Chapter 570: Attaining the Heavens-Controlling Realm

One meter, two meters, three meters…
The entire row of houses in the backyard kept rising higher, with soil falling down increasingly densely. Yet, the upward speed showed no sign of stopping.
As Old Ding had said, Lin Dong wanted to unleash his full power.
Fueled by an endless surge of strength, Lin Dong wanted to roar and test his abilities, but none of this was enough to vent the passion in his heart.
Inside the room, Lin Dong sat cross-legged on the wooden bed, unleashing all the spiritual energy in his dantian at full speed. Using the Heavens-Controlling Technique, he pulled up the entire row of houses by the roots without any strain, even sparing some spiritual energy.
All he wanted to know was how high he could lift those houses with his strength.
Ten meters, twenty meters, thirty meters…
When it surpassed 100 meters, Old Ding couldn’t help but shout, “Kid, stop quickly! Otherwise, even if I intervene, I can’t guarantee the houses won’t shatter mid-fall. Then all the fine wine in the rooms will be ruined. This is exploiting the heavens’ gifts—exploiting them recklessly…”
Yun Lan and Feng Yue remained much calmer, especially Yun Lan, who even smiled.
Even with the three peak-level warriors present, Lin Dong could be caught safely if he fell from great heights. Even without them, given his speed in restoring spiritual energy and his strength as a peak warrior, he could easily control the impact of landing.
It was impossible for a peak warrior to die from the fall unless they fainted or their spiritual energy was sealed.
200 meters, 300 meters, 400 meters… Soil kept falling through the gaps in Lin Dong’s spiritual energy. By around a kilometer, almost all of the three-foot-thick soil had fallen away. The stone slabs too began to loosen and lose stability.
Finally, at over 2,000 meters, the entire row of houses came to a halt.
Then, they plummeted rapidly toward the ground.
Below, Old Ding gritted his teeth fiercely, unleashing his spiritual energy. The rapidly falling houses suddenly slowed down significantly.
With Old Ding’s strength, it wasn’t hard to ensure that none of the stone slabs fell uncontrollably during the fall. But preventing every room from cracking along the way was far more difficult.

Compared to Lin Dong’s strength, Old Man Ding was undoubtedly many times stronger. But Lin Dong merely used the Sky Control Technique to lift the house into the air and support it from below. To ensure the room wouldn’t crack as it fell, he also had to control its descent speed, which added many times more difficulty.

In less than a kilometer, Old Man Ding began to struggle. He cursed Lin Dong in his heart for causing trouble, and his spiritual energy no longer flowed recklessly as before; instead, he started to give up on fully controlling the descent speed.

Cracks soon appeared on the walls and roofs of the rooms. These cracks grew larger over time, and after about four or five hundred meters, they reached a point where the structures could collapse at any moment.

Inside the room, Lin Dong sat leisurely on the violently shaking wooden bed, paying no attention to the cracking walls and roof. He didn’t care about such minor losses.

It wasn’t until only two or three hundred meters remained that the spiritual energy in his dantian recovered somewhat. Then, he allocated a small amount of it to protect the small garden room and the transportation room.

As the spiritual energy surged out, it suddenly turned back and reentered his dantian.

A flash of insight crossed Lin Dong’s mind, causing his eyes to close tightly. Everything around him was instantly excluded from his awareness. His body and mind quickly entered a strange state—one that made him feel as though he had merged with heaven and earth.

Below, Yun Lan and the other two’s pupils widened slightly. They had clearly noticed Lin Dong’s unusual behavior.

“What is this kid doing?” Old Man Ding was furious, wanting to stamp his foot. Even though his spiritual energy had recovered a bit, instead of helping, Lin Dong seemed indifferent, forcing them to focus on preventing him from crashing upon landing.

“Could it be…” Yun Lan suddenly moved behind Old Man Ding, unleashing her spiritual energy into his dantian, which quickly merged with his own.

“Yun Lan, what are you doing? Your spiritual energy is merging with mine! That means you’re weakening yourself to strengthen me,” Old Man Ding cried out.

Feeling resistance from the spiritual energy in Old Man Ding’s dantian, Yun Lan said urgently, “Lin Dong’s innate cultivation talent is extremely poor, but his comprehension talent is miraculously growing.”

“His comprehension talent is growing?” Old Man Ding was stunned, then his body began to tremble. “Are you saying he might have some understanding of the Sky Control Realm?”

Yun Lan nodded firmly.

The old man Ding was overjoyed; his spiritual energy began to flow out again without restraint. He had completely forgotten about fine wines and such. If Lin Dong could achieve the Heavens-Controlling Realm, which only the first-generation patriarch had mastered, it would fulfill his greatest wish as well as that of being recognized as a patriarch.

Not to mention accepting Yun Lan’s sacrifice of her own strength to enhance his primal spiritual energy, even if it meant sacrificing his own strength, he would agree without hesitation, vowing to do everything possible to keep the houses suspended in the air and give Lin Dong enough time to comprehend.

