I Can Gain One Skill Point Per Second Chapter 674: Shocking Across Latitudes—The Long-Lost Job Change Spirit Crystal

From the gazes of the onlookers, Lin Yi could tell.

The Martial Emperor, positioned majestically in the void, was undoubtedly the paramount existence on Xiang Wuxing, potentially even the consciousness of the planet itself. Lin Yi couldn't quite gauge the extent of his control, but the palpable aura radiating from him immediately signaled immense power.

Based on the fluctuations of Source Power he emitted, it was evident that his cultivation level surpassed Lin Yi's, though their comprehension of the Power of the Primordial seemed to be on equal footing.

Clutching a lifeless red-haired individual as if it were a discarded rag, Lin Yi unleashed his Gale Wings, transforming and soaring into the wind with elegant grace. He ascended until he reached the same altitude as the Martial Emperor.

Sunlight streamed down, illuminating the features of the middle-aged man.

His sharp, chiseled face held a subtle regal bearing, crowned with a dark gold, elaborately carved diadem that exuded an air of quiet dignity.

A piercing gaze from his eyes seemed to penetrate the very soul.

His black robes, adorned with golden dragons, billowed in the wind. Simply by standing there, the Martial Emperor projected an aura of overwhelming might.

The populace of Xiang Wuxing felt an irresistible compulsion to bow in solemn reverence.

So, this is the Martial Emperor?!

Xiaoyi, or rather, Lin Yi, could stand at his level?

This person I always refer to as Xiaoyi and my disciple is actually such a formidable powerhouse!

As a wave of shock rippled through Zhang Yun's pupils, two figures materialized behind her in a flash, grasping her shoulders from either side and lifting her into the air.

Once her surroundings clarified, Zhang Yun regained her senses. She found herself positioned opposite the Martial Emperor, standing directly behind Lin Yi!

What astonished Zhang Yun the most was that Lin Yi's seemingly unassuming frame, when positioned behind her, managed to completely obstruct the Holy Light emanating from the Martial Emperor, instantly nullifying the overwhelming sense of submission and awe that had begun to swell within her.

"Xiyue, Ao Shu, what is the meaning of this?"

With the oppressive pressure gone, Zhang Yun finally remembered to inquire about her trio of disciples' intentions.

"Master, the one confronting Lin Yi is likely the most powerful individual on your Xiang Wuxing. You must understand that should a conflict arise, Lin Yi might not be able to guarantee your safety. Therefore, Ao Shu and I will temporarily assume responsibility for your protection."

"Rest assured, Master. While we may not possess Lin Yi's strength, when facing the elders of the Three Pavilions, ensuring your safety is well within our capabilities."

Every word Xiyue and Ao Shu spoke resonated logically with Zhang Yun.

Yet, when strung together, their statements felt strangely baffling.

They intended to engage in combat against the Martial Emperor himself!

The singular figure on Xiang Wuxing capable of shaping destiny with his personal decree.

As the eldest daughter of Dubhe Pavilion, Zhang Yun had the distinct privilege in her youth of witnessing her father and the elders from the other three pavilions confront the Martial Emperor.

Zhang Yun vividly recalled that day, when the most potent individuals from the Four Pavilions unleashed every technique and employed countless combat-enhancing artifacts, yet they could not elicit even the slightest flicker of unease on the Martial Emperor's countenance.

With a mere flick of his finger, the unfathomably powerful Martial Emperor brought all of Xiang Wuxing under his sway, even effortlessly redirecting the techniques unleashed by the Four Pavilions, turning them against their casters instantaneously.

That terrifyingly absolute presence remained etched in Zhang Yun's memory.

Planning to clash with such a formidable entity? Are my three disciples aiming to restart the 'quest' for me?

"No, no, no, do not act rashly, my cherished disciples. I once had a brief encounter with Lord Martial Emperor. Perhaps if I humbly plead, he might graciously spare us. Please, do not..."

