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Chapter 43 – A Mortal Walks Where No One Was Meant to Step
Chapter 43 – A Mortal Walks Where No One Was Meant to Step
Chapter 43 – A Mortal Walks Where No One Was Meant to Step
For the first time since its founding, since its first generation of disciples had walked these halls, since the very moment Azure Dragon Academy had declared itself as a force above all others, the structure that had dictated the rise and fall of cultivators, that had ensured power remained within its control, that had determined which paths were open and which were sealed forever—
Had failed.
Not because it had been attacked.
Not because it had been overthrown.
Not because an external force had come to challenge its supremacy.
But because one person had left.
Because Xiao Lin had walked away without hesitation.
Because Xiao Lin had stepped beyond the academy’s reach without fear.
Because Xiao Lin had proven that their rules no longer mattered.
And now, as the echoes of his presence faded into memory, as the dust settled over the battlefield where he had once stood, as the thousands of disciples who had witnessed something that should have never happened sat frozen in silence, unable to comprehend what they had seen—
The academy was left with nothing.
No control.
No claim over him.
No authority over what came next.
Only the bitter, suffocating truth—
That Xiao Lin was never bound by their world to begin with.
The Elders did not move.
Not immediately.
Not as they stood upon their sacred pavilion, the highest point of the academy, where only those who had shaped its future for generations were permitted to step, where decisions had been made that determined the fates of thousands, where power had once felt unshakable, untouchable, absolute—
And yet, at this moment, it felt meaningless.
Because power without control was nothing.
Because authority that could no longer dictate fate was useless.
Because for the first time in their existence, the Elders of Azure Dragon Academy realized they were powerless.
A slow, heavy breath.
A shift in posture.
The Elder who had spoken before, the one who had tried to reclaim authority over Xiao Lin, the one who had declared that this was still their decision to make—
Slowly turned.
And walked away.
One step.
Then another.
And then—
The others followed.
Not because they had chosen to retreat.
Not because they had accepted defeat.
But because there was nothing left for them to say.
From the Inner Court Pavilion, where the strongest disciples of Azure Dragon Academy had gathered, where those who had once believed themselves to be superior now sat in unshaken silence, where the most powerful cultivators of this generation had once thought that they would rule over the academy one day—
A whisper.
Soft.
Quiet.
Yet heavier than anything spoken before.
"We should leave."
A pause.
A flicker of hesitation.
Then—
A slow, unshakable realization that spread through the Inner Court like wildfire.
Because if Xiao Lin had risen beyond the academy, beyond the Elders, beyond the system that had bound them for generations—
Then what was stopping them?
What was keeping them here?
What was preventing them from stepping forward and seeking what lay beyond this broken institution?
A breath.
A thought.
A decision.
And then—
One by one—
The Inner Court elites began to stand.
Because they understood something that the Outer Court disciples had not yet grasped.
That Xiao Lin was not just an exception.
That he was the first.
That he had opened a path that was never meant to exist.
And that soon—
Others would follow.
From the private pavilion, where the remnants of a shattered hierarchy lay scattered across the battlefield, where the strongest of the Outer Court had once gathered, where those who had believed they were destined to rule now sat in silence, unable to move, unable to process the truth—
Zhan Kanzi clenched his fists.
Hard enough that his nails drew blood.
Hard enough that his Qi trembled violently, flickering between stability and collapse.
Hard enough that, for the first time, he felt fear.
Not fear of Xiao Lin.
Not fear of losing his place.
Not fear of what had already happened.
But fear of what came next.
Because now, for the first time, he did not know what his future held.
Because everything he had built was gone.
Because everything he had worked for was meaningless.
Because he could no longer see his own path forward.
Because Xiao Lin had taken something from him.
Not through battle.
Not through force.
Not through deliberate action.
But simply by existing.
By proving that there was something greater.
And now, as Zhan Kanzi sat in absolute silence, as the academy around him fractured, as the world he had once known fell apart before his eyes—
He realized that he had two choices.
To stay here and be forgotten.
Or to leave, knowing that he would never be able to reach the same heights.
And for the first time in his life—
He did not know which path to take.
Beyond the academy, beyond the shattered remnants of a system that had once dictated fate, beyond the walls of the mortal realm, in a place where no one had ever been meant to step—
Xiao Lin moved forward.
Because space no longer mattered.
Because distance was irrelevant.
Because the heavens themselves had acknowledged his presence.
And as the unseen force that had called him forward, the entity that had whispered his name, the existence that had recognized him as something that was no longer bound by the mortal plane—
A new presence emerged.
Not hostile.
Not welcoming.
But watching.
Waiting.
Deciding.
And then—
A voice.
Soft.
Curious.
Inevitable.
"You should not be here."
A pause.
Then—
"Yet here you are."
A shift in space.
A ripple in the heavens.
A whisper that carried across eternity.
"Let us see if the divine realms are ready for you."
And just like that—
Xiao Lin took his first step into the unknown.