: All Three Sutras Understood, The Vow Between the Two Palaces

Chapter 108: Enlightenment of All Three Sutras, The Vow Between the Two Palaces

Soon after, as the cheers subsided, the onlookers gradually dispersed. However, many female disciples' gazes lingered on the white-clad figure, their whispers tinged with shyness and admiration.

Ying Xiaoxiao stepped forward and said softly, "Now that Junior Brother has comprehended the Heavenly Emperor Scripture, he should go and receive the Danhe Initiation as instructed by Uncle Qi Lei."

Lan He shook his head, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes: "Senior Sister, I just sparred with Senior Brothers Qingye, Muli, and Pang Tong, and gained some insights into the Earth Emperor Scripture, the Flood Scripture, and even the Desolate Force. While the iron is hot, I'd like to strike now and study these other three scriptures. Would you be so kind as to lead the way?"

Upon hearing this, the people present were immediately stunned.

Ying Xiaoxiao opened her beautiful eyes slightly, and for a moment she didn't know what to say.

Qingye had just gotten up from the ground when she heard this, and she stumbled and almost fell back down.

Mu Li and Pang Tong, lying on the ground, exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with disbelief.

"You—you still want to study three more scriptures?"

Ying Huanhuan's eyes widened, her mouth agape enough to fit an egg. "Aren't you going to take a break? Aren't you tired? Don't you feel like your brain isn't working properly?"

Ying Xiaoxiao took a deep breath, suppressing her shock, and slowly said, "Junior brother, although you have comprehended the Heavenly Emperor Scripture, the Earthly Emperor Scripture, the Flood Scripture, and the Great Wilderness Scripture each have their own strengths. An ordinary person may not be able to comprehend even one of them in their entire life. You have just fought four battles in a row, and your Yuan energy has been greatly depleted. Why don't you rest for a few days first—"

"No need." Lan He smiled slightly, his expression calm. "Strike while the iron is hot, and you'll achieve twice the result with half the effort. Senior Sister, just lead the way."

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Looking into his calm and resolute eyes, Ying Xiaoxiao suddenly felt a little dazed.

He mastered the Heavenly Emperor Sutra in three days, won four consecutive battles, and now he's about to comprehend three more sutras in one go.

Just what kind of prodigy is this junior brother?

"Alright, Xiaoxiao, I'll take him there."

A hearty laugh suddenly came from behind. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Qi Lei, the Palace Master of the Heavenly Palace, walking through the air and landing beside Lan He, patting him on the shoulder with a smile.

Ying Xiaoxiao was slightly taken aback, then bowed and said, "Uncle Qi Lei."

Qi Lei waved his hand, his gaze falling on Lan He, his eyes filled with admiration. He had witnessed the entire process of Lan He's fight against Qing Ye, Mu Li, and Pang Tong from the shadows.

With such a commotion at the Heavenly Palace Martial Arts Arena, the Palace Master naturally had to come and see what was going on.

Unexpectedly, upon closer inspection, I discovered a true prodigy.

"Boy, are you really going to study the other three scriptures?" Qi Lei asked.

Lan He nodded slightly: "Exactly."

Qi Lei stroked his beard and laughed, "Alright, I'll personally take you there. I know the martial arts halls of the Earth Hall, the Flood Hall, and the Desolate Hall very well."

He turned to Ying Xiaoxiao, then glanced at Qingye, Muli, and Pang Tong, who were still slumped on the ground not far away, and instructed, "Xiaoxiao, take these three back with you. Send Qingye back to the Earth Palace, Muli back to the Flood Palace, and Pang Tong back to the Desolate Palace. Let them heal their wounds properly."

Ying Xiaoxiao nodded and replied softly, "Yes, Martial Uncle."

She glanced at Lan He again, her gaze complex, before turning and walking toward the three men.

Qi Lei turned his head, looked at Lan He, his eyes full of laughter: "Let's go, kid. Let me see just how far you can go."

Not long after, in the south of the Dao Sect, at the location of the Earth Palace.

Qi Lei descended from the sky with Lan He, landing in front of the gate of the Earth Palace. The disciples patrolling around bowed respectfully upon seeing the newcomers.

"Palace Master Qi Lei!"

Qi Lei waved his hand, indicating that they didn't need to be so polite, and led Lan He straight into the depths of the underground palace.

After taking only a few steps, a figure appeared in front of him.

It was Xia Yan, the master of the Earth Palace.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze first falling on Qi Lei, then shifting to Lan He, a complex look flashing in his eyes. He, as the palace master, was already aware of Qing Ye's humiliating defeat. He just hadn't expected that so soon after, the other party would swagger back again.

"Qi Lei, what are you doing—" Xia Yan said, his tone carrying a hint of helplessness and a touch of underlying wariness.

Qi Lei waved his hand with a smile and got straight to the point: "Xia Yan, I brought this kid here to study the Earthly Sovereign Scripture."

Xia Yan paused slightly upon hearing this, then looked at Lan He with a scrutinizing gaze. After a moment's hesitation, he finally nodded: "Come with me."

