiny will directly dissipate. Host, with your current strength, killing a Son of Destiny with less than 5000 Destiny Value will have no impact.

Mu Wuchen nodded.

He understood. A Son of Destiny was like a leek. If you cut the leek directly, it wouldn't grow back.

If he killed them directly, he might not get the Son of Destiny's opportunities. Under controllable circumstances, leaving them alive meant he could repeatedly fleece them until they were completely clean.

After understanding, Mu Wuchen's gaze towards Lin Fan grew fervent. In Mu Wuchen's eyes, Lin Fan was now a lamb full of treasures!

Lin Fan, however, didn't notice Mu Wuchen's gaze. His eyes subtly, almost imperceptibly, looked towards the woman in the green dress not far away.

In that secret realm, Yun Li's ability to obtain a great opportunity was inseparable from his, Lin Fan's, help. At that time, he had fallen in love with Yun Li at first sight. He wanted to have her!

However, at that time, his identity and strength were vastly different from Yun Li's. Today, he came here not only to avenge the humiliation from Mu Wuchen but also to prove to Yun Li that he already had the ability to protect her!

Thinking of this, Lin Fan's gaze became even more resolute. He said to Mu Wuchen indifferently:

"Mu Wuchen, have you ever lost?"

Mu Wuchen scoffed inwardly. All these protagonists were like this, they had to put on a show before fighting. But even a fox spirit couldn't gain an advantage against him, let alone a mere Lin Fan.

Mu Wuchen said indifferently:

"Oh, I've lost too many times."

Lin Fan was slightly stunned.

He had thought that a prodigy like Mu Wuchen would have his pride, and say something like "I've never lost" or "unrivaled in the same realm." That way, he could add, "Today, you will lose," and elevate his own prestige. Unexpectedly, Mu Wuchen answered like this, which made him feel like he was punching cotton, very uncomfortable...