### **Chapter 683 — The Arrogant Demand**
In a quiet city of the **Southern Meridian**—
A gathering of cultivators had taken place inside a luxurious pavilion.
Among them sat a **Void Emperor First Stage** cultivator.
His robes were crimson, embroidered with the emblem of the **Crimson Blade Sect**.
His name was **Zhao Kuang**.
He leaned back arrogantly while drinking spiritual wine.
Across from him sat a calm woman dressed in simple white robes.
Her name was **Su Qinlan**.
Her cultivation had just entered the **Void Emperor Realm**.
Zhao Kuang's gaze moved slowly over her.
Then he spoke casually.
"You have decent talent."
He placed his wine cup down.
"Come to the **Crimson Blade Sect**."
"You can serve me as a **maid**."
The entire pavilion fell silent.
Many cultivators frowned.
But no one dared to speak.
The **Crimson Blade Sect** was powerful in this region.
Su Qinlan's eyes turned cold.
"You should choose your words carefully."
Zhao Kuang laughed.
"A mere new Void Emperor… talking about dignity?"
His aura expanded slightly.
"If you refuse…"
His voice lowered.
"I can take you by force."
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### **Chapter 684 — A Message Travels North**
The incident spread quickly.
Within a few hours—
The news had already traveled far beyond the city.
Soon—
It reached the **Northern Meridian**.
Inside a quiet mountain valley—
**Yang Lin** received the report.
He stood silently while listening.
The messenger finished speaking nervously.
For a long moment—
Yang Lin said nothing.
The air around him slowly became colder.
Finally he spoke calmly.
"Crimson Blade Sect."
His eyes turned toward the south.
The stars above seemed to dim slightly.
Then he disappeared.
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### **Chapter 685 — Arrival**
The **Crimson Blade Sect** stood on a towering mountain range.
Hundreds of disciples trained across its terraces.
The sect had existed for centuries.
Few dared provoke it.
But that afternoon—
A single figure appeared above the sect gates.
It was **Yang Lin**.
He stood in the air quietly.
His robes moved gently in the wind.
No aura erupted.
No pressure descended.
Yet the entire mountain suddenly felt strangely silent.
Several elders quickly flew upward.
"Who are you?"
Yang Lin looked down calmly.
"Where is Zhao Kuang?"
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### **Chapter 686 — The Arrogant Man**
Inside the main hall—
**Zhao Kuang** was still laughing with several elders.
Suddenly—
A disciple rushed in.
"S-Sect Elder!"
"There's someone outside demanding to see you!"
Zhao Kuang frowned.
"Who?"
The disciple hesitated.
"He said… his name is **Yang Lin**."
The wine cup in Zhao Kuang's hand shattered.
The hall fell completely silent.
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### **Chapter 687 — The Sky Falls**
Moments later—
Zhao Kuang stepped outside with several elders.
They saw **Yang Lin** standing in the sky above the sect.
The moment Zhao Kuang recognized him—
Cold sweat appeared on his back.
But arrogance still remained in his voice.
"So you are Yang Lin?"
He forced a laugh.
"This is the territory of the **Crimson Blade Sect**."
"You dare come here alone?"
Yang Lin looked down at him calmly.
"You wanted **Su Qinlan** to become your maid."
Zhao Kuang stiffened.
Yang Lin continued speaking.
"Then today…"
His voice was quiet.
"…I will destroy your sect."
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### **Chapter 688 — The End of the Crimson Blade Sect**
Zhao Kuang roared in anger.
"All elders attack!"
Several **Void Emperor cultivators** rushed forward.
Their auras shook the sky.
But Yang Lin simply raised one hand.
A single wave of power spread outward.
The sky turned silent.
The attacking cultivators froze midair.
Then—
They collapsed instantly.
Their cultivation shattered like fragile glass.
Zhao Kuang's eyes widened in terror.
"That's impossible!"
Yang Lin stepped forward slowly.
The pressure of his aura finally descended.
The entire **Crimson Blade Sect** trembled.
Mountains cracked.
Palaces collapsed.
The sect that had stood for centuries—
Was erased in moments.
Zhao Kuang fell to the ground.
Yang Lin looked down at him calmly.
"You spoke arrogantly."
A flash of light appeared.
Zhao Kuang disappeared completely.
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### **Chapter 689 — News Across the Meridian**
Within a single day—
The destruction of the **Crimson Blade Sect** spread across the **Southern Meridian**.
Countless sects were shocked.
One name echoed everywhere.
**Yang Lin.**
The man who destroyed an entire sect alone.
The news eventually reached the **Starry Sky Sect**.
Inside the main hall—
The **Sect Leader** listened quietly.
Then he sighed.
"So he finally became angry…"
Several elders looked uneasy.
They understood what it meant.
If **Yang Lin** truly lost his patience—
Very few forces in the Southern Meridian could survive.
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### **Chapter 690 — The Red Dust Pavilion**
In another part of the **Southern Meridian**—
A beautiful pavilion stood above a lake of red lotus flowers.
This was the **Red Dust Pavilion**.
Inside one quiet courtyard—
The **Red Dust Fairy**, **Han Chen**, sat calmly while listening to the report.
A disciple finished speaking respectfully.
"…Yang Lin destroyed the Crimson Blade Sect."
Han Chen remained silent for a moment.
Then she nodded slowly.
"I expected that."
She knew Yang Lin.
He was calm most of the time.
But if someone crossed a certain line—
He would act without hesitation.
Yet Han Chen didn't realize something important.
If the same insult had been directed toward **her**—
Yang Lin's reaction might have been even stronger.
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### **Chapter 691 — A Quiet Thought**
That night—
Han Chen stood beside the lotus lake.
The water reflected the moonlight beautifully.
She looked toward the distant northern horizon.
"Yang Lin…"
She murmured quietly.
Her eyes carried faint curiosity.
She knew he had protected **Su Qinlan**.
But she did not know—
That Yang Lin's feelings toward her were far deeper than she imagined.
The wind moved gently across the lake.
The red lotus flowers swayed softly.
Somewhere far away—
The man she was thinking about had already disappeared again into the mountains.
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### **Chapter 692 — The Statue Watches**
Back in the **Starry Sky Sect**—
The news of Yang Lin's actions spread quickly among the disciples.
Even the **Seed Disciples** heard about it.
Inside the central square—
**Mo Ziyan** stood quietly before the statue again.
She listened as nearby disciples excitedly discussed the story.
"They say he destroyed the entire Crimson Blade Sect!"
"A single move!"
"Incredible…"
Mo Ziyan looked up at the statue.
Her eyes narrowed slightly.
"So you're capable of that as well…"
The stone figure remained silent beneath the stars.
But the faint aura she once sensed—
Seemed deeper than before.