Led by Xia Yan, Lan He arrived at the Martial Arts Hall of the Earth Palace.

This is a stone tower with a completely different style from the Heavenly Palace Martial Arts Hall. It is built entirely of deep yellow boulders, exuding a heavy and steady aura. Runes faintly flow on the tower's body, as if connected to the earth beneath its feet, giving people a feeling of indestructibility.

In front of the tower, an old man in gray sat cross-legged. His gaunt figure was like a stone sculpture, and if it weren't for his barely audible breathing, his presence would be almost imperceptible.

Xia Yan stepped forward and bowed respectfully: "Uncle-Master, this disciple has come to study the Earth Emperor Scripture on the orders of the Sect Leader."

The old man in gray slowly opened his eyes, his cloudy gaze sweeping over Lan He. After a moment, a faint smile appeared on his aged face: "Go in."

Lan He nodded slightly and stepped into the stone tower.

The tower's interior was even more spacious than the martial arts hall of the Heavenly Palace. Rows of deep yellow stone tablets stood silently, each emanating a powerful flow of elemental energy. The deeper one went, the stronger the feeling of resonating with the earth became.

Deepest inside, a massive stone tablet stands majestically, its surface densely covered with deep yellow characters. These characters seem almost alive, shimmering with light and exuding an ancient and awe-inspiring aura.

Lan He sat cross-legged in front of the stone tablet, his gaze falling on the flowing words, his mind gradually sinking into them.

Outside the tower, Qi Lei stood with his hands behind his back, side by side with Xia Yan. He stroked his beard and chuckled, "Xia Yan, how long do you think it will take this kid to comprehend the Earthly Sovereign Scripture?"

Xia Yan glanced at him and said indifferently, "The Earth Emperor Scripture is extremely profound. Qing Ye took four months to master it back then. Even if he has extraordinary talent, it should take him at least a month."

Qi Lei smiled without saying a word, but there was a deeper meaning in his smile.

Seeing this, Xia Yan frowned slightly: "What are you laughing at?"

Qi Lei shook his head: "It's nothing, I just remembered that Xiaoxiao sent me a message three days ago saying the same thing."

Xia Yan was taken aback, then fell silent.

He had naturally heard about the Emperor's Scripture's mastery of it in three days. However, a sliver of doubt lingered in his heart: perhaps it was just a coincidence, or perhaps the Emperor's Scripture was simply a perfect match for him.

The Earth Sovereign Scripture is different. This extraordinary scripture emphasizes cultivating virtue and resonating with the earth, requiring composure and patience, and is by no means—

It takes only a day or two to achieve something.

He didn't believe that this kid could understand it in three days.

Three days later.

Inside the stone tower, a deep yellow light suddenly shone, then slowly receded and returned to calm.

Lan He opened his eyes, a warm, earthy yellow light flashing in them. The light wasn't dazzling, but it gave people a feeling of solidity, as if he were one with the earth beneath his feet.

He stood up and walked out of the stone tower.

Outside the tower, Qi Lei and Xia Yan remained on guard. Qi Lei stood with his arms crossed, looking on with amusement; Xia Yan stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm, though his slightly clenched fists betrayed his inner tension.

Upon seeing Lan He emerge, the two simultaneously looked up.

"You've figured it out?" Qi Lei asked with a smile, his tone somewhat matter-of-fact.

Lan He nodded slightly: "I have not failed you."

Xia Yan's pupils suddenly contracted, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found himself at a loss for words.

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The old man in gray slowly opened his eyes, a piercing glint flashing in his cloudy old eyes. He scrutinized Lan He, his gaze seemingly trying to see right through him, and after a long while, he slowly uttered a sentence: "Indeed, you have succeeded in your cultivation. Not bad."

He paused, glanced at Xia Yan beside him, and said with a hint of disdain, "He's much better than that kid Xia Yan back then. That kid was such a blockhead. It took him four whole months to comprehend the Earthly Sovereign Scripture, and he was always asking questions. He was so annoying."

Upon hearing this, Xia Yan, standing to the side, showed an embarrassed expression. He coughed twice, but didn't know how to refute it. After all, what his martial uncle said was true; he had indeed spent a lot of effort comprehending the Earthly Sovereign Scripture back then.

Qi Lei, however, laughed heartily without any restraint, laughing so hard he almost fell over: "Xia Yan, Xia Yan, you've finally met your match! To have your past exposed by your martial uncle in front of you, how satisfying! How truly satisfying!"

Xia Yan glared at him fiercely, but there was nothing she could do about this shameless guy.

After laughing his fill, Qi Lei patted Lan He on the shoulder, his tone full of smugness: "Let's go, kid, let's go to the Hong Palace. Let me see how many days you'll take this time."

Lan He nodded slightly and followed him into the air.

Xia Yan watched the two figures disappear into the distance, sighed with a complex expression, pondered for a moment, and finally stepped forward to follow them.

He also wanted to see for himself how many days it would take this prodigy to comprehend the Great Scripture.

After the three figures completely disappeared into the clouds, the gray-robed old man slowly withdrew his gaze, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.

