Chapter 743: Chapter 743: The Great Saint’s Intentions

Skilled moves hit the mark perfectly, and the seamless attack leaves no openings.

A slight change in technique can shock the whole arena with thunderous methods, demanding respect.

Although he was defeated instantly in the battle with the Great Saint, Lin Yi gained considerable insight.

At this moment, he realized the path he was on might not necessarily be correct.

Still those four words: Simplicity is the ultimate sophistication.

The myriad of skills stands no chance before absolute power.

No matter how much of an informational advantage you have over the enemy, absolute strength leaves no room to leverage it.

Recalling the absolute control shown by the Great Saint during their fight, Lin Yi secretly made up his mind.

In future confrontations, he will try to win with technique rather than skills as much as possible.

He also wanted to achieve what the Great Saint had.

"Brother, are you okay?"

Watching Lin Yi fall into a trance, Sun Dachuan was worried.

His brother seemed like he was possessed.

"Nothing, nothing, just reviewing the recent battle, and by the way, I’ve got some good news."

Seeing Lin Yi’s eyes regain their vitality, Nangong Ling and the others finally felt relieved.

"Yi, what’s the good news? Are you planning to give me the SSS-level self-chosen Treasure Pearl you got? That’s not okay, I’d feel embarrassed as your little brother."

Feng Sanyou had a cheeky expression, so annoying that Nangong Ling and Sun Dachuan were itching to give him a couple of punches.

You’ve been helped through a high-difficulty instance, enhanced your career significantly, awarded a place on the completion board, what more could you want.

"Brother, ignore this fool. I think his brain isn’t right either; I’d drag him out for two hits, maybe it would help."

Sun Dachuan said while grabbing chubby Feng Sanyou’s clothes.

"I think Dachuan’s words make sense; Sister should also help make it happen."

Only when chubby Feng Sanyou begged for mercy did Lin Yi speak up to release him.

"As for the Treasure Pearl, we’ll discuss it later; there’s no rush, there’ll be a time to share it with you. But for now, the good news is we just found a way to improve our power."

"Haven’t I told you, I got brutally beaten in my Inner Court? This isn’t boasting, the one beating me was my own Martial Soul."

Martial Soul?!

Brutally beating Lin Yi?!

Every word Lin Yi uttered was comprehensible to the three from Xia.

Yet stringing them together felt so unfamiliar, so obscure and hard to understand.

Isn’t a Martial Soul supposed to be a means to enhance battle strength, how could it attack its owner?

Just when Lin Yi was about to mention his fight with the Great Saint, the Great Saint’s voice suddenly echoed in his mind.

"Kid, don’t be so hasty."

"Having them bring their Martial Souls into the Inner Court for battle is a dangerous move. If you really talked about it, you’d inadvertently be harming them."

Lin Yi didn’t get it.

Sparring with the Martial Soul, without the body being harmed, and the Martial Soul not suffering damage, with both sides doing their best, isn’t that a huge benefit to the Martial Soul owner?

Accumulated experiences through real combat are crucial in critical situations for life-saving.

For ordinary professionals, real combat experience is as important as skill variety.

"Do you really think anyone can battle their own Martial Soul in the Inner Court?"

"What is the Inner Court? It’s the domain composed of your Divine Sense, where you can practice skills because your consciousness is fully concentrated there. Fighting me is fine; after defeating you, I didn’t think of occupying your consciousness to seize your body, but would you want to try other Martial Souls?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Yi understood.

Indeed, battling in the Inner Court doesn’t cause physical harm.

However, once one side defeats the other, the victorious side gets a chance to affect the loser’s fundamental Divine Sense.

"In the Inner Court, a Martial Soul can unleash its peak strength; coming from a royal elder’s Martial Soul, none of them were weak when alive, each one was insanely strong."

"Your friends and other professionals can make those Martial Souls their own not because of their own strength but because those guys were extraordinarily powerful alive yet now, reduced to a remnant soul."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yi instantly realized.

Among the numerous Blue Star professionals, how many of their Martial Souls truly acknowledge their owners?

Restricted by the elder emperor in the inverted tower as a means for Blue Star professionals to progress, could they be without resentment?

If the Great Saint hadn’t reminded, Nangong Ling and the others listened to Lin Yi’s advice, and brought Martial Souls into the Inner Court, wouldn’t they get defeated with their Divine Sense hit, their bodies taken over?

At this moment, Lin Yi felt a surge of emotion.

He knew the Great Saint’s role in the myth from Xia very well.

The rebellious divine monkey, suppressed by Tathagata for five hundred years, never laid down its pride.

Yet now, willingly becoming Lin Yi’s subordinate.

How could Lin Yi’s heart not be moved?

"The good news is indeed good news, but it doesn’t suit you currently. In the Inner Court, fighting your Martial Souls in real combat is a life-and-death struggle. However, your Martial Souls in the Inner Court will regain their peak power, if defeated, they’ll directly harm your fundamental Divine Sense and occupy your body."

This explanation is indeed eye-opening.

Lin Yi’s speech had quite an allure.

No one can refuse an injury-free real combat.

That’s the best way to increase battle experience.

But this risk, Nangong Ling and the others dare not gamble.

After all, they acquired decent Martial Souls with Lin Yi.

As the conversation reached this point, Lingyue also paused.

After a day of rushing, the sky was getting dark.

Lin Yi and others arrived at the capital of Dianya Country, the city where the current Descent Abyss instance was located.

As a Blue Star celebrity, Lin Yi’s everyday travel had to be low-key.

Given his influence, once recognized, the enthusiastic reception would indeed make him unable to move.

So after arriving, Lin Yi used the Seventy-Two Transformations skill to change his appearance.

The gentle evening breeze swept over the waves, bringing a faint salty smell.

Having not visited a coastal city for a long time, Lin Yi suddenly felt nostalgic for those days when he worked tirelessly and occasionally got vacations.

Back then, even soaking his feet at the beach was a luxury.

Now, he’s wealthy!

Sole lottery winnings added up to billions of Xia currency, now arriving at such a beautifully scenic city, isn’t it a must to enjoy a sea-view residence?

This sea-view residence isn’t on the same level as the pre-travel ones.

It’s truly located beneath the sea, like the reincarnation of Atlantis in its grandeur.

"Whoa, Yi, hanging with you is awesome! On social platforms, I’ve seen this hotel a lot, but the price is just too off-putting."