I am a loser, but I defeated countless geniuses with the Soul-Calming Tower.

Chapter 2378

As Wu Mingkong finished speaking, Luo Tongtian and Wang Xuanfeng had already retreated to Lin Xuan's side.

On the other side, the three imperial races gathered together, looking at Lin Xuan and his group with wary expressions.

Lan Chuyan still had a trace of fear on her face, blood dripped from the corner of her mouth, and she was seriously injured, but the resentment in her eyes was undisguised.

“If the thirteenth prince speaks, then of course he can.”

After a long silence, Miroxiu finally spoke, and Zhikong and Lan Chuyan nodded in agreement.

"It's a pity. It seems we need to think long-term before killing these three. Elder Luo, Elder Wang, you'd better keep a close eye on them."

Lin Xuan had recovered considerably, and a faint voice rang out.

Luo Tongtian and Wang Xuanfeng nodded slightly, their gazes toward the three imperial races extremely unfriendly.

The three imperial races gritted their teeth, their hearts burning with intense rage.

"it is good!"

"Thank you all. The Confucian Banquet is about to begin. Please follow me."

Wu Mingkong hurriedly broke the tense atmosphere that was about to escalate again, secretly wiping a bead of sweat from his brow.

This Lin Xuan is truly inhuman. I'd heard he was good at causing trouble, but I never imagined he was this bad.

The farce is over.

The three royal heirs and Lin Xuan and others headed towards the sacred temple.

The students who had just witnessed everything hurriedly made way, their eyes constantly darting over Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan's previous performance had completely shattered their worldview.

Some creatures initially thought Lin Xuan wasn't as terrifying as the rumors suggested, but now they realize they were too naive.

The information they obtained was seriously inconsistent with Lin Xuan himself; the information was too conservative. This Lin Xuan was not just an ordinary prodigy, but truly inhuman.

"The Confucian Banquet is about to begin. Gentlemen, how much favor you receive from the sages depends on your own abilities."

"Today, the light of Confucianism shines brightly. Those below the level of Earth Immortal must not enter, lest they be burned, die, and have their cultivation destroyed."

Wu Mingkong's voice resounded throughout the sacred temple, and the complex emotions in the hearts of the students were completely replaced by excitement.

At the same time, Wu Mingkong raised his hand and unleashed a series of dense hand seals. The Sage's Token in his hand was glowing, causing the entire Confucian Cloud Academy to tremble.

Under the vast sky, the Confucian spirit transformed into a fine rain, all of which gathered at the sacred site of the sages.

The light emanating from the thirteen statues of saints intensified, then surged forth like a tide.

"Enter!"

"Hahaha... I've been stuck at the near-Dao Earth Immortal level for ten years to achieve this."

"Having strengthened my foundation, I will take another step forward. Charge!"

Excitement spread, and figures rushed into the sacred temple.

Under the impact of the Confucian, Taoist, and immortal light, the newly arrived Earth Immortals were like those trapped in a quagmire, finding it difficult to move forward.

Of course, they were not afraid at all and were doing their best to get closer to the statue of the sage.

Simply put, the closer one gets to the image of a saint during baptism, the greater the benefits one receives.

"Thirteenth Imperial Brother, you know perfectly well that those below the Earth Immortal level cannot withstand the impact of the Confucian and Taoist immortal light on the first day, so why did you still invite Lin Xuan to come?"

Where Lin Xuan and the others were, Wu Mingquan suddenly spoke, his words full of scheming.

Wu Mingkong turned his head and looked at Wu Mingquan indifferently.

Wu Mingquan, however, was smiling; everything was written all over his face.

"play off!"

Lin Xuan murmured to himself, "This is what they call 'royal intrigue,' where open and covert struggles happen all the time."

Whether they work or not, all sorts of underhanded tricks will be commonplace.

Is Wu Mingyao the same?

The thought flashed through Lin Xuan's mind, and he couldn't help but look at Wu Mingyao.

As if she had anticipated this, Wu Mingyao met Lin Xuan's gaze and then bowed slightly to him.

"Sect Master, can you please not think of me like that? I believe in the principle of brute force overcoming all techniques. This world is one where only the strong have the right to speak. As for conspiracy theories, only my seventeenth brother in the entire royal family is tired of them."

Lin Xuan didn't feel embarrassed by having his thoughts exposed; instead, he looked at Wu Mingyao with a hint of satisfaction.

“You’re right, but I have to say something to you. Conspiracy theories aren’t very good, but you need to know how to use dirty tricks. You should learn more about this from Old Luo and Old Wang.”