Whether it was the ingrained oppressive genes of the Xiang Wuxing bloodline or the sheer terror that had seized her mind, Zhang Yun failed to register the Martial Emperor's subsequent plea for Lin Yi to show mercy to the red-haired captive.

"Ha, Martial Emperor, is it? Are your words truly fitting? Knowing that I would personally arrive, why did you delay so long to appear and allow your blind subordinate to bark at me?"

"If I were to overlook this and grant you face, your people on Xiang Wuxing would conclude that I fear you."

Should the 'Unbreakable' aspect of the mysterious cultivation technique remain beyond his grasp, lingering on Xiang Wuxing held little value for Lin Yi.

Rather than prolonging his stay, why not confront the mightiest of Xiang Wuxing head-on, seize what is essential, and leave behind a legacy of dread.

With no intention of preserving the Martial Emperor's dignity, Lin Yi aggressively pressed forward, eager for a decisive confrontation.

As Lin Yi circulated his internal Source Power and the Power of the Primordial, the Martial Emperor, standing opposite him, adopted an expression of feigned innocence. He then revealed an artifact that astonished both Lin Yi and Xiyue.

"Friend, you are mistaken. My delay was not born of disrespect, but rather because I needed to retrieve this item here, the one I now hold."

The Martial Emperor’s hand suddenly displayed a massive blue Crystal Stone; upon closer inspection, could it be a Spirit Crystal for changing careers?

What in the world? This object belonged to Blue Star, how did it end up in his grasp? Did the Martial Emperor also forge a dimension passport, allowing him to traverse freely through the lower realms?

Noticing Lin Yi and Xiyue wide-eyed with shock, the Martial Emperor beamed with satisfaction.

"Haha, indeed, Zhang Mi possessed true skill. This item surely pertains to your cultivation, correct?"

"Truly a talent cursed by fate, blooming at its peak only to fall. Such sorrow, such deep grief!"

Wait a moment!

The Martial Emperor was unaware that Lin Yi had utilized the [Reincarnation Vision] skill to extract the red-haired man's memories.

As fellow planetary powerhouses, even with a skill like the [Eye of All-Seeing], it proved challenging to swiftly penetrate another's mind.

Furthermore, Lin Yi had not yet divulted the acquired intelligence to the trio, curious to observe the Martial Emperor's intentions.

"What do you imply?"

"Permitting the Eight Mansions to oppress Dubhe Pavilion thus, where is your grief?"

With no sense of shame, one stands invincible.

As long as one possesses sufficient brazenness, any outrageous statement can be uttered.

"This was my oversight. Zhang Mi contributed immensely to Xiang Wuxing; I ought to have granted Dubhe Pavilion some special consideration or at least shown concern for Zhang Yun. However, I was preoccupied with locating the perpetrator."

At that instant, the Martial Emperor looked upon Zhang Yun with sympathy.

"Niece Zhang Yun, you do not harbor resentment towards me, do you? Your Uncle Martial Emperor shall dedicate his remaining time to assisting you in restoring Dubhe Pavilion's former glory. From this day forward, all the precious cultivation techniques and heart methods housed within the Martial Emperor Pavilion are at your disposal. Every treasure within the Elixir Pavilion shall also be yours. Is that acceptable?"

Zhang Yun's eyes immediately welled up with tears.

Crystalline tears shimmered in her eyes.

Since her father's demise, this was the very first time she had felt genuine care and affection from an elder figure.

She had never anticipated that Lin Yi and the others' transgression would not incite the Martial Emperor's fury but instead evoke his sincere concern.

Had she not cultivated a resilient heart over the years, she might have dissolved into tears then and there.

"I... I... Martial Emperor Uncle, Zhang Yun..."

It was perfectly natural to be unable to articulate coherent words amidst overwhelming emotion; the Martial Emperor recognized enough from Zhang Yun's demeanor.

In the following moment, the Martial Emperor retrieved an item from his personal storage space, an act that astonished Lin Yi even further.

"This should seem familiar, or perhaps, you possess many such items."

"Young friend, should the opportunity arise, I wish for us to emerge victorious together, reaching the absolute zenith of martial arts."