Meanwhile, Feng Yue hesitated for a moment before flashing to the old man Ding’s side. He placed his palm on the old man’s right shoulder, and spiritual energy surged forth, entering the old man’s dantian and continuously merging with his own spiritual energy.

The entire row of houses hovered motionless a hundred meters in the air. If it weren’t for the fact that it was night, this scene would have caused a huge sensation in the capital.

Inside the room, Lin Dong had lost all sense of what was happening outside. He only felt one thing: he was merging, blending with the universe.

After what seemed like an eternity—either a moment or a lifetime—Lin Dong slowly opened his eyes.

Spiritual energy gathered wildly in the universe and rushed toward Lin Dong. In an instant, his dantian, which once contained only a small amount of spiritual energy, suddenly became full.

With a wave of his hand, although some spiritual energy was consumed, the entire row of houses slowly descended.

“Did it work?” The old man Ding widened his eyes, unable to believe what his senses detected.

Bang!

With a soft sound, the entire row of houses slowly landed. Under the impact, four of them collapsed immediately.

At that moment, no one cared about that; everyone was focused on the room where Lin Dong was.

Lin Dong stepped out, with a little spiritual energy emanating from him. The next moment, the old man Ding felt a tremendous pressure surge around him.

“Good kid! Daring to use me as practice!”

The old man Ding shouted in delight. Spiritual energy surged out, and the pressure vanished instantly. But the spiritual energy in his dantian continued to decline, with no sign of slowing down.

“The Heavens-Controlling Realm… This is indeed the Heavens-Controlling Realm.”

Instead of being alarmed, the old man Ding was overjoyed. He checked Lin Dong’s dantian with his mind and grew even more delighted.

In Lin Dong’s dantian, the rate of spiritual energy consumption was even lower and slower than his own.

Lin Dong retracted his spiritual energy and nodded modestly, saying lightly, “I’m not yet proficient. Otherwise, with the help of the spiritual energy in the universe, there wouldn’t be any interruptions. Of course, even if I were proficient, I’m still far behind an elder like you. With your strength, even if I could control the spiritual energy in the universe, you could easily capture me.”

“As expected, it truly is the Heavenly Dominion realm!” Old Ding couldn’t stop marveling. Other than repeating “Heavenly Dominion realm,” he didn’t know what else to say to express his excitement. “If one can control the spiritual energy in the world, doesn’t that mean they can possess endless spiritual power?” Feng Yue couldn’t help but glance sideways. This meant that even if Lin Dong couldn’t defeat Old Ding, he could easily subdue this senior. Lin Dong nodded and said, “If I’m not mistaken, if one can fully comprehend the Heavenly Dominion realm, they can even control everything in the world—clouds, lightning, wind, rain…” “That’s right, exactly. If fully understood, one can control anything in the world. The extent of control depends on one’s strength,” Old Ding nodded repeatedly. Feng Yue smiled bitterly. “By that logic, once Lin Dong reaches the ranks of the strongest, should I back down from the idea of giving him a lesson?” “What do you mean you have to back down? That idea was yours in the first place. If you dare to think of teaching my disciple, and if you don’t give up, I’ll beat you until you do.” Old Ding no longer had the attitude from before, when he thought Lin Dong had little talent and taught him the Heavenly Dominion Art just to fulfill the formality of having a disciple. At this moment, there was no master in the Great Han Nation who cared for his disciple more than Old Ding. Lin Dong smiled similarly to Yun Lan. The renowned Wine Lord, famous throughout the Great Han Nation for a hundred years, turned out to be opportunistic too. “Let’s drink! Good disciple, we won’t leave until we’re drunk!” Old Ding waved his right hand, and dozens of unbroken jars of fine wine flew out of the room. “No need. As per our old rule, discretion is key. Yun Lan and I will celebrate alone. You two seniors… can go back to your rooms to practice,” Lin Dong said with a smile. “What? Won’t you even give face to your master?” Old Ding complained. “It seems you’ve never really recognized me as your disciple, right?” Lin Dong greeted him with a smile but wasn’t willing to back down. “Can’t you recognize me now?” Old Ding glared. “Do you still not want to acknowledge me as your master?” “That depends. What’s the use of a master who doesn’t consider his disciple’s wishes?” Lin Dong asked with a smile. Old Ding scratched his head and glared at Feng Yue. “What are you still standing around for? Go back to your room and eat your chili.” “Okay, senior, calm down. I’ll go eat my chili now.” Feng Yue smiled bitterly. His status as the second strongest fighter at Lin’s Inn had recently been challenged by Yun Lan. Now, here came Manager Lin, who could defeat him effortlessly. All the strength he had gained over nearly a year was gone, leaving him to bear the consequences of others’ anger.

Lin Dong and Yun Lan walked over to the stone table with smiles and sat down, ignoring Old Ding’s anger and Feng Yue’s helplessness. True peak warriors wouldn’t bother over such trivial matters. When Old Ding and Feng Yue returned to the room, whose walls and roof were covered in cracks and looked precarious, Lin Dong took out a jar of fine wine from the mobile cabinet, fetched some snacks from the kitchen, and on a whim, lit a few candles as well. As Yun Lan raised her cup, the celebration began.