“Is that the young master of the Lin family? What is he up to?”
“Who knows? He’s even carrying a sword. Could it be he’s planning to attack someone?”
“This young master Lin rarely comes out. In all these years, I’ve only seen him once or twice.”
The townsfolk were gossiping and pointing at Lin Fan, puzzled about what was about to unfold.
At this moment, in a tavern on an upper floor,
several men and women were seated around a table. Among them was an elderly man, calm and composed, showing no signs of impatience.
“Senior Elder, our mission this time is to recruit promising disciples. However, it seems only the scions of the Eight Great Families possess any real talent,” a man with a square jaw respectfully said to the elder.
“No need to rush. We will watch and wait patiently. There are many talented youths among the commoners as well. Although the scions of the Eight Great Families may have higher cultivation due to early enhancement with pills, their potential is limited, and their future paths will be difficult,” the elder replied calmly.
“I understand,” the man nodded.
Beside him, several beautiful women, each a vision of grace and charm, were indulging in the delicacies before them. They had merely come along for the outing and left the task of selecting new disciples to their senior brothers and the Elder.
They had little interest in such matters.
Just then, a commotion erupted downstairs.
“What’s going on?” the female disciples asked curiously before leaning over the wooden railing to observe the scene below.
“Who is this youth? Why is he carrying a sword and heading somewhere?”
Civilians who had just come up from below were chattering excitedly.
“Isn’t that the Lin family’s young master? Rumor has it he’s a good-for-nothing. What could he possibly be up to now?”
“Who knows?”
…
The elder cast a glance downward but quickly lost interest.
Thanks to his system, Lin Fan had completely concealed his aura.
The elder gave him a cursory look and dismissed him, deeming his talent insufficient.
“Senior Elder, this youth has a clean and bright appearance, but his cultivation is nothing special,” the square-jawed man remarked.
“Hmm,” the elder nodded indifferently before returning his attention to waiting.
He believed he would eventually find a disciple worthy of his attention.
…
West of the city,
at the Huang family residence.
After a round of indulgence outside, Huang Tailong returned home and immediately sought out his father, declaring his intent to propose to the Lin family and marry all three of their daughters.
This was no major issue, and Huang Tailong’s father readily agreed.
The Lin family’s status in Shenglong City was not particularly high. While they were considered a prestigious family among ordinary civilians, to the Huang family, they were nothing special.
Firstly, they lacked powerful experts, and secondly, they had no real heritage.
This heritage had been squandered away by Lin Haoming.
Fifty years ago, things might have been different, but even then, Lin Haoming’s youthful indiscretions had led to the Lin family’s experts being crippled by others.
Since then, the Lin family had lacked any true power.
Outside,
Lin Fan stood before the estate, gazing at the magnificent structure before him—more opulent and grand than his own family’s residence.
“What are you doing here?” a guard at the entrance barked at the young man holding a sword.
The nearby townsfolk whispered among themselves.
They never expected the Lin family’s young master to show up at the Huang residence. What could have happened?
The guards at the gate, hearing the murmurs, looked at Lin Fan with a mixture of surprise and skepticism. They hadn’t expected this youth to be the Lin family’s young master.
Although the Lin family was one of the Eight Great Families, the guards held no particular respect for them.
Lin Fan then raised his hand, and his long sword suddenly emitted a sharp cry, unleashing a dazzling arc of sword light.
Boom!
A towering wave of sword intent surged upward, splitting the heavens and earth as if cleaving the world itself.
This sword intent was vast and overwhelming, exuding an aura of invincibility.
Far away in the tavern, the elder abruptly stood up, his eyes wide with disbelief as he fixed his gaze on the distant source of the sword intent.
“Isn’t that the young master of the Lin family? What is he up to?”
“No idea, and he’s carrying a sword. Could he be planning to kill someone?”
“This young master Lin rarely shows up. In the past few years, I’ve only seen him once or twice.”
The commoners pointed at Lin Fan, unsure of what was about to happen.
Meanwhile, in a tavern upstairs.
Several men and women were seated around, including an elderly man who appeared calm and composed.
“Elder, we’re out this time to recruit promising disciples, but it seems that only the descendants of the eight great families have any real potential,” said a square-faced man, speaking respectfully to the elder.
“Patience, let’s observe and wait. Among the common folk, there are also many with potential. The descendants of the eight great families, though they’ve been nurtured with elixirs since childhood and have high cultivation levels, lack true potential. Their future paths will be difficult,” the elder replied calmly.
“Understood,” the man nodded.
Beside them, several stunning women were indulging in the delicacies, clearly more interested in accompanying the elder on this outing than in the task of selecting disciples. That responsibility was left to their senior brother and the elder.
They couldn’t care less about such matters.
Just then, the tavern downstairs suddenly became lively.
“What’s happening?” the female disciples grew curious, leaning over the wooden railing to see what was going on below.
“Who is that young man? Who is he looking for with that sword?”
The commoners who had just come upstairs began chattering.
“Isn’t that the young master of the Lin family? I’ve heard he’s a good-for-nothing. What’s he up to?”
“Who knows?”
The elder glanced down but didn’t pay much attention.
Lin Fan, thanks to his system, had completely concealed his aura. The elder took one look and dismissed him—his potential wasn’t worth noting.
