Divine Replication System

They were representatives of the Lin Family, Ming Chang Royal Family, and Drifting Cloud Sect, respectively.    

Before Lin Xuan departed from the Dongyuan Continent to return to the Central Essence Continent, he needed to ensure everything was in order.    

The Martial Puppet maneuvered the Emperor Level Flying Ship to a halt beside True Martial Mountain and stowed it away.    

Using Pill Essence, he enveloped the three men and gently set them down on the mountaintop plaza.    

"Young Master, I have successfully completed the task!"    

"This is the Fire Spirit that you entrusted to me."    

The Martial Puppet bowed and produced a cluster of crimson flames.    

This was the Fire Spirit that Lin Xuan had left in the valley as a temporary guardian.    

Lin Xuan had dispatched the Martial Puppet to gather all the warriors from the three factions and to retrieve the Fire Spirit.    

Such a feat would have been impossible for anyone else.    

The might of the Fire Spirit was too intense for even those at the peak of Emperor Level to endure.    

Only the Martial Puppet, having been by Lin Xuan's side for an extended period and familiar with the Fire Spirit's essence, could command its obedience.    

"Mm."    

Lin Xuan gave a slight nod.    

With an outstretched hand, the Fire Spirit soared towards him, settling into his palm.    

It danced joyfully, radiating a sense of delight.    

Lin Xuan then flipped his hand and secured the Fire Spirit within his Walkspace.    

He turned his gaze to the three individuals nearby.    

"Xuan, is all of this... real?"    

The voice belonged to Lin Qiyuan, quivering with emotion.    

Liu Wuya and Nie Xiong, too, seemed eager to speak but were hesitant.    

The sights and revelations they had encountered on their journey were like a bolt from the blue, overwhelmingly fantastical and astonishing.    

It was more than they could fathom.    

In the valley, when they witnessed an Emperor Level Martial Cultivator's assault, they braced for imminent peril.    

Little did they know, the scarlet flame left by Lin Xuan would incinerate the attacker on the spot.    

The spectacle had left them utterly stunned.    

Subsequently, the Fire Spirit claimed the lives of several more Emperor Level Martial Cultivators, effectively intimidating the rest.    

They refrained from any hasty actions, puzzled by the unremarkable and secluded nature of their location. Emperor Level Martial Cultivators were a rarity in the surrounding regions, yet an unusual number had gathered here, clearly with their valley in mind.    

What was even more astonishing was the potency of the flame Lin Xuan had left behind, capable of easily annihilating several Emperor Level Martial Cultivators. By comparison, it seemed likely that Lin Xuan had attained at least Emperor Level status. And in such a short time! Their advancement had left everyone in awe once again.    

But what they hadn't anticipated was that there was more to come.    

The Martial Puppet arrived in an Emperor Level Flying Ship, forcibly dispersing the Emperor Level Martial Cultivators who had been lying in wait, instilling in them a profound sense of fear. They realized then that the individual who had been shadowing Lin Xuan, akin to a bodyguard, was also an Emperor Level Martial Cultivator—and not just any, but one of a significantly superior rank. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to send the other Emperor Level Martial Cultivators fleeing in terror.    

The massive Emperor Level Flying Ship then transported everyone out of the valley, a place that had been nameless and where they had spent some time. Despite having started from scratch, building and working hard, and developing a certain fondness for the place, it was ultimately situated within the mountains, presenting too many challenges.    

On their journey, the Martial Puppet, an Emperor Level Martial Cultivator himself, displayed no arrogance. Perhaps out of respect for Lin Xuan's family, he candidly shared Lin Xuan's current circumstances with the few who were entitled to inquire—Lin Qiyuan, Liu Wuya, and Nie Mingchang. The rest were left to merely listen.    

Upon hearing the Martial Puppet's account, they were even more astounded, struggling to trust their own ears, enveloped in a sense of surreal disbelief.    

What? Lin Xuan's power had surpassed the Emperor Level? With his own might, he had vanquished the Devil Cloud Sect, the instigator behind the enduring conflict on the Dongyuan Continent. Furthermore, he had conquered the other five major forces, founded the Tianyuan Palace, and swiftly risen to dominate the entire Dongyuan Continent.    

The news was increasingly astonishing, each revelation more staggering than the last. When ordinary people heard it, they would instinctively think it was too far-fetched, too fantastical. Such things were the stuff of dreams, not reality. Yet, this time was an exception. An Emperor Level Martial Cultivator had confirmed the news himself. They were also aware of the cultivation level of his Martial Puppet—Peak Emperor Level. Among them, few had ever encountered an Emperor Level Martial Cultivator before, but that didn't prevent them from understanding the hierarchy at the continent's zenith. The Peak Emperor Level represented the pinnacle of power in the entire Dongyuan Continent.    

The fact that a Martial Puppet had achieved Peak Emperor Level explained why, upon its arrival, it had effortlessly repelled and scattered other Emperor Level Martial Cultivators. Moreover, this formidable Peak Emperor Level Martial Cultivator had remained as docile and obedient as a guard by Lin Xuan's side. The contrast only highlighted the extent of Lin Xuan's own formidable power—how truly fearsome it was!    

Throughout the journey, they were in a daze, struggling to come to terms with the earth-shattering truth. Just days before, they had been forced to take refuge in an unnamed valley to escape the ravages of war. But now, they were being informed that their Hall Master had not only quelled the conflict but had also vanquished the instigator and ascended to become the sovereign of the continent. The disparity between their past and present circumstances was as profound as an abyss—how could they possibly come to grips with it?    

It wasn't until the Martial Puppet piloted the Emperor Level Flying Ship, transporting everyone from the Lin Family, Drifting Cloud Sect, and Ming Chang Royal Family to Elemental Spirit City and settling them in a prearranged, bustling district, that they began to process the reality. He then escorted the three of them to the Elemental Spirit Hall for an audience with Lin Xuan. It was at that moment that they finally snapped out of their stupor and regained clarity of thought. Their minds were awash with tumultuous waves of awe that showed no signs of subsiding.    

As they gazed upon Lin Xuan, who appeared no different from a few days prior, exuding an ordinary presence, their previous mindset had vanished. The vast gulf between them was now too intimidating for them to interact with Lin Xuan as they once had. Ultimately, it was Lin Xuan's father-in-law, Lin Qiyuan, who broke the silence and initiated conversation.    

Liu Wuya and Nie Xiong stood before Lin Xuan, feeling as though they were at the foot of a towering mountain, gazing up in awe.    

To them, he was like the stars in the sky—admirable, yet beyond reach.    

Their relationship with him wasn't as close as Lin Qiyuan's.    

Overwhelmed by the immense pressure, they found themselves at a loss for words.    

"It's true," Lin Xuan confirmed with a slight nod.    

"The root of the conflict, the Devil Cloud Sect—the most formidable Demon Force on the Dongyuan Continent—has been vanquished by my hand.    

You no longer need to worry."    

"Furthermore, the East Saint Sect, Elemental Spirit Sect, and Canglan Sect have all been brought under my command, serving as the five great divisions of the Tianyuan Palace.    

You are all safe now and can enjoy some peace.    

However, the original Tianyuan Palace's foundation is too weak. Given the current circumstances, it's no longer fitting to carry on with that name.    

I propose we rename it the 'Three Yuan Palace Hall.' What are your thoughts?"    

Lin Xuan suggested, his voice gentle and a smile on his face.    

"So, it was all true!" Lin Qiyuan exclaimed, his smile reflecting his ease of mind.    

"Xuan, you've truly come into your own."    

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