Chapter 214 Lin Dong: I have a friend

A beautiful figure flew out of the Heavenly Palace, sped past Dao Zong's head, and soon entered the Desolate Palace.

At the entrance of the Deserted Palace, several disciples were strolling around. When they saw Ying Huanhuan, they were stunned and a look of surprise flashed in their eyes.

"Why did Junior Sister come to the Deserted Palace?"

Although Ying Huanhuan was a disciple of the Heavenly Palace, all the disciples of the Dao Sect knew her. Not only was Ying Huanhuan extremely talented, but her cute and lovely image also made many male disciples have a good impression of her.

However, Ying Huanhuan has a quirky personality, just like a little fox. So far, no one has been able to defeat this little goblin who has been dominating the Dao Sect for many years.

While those disciples were surprised, Ying Huanhuan landed lightly not far from them and walked towards them slowly.

"Excuse me, do you know where Lin Dong is?"

Hearing Ying Huanhuan's question, they were stunned again. Could it be that this junior sister from the Tian Palace came to find Lin Dong?
"I saw Senior Brother Lin Dong go to the back mountain." One person answered subconsciously.

"Thank you."

Ying Huanhuan nodded slightly, thanked him politely, and walked into the deserted palace, leaving a few people looking at each other in confusion.

After a while, Ying Huanhuan came to the back mountain. After some searching, she finally saw Lin Dong's figure behind a towering ancient tree.

"What is he doing?"

Ying Huanhuan was about to step forward, but she saw Lin Dong's strange behavior and froze in place.

In the mountains and forests, Lin Dong was seen holding a golden halberd and dancing slowly.

What is surprising is that his movements are neither fast nor slow, and his body is stretched. It does not look like he is practicing martial arts at all, but rather like he is dancing.

Lin Dong's eyes were gentle, his movements were slow and graceful, and the golden halberd blade reflected bright light under the morning sun, dazzling Ying Huanhuan so much that she could hardly open her eyes.

Ying Huanhuan frowned slightly, and a look of doubt flashed in her beautiful eyes. After a moment of hesitation, she moved, walked out from behind the ancient tree, and came in front of Lin Dong.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Ying Huanhuan asked curiously, her clear voice echoing in the forest in the early morning, like the tapping of a musical instrument.

Lin Dong glanced at her, and continued to dance with the halberd in his hand, and replied calmly:

"As you can see, I am dancing with the halberd."

Ying Huanhuan was a little speechless. She was not blind, so of course she knew that Lin Dong was dancing with the halberd. This was not what she wanted to ask.

"Dancing in the back hills so early in the morning, you're weird!"

Lin Dong looked at her in surprise and said in a matter-of-fact tone, "It's normal to relax occasionally, right?"

He paused slightly, looking at Ying Huanhuan's pretty face, with a hint of doubt in his tone.

"Do you spend all your time practicing?"

Ying Huanhuan was blocked for a moment, her chest rising and falling slightly, and she muttered softly.

"You guys, do you know how to relax?"

Lin Dong shook his head, ignored Ying Huanhuan, put her aside, and continued to concentrate on his own work.

He held the golden ancient halberd, sometimes waving it gently, sometimes slowly spinning it in place. Lin Dong's posture was upright and powerful, his movements were natural and smooth, and he looked a little unrestrained and uninhibited.

Under Mu Zi's influence, Lin Dong is no longer as bitter and vengeful as in the original novel, and his whole person has become more sunny.

Seeing Lin Dong like this, Ying Huanhuan couldn't help but be a little dazed.

I think this stinky guy is pretty handsome.
"Bah bah bah!"

Ying Huanhuan spat in her heart and shook her head vigorously to get rid of the terrible thought from her mind.

Even if she starved to death, she would never have a good impression of this guy!

Ying Huanhuan came back to her senses and her eyes fell on the golden halberd in Lin Dong's hand. Only then did she notice that this spiritual treasure was actually just an ordinary high-level spiritual treasure.

Ying Huanhuan raised her eyebrows and looked at Lin Dong in confusion.

"Hey, you are a disciple of the Desolate Palace, don't you have an earth-level spiritual treasure?"

"What's so good about this halberd that makes you cherish it so much?"

Ying Huanhuan had lived in Dao Sect since childhood, and had only seen high-level spiritual treasures a few times.

Looking at the energy fluctuations in the ancient halberd, anyone in the Nirvana realm would look down on it. But Lin Dong actually regarded it as a treasure. He is too poor.
Lin Dong paused and looked at the girl in front of him with a serious expression.

"The Skyscale Ancient Halberd was made by a very important person and has special meaning to me."

"Also, I'm not 'Hey', I have a name."

"Who is the important person?" Ying Huanhuan asked curiously.

She looked at Lin Dong's serious expression, then looked at the Sky Scale Ancient Halberd in his hand, her eyes thoughtful.

"Is it your mother?"

Lin Dong:.
Taking a deep breath, Lin Dong looked at Ying Huanhuan and frowned.

"What do you want from me?"

Ying Huanhuan stared at Lin Dong for a while, then rolled her dark eyes and asked tentatively:
"I heard that you have successfully cultivated the Desolate Palace's 'Desolate Demon Eye'?"

“I can say I’ve learned it, just barely.” Lin Dong nodded indifferently.

"Oh." Ying Huanhuan nodded slightly, her beautiful eyes drooped slightly, and her big eyes wavered. She remembered that when her sister heard the news, her face was quite surprised.

"I can't tell. You are quite capable. I will now take back the 'self-righteous' part of my evaluation of you."

Ying Huanhuan stretched lazily, her soft waist outlined by the green dress to create a charming curve, and she glanced at Lin Dong lazily.

