# Chapter 1063: The Day of Enfeoffment
"The last one, only one spot left!" The crowd murmured softly, and then with a hum, a flash of light flickered, and a wisp of void power spread out, instantly drawing everyone's gaze. They all stared intently at the place where the void power fluctuated, wanting to see who would arrive!
"Hum!" A figure appeared at the spot where space rippled, causing everyone's gaze to freeze. It was not Xuanyuan Potian.
Eighty-one people had reached the Heavenly Terrace, yet there was no sign of Xuanyuan Potian!
Xuanyuan Potian, unable to become a Martial Emperor's Disciple?
At this moment, the crowd felt complex emotions stirring in their hearts. Xuanyuan Potian, who had claimed he would seize the first Heavenly Martial Disciple seat, would be excluded from the ranks of the Martial Emperor's Disciples?
Light flickered, and Hou Qinglin's figure appeared beside that person. He once again unfurled the golden-yellow diagram and said, "Carve your name. Congratulations, you have obtained the last spot!"
"Whoosh..." That person let out a long breath upon hearing Hou Qinglin's words, a smile spreading across his face. He had been worried just moments ago, but hearing Hou Qinglin speak, he knew he had succeeded. It was just so thrilling—getting the very last spot. Too exciting.
But while he rejoiced, he had no idea that everyone else's gazes had frozen stiff. Hou Qinglin had announced that he had taken the final spot, which also meant that Xuanyuan Potian had completely lost all hope. Not even a Martial Emperor's Disciple was his, let alone the first Heavenly Martial Disciple.
"Alright, all of you may disperse. Your trial is over. Next, we must wait for the trial of the Venerable Martial realm cultivators. It will take a total of one hundred days, with about forty to fifty days remaining. You are free to move about the Heavenly Terrace. When the time comes, the first batch of Martial Emperor's Disciples and the second batch of Martial Emperor's Disciples will be enfeoffed simultaneously!"
A hint of a smile also appeared between Hou Qinglin's brows. The assessment of the Heavenly Martial realm cultivators was complete. He had a clear understanding of the quality of this batch of Martial Emperor's Disciples and was quite satisfied. Years later, these people would become a terrifying force. The two masters had truly begun to spread their branches and leaves, just like the other emperors of the Eight Wastelands Realm.
The crowd nodded slightly. In the past, anyone who had stepped onto the first layer of the Nine Heavens could enter the Heavenly Terrace. They would be the candidates for the second batch of Martial Emperor's Disciples. The crowd was well aware of this.
Afterward, the crowd dispersed. To them, this vast Heavenly Terrace held a sense of mystery. Those majestic halls, each one extraordinary, gave them the perfect opportunity to explore.
These people gathered in small groups, already forming their own circles. Hou Qinglin observed this, understanding it well. Such things were unavoidable, the same everywhere. He would not restrict it. For all the Martial Emperor's Disciples, this was also a form of underlying competition.
Lin Feng remained seated cross-legged at the edge of the Heavenly Terrace, as if the outside world had nothing to do with him. As for the Heavenly Terrace, once he became an enfeoffed Martial Emperor's Disciple, would he still lack time to familiarize himself with it?
What he needed most was strength. Because his cultivation was only at the Fourth Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm, Lin Feng understood that even if he became the first Heavenly Martial Disciple, it did not mean much. Many people would even feel resentful. When the day came that he possessed the power to intimidate everyone, just like Mu Chen, with all the Martial Emperor's personal disciples holding him in awe and respect, only then would the halo of the first disciple truly hold meaning.
Besides, being a Martial Emperor's Disciple was just the beginning!
On the Heavenly Terrace, the blazing sun hung high in the sky, making the space exceptionally clear and bright, as if it were a celestial realm untouched by dust.
Lin Feng sat there, flames swirling endlessly around him. His entire body was bathed in a wisp of golden fire, majestic and extraordinary. The flames seemed to weave into patterns of suns, dazzling to behold.
A ray of light shot toward the sky, merging with the sunlight in the void, as if the power within him came from the sun itself. This caused a seven-colored arched bridge, a rainbow, to appear above the floating dreamlike space before him.
At this moment, the ascetic monk sitting cross-legged in the void not far in front of Lin Feng opened his eyes, gazing at Lin Feng with a faint smile in his gaze. The Sun Technique—this fellow's cultivation method was not bad. It was enough to allow Lin Feng to improve his cultivation without worrying about his technique falling behind. The Sun Technique absorbed the power of the sun, using solar fire to temper the body and generate yang fire true essence. As Lin Feng's cultivation advanced and the technique reached higher levels, the might of the sun would gradually reveal itself.
