Chapter 426: Chapter 3: Precious Spirit Realm Jade Dew, Battle Against the Insect Gu Elder!

In the past few months, Lin Chen had gained a thorough understanding of the inheritance left by the old demon Blood Pupil.

Yet he had not made use of it.

After all, on that sea vessel, Lin Chen encountered numerous inconveniences and couldn’t cultivate using the Tiandan.

A year ago, before Lin Chen fell unconscious into the sea.

Within the storage ring of the old demon Blood Pupil, he discovered a mountain-like pile of Spirit Stones.

Indeed, it was piled up like a mountain, almost forming a small hill a hundred feet high.

Lower Grade, Middle Grade, Upper Grade Spirit Stones, countless in number...

Lin Chen estimated, if all these Spirit Stones were accounted as Lower Grade Spirit Stones, there would be at least one billion five hundred million!

The quantity was astonishing!

It even multiplied Lin Chen’s worth several times over!

Of course, this is quite reasonable.

After all, for a Nascent Soul Perfect Cultivator, and also the Lord of the Nether Realm...

For the past decades, the Nether Realm had swept invincibly through Qing State, it’s not surprising to have the worth comparable to a Divinity Transformation Cultivator.

Besides a large number of Spirit Stones, there were various cultivation techniques, magical treasures, materials, pills...

Countless in number!

Lin Chen calculated that these things were sufficient to supply tens of thousands of Demon Cultivators.

Presumably, it was the old demon Blood Pupil amassing wealth, along with the support of those behind him.

No wonder, during the initial pursuit by Demon Monarch Huiyue.

Such wealth, too astonishing...

Other than all of this, what interested Lin Chen the most was a certain item.

His heart stirred, and a green jade bottle appeared in his hand.

He gently pulled the cork out and took a sniff, instantly feeling refreshed and invigorated.

This exceedingly rich spiritual energy was something Lin Chen dared not even dream of.

Indeed, Lin Chen didn’t doubt that a drop in a bottle of water could turn it into Spirit Liquid.

Months ago, when he first saw this jade bottle, Lin Chen knew what it was.

Once mentioned by Jiang Liqian, Spirit Realm Jade Dew!

A rare treasure in the Mortal Realm!

A treasure capable of allowing Lin Chen’s Devouring Spirit Root to undergo another transformation!

Besides this, Spirit Realm Jade Dew had numerous marvelous uses.

"Spirit Root Transformation, cultivation enhancement, foundation consolidation, injury repair..."

Lin Chen licked his lips, feeling both eager and somewhat dissatisfied.

Damn it, giving such a good thing to those Spirit Realm cultivators is simply spoiling it!

"Currently, there’s no stable channel to acquire Spirit Realm Jade Dew, there’re merely a few hundred drops, and once used, it’s gone..."

Lin Chen murmured.

His heart stirred slightly, and he carefully extracted a single drop of jade dew, floating it on his fingertip.

Subsequently, Lin Chen swallowed it in one gulp.

With the jade dew entering his body, Lin Chen instantly felt a sense of joy and bliss.

Spiritual Energy in his Dantian was abundant, almost reaching peak condition.

After a brief cultivation session, just one drop of Spirit Realm Jade Dew surpassed months of arduous cultivation...

"However, such a treasure used solely for cultivation is a waste..."

Lin Chen shook his head and put it away.

He refrained from consuming even a single drop for days.

The road ahead is long, preserving it for critical times to restore spiritual energy or heal injuries is the most prudent approach.

In the following months, Lin Chen stayed peacefully on Grey Stone Island cultivating.

Fufeng Xiaoya, along with the Fufeng Xingchen brothers, occasionally visited the island to check on Lin Chen.

Most of the time, he was alone on the island, allowing Lin Chen to enjoy his solitude.

Until five months later.

...

Situ Island.

This is the largest island in the Meteor Islands, richest in resources, and controlled by the most powerful Situ Family among the Four Great Clans.

