The Sovereign's Ascension

“It’s him?!” When Lin Yun removed the bamboo hat, these two words appeared within everyone’s mind. Even the holy lands’ geniuses and Four Young Masters were surprised to see him.

“A musician dares to go on the stage? Isn’t he afraid of embarrassing himself?” The Wind Edge Lord, who had a grudge against Lin Yun, said coldly.

“Wind Edge Lord, I beg to differ.” Ji Lingfeng of the Divine Phoenix Mountain smiled. Raising the wine cup in his hand, he continued, “He defeated Li Yuxi at the Nirvana Banquet, and I believe the other guy is a disciple of the Ming Cult? Haha!”

Ji Lingfeng must’ve naturally heard about the transaction between Lin Yun and the Ji Clan since he had ‘Ji’ as his surname. It could even be said that he benefited from the Phoenix Heart Song. So he would naturally stand on Lin Yun’s side.

The Ming Cult’s Yu Wenxiu had no change on his face, but indifferently said, “Lu Yuxi is strong, but his main focus is on music dao. He cannot be compared to Sikong Yuan in regards to his strength.”

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The Wind Edge Lord wasn’t afraid of Ji Lingfeng, so he coldly said, “If I remember correctly, Lu Yuxi’s only at the seventh-pulse Dragon Pulse Realm while Sikong Yuan is at the ninth-pulse Dragon Pulse Realm. Each of Sikong Yuan’s dragon pulses are a thousand feet, so how can this brat be compared to him?”

Ji Lingfeng also didn’t have confidence in Lin Yun, but he wasn’t willing to admit defeat. He smiled, “We’ll see, then.”

In the pavilion belonging to the Sword Sect, Ye Ziling was also shocked. She locked her brows together and murmured, “Why is it him?”