Chapter 149: immortal Reborn, Dragon’s Resolve

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"You're not Lan Yu!"

Lan An's face darkened, disbelief surging within him.

The eyes before him held a weathered depth far beyond a youth like Lan Yu's. A blood-red nebula swirled within, piled with bones, brimming with sky-shattering killing intent.

Such brutal experience didn't exist even in Void Refining experts like the Academy's Seven Deacons or Fusion Realm powerhouses like the Chief Elder.

The aura of those eyes alone could make the faint-hearted tremble.

Moreover, the White Moon Soul-Seizing Eye's origin from the White Moon Clan was a secret unknown to all. Even Lan An only learned it through Jin Ni's system.

Per Jin Ni, the White Moon Clan hailed from another world, not Viet Dragon Star. This allowed Lan An to use it freely without fear of its extraordinary origin being recognized.

Yet now, Lan Yu identified the White Moon Soul-Seizing Eye's source? This proved he had encountered the White Moon Clan or left Viet Dragon Star, gaining knowledge of other worlds.

Such feats confirmed the figure before him wasn't Lan Yu.

Lan An's reasoning was flawless, logical… but Lan Yu's next words made his pupils shrink.

"Fool! This seat is Lan Yu, and Lan Yu is this seat unmistakably!" Lan Yu sneered, his lips curling with disdain, his eyes mocking Lan An as a frog in a well.

Lan An inhaled deeply. This exceeded all expectations.

But his strength surpassed his foe's, so he hesitated not. If answers weren't clear, he'd beat them out.

His gaze turned razor-sharp.

The Dragon King Halberd surged, Variant Fire condensing at its tip, thrusting toward Lan Yu's brow.

"Hmph, a Spirit-Grade halberd art, but your execution is riddled with flaws. Think this seat is that feeble youth?" Lan Yu shook his head lightly. Thunder erupted beneath his feet, his movement technique nimbly dodging Lan An's strike.

"What?" Lan An exclaimed, stunned. Lan Yu had used this movement technique earlier, yet was repeatedly repelled.

Now, he evaded with ease.

"Your combat experience is too raw!" Lan Yu smirked, raising a hand skyward, shouting sternly, "True-Grade Art: Thunder Annihilation Descent!"

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

At his command, the sky roared, black clouds churning, the earth shrouded in darkness as if doomsday loomed.

This attack's power far exceeded Heaven-Grade techniques, surpassing even Spirit-Grade.

A fierce unease gripped Lan An. Unknowingly, he'd ordered the harem to hide beneath the Wood Tortoise's shell.

Little Lion shrank into a tiny beast, scampering after them.

Even Yan Hong Lian, suppressing Lan Chang, withdrew to take cover, her face grave as she eyed the sky.

Lan Chang, seeing this, fled frantically.

Not just him countless observing cultivators had long scattered, their instincts warning of dire consequences.

Outside the Secret Realm, the Seven Deacons leapt up, and hidden auras in the space trembled violently.

Qin Meng Ying paled, clutching her hands, muttering, "Impossible! Beyond Spirit-Grade? Where did Lan Yu get this?"

Behind a boulder, Pi Du Ji dug a massive pit, cowering within, shielded by layers of high-grade energy barriers.

"Sample this seat's strike!" Lan Yu's face drained of color. Forcing this technique at his current strength was taxing, blood spurting from his mouth.

At his roar, skyward thunder converged, an apocalyptic scene unfolding.

Under the harem's anxious gazes, Lan An raised his hands, Harmonious Spirit Palm forming.

Unnoticed, within his purple Variant Fire, a noble Golden Flame flickered faintly.

For the first time, Lan An fused two Variant Fires into Harmonious Spirit Palm.

He knew failing to block this fully risked capsizing in the gutter.

"Die!"

Lan Yu roared skyward, his arm slashing down.

A terrifying thunderbolt from the black clouds struck Lan An's head.

Simultaneously, Lan An thrust upward, Harmonious Spirit Palm tearing through space, shattering it instantly.

Harmonious Spirit Palm clashed with Thunder Annihilation Descent.

BOOM!

Like two planets colliding, the space turned desolate, the sky bleached colorless, the earth crumbled, qi devoured.

Spectators' vision failed, ears ringing with unbearable noise.

Crack…

A faint fracture appeared on the Ten Thousand Mile Mirror.

Time seemed to freeze.

After an eternity, senses returned.

The Wood Tortoise dissipated, the harem's lips bloodied, frantically searching for their man.

Finally, they saw…

In a vast, newly formed valley…

Lan An staggered, leaning on the Dragon King Halberd to stay upright, blood coating his lips.

His Blood Iron Battle Armor paled but held intact.

Opposite, Lan Yu lay sprawled, eyes rolled back, gasping skyward.

"This body and power are too weak. Even with a True-Grade art, I'm no match for him!" Lan Yu struggled up, staring at Lan An.

"You've lost!" Lan An suppressed his agony, speaking calmly.