At this moment, in the vast Situ Island, tens of thousands of cultivators had gathered.

Because today is a significant day for the entire Meteor Islands.

It’s the Island Master Competition, determining who will be the master of the Meteor Islands for the next fifty years!

For tens of thousands of cultivators in the Meteor Islands, it bears a close relationship.

In the harbor of Situ Island, a massive arena spanning a square of ten thousand feet had been set up early, for representatives to showcase their skills.

The Fufeng, Situ, Xiahou, and Zongzheng families had all gathered.

Lin Chen, having disguised himself, sat beside True Man Fufeng.

And True Man Fufeng transmitted his voice to Lin Chen:

"Taoist Friend Lin, we entrust this competition to you."

"With half a two-hour remaining until the competition starts, let me first share some information with you..."

Lin Chen nodded, knowing that understanding the opponent maximizes the chances of victory.

"The Situ Family is undeniably the strongest among the Four Great Clans. They’ve dominated Situ Island for thousands of years..."

"Rich in talent, the family has six Nascent Soul cultivators."

"The strongest among them is the current Patriarch’s brother, Situ Wuji..."

"Situ Wuji has been a Nascent Soul Perfect Cultivator for decades, a renowned figure throughout Ying State..."

"Thus, we will skip him directly."

True Man Fufeng didn’t feel embarrassed.

According to the competition rules, essentially only one match needs to be conducted.

Among the Four Great Clans, the one who isn’t the Island Master is eligible for the challenge.

If the challenge is successful, they become the Island Master.

Meanwhile, the loser has the chance to challenge the other two families seven days later, with victory allowing the retention of the Patriarch position.

For instance, if the Zongzheng Clan challenges the Fufeng Race.

If a member of the Zongzheng Race wins against Lin Chen.

The Zongzheng Clan becomes the new Island Master.

Lin Chen then has the chance to challenge the other two families...

Thus, it means that among the three clans, only one doesn’t become the Island Master.

True Man Fufeng continued:

"The Xiahou family’s contestant should be Xiahou Ting, a rare Thunder Spirit Root cultivator, who entered the Nascent Soul Late Period ten years ago..."

After a brief pause, True Man Fufeng continued:

"Taoist Friend Lin, what you need to know is about the Zongzheng family. They are sending Zongzheng Yuan, who has recently broken through to the Nascent Soul Middle Period and is skilled in using Insect Gu..."

Lin Chen nodded slightly, gaining a general understanding of the other three families’ situations.

He glanced around the arena; apart from Situ Wuji, whose depth was unknown, he felt fairly confident against the other two families.

Soon, half a two-hour passed, and it was noon.

At this time, the Patriarch Situ stepped forward and called out:

"Fellow Daoists, today is an important day for our Meteor Islands!"

"The once-in-fifty-years Island Master competition, selecting the top three families from the Four Great Clans to win the authority to manage the islands."

"Only with strong enough power can we protect the Meteor Islands from the sea beast invasions."

After speaking some pleasantries, Patriarch Situ got to the main point.

"According to the rules, the Zongzheng family is not the island master. But among our other three families, one can be chosen first to challenge..."

"I invite all family representatives to come forward."

True Man Fufeng nodded towards Lin Chen. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Lin Chen understood, looking towards the other three great families.

As True Man Fufeng had said.

Situ Wuji and Xiahou Ting leapt onto the arena first, one after the other.

Lin Chen also leapt up, landing steadily on the arena.

Unexpectedly, when it was the Zongzheng family’s turn, the anticipated Zongzheng Yuan did not enter.

Instead, from behind him, stepped out a small, thin, sallow-skinned, bald elder with age spots.

Zongzheng Yuan bowed to the elder, respectfully saying:

"I’m counting on you, Master."

Upon hearing this, the onlookers around the arena were astonished.

