CHAPTER 92 — Solar Shaping, Strength Reforged
Night fell over Cloudsky Sect like a mourning shroud.
Lanterns glowed softly amid the ruined courtyards, illuminating fractured pillars, bloodstained stones, and disciples cleaning away the remnants of battle.
The mountain still smelled of smoke and charred qi—scars of a war that was far from over.
Lin Xuan stood alone atop the highest terrace, the cold wind tugging at his robes as he gazed into the stars.
Behind him, two presences approached.
One walked with heavy footsteps and a spear across his shoulder.
The other glided through the air with golden wings.
Bai (spear) and Bai (dragon).
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1. Reforging Strength in the Calm After Chaos
"Everyone is settling down," Bai (spear) said.
"Cloudsky is licking its wounds."
Lin nodded slowly.
"But the demonic sect won't give us long."
Dragon-Bai landed beside him, golden scales shimmering faintly.
His eyes glowed with fierce pride and an undercurrent of worry.
"Master… the Abomination King's death stirred something far away. Something big."
Lin turned.
"You felt it too?"
The dragon nodded.
"A beast's instinct knows when a greater predator awakens."
Lin narrowed his eyes.
The Abyssal Ancestor.
The shadow behind all the chaos.
"We'll need more power," Lin murmured.
He drew out a jade slip—the meditation sequence Saint Shengyuan had given him earlier.
"And I'm going to reshape my solar system again."
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2. Solar System Evolution — Second Phase
Lin sat cross-legged on the terrace floor.
His consciousness sank inward.
Immediately, his inner world responded.
The sun at the center—the core of his cultivation—burned brighter than ever, flames swirling like serpents.
The planets orbited in perfect rhythm:
Earth, his stable foundation
Mars, forged from his battle intent
Jupiter, containing stored spiritual storms
Saturn, glowing with ring-like formations
Venus, fused with his lightning affinity
Ancient fragments, remnants of the saint's tomb
The new sapling, glowing faintly with life essence
Everything pulsed with potential.
Lin whispered to himself:
"Let's strengthen the gravitational pull… increase the flow of qi… and refine the planetary cores."
He infused qi into the system.
The planets responded, spinning faster.
Light condensed around them, forming shining trails—
like streaks of cosmic qi sweeping across the void.
The sapling rooted deeper into his earth-world, stabilizing space itself.
The realm began nurturing faint pulses of life—tiny motes that drifted like embryonic spirits.
A realm becoming alive.
Dragon-Bai murmured in awe.
"You… you are creating a world that rivals divine domains."
Lin didn't open his eyes.
"Not yet. But someday."
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3. The Inner Earth's Second Shift
Lin activated a deeper layer of his power.
The inner sun's magnetic aura intensified, drawing more qi from his dantian.
The floor under him shook.
Clouds around the terrace swirled inward.
Aurora's soft voice echoed from within his consciousness.
"Lin… restructuring your inner solar system too quickly may cause instability."
Lin replied calmly:
"I need strength now, not later."
Aurora sighed.
"…Then I will help you."
A warmth spread through his soul as Aurora synchronized with the sun.
Fragments of golden runes appeared, orbiting the planets like miniature talismans.
The entire inner world pulsed—
BOOOOM—!
A subtle tremor passed over Cloudsky Mountain.
Disciples looked up in confusion.
Elders felt faint ripples brush against their spiritual senses.
Lin opened his eyes.
His aura had doubled—no, tripled.
Lightning curled around his fingers.
Flames danced across his arms.
Space rippled with subtle distortions around him.
Bai (spear) whistled.
"Brother… you look like a walking catastrophe."
Dragon-Bai puffed proudly.
"Master is becoming divine!"
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4. Cloudsky's Recovery
Meanwhile, Cloudsky Sect elders worked tirelessly.
The Great Ancestor Hall reconstructed its defensive formations.
Students helped repair broken walls and purify lingering demonic qi.
The Flower Pavilion Sect Master gracefully guided healing groups, her medicinal arts reviving hundreds.
Cloudsky Mountain buzzed—
a hive repairing itself after being torn open.
Whispers filled the stairways:
"Lin Xuan is back… he defeated the Abomination King."
"He's terrifying. Did you feel the heavenly lightning earlier?"
"Maybe he really can save the entire sect."
Some disciples bowed to Lin as he passed.
Others stared in awe.
A handful avoided his gaze, uneasy at the mere pressure of his presence.
Lin didn't bask in any of it.
He only saw responsibilities.
Expectations.
A future war.
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5. Alliance Representatives Arrive
By dusk, banners from allied sects arrived at Cloudsky's gates.
Celestial Frost Sect
Golden Blade Sect
Seven Lotus Sect
Stoneheart Fortress
And, most fervent of all—Flower Pavilion Sect
Their envoys came with gifts:
Spirit stones
Protective talismans
Rare herbs
Reinforcements
Condolences
And carefully worded diplomatic inquiries
Some feared Cloudsky's strength.
Some admired it.
All wanted to know the truth.
The main question every representative whispered:
"Is Lin Xuan real… or legend?"
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6. Lin Meets the Alliance Envoys
The grand hall, freshly repaired, welcomed the delegations.
Lin entered with Shengyuan, Bai, Mu, and Wen.
Immediately, the room quieted.
Dozens of eyes burned holes into him.
The Golden Blade elder whispered to his disciple:
"That boy's aura… it's heavier than a Nascent Soul Monarch's."
The Stoneheart emissary muttered:
"Impossible. He's not even in Soul Transformation."
A Frost Sect woman trembled:
"His dragon companion alone could wipe out armies."
Lin stepped forward, bowing respectfully.
"Fellow cultivators. Cloudsky thanks you for your support."
The Flower Pavilion Sect Master smiled warmly.
"You have saved this continent. The least we can do is help you rebuild."
But not all were so friendly.
A Celestial Frost elder sneered.
"Rumors say you alone defeated the Abomination King.
Surely that's an exaggeration."
Lin's eyes cooled.
Shengyuan stepped forward, voice sharp.
"Exaggeration? We witnessed it ourselves. He saved us all."
Dragon-Bai growled from above.
The Frost elder swallowed hard and backed down.
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7. Politics in the Shadows
Lin watched the room from a distance.
Sects exchanged hushed whispers.
Some eyed him with respect.
Some with awe.
Some with fear.
And a few with calculation.
Bai (spear) leaned in.
"You see the ones staring too long? Those are the opportunists."
Lin nodded lightly.
"We'll deal with them if they become threats."
Mu huffed.
"Let them try. We faced demons. Humans are nothing."
But Lin knew better.
Humans could be far more dangerous.
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8. Plans for War
Later that night, Lin met with the sect master privately.
Yun Haoyang studied him carefully.
"You've grown stronger again."
Lin nodded.
"The inner world evolved. I won't let the demonic sect get a second chance."
The sect master exhaled.
"That is why I called you here.
Cloudsky will rebuild—and you will spearhead the counteroffensive."
Lin bowed.
"We will strike first."
Then he lifted his gaze.
"And we will end them."
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9. A Sudden Omen — The Abyssal Ancestor Stirs
Across the continent, every demonic altar shuddered.
Red flames flickered.
Corpses trembled.
Deep in the demonic stronghold, the Abyssal Ancestor half-opened an eye.
A voice rumbled like the cracking of the world's crust:
> "So… the child of the heavens survived."
The ground split beneath the demonic sect leaders.
> "Then the hunt begins."
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