Chapter 51 The Little Monster

Chapter 51: Chapter 51 The Little Monster

Chapter 51 — The Little Monster

The sun was slowly beginning to set over Azure Cloud City.

The streets remained crowded.

Cultivators moved through the city in groups, merchants continued calling out their prices, and the aroma of spiritual food filled the air.

The four little girls continued walking through the bustling streets.

Lin Xin, Lin Wan’er, Lin Shiyu, and little Lin Xian’er were having the time of their lives.

The Ancient Phoenix, Ancient Roc, and Ancient White Tiger followed closely behind them.

Nobody in the city knew their identities.

To everyone watching, they were simply a group of mysterious cultivators traveling with four unusually cute children.

Lin Xin suddenly stopped.

"Look!"

She pointed toward a group of young cultivators standing ahead.

Several young men and women were gathered around a stone platform.

They were all dressed in expensive cultivation robes.

Their expressions were proud.

The strongest among them had reached the Foundation Establishment Realm .

For Azure Cloud City, that was already an impressive achievement for the younger generation.

One of the young men folded his arms proudly.

"I’m telling you, once I break through to the Core Formation Realm, I’ll definitely become one of the strongest young cultivators in the city."

Another young man laughed.

"You’re still at Foundation Establishment Realm Level 3."

"So what?"

The first young man raised his chin.

"I’m only eighteen."

The others laughed.

"You really are confident."

The young man smiled.

"Confidence comes from strength."

Lin Xin listened to their conversation.

Then she looked at Lin Wan’er.

Lin Wan’er looked at Lin Shiyu.

Lin Shiyu looked at Lin Xian’er.

The three older girls exchanged knowing smiles.

Lin Xin whispered:

"They think they’re strong."

Lin Wan’er nodded.

"Very strong."

Lin Shiyu covered her mouth.

"Should we tell them?"

The three girls shook their heads.

They were already in the Void Refining Realm.

If they released their cultivation, it would be completely unfair.

Even the strongest young cultivators here wouldn’t be able to withstand their pressure.

Lin Xin suddenly looked toward little Lin Xian’er.

A mischievous smile appeared on her face.

"Xian’er."

Lin Xian’er looked up.

"Yes?"

Lin Xin pointed toward the young cultivators.

"Go."

Lin Xian’er blinked.

"Go where?"

"Go play with them."

Lin Xian’er looked at the group.

Then looked back at her sisters.

"Why?"

Lin Wan’er giggled.

"Because you’re the weakest among us."

Lin Xian’er immediately puffed out her cheeks.

"I’m not weak!"

Lin Shiyu smiled.

"Then prove it."

Lin Xian’er thought about it.

Then nodded seriously.

"Okay."

She slowly walked toward the group.

The young cultivators noticed her almost immediately.

A tiny girl barely one year old was walking toward them.

Her little hands were behind her back.

Her expression was serious.

One of the young women couldn’t help smiling.

"Where did this little girl come from?"

Another young cultivator laughed.

"Maybe she’s lost."

Lin Xian’er stopped in front of them.

She looked up.

The young cultivator who had been bragging about his cultivation looked down at her.

"What do you want?"

Lin Xian’er tilted her head.

"You said you’re strong."

The young man’s eyebrows rose.

"Yes."

Lin Xian’er thought for a moment.

Then asked innocently:

"Can I play with you?"

The surrounding young cultivators burst into laughter.

"Play?"

"With us?"

"Little girl, do you even know what cultivation is?"

Lin Xian’er nodded.

"Yes."

The young man smiled.

"Then what realm are you?"

Lin Xian’er looked at him.

She didn’t answer immediately.

Instead, she smiled.

Then—

She released a tiny portion of her aura.

BOOM!

The atmosphere suddenly became completely still.

The laughter disappeared.

The expressions of every young cultivator changed.

A terrifying spiritual pressure swept across the street.

It wasn’t even the full power of Lin Xian’er.

It was merely a tiny fraction.

Yet to these Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators—

It felt like an enormous mountain had suddenly descended upon them.

Their faces became pale.

One of them staggered backward.

"W-What is this pressure?"

Another young cultivator’s legs began trembling.

"Core Formation Realm..."

The young man who had been bragging moments earlier stared at Lin Xian’er in complete disbelief.

His voice trembled.

"You’re... a Core Formation cultivator?"

Lin Xian’er nodded.

"Yes."

The young cultivator swallowed hard.

But then—

The pressure increased slightly.

BOOM!

Several of them nearly fell to their knees.

The young man’s pupils contracted.

"This..."

His face became completely pale.

"Peak Core Formation Realm!"

Silence.

Nobody spoke.

A one-year-old girl.

A one-year-old girl had just released the aura of a Peak Core Formation Realm cultivator.

And she was looking at them as if she had done nothing unusual.

Lin Xian’er tilted her head.