Knowledgeable cultivators hastily shouted:

"It’s Zongzheng Yuan’s master, the Insect Gu Elder!"

"He is said to have reached the Nascent Soul Late Period over a hundred years ago, raising countless Gu insects, killing without a trace!"

"Gasp, they’ve actually brought in the Insect Gu Elder! It seems the Zongzheng race is determined to win!"

"Tsk tsk, it looks like the position of island master for the Fufeng race will have to be yielded! This is a big deal!"

"Not necessarily! Didn’t you see the Fufeng race also hired external help? They seem strong too..."

"So young, probably just became a Nascent Soul True Man? Can he stand up to the Insect Gu Elder?"

On the arena, Lin Chen noticed that when this elder appeared, Situ Wuji showed a look of interest.

As for Xiahou Ting, his brows furrowed slightly, his face full of apprehension.

Lin Chen observed all of this, silently watching the distant Insect Gu Elder.

"This old freak is indeed Nascent Soul Late Period..."

Lin Chen frowned slightly.

The Insect Gu Elder was stronger than the True Man Wenshu he had encountered before, perhaps only slightly weaker than True Man Changchun.

Coupled with the unknown Insect Gu, it was rather troublesome...

"Alas, to think I’d run into such a tough enemy just after leaving Qing State..."

"Looks like I need to give it my all from the start, strike with the force of thunder to defeat him."

Lin Chen thought silently.

The appearance of the Insect Gu Elder undoubtedly intensified the atmosphere at the scene.

Even the Xiahou family seemed somewhat uneasy.

Lin Chen glanced at True Man Fufeng, who also looked surprised.

But he quickly calmed down, his confidence restored on his face.

Lin Chen found it increasingly strange.

"Where does this old geezer get his confidence from..." Lin Chen muttered to himself.

"Next, we invite the Zongzheng race to choose which family they wish to challenge."

On stage, the Situ Clan Leader announced aloud.

Soon, the Zongzheng Clan Leader spoke:

"We wish to challenge... the Fufeng race!"

Upon hearing this answer, a flicker of regret seemed to flash across Situ Wuji’s face, but he still left the stage.

Though Xiahou Ting showed no signs, Lin Chen, who was close by, noticed that Xiahou Ting seemed to feel slightly relieved.

Lin Chen was not surprised at all by the Zongzheng family’s choice.

One was the Fufeng family’s temporary reinforcements.

The other was the well-known Nascent Soul Late Period of the Xiahou family...

Naturally, they would choose the "soft target" to squeeze.

Soon, only Lin Chen and the Insect Gu Elder remained on the arena.

And the Patriarch Situ also announced:

"The Island Master arena battle begins!"

"The rules of this battle prohibit using the Nascent Soul True Self or harming the opponent’s life; otherwise, no restrictions!"

As the arena announced the start, Lin Chen instantly activated his Protective True Essence.

His gaze fixed on the distant Insect Gu Elder hundreds of yards away.

The opponent’s strength was unknown; Lin Chen had to tread carefully.

Fortunately, the Demon-Suppressing Celestial Thunder Body had a restraining effect on all evil forces.

Even Gu insects were no exception.

Traces of thunder adorned Lin Chen’s Protective True Essence.

With a flick of his fingers, thirty-six flying swords emerged from the Sword Box.

At the far end, the Insect Gu Elder seemed to notice nothing.

Leaning on a staff... apparently nodding off?

"He’s trying to provoke me..."

Lin Chen quickly understood his opponent’s intentions.

But he wasn’t provoked, merely maneuvering the thirty-six flying swords to the Insect Gu Elder.

The Insect Gu Elder still remained in place.

But as the flying swords closed within ten yards of him, Lin Chen suddenly heard the faint sound of insects vibrating their wings, a rustling noise...

The next second, a swarm of golden insects, similar to moths, started buzzing and emerged from the gourd at the Insect Gu Elder’s waist.

"Gold-devouring Insects!"