Just then, wisps of resplendent golden flames spread out, thousands upon thousands of strands, tangible yet intangible.
"This is... divine sense manifested from soul power?" The ascetic monk's gaze suddenly froze as he looked at Lin Feng in surprise. Thousands upon thousands of strands of divine sense, exceeding tens of thousands in number, and this was not even all of them.
"This is the Senior Brother's signature technique, the Ten Thousand Thoughts of Heaven and Earth!" The ascetic monk was somewhat astonished. Lin Feng's method bore some resemblance to Mu Chen's. Mu Chen's Ten Thousand Thoughts of Heaven and Earth technique merged divine sense into heaven and earth, into the void, capable of prying open the heavens and the void. One thought, one speck of dust. When the ten thousand thoughts technique was activated, everything would turn to dust, leaving all thoughts empty.
Now, Lin Feng seemed to have also cultivated a similar method. Though it was far inferior to the Ten Thousand Thoughts of Heaven and Earth technique, it already had its form. Lin Feng had also manifested thousands upon thousands of strands of divine sense power.
Just as the ascetic monk thought, Lin Feng had cultivated the Remnant Soul Heaven Art, capable of transforming into millions of remnant souls. However, during the last incident at the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress, he had witnessed Mu Chen's terrifying methods firsthand—billions of divine senses merged into the void, causing heaven and earth to return to dust, to return to earth. Whether it was people or attacking power, everything was annihilated. This had deeply touched Lin Feng's heart, leading to the birth of these thousands upon thousands of strands of divine sense power.
"Such a clear feeling!" Lin Feng had an epiphany. In the past, when he sensed the natural momentum of heaven and earth, he had already felt it very clearly. But that was still just a feeling. Now, with thousands upon thousands of divine senses manifested, truly making contact with space, this was a tactile sensation. He could perceive the trajectories of heaven and earth even more clearly. No wonder Mu Chen's methods could unleash such terrifying power.
If he could feel this clarity, then Mu Chen must perceive the trajectories of heaven and earth with perfect clarity. With a single thought, he could shatter space.
Lin Feng was quite delighted. Gaining insight from watching a battle and finding a direction for cultivation—this harvest filled his heart with joy.
Now that his cultivation was relatively weak, he should absorb and assimilate any cultivation methods useful to him.
"Little one, I look forward to your growth!" The ascetic monk watched Lin Feng's cultivation with a smile on his face. This fellow had already revealed terrifying talent at such a young age. In the future, he might become a monstrous figure on par with Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother.
The hundred-day period passed in the blink of an eye. On the Heavenly Terrace, the crowd gathered. The time for the enfeoffment list had arrived. After today, Stone Emperor and Yu Emperor would also have their Martial Emperor's Disciples.
At this moment, beneath the Heavenly Terrace, there was still an endless crowd. Many people had been disappointed in the past, unable to step onto the Nine Heavens and had to return. But now, the hundred-day period had arrived, and the Martial Emperor's Disciples were about to be enfeoffed. They wanted to know exactly who had become the first batch of Martial Emperor's Disciples for Stone Emperor and Yu Emperor, and what their rankings would be!
The vast space was packed with people. They all looked up at the void, at that ethereal region. Having missed the chance to step up there, they could only gaze up at that sacred ground from below.
At this moment, the clouds in the void gradually parted, as if the clouds were clearing to reveal the sun. A layer of dazzling light spilled down from above, and then a strange ripple rolled in. The crowd only saw layer after layer of heavenly stairs cascading down from the sky, one layer after another, incomparably splendid, like endless golden waves rippling continuously, drawing closer and closer...
"Heavenly Stairs!"
"Heavenly Stairs, appearing once again. The hundred-day period has arrived!"
The crowd stared at the waves of heavenly stairs spilling down from the sky, their hearts surging with intense emotion. The day of the Martial Emperor's Disciple enfeoffment had arrived.
Among the crowd, Yang Zilan and Yang Ziye were both present. They had been obliterated by Lin Feng in the Void Grand Illusion and thus eliminated. At that time, they still had the chance to stay on the Heavenly Terrace and cultivate to become part of the second batch of Martial Emperor's Disciples. But they did not. Instead, they chose to have someone on the Heavenly Terrace help them open a passage and leave quietly. They could not bear the shame of staying there.
Moreover, at this moment, the brother and sister had come with the Yang family. As long as Xuanyuan Potian obtained the seat of the first Heavenly Martial Disciple and proposed to Yang Ziye, their Yang family would still be glorious today, radiant and dazzling!
PS: Requesting flowers!