He raised his hand, and an invisible primordial spirit message pierced through the air.

"Sect Leader, I have witnessed another miracle today. This child has comprehended the Earthly Sovereign Scripture in just three days. His talent is truly exceptional."

"I have lived for hundreds of years and have never seen such a person. I hope the sect leader will cultivate him well."

Hongdian's residence.

When Qi Lei descended from the sky with Lan He, Zhu Shan, the Palace Master of Hong Palace, was already standing outside with his hands behind his back, waiting.

Behind him, Mu Li stood quietly, his face still somewhat pale, but his breathing was steady. After being defeated by Lan He, he had rested for several days, and his injuries had mostly healed.

When he saw Lan He again, his eyes held a complex expression, but there was no resentment; instead, there was a hint of anticipation.

"Zhu Shan, you're quite well-informed," Qi Lei said with a smile as he walked up to him.

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Zhu Shan stroked his beard, glanced at Qi Lei, and then looked at Lan He with admiration in his eyes: "If I didn't know about the huge commotion three days ago, I wouldn't be a proper temple master."

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As soon as the words were spoken, a figure descended from the sky and landed steadily beside the group.

It was Xia Yan, the master of the Earth Palace.

Qi Lei turned around and glanced at him, then laughed, "Hey, Xia Yan, what brings you along?"

Xia Yan remained calm and said indifferently, "I had nothing better to do, so I came to watch the excitement."

He spoke casually, but the slight flicker in his eyes betrayed his true thoughts. He wanted to see with his own eyes what miracles this prodigy who had comprehended the Earthly Sovereign Scripture in three days could create in the Hong Palace.

Zhu Shan didn't expose him, but just smiled and shook his head, stepping aside and gesturing for them to leave: "Let's go, the Martial Arts Hall is ready."

Lan He nodded slightly and followed him forward. Mu Li silently followed behind Zhu Shan, while Qi Lei and Xia Yan walked side by side as they entered together.

The martial arts hall of Hongdian differs from the Heavenly Hall and Earthly Hall; it is a crimson stone tower that, from a distance, resembles a burning flame, radiating a scorching heat. Faint flame patterns flow across the tower's surface, as if it might burst into flames at any moment.

Before the tower, an elderly woman with white hair sat cross-legged, her face kind and wrinkled like deep ravines. There was no fluctuation of Yuan energy around her, but the faint yet intense heat emanating from her was not to be underestimated.

Zhu Shan Shangqian bowed respectfully: "Uncle-Master, this disciple has come to comprehend the Great Scripture."

The old woman slowly opened her eyes, a gentle light flashing in her cloudy old eyes. She looked at Lan He, her gaze soft yet seemingly able to see through everything.

After a moment, she smiled slightly, the wrinkles on her face smoothing out: "Go in, child."

Lan He nodded slightly and stepped into the stone tower.

Behind him, Qi Lei, Xia Yan, and Zhu Shan stood side by side, their eyes all fixed on the white-clad figure.

Qi Lei chuckled and said, "Zhu Shan, how long do you think this kid will take?"

Zhu Shan glanced at Qi Lei and sneered, "Trying to trick me into revealing information, huh? Do you really think I don't know what happened between the Heavenly Palace and the Earthly Palace? I bet he can comprehend the Hong Scripture in three days. If I win, your Heavenly Palace's treasure, the Heavenly Phoenix Zither, will have to be lent to my Hong Palace for a month."

Upon hearing this, Qi Lei raised an eyebrow, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes: "Alright, your information network is quite impressive. I'll bet you three days is less than that. If this kid doesn't take three days, I'll take the demon spirit of the Crimson Flame Dragon Carving you obtained two years ago."

Zhu Shan's expression changed, and he immediately jumped up and down: "You old thief Qi, how dare you covet the Life Profound Realm demon spirit in my possession? Although that Crimson Flame Dragon Eagle was only at the initial stage of the Life Profound Realm, it still took me a tremendous amount of effort to obtain it!"

Qi Lei chuckled, not backing down at all: "What? Afraid to gamble? Then forget it."

Zhu Shan gritted his teeth and glared at him fiercely: "Fine, I'll gamble! I refuse to believe he can figure it out in a day or two!"

Xia Yan remained silent, his gaze fixed on the crimson stone tower. He had a vague premonition.

Zhu Shan is likely to lose this bet.

Two days later.

Inside the stone tower, a crimson light suddenly shone, then slowly receded and returned to calm.

Lan He opened his eyes, a warm, fiery red light flashing in them. He stood up and walked out of the stone tower.

Outside the tower, Qi Lei, Xia Yan, and Zhu Shan remained standing guard. Mu Li stood behind Zhu Shan, his gaze complex as he looked at the figure in white.

Upon seeing Lan He emerge, Qi Lei was the first to greet him, patting him on the shoulder with a smile: "You've figured it out? Good lad, you certainly haven't disappointed me!"

Lan He nodded slightly: "I have not failed you."

Zhu Shan's smile froze instantly.

"Two...two days?" He stared at Lan He in disbelief, his voice trembling. "How is this possible?"

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