System: After the fortune telling, my cultivation level skyrocketed.

"This person was unknown at first, but who could have imagined that he would rise to prominence so powerfully within a mere thousand years? As the number one person of the second generation, he challenged Cang Yue, the Holy Son of the Heartless Holy Land, whose strength had already broken through the Myriad Manifestations Realm and achieved the Nascent Soul Realm, and he even crushed him completely." The voice of True Person Hongchen trembled slightly, clearly showing his sincere fear of Bai Qianhuan's strength.

Hongchen Zhenren continued, "With the strength of the peak of the Myriad Manifestations Realm, to fight beyond one's level and challenge Cang Yue, who has been in the Nascent Soul Realm for two hundred years, one can imagine how strong this person is. It's just that the day of the handover of the Holy Son of the Holy Land has not yet officially arrived, otherwise this person would already be the current Holy Son of the Heartless Holy Land." As she spoke, she secretly observed Bai Qianhuan's every move, her eyes full of vigilance.

"I never imagined that such an extraordinary figure would participate in the Ancient Immortal Path Secret Realm?" True Person Hongchen muttered to herself, completely losing her confidence. She knew all too well that facing such a powerful enemy, their side had almost no chance of winning.

Lin Yuqiong had gradually calmed down. He understood that while the inheritance and immortal/demon treasures were incredibly precious, his younger sister's Qilin bloodline was far more important for the future of Qilin City and could not be lost in the slightest. The Qilin bloodline was the foundation of Qilin City, concerning the rise and fall of the entire family.

"Fellow Daoist." Lin Yuqiong suppressed his anger, calmed down, and coldly bowed to Bai Qianhuan and the other cultivators, saying, "You've made such a big show of things, simply because you've set your sights on the great opportunity in my Qilin City." His voice was deep and powerful, trying to buy a chance for his side in this desperate situation.

"Hmph." Bai Qianhuan, true to his ruthless nature, still had one hand tightly gripping Lin Yuyao's neck, preventing her from communicating with the cultivators of Qilin City. His eyes were cold and devoid of emotion, as if everything before him was irrelevant.

"Since we've been defeated, release my little sister, and we'll offer up everything we've gained here. How about it?" Lin Yuqiong gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing with determination as he stared at Bai Qianhuan. He knew in his heart that only by sacrificing this opportunity could he ensure his little sister's safety.

"Now that you've been defeated, what right do you have to negotiate with me?"

Bai Qianhuan finally spoke, his voice cold and ruthless, like a chilling wind in a cold night, sending shivers down one's spine.

He glanced at Lin Yuqiong and the others, then looked at Lin Yuyao, who was being held captive, a glint of greed in his eyes, and said, "Offering this opportunity is a given."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yuqiong and Hongchen Zhenren immediately felt a sense of foreboding, knowing that Bai Qianhuan would not let them off easily.

“And you, the current inheritor of the Qilin bloodline in Qilin City… Lin Yuyao.” Bai Qianhuan stared with great interest at the red dot between Lin Yuyao’s eyebrows, as if he had seen an incomparably precious treasure. “I wish to take a drop of your Holy Qilin essence blood, is that alright?” His voice carried a strange smile that sent chills down one’s spine.

Upon hearing this, some of the people from Qilin City looked bewildered, clearly at a loss for what to do with this sudden request.

The other group, however, were utterly enraged. Their eyes burned with fury, and they wished they could rush forward and fight Bai Qianhuan to the death.

"Bai Qianhuan, you dare to seize the foundation of my Qilin City! My Qilin City will fight you to the death!" Upon hearing this news, Lin Yuqiong's body instantly became shrouded in blood mist, clearly indicating that he was about to activate a forbidden technique and fight to the death. His eyes were filled with madness and determination; to protect his younger sister and the foundation of Qilin City, he was prepared to perish together with her.

"Bai Qianhuan, do you know how serious this matter is?" Hongchen Zhenren also stared at Bai Qianhuan with a cold face and angry light in her eyes. "Do you think there is no one left in the Daoist lineage of Qilin City?" She tried to intimidate Bai Qianhuan with the prestige of the Daoist lineage of Qilin City.