Lan Yu was drained, while Lan An, fueled by his Four Cauldrons, could still fight—backed by his harem.

The women flew to his side, glaring murderously at Lan Yu.

The Wood Tortoise only bore the attack's shockwave, sparing them severe injury.

"Indeed, this seat concedes!" Lan Yu nodded calmly, then grinned eerily, "But next time will differ. I hope you'll still dare face me! As for these eyes, I'll keep them for now, haha!"

With that, he discarded his Token, vanishing instantly.

Lan An watched his "convenient brother" admit defeat, emotions mixed, victory hollow.

"Little An, husband!" The harem gazed at him tenderly, eyes filled with worry.

Lan An inhaled, suppressing his turmoil, smiling reassuringly, "We must strive harder!"

"Yes!" The women nodded firmly.

From underground, Pi Du Ji leapt out, unscathed save for minor scratches, his tricks plentiful.

Seeing Lan An and the harem gathered, wounded, he brandished two massive grenades, "Haha, Kiji's time has come! Hand over all your Tokens—!"

Before finishing, his body froze, terror-stricken.

A fiery arrow, faster than Star-Piercing Finger, hurtled toward him.

BOOM!

It targeted a grenade, not him.

A mushroom cloud erupted. Pi Du Ji's bald head smoked, face charred, clothes burned, revealing a roasted-pig figure.

"Y-y-you…" Pi Du Ji pointed at Lan An, trembling with rage.

Lan An held the Star Seeker Bow, smirking, "Didn't blow you up? Seems Thunderbolt Hall's grenades aren't reliable!"

"Pah! I used a high-grade defensive art in time, or I'd be toast!" Pi Du Ji cursed.

Lan An wordlessly nocked another arrow.

"No more games! Sacred Lotus Academy? I don't care!" Pi Du Ji shrieked like a shrew, tossing his Token.

His rotund figure vanished.

Lan An shook his head, stowing the Star Seeker Bow. He sensed he'd meet this fatty again.

The crowd, accustomed to Lan An's Heaven-Grade artifacts, no longer gasped, though envy lingered.

"The trial is over. 2,669 candidates remain. Relax your minds for teleportation to Sacred City. In seven days, enter the Academy! The top 50 Sacred Lotus Rankings will be announced!"

The Chief Elder's voice echoed, the crowd exhaling in relief.

Lan An's eyes gleamed with hope. As top 1, his name would spread across the continent, reaching his mother.

Beyond fulfilling his promise to the harem, finding his mother was a key reason for joining the Academy.

This trial eliminated few candidates, but its competition outshone the other gates, with casualties.

The Academy owed Mortal Hidden Temple an explanation.

A formality, of course disagree, and face them.

One Academy old monster could sweep Mortal Hidden Temple.

Figures teleported out.

Lan An and the harem didn't linger, returning to their inn amid admiring gazes.

Unaware, many eyes followed his departing figure.

Lan Xuan and Lan Li's gazes held complex emotions.

Raised in the Academy under their master, they knew nothing of clan affairs, unaware of another brother.

After overhearing Lan Chen and Lan Sheng, they asked their master, who, given her status, easily uncovered the sealed truth.

Now, Lan Xuan and Lan Li didn't know how to face him.

Lan Yu, exiting the Secret Realm, used a Teleportation Talisman and vanished.

Bai Mian bit her lip, wanting to check on him but holding back, planning a surprise.

The final gaze came from a robed figure among Celestial Mountain Immortal Realm's prodigies.

Wang Lin, noticing, flashed resentment.

Entering their room, Lan An brought all the women into the Star Realm Pearl, including Su Mei, Nangong Wenyun, and Hua Yu Fei.

As expected, the three beauties gaped, mouths agape, utterly adorable.

Learning the Harem Faction's headquarters was here, even Hua Yu Fei felt swayed.

Exhausted, the women flocked to the Blissful Hot Spring.

Lan An glanced at them, then flew to the Palace Tree's highest floor.

He needed solitude.

Inside, he checked the incubating Spirit Beast Egg, then sat on the bed.

"Jin Ni!" he called softly.

"Here, Young Master!" Jin Ni appeared, her small face unprecedentedly serious.

"Does Lan Yu have two souls?" Lan An asked gravely.

"No, only one, his own!" Jin Ni affirmed.

Lan An frowned. He'd thought an old monster possessed Lan Yu, but apparently not.

"Lan Yu has one soul, but two distinct personalities. His original self is unaware of the 'other' within!" Jin Ni analyzed softly.

Lan An's face darkened, asking, "Even with a second personality, how can it be so powerful and knowledgeable?"

"Indeed. Lan Yu's case is unique. His ruthless personality isn't from this life!" Jin Ni nodded firmly.

"Awakened past-life personality? With memories and knowledge intact?" Lan An grasped the issue, growing graver.

"Exactly! It's a form of reincarnation…"

Jin Ni paused, emphasizing each word, "Moreover, a Great Power reincarnated…

From the Immortal Realm…"