High-Martial World: System Arrives 30 Years Late

Chapter 570 - 400: Junlin Pavilion, Prototype of the Saint Realm Mark, Shadow of Time (5K8)_3

Passing through the ancient alleys, the noise of the crowd filled the ears. Recently, Junlin Pavilion has been one of the most lively places in Ye City.

Junlin Pavilion is grayish-brown, with nine corners and nine floors, each floor three zhang high. The pavilion stands by the Myriad Leaves Lake in the east of Ye City, with two objects in front of it, one of which is a strange stone, shaped like a human figure, its edges smoothed by time.

Three ancient characters are carved on the giant stone: Junlin Pavilion.

The characters are chiseled with the strength of sword and horse, exuding a sense of grandeur, yet the handwriting has become somewhat blurry with millennia, imparting a touch of vicissitude.

The other object is also a strange stone, shaped like an ancient sword, with eight names inscribed from top to bottom.

Tian

Mediocre People

L

Ancient

...

Ye

At this moment, the outside of Junlin Pavilion was already tightly surrounded, three layers inside and three layers outside, but most people were just around the outskirts of Junlin Pavilion, where a few members of the Ye Family dressed in blue were stationed.

Then a man with ordinary looks but bright eyes walked towards Junlin Pavilion, releasing a force field from around him.

"You can go in now."

An elder of the Ye Family spoke coldly and expressionlessly.

"Good luck, Senior Brother Lu!"

"Yes, good luck, strive to reach the sixth floor!"

A few young men and women cheered in front of the crowd.

"Is he already a Grandmaster at such a young age? Who is that person?"

"These few people all possess extraordinary vitality and spirit. Look at the badge on their chests; they should be celestial prides of the First Saint Martial University. But even for people from the First Saint Martial University, reaching the sixth floor to trigger a phenomenon is very difficult."

"Indeed, it’s very difficult. Let alone the First Saint Martial University, several disciples from top forces have arrived in recent days. Few can ascend to the sixth floor to trigger a phenomenon."

The crowd was in a heated discussion. The students from the First Saint Martial University, who initially felt proud of being recognized, couldn’t help but lower their heads at the latter words.

"It seems not everyone is qualified to enter Junlin Pavilion."

Su Mu thought silently, glanced at the crowd, and then walked towards a young man who was speaking enthusiastically, "Brother, could you tell me what the names on the list mean?"

"You don’t even know this?"

The man glanced over, and upon seeing Su Mu’s tall, handsome figure and the pale skin even women envied, he was visibly stunned for a moment.

Then he snorted coldly, revealing a bit of arrogance on his face, "I can tell at a glance you are from out of town."

"Yes, I am from out of town."

Seeing Su Mu nodding in response, the man felt somewhat satisfied and immediately began to introduce the names on the ancient sword, "I’ll tell you, the names on the ancient sword record those who ascended the eighth level of Junlin Pavilion in the past century. They are all amongst the demon of demons, ranked according to their clearance time and performance."

"As for the first person, do you know who it is?"

Su Mu looked at the word "Tian" at the top, "Tian? I guess it’s Huangfu Tian?"

"That’s right, I didn’t expect someone from out of town to have some insight, though it’s easy to guess. Besides Huangfu Tian, who else would dare to leave the name ’Tian’ directly?"

"And who is this second person?"

Su Mu’s eyes narrowed slightly. He was more interested in the identity of the second person. He remembered that in the Martial Arts Association’s database, the Ten Great Three Flowers ranking was set by someone called ’Mediocre People’, could it be the same person?

"This person called Mediocre People is very mysterious, I don’t know either, but I guess he must be from some top force." The man stammered a bit, seeming somewhat embarrassed at not being able to answer in front of this out-of-towner.

He then continued immediately.

"Do you know who this ’L’ is? I know, she’s someone with a big background. She was the previous Saintess of the Bright Church Court and left her name thirty years ago."

Upon hearing this, Su Mu was a bit surprised, as he had some understanding of the Holy Son and Holy Daughter of the Bright Church Court due to the Dark Demon Society, knowing that these Holy Sons and Daughters were candidates eligible to compete for the position of Pope.

