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Chapter 64 - The World Reacts

CHAPTER 64 — The World Reacts

Night settled over the wilderness like a heavy quilt, blanketing the forest in silver light and long drifting shadows. The campfire crackled softly at the center of Lin Xuan's group, throwing warm flickers against the trees and the weary yet settling expressions of Bai, Mu, and Wen. The air smelled of herbs, flowing water, and the faint metallic tang of earlier bloodshed.

They had survived.

But survival was only the beginning of what the world would feel next.

Because Lin Xuan was back.

And the world did not remain quiet when someone like him moved through it.

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The Forest Breathes Differently

As the group broke camp at dawn, Lin walked slightly ahead, spear strapped behind him, shoulders relaxed—and yet every step drew qi from the environment. Moisture in the air condensed subtly. Leaves leaned toward him. Even the soil beneath his boots seemed to hum faintly.

It wasn't visible.

It wasn't dramatic.

But the world reacted to him.

Not like a man…

…but like a force.

Mu watched his back with narrowed eyes. "His presence… shifted again."

Wen muttered, "I swear, the ground trembled earlier."

Bai shrugged, though even he looked uneasy. "As long as it's trembling in our favor, I'm good."

Lin Xuan pretended not to hear them.

The truth was simple:

The solar dantian inside him was dense beyond imagining.

Every breath he took pulled the world's qi toward him.

Even with his aura sealed, the environment sensed him like animals sense a predator's shadow.

He needed to learn to suppress it better.

But for now, the quiet surge made everything around him sharper… clearer… more alive.

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The Demonic Sect Reacts

Hundreds of li away, atop a corrupted mountain shrouded in black fog, the demonic sect council gathered.

A dozen figures in bone armor knelt before their leader—a tall, robed man whose presence distorted the air. His eyes glowed like twin abyssal stars, and demonic qi coiled around him like serpents desperate to worship him.

The hawk-beast bowed at his feet, feathers trembling.

"It confirms the boy's survival?" the demonic lord asked.

A masked elder bowed deeply.

"Yes, Lord Vhorkan. The beast tracked his aura. The target lives."

Vhorkan's fingers drummed once—each tap sending ruptures through the stone beneath him.

"Impossible. He should have been obliterated."

"He vanished into a valley wall," another elder whispered. "Perhaps he found refuge."

"Or," a third snarled, "perhaps he had help."

Vhorkan's gaze sharpened. "What kind of help?"

Silence spread.

Finally a trembling voice answered:

"A… Saint's remnant soul."

The hall erupted into murmurs.

"Impossible—Saints vanished centuries ago!"

"A Saint's inheritance? Now?"

"Could the boy have found a Saint's tomb?"

Vhorkan raised a hand.

Silence returned immediately.

"So. A possible Saint inheritance… and a boy capable of producing a Celestial pill."

His eyes glowed deeper.

"Then the threat is greater than we believed."

He stood, black cloak flowing like smoke.

"Send word. Increase the surveillance around all orthodox sects. Intensify our infiltration. Whoever this boy is… he cannot be allowed to grow."

His voice fell to a deadly whisper.

"Because if he reaches adulthood… we may all kneel before him."

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Cloudsky Sect Reacts

Back at Cloudsky Sect, atop the jade pavilion, Sect Master Yun Haoran listened to the report given by his swiftest messenger.

"You say the demonic sect has increased their movements? Other orthodox factions attacked?"

The messenger bowed deeply.

"Yes, Sect Master. The Heavenly Sword Pavilion lost twenty disciples. The Crystal Lotus Sect was ambushed twice. And the Ironroot Clan barely repelled an attack on their storage vault."

Yun Haoran's fingers tightened around the armrest.

The demonic sect wasn't hiding their aggression anymore.

They were accelerating their timetable.

"Summon Elder Danfeng," the Sect Master ordered.

"And prepare a conference with the alliance leaders. We must strengthen our defenses."

He rose, turning toward the distant horizon.

"And someone find out if Lin Xuan's group is safe. They carry the hopes of the sect now."

