### **Chapter 32 — Whisper of the Outer World**
News reached the Palace — fragments of the outer world barrier had begun to pulse again.
Elders feared an invasion. Only Yang Lin smiled faintly. "It's calling me."
The Saintess asked, "You came from there, didn't you?"
He didn't answer. But she knew.
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### **Chapter 33— The Challenge of the Star Pagoda**
A ceremony was held — all core disciples had to climb the Star Pagoda, testing spirit, body, and soul. None had reached the 100th floor in centuries.
Yang Lin entered silently.
Hours passed.
At dawn, lightning tore the skies — the Pagoda shattered as he stepped out from the ruins, calm and unscathed.
The Palace trembled that day.
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### **Chapter 34— Gods Begin to Notice**
Across divine realms beyond the Inner World, gods and immortals opened their eyes. "A mortal child shattered the Star Pagoda?"
Some grew curious. Others furious.
Soon, assassins descended from hidden sects — all to claim the secret of his soul.
But every night, the Saintess waited by the lotus pond, knowing he'd return alive.
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### **Chapter 35 — Battle Beneath the Starfall**
They came under moonlight — ten god-level masters cloaked in divine mist.
Yang Lin stood alone atop the mountain, blade drawn, his aura suppressed to a mortal's.
When the moonlight fell, his sword unleashed — blue lightning tore through heaven.
The next morning, only ashes remained.
The Palace elders finally realized — this child was no ordinary cultivator.
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### **Chapter 36— The Oath of Moon and Star**
After the battle, the Saintess met him beneath the twin moons.
"You don't belong to this world," she said.
"Then I'll make this world mine," he answered softly.
She smiled faintly and handed him a silver pendant — shaped like a crescent star.
"Then from today, our fates are bound."
And so, beneath the sky of eternal starlight, the boy who broke barriers and the girl of the moon took their first oath — not as mortals, but as beings destined to shake the heavens.
### **Chapter 37— Ripples in the Inner World**
The morning mist rolled across the mountains, carrying whispers of awe and fear. Every sect within the Inner World spoke one name — **Yang Lin**. The boy who shattered the Star Pagoda, the one who felled ten god-level masters under a single moon.
But in the Stary Night Palace, peace was fleeting. Elders watched from afar, uncertain whether to revere him or erase him. The Saintess, however, watched him train — each movement of his blade slicing through air like thunder.
"You train as if time is your enemy," she said.
"It is," he replied quietly. "I don't have much of it."
His eyes, for all their calm, carried centuries of grief.
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### **Chapter 38 — The Hidden Sect Envoys**
Three ancient sects sent envoys, draped in black silk, bearing sacred seals. They arrived at the Stary Night Palace demanding that Yang Lin be handed over — for "disturbing the balance of cultivation."
The Palace Master refused, her voice like divine ice. "Balance belongs to those strong enough to protect it."
Later that night, the Saintess found Yang Lin standing before a starlit lake.
"They will come again," she warned.
"I hope they do," he said, the reflection of the moon trembling across his blade.
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### **Chapter 39 — The Blood Moon Duel**
The envoys returned with warriors — five Heaven Realm cultivators. A duel was arranged atop the Blood Moon Platform.
Yang Lin stepped forth, wearing his plain disciple robes.
"Name yourself!" one enemy spat.
"Names don't matter to the dead," Yang Lin replied softly.
When the bell rang, crimson light flooded the skies. Each swing of his sword sounded like divine thunder. When the dust settled, only Yang Lin stood — untouched, the moon glowing red behind him.
The Saintess looked on, her heart trembling with pride and fear alike.
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### **Chapter 40 — The Celestial Spring**
The Palace Master summoned him after the duel. "You carry a burden not meant for mortals. Your body burns with power too pure for this realm."
To stabilize his energy, she sent him to the **Celestial Spring**, a sacred pool that connected heaven and spirit. There, Yang Lin submerged himself in divine light for seven days and nights.
When he emerged, his eyes shone like twin stars — calm, eternal, and terrifyingly beautiful. Even the Saintess whispered, "He's becoming something beyond divine."
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### **Chapter 41— The Sect Tournament Begins**
Every ten years, the Inner World held its Grand Sect Tournament. Disciples from a hundred sects gathered — divine prodigies, beast tamers, and immortal heirs.
The Stary Night Palace entered with two champions: the Moonlight Saintess and Yang Lin.
When they stepped onto the arena, murmurs filled the crowd.
"That's the boy who destroyed the Pagoda!"
"He looks… barely fifteen."
Yang Lin stood quietly. His only goal was not victory — but understanding his own power.
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### **Chapter 42— Clash of the Divine Seeds**
The first rounds were effortless. Yang Lin defeated opponent after opponent, his movements graceful as flowing light. But when the third round began, a cultivator from the **Blazing Sun Sect** appeared — his aura like molten fire.
"You're strong, boy," he sneered, "but this world burns brighter than your little moonlight."
Yang Lin smiled faintly. "Then let's see which one fades first."
Their clash shook mountains. When it ended, only silence remained — and the arena smelled faintly of ash.
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### **Chapter 43 — The Saintess's Trial**
While Yang Lin fought his battles, the Moonlight Saintess faced her own — the **Celestial Trial of Emotion**. It tested the purity of her heart, requiring her to suppress all mortal attachments.
As she meditated beneath the Silver Tree, visions of Yang Lin appeared. His calm eyes, his soft smile — each image cracked her resolve.
She opened her eyes, whispering, "Then let me fail — if love is my sin."
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### **Chapter 44 — The Heaven-Splitting Strike**
The tournament's final day arrived. Yang Lin's opponent was the **Crown Heir of the Divine Flame Temple**, a cultivator whose sword could split mountains.
As they clashed, divine fire met lightning. The sky itself screamed.
When Yang Lin unleashed his **Heaven-Splitting Strike**, the entire arena disintegrated into light. The heavens above trembled; even immortals watching from afar bowed their heads.
From that moment on, none doubted — the boy was destined to defy the heavens themselves.
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### **Chapter 45— Rumors of the Upper Realm**
After the victory, whispers spread beyond the Inner World. Even gods of the Upper Realm began to stir.
"Who is this mortal child wielding forbidden energy?"
"Could he be the successor of the Unknown Heaven?"
Yang Lin ignored the noise. One night, he and the Saintess stood beneath the stars.
"They'll come for you," she said softly.
"Let them," he replied. "The sky has chased me all my life. It's time I chase it back."
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### **Chapter 46 — The Promise beneath the Stars**
That night, the moon bathed the mountains in silver. The Saintess approached him quietly. "When this world turns against you, remember this — you are not alone."
Yang Lin looked at her, eyes deep as galaxies. "And when the sky falls, will you still stand beside me?"
She smiled, placing her hand over his heart. "I'll stand where your heartbeat leads."
And as starlight rained around them, the boy destined to defy heaven and the girl born from moonlight sealed their promise — a vow that even gods would one day
fear.