Seeing the out-of-towner reveal some surprise finally, the man introduced more energetically. Su Mu listened with interest and found out that, apart from two people from Huaxia, all the others were without exception from top families, or at least closely associated with them. For example, the first-ranked Huangfu Tian was raised in the Ye Family despite being born in the Huangfu Family.

"Indeed, through the ages, whether on the Earth in my past life or this world, ’monopoly families’ exist, controlling the lifeline of the world. With millennia of accumulation, the heritage of these families or top forces isn’t easily broken through by outsiders."

However, Su Mu wasn’t very interested in criticizing them, so he shifted the conversation immediately.

"Are there any requirements to enter Junlin Pavilion?"

"You still want to enter Junlin Pavilion?" The man rolled his eyes, thinking he hardly had the qualifications in his life.

The person in front of him, besides being handsome, had nothing else, as he couldn’t sense any Qi and Blood fluctuations or momentum in Su Mu, yet he still brazenly wanted to enter Junlin Pavilion?

"Forget it, I’ll be kind enough to tell you. Anyway, you can’t get in. The minimum requirement to enter Junlin Pavilion is to be a Martial Arts Grandmaster, and under fifty years old, which is too difficult."

After saying that, the man looked at Su Mu with mockery, but he couldn’t detect any ripple in Su Mu’s expression. In truth, Su Mu felt a slight stir in his heart.

"It just so happens I broke through to Grandmaster recently; otherwise, I couldn’t even think of entering Junlin Pavilion this time."

Thinking silently, Su Mu calmly asked, "Is there no other condition besides this?"

The man burst into laughter from anger.

"No other conditions, but are you a Grandmaster?"

"Am I a Grandmaster? I can be... and thank you for the information."

In the next second, the man’s expression froze, his eyes widened like bells. The foreigner in his eyes, whom he couldn’t sense any Qi and Blood fluctuations from, suddenly released a tremendous force field belonging to a Grandmaster!

Quickly, the crowd made way, and Su Mu walked towards the elder of the Ye Family.

"Your aptitude is not bad, but your force field is still a bit unstable, probably just advanced recently."

"Moreover, being able to hide your aura from me, you’re indeed extraordinary."

The elder shot a surprised glance at Su Mu, his eyes flickering with sharp light. The flash of force field earlier was evidently much larger than that of Lu Xun, who had just entered. He stroked his beard.

"Only one person can enter Junlin Pavilion at a time, young man. You need to wait."

"Alright."

Just as Su Mu was about to close his eyes and rest, there was movement in Junlin Pavilion. The ancient tower glowed faintly white, and then a somewhat dejected figure emerged from it.

It was none other than Lu Xun, the celestial pride of the First Saint Martial University, who had entered not long ago.

"Senior Brother Lu, you’re out already? Did you give up yourself?"

"I didn’t give up... I just stopped at the third floor."

Lu Xun seemed to use all his strength to shake his head, then left in silence. His junior brothers and sisters, who had come with him, were dumbfounded and in disbelief. Their idolized Senior Brother, who became a Grandmaster barely over thirty, only reached the third floor?

What exactly exists within Junlin Pavilion?

However, neither the Ye Family elder nor the onlookers found it surprising. The Ye Family elder looked at Su Mu.

"Alright, you can go in now."

With one step, after the sensation of weightlessness, Su Mu’s figure disappeared from the spot.

"Hmm?"

Upon opening his eyes, Su Mu couldn’t help but let out a soft sound of surprise. He found himself in a gentle golden ocean. Su Mu reached out to touch it, the golden light flowing through his fingers, and the power contained in this golden sea felt very familiar to him.

"This power is very similar to when the time flow speed of a superpower is activated... Is this the power of time?"

Like confirming Su Mu’s guess.

In the next second.

The gentle golden ocean surged, instantly raising roaring waves. At this moment, Su Mu clearly felt the surrounding time had become turbulent, either accelerating or freezing.

In this tempest, a terrifying counterclockwise vortex formed, time raging violently, as if time was reversing!

A figure slowly emerged in the center of the vortex.

"The power of time condensed into a figure? Could it be a battle against oneself at different times, will my future self appear?"

Su Mu’s eyes sparkled with insight, but this time, he guessed wrong.

From within the clockwise golden vortex emerged a vague silhouette that, once solidified, was not Su Mu but a cold woman’s outline.

"Let’s begin."

"Endure one round in my hands, and you can enter the second floor."