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Lin's Group Reacts

The group continued their march toward the next region where an ingredient lay hidden—a range of misty hills bordering a vast ancient jungle.

The closer they got, the more rumors reached them.

They overheard hushed conversations in towns about:

wandering demonic cultivators,

missing orthodox disciples,

sect caravans slaughtered,

and entire valleys swallowed by corrupted qi.

At a small roadside tavern, the owner wrung his hands nervously.

"Please… avoid the old trade route. Strange corpses were found there last night."

Lin exchanged tense glances with Bai, Mu, and Wen.

Later, as they left the tavern and walked beneath moonlight, Wen finally broke the silence.

"It's not just us being hunted," he said quietly. "They're hunting everyone."

Bai spat to the side. "Good. Let them come. I'll crack their skulls."

Mu frowned. "Idiot. This isn't about pride. It's war."

Lin walked ahead, expression unreadable.

"They're accelerating."

Mu nodded. "The demonic sects must be afraid of something."

Wen grinned humorlessly. "Afraid of who, more like."

All three glanced at Lin.

He sighed.

"I didn't ask for this attention."

"But you earned it," Bai said firmly. "That Celestial pill changed everything."

Lin didn't respond.

He kept walking.

But he felt it.

The world shifting because of him.

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Lin's Aura Spreads Without Permission

As they made camp in a clearing, Bai noticed something odd.

"…Why are the spirit beasts avoiding us?"

Normally, beasts would at least stalk from afar—but tonight, not even insects approached their campfire.

Mu shivered.

"It's Lin."

Wen nodded solemnly. "Absolutely Lin."

Lin looked genuinely confused. "What did I do?"

Bai laughed. "Walked. Breathed. Existed."

Wen added, "Your foundation is so dense the world thinks you're a rising disaster. And honestly… you kinda are."

Lin blinked.

"That's rude."

But he sat down cross-legged anyway.

As the others began preparing food, Lin closed his eyes and focused inward.

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The Solar System Stirs

In his sea of consciousness, the solar system glowed faintly.

The sun pulsed once—then again.

The planets shimmered, their orbits stable, but the entire construct seemed… eager. Hungry. Like a great beast stirring in its den, waiting for its master's command.

Lin exhaled, calming it.

"Not yet."

But even as he said it, a dangerous thought flickered at the edge of his mind.

What if he upgraded it?

Just a small boost.

A minor enhancement.

A simple adjustment to structure…

The potential was unimaginable.

He imagined:

the sun growing hotter

planets gaining more stable orbits

gravitational pull increasing

qi circulation amplifying tenfold

space affinity stabilizing

spear intent sharpening like a star-piercing meteor

He swallowed.

Because the next thought was terrifying.

What if upgrading the solar system unleashed an uncontrolled surge of power?

A miniature supernova inside his consciousness?

A distortion so intense it warped the environment around him?

What if upgrading his solar world…

…fractured this one?

Lin clenched his jaw.

"No," he whispered to himself.

"You'll destroy everything around you."

He opened his eyes.

Mu watched him from across the fire, concern softening her expression.

"You're struggling with something."

Lin nodded once. "Temptation."

"Of power?" she asked gently.

"Yes."

Bai snorted. "Then don't mess with whatever you're thinking about."

Wen chimed in, "We'd like to live, thanks."

Lin almost smiled.

Almost.

"I won't risk your lives," he said firmly. "Not for any power."

The solar system dimmed at his command.

The hunger faded.

For now.

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Night Falls — And the World Moves

As they slept, the world continued shifting.

Cloudsky Sect mobilized scouts.

The demonic sect sharpened blades.

The neutral kingdoms whispered rumors.

The auction houses raised bounties.

And far beyond the mortal plains, ancient existences stirred as Lin Xuan's quiet-but-monstrous foundation radiated faint ripples across the fabric of qi.

A ripple so subtle only mythical beasts and slumbering titans sensed it—

but powerful enough that the heavens took note.

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The world was waking.

Lin Xuan had returned.

And though he sealed his power…

the world reacted with fear, awe, and anticipation.

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