"Are you still strong?"

The young cultivators stared at her.

Nobody answered.

Lin Xian’er waited patiently.

Then she asked again.

"Can we play now?"

The young man immediately shook his head.

"No!"

Lin Xian’er blinked.

"Why?"

The young man almost cried.

"Because..."

He looked at the tiny girl.

"Because you’re stronger than all of us!"

Lin Xian’er thought about it.

Then smiled.

"Oh."

She lowered her aura.

The terrifying pressure immediately disappeared.

The young cultivators finally breathed again.

One of them wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Who exactly are these people?"

Another young woman looked toward Lin Xin, Lin Wan’er, and Lin Shiyu.

She suddenly noticed something.

Those three girls had been standing behind Lin Xian’er the entire time.

And they didn’t look surprised.

They didn’t look nervous.

They didn’t even look impressed.

They were simply smiling.

Her heart skipped a beat.

"Wait..."

She looked at the three older girls.

"Could they be even stronger?"

Nobody answered.

The young cultivators exchanged nervous glances.

Then one of them whispered:

"Maybe they’re not from our continent."

Another immediately nodded.

"That has to be it."

"How else could a one-year-old possess this kind of cultivation?"

The group became increasingly confused.

They didn’t dare ask the girls anything else.

They simply watched as Lin Xian’er returned to her sisters.

Lin Xin immediately crouched down.

"Did you win?"

Lin Xian’er nodded proudly.

"Yes."

Lin Wan’er smiled.

"Good!"

Lin Shiyu patted her head.

"Our little sister is amazing."

Lin Xian’er smiled brightly.

"I told you I’m strong."

Behind them, the Ancient White Tiger was desperately trying not to laugh.

The Ancient Phoenix covered her mouth.

The Ancient Roc turned away.

Their shoulders were trembling.

They had just watched a group of young Foundation Establishment cultivators nearly collapse from the aura of a one-year-old child.

The scene was simply too amusing.

The White Tiger finally muttered:

"Poor children."

The Phoenix glanced at him.

"You encouraged this."

The White Tiger immediately became serious.

"I did nothing."

The Roc laughed softly.

"You absolutely did."

Lin Xian’er looked back at the young cultivators.

Then waved.

"Bye!"

The young cultivators immediately waved back.

"Bye..."

Their voices were unusually respectful.

The four girls continued their tour.

None of them realized how quickly the story of the mysterious one-year-old Core Formation cultivator would spread through Azure Cloud City.

The Lin Clan

At the same time—

Far away from Azure Cloud City, inside the hidden territory of the Lin Clan, preparations for the Ten Thousand Realms Auction were nearing completion.

The auction venue had already been prepared.

The various arrangements were being checked repeatedly.

Everything had to be perfect.

The Lin Clan was about to hold its first major auction.

And Lin Wei intended to make sure nothing went wrong.

Inside the main hall, Lin Wei stood before several powerful figures.

The summoned Earth Immortal Realm experts.

The True Immortal Realm experts.

The Ancient Divine Beasts.

And the senior members of the Lin Clan.

Lin Hao sat calmly at the head of the hall.

Lin Wei looked over everyone.

"The auction will attract powerful cultivators from across the Azure Cloud Continent."

"We must guarantee their safety."

Everyone nodded.

Lin Wei began making his arrangements.

Several Earth Immortal Realm experts were selected to remain near the outer perimeter.

Several True Immortal Realm experts would remain closer to the auction venue.

The Ancient Divine Beasts would also take positions throughout the surrounding area.

They would not interfere with the auction unless absolutely necessary.

Their purpose was simple.

Security.

Lin Wei looked toward the Ancient White Tiger.

"Senior White Tiger, I would like you to oversee the outer security."

The White Tiger nodded.

"No problem."

Lin Wei then looked toward the Phoenix.

"Senior Phoenix, I would like you to remain near the main entrance."

The Phoenix smiled.

"Understood."

The Roc was assigned to monitor the surrounding skies.

The Qilin would remain near the main auction hall.

The Black Tortoise would oversee the defensive arrangements.

The Golden Crow would remain near the central area.

The Kun would monitor the surrounding spiritual energy fluctuations.

Each powerful existence accepted their responsibility without hesitation.

Nobody complained.

Nobody questioned the assignments.

They were genuinely happy to contribute to the clan.

Lin Wei looked over the assembled experts.

"From the moment the guests arrive until the auction ends, nobody is allowed to cause trouble."

His voice became firm.

"If anyone attempts to disrupt the auction, deal with them immediately."

The surrounding experts nodded.

"Understood."

Lin Hao watched quietly.

A faint smile appeared on his face.

The preparations were finally approaching completion.

The Ten Thousand Realms Auction was almost ready.

And soon—

The entire Azure Cloud Continent would know that the Lin Clan had officially stepped into the world.

End of Chapter 51