Lin Dong looked at Ying Huanhuan's matter-of-fact expression and couldn't help feeling speechless.

I took a self-righteous one, and left him a shameless one.
Lin Dong didn't want to pay attention to Ying Huanhuan's unreasonable behavior, and just said it lightly.

"As you wish."

Seeing Lin Dong's nonchalant look, Ying Huanhuan felt a little unhappy for no reason. "Hmph! Don't think you are amazing just because you lasted nine days under the Dan River. The result of a Dan River initiation is nothing. There is nothing to be proud of!"

"If you have the ability, then comprehend the Great Desolate Scripture!"

After these words were spoken, Lin Dong's expression became serious. He looked in one direction with a firm look in his eyes.

"I will comprehend the Great Desolate Scripture."

Seeing Lin Dong's confident look, Ying Huanhuan frowned slightly and said unhappily:

"Don't underestimate the difficulty of comprehending the Great Desolate Scripture. Over the past hundred years, countless disciples of Dao Sect have tried to do it, but only Senior Zhou Tong succeeded."

"Zhou Tong?"

Hearing this name, Lin Dong's eyes narrowed. Ever since he entered Dao Sect, he had often heard of the legendary deeds of this senior.

It must be said that he was a true genius, and he was one of the top people Lin Dong knew.

"Humph!"

When Ying Huanhuan saw Lin Dong’s solemn expression, the corners of her mouth slightly lifted up, with a hint of pride in her eyes.

"Senior Zhou Tong is the strongest genius in the Dongxuan Territory in the past hundred years. You are far behind him!" she said with a hint of provocation in her tone.

After hearing this, Lin Dong shook his head slightly, with a faint smile on his lips, a smile that Ying Huanhuan could not understand.

"Senior Zhou Tong is indeed amazing, and I admire his achievements, but to say that he is the number one genius is a bit too much. At least I know that there are people who are more talented than him!"

Ying Huanhuan was stunned. She didn't expect Lin Dong to refute her.

She frowned slightly and looked at Lin Dong with some displeasure.

"Are you talking about yourself?"

Under Ying Huanhuan's displeased gaze, Lin Dong slowly shook his head.

"Not me, but a friend of mine."

"friend?"

A beautiful figure flashed before his eyes, and Lin Dong's gaze softened.

"In my heart, her talent is unmatched."

"Senior Zhou Tong is very powerful, but he is still far inferior to her."

Speaking of Mu Zi, Lin Dong became excited, his tone filled with excitement and pride.

"In front of her, all the geniuses in the world are just dust."

At this moment, Lin Dong transformed into the number one Mu Zichui in the Profound Sky Continent, wishing he could blow her up to the sky.

Ying Huanhuan looked at the young man in front of her. The light flashing in Lin Dong's eyes was so bright that it was a little scary.

Seeing the proud expression on Lin Dong’s face, Ying Huanhuan’s anger was instantly ignited.

Zhou Tong is the pride of Dao Sect disciples, and Ying Huanhuan also regards him as an idol. However, Lin Dong speaks arrogantly, saying that Zhou Tong is not as good as others, which makes Ying Huanhuan a little unacceptable.

"Shameless talk!"

Ying Huanhuan widened her eyes and glared at Lin Dong, while at the same time she stretched out a hand and pointed at him angrily.

Her hands were extremely beautiful, slender and fair, looking like the most perfect mutton-fat jade. Her slender jade-scallion fingers were like the golden ratio, without the slightest flaw. Above her jade hands, there was a faint gleam of light that was a little dazzling.

Lin Dong's gaze paused on Ying Huanhuan's hand. This was the second time he had seen such beautiful and perfect hands.

"I am telling the truth."

Lin Dong said calmly that his position on this matter was firm.

As for Ying Huanhuan being unhappy, what does that have to do with him?
Seeing Lin Dong's self-righteous look, Ying Huanhuan couldn't help but tremble with anger, and her chest, which had just begun to take shape, rose and fell violently.

"Hmph! We'll see!"

Ying Huanhuan glared at Lin Dong fiercely, turned around angrily, and ran away. Her light green skirt fluttered in the wind, and she disappeared from Lin Dong's sight in a moment.

Lin Dong stood there, and after a moment of silence, he continued to dance with the halberd in his hand.

"Sister, I'm so mad!"

After being driven away in anger, Ying Huanhuan found Ying Xiaoxiao with an angry face and started to complain to her.

"Lin Dong is so arrogant. He actually said that Senior Zhou Tong..."

After listening to her sister's accusation, Ying Xiaoxiao's eyes flashed with a hint of thought. After pondering for a moment, she said uncertainly:
“It is said that in the Hundred Dynasties War, there was indeed a person whose talent was stronger than Lin Dong’s.”

"If I'm not mistaken, the friend he mentioned should be that person."

"Stronger than Lin Dong?"

When Ying Huanhuan heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she was a little unbelieving.

"Isn't Lin Dong the champion of the Hundred Dynasties War? How could someone be stronger than him?"

“I don’t know the details,” Ying Xiaoxiao frowned and said thoughtfully, “I just heard that the man didn’t climb Baichao Mountain for some reason, so the final championship fell to Lin Dong.”

“Tsk! It turns out that Lin Dong got the championship by chance! And he is still so cocky all the time!”

Ying Huanhuan snorted lightly, curled her lips, then turned to look at Ying Xiaoxiao and asked nonchalantly:

"Sister, do you know that person's name?"

"It seems to be Mu Zi." Ying Xiaoxiao replied.

"Mu Zi."

Ying Huanhuan murmured softly, she narrowed her eyes, and a light bloomed in her eyes.

"Let me see what you are capable of."

(End of this chapter)