“Elder, that young man has a handsome face, but his strength is lacking,” the square-faced man remarked.
“Hmm,” the elder nodded, then continued to wait, confident that he would eventually find a disciple worth his attention.
…
In the west of the city.
The Huang family.
After a round of debauchery outside, Huang Tailong returned home and immediately approached his father, proposing to go to the Lin family to propose marriage and take all three of their daughters as his brides.
This wasn’t a big deal, and Huang Tailong’s father naturally agreed.
The Lin family’s status in Shenglong City wasn’t particularly high. While they were seen as a major family by the common folk, in the eyes of the Huang family, the Lins were nothing special.
They had no powerful figures to rely on, nor any deep-rooted heritage.
All of that had been squandered by Lin Haoming.
Fifty years ago, things might have been different, but Lin Haoming’s youthful indiscretions had led to the downfall of the Lin family’s experts, leaving them without any formidable protectors.
Outside the Huang residence.
Lin Fan stood there, gazing at the grand, golden building before him—far more magnificent than the Lin family’s home.
“What do you want?”
The guards at the gate, seeing a young man standing there with a sword, shouted angrily.
The surrounding commoners whispered among themselves, surprised that the young master of the Lin family had come to the Huang residence. What could be happening?
The guards, hearing the murmurs, looked at Lin Fan with a mix of curiosity and disdain. They hadn’t expected this young man to be the Lin family’s heir.
Though the Lin family was one of the eight great families, the guards didn’t hold them in high regard.
Lin Fan raised his hand, and the sword in his grip suddenly let out a sharp cry, unleashing a brilliant sword light.
Boom!
A towering sword intent erupted, splitting the heavens and the earth as if the world itself had been torn apart.
This sword intent was vast and unstoppable, carrying an aura that could pierce through anything.
Far away in the tavern, the elder suddenly stood up, his eyes filled with disbelief as he stared into the distance.
“What a domineering sword intent!”
The elder was shocked. This level of sword intent, with its overwhelming will, could be considered the pinnacle of sword mastery.
Without hesitation, the elder’s figure flickered as he rushed toward the source of the sword intent.
“Elder!”
The disciples followed closely behind, all of them sensing the immense power of the sword intent.
Meanwhile, at the Huang residence.
The onlookers were left dumbfounded, collapsing to the ground in fear.
Lin Haoming, who had just arrived, was utterly stunned by the scene before him.
“My little brother…” Lin Hanyu was speechless.
Before them, the Huang family’s ancestral home had been split in two by a single sword strike, the ground itself cracked open. Lin Fan had held back—otherwise, the fissure could have been thousands of feet deep.
“Heh, strange. This sword intent is even more powerful than it was in the Ancient Saint Realm,” Lin Fan thought to himself, though he didn’t dwell on it.
What Lin Fan didn’t realize was that over the past eleven years, due to the complete nature of this world’s laws, his strength had been slowly increasing.
“My son, you… you…” Lin Haoming approached Lin Fan, his face filled with shock and disbelief.
How could his son be so formidable?
“Outrageous…”
At that moment, a furious roar erupted from within the Huang residence.
A powerful aura surged forth, overwhelming everyone present.
Lin Fan had already sensed that there was a formidable figure in the Huang family, a peak-level expert at the Great Perfection stage of the Supreme Realm.
For the Huang family, this person was practically a patriarch.
The sword strike that had split the Huang residence in two would have been impossible to ignore.
“Young brat of the Lin family, you dare destroy my Huang family? You’re seeking death!” A sharp, menacing force burst forth.
“Be careful!” Lin Haoming was terrified. This aura was far too overwhelming.
But Lin Fan simply smiled, reaching out with his hand and grabbing into the void. In an instant, he pulled out the hidden elder of the Huang family.
“You…”
Before anyone could react, the space in front of Lin Fan cracked open, and the Huang family’s patriarch was violently yanked out, unable to offer even the slightest resistance.
“Who are you?” the Huang family patriarch asked, his voice trembling with disbelief.
“Lin Fan,” Lin Fan replied calmly, as if stating the obvious. “Huang Tailong, come out.”
Inside the Huang family’s main hall, Huang Tailong sat on the floor, paralyzed with fear, staring at the deep chasm beneath him. When he heard Lin Fan’s call, his face turned pale.
“It seems I’ve misjudged,” the elder from the tavern muttered, staring in shock at the scene before him.
“What do you want?” the Huang family patriarch asked, his voice shaking.
“Nothing much. I heard Huang Tailong plans to propose to the Lin family and forcefully marry their three daughters. I just came to see what kind of capability he has,” Lin Fan said.
“Then why did you destroy my Huang family?” the patriarch asked, his heart filled with grief and anger. Was such a small matter worth this?
“My hand slipped,” Lin Fan replied with a faint smile.
The Huang family patriarch nearly spat out blood. His hand slipped, and that was enough to destroy the Huang family? This… this was unbelievable.
The elder’s heart was shaken. This level of sword intent, so strong in will, was akin to the pinnacle of sword cultivation.
Without hesitation, the elder vanished in a blur, rushing toward the source of the sword intent.
“Senior Elder!”
The disciples followed closely behind, all sensing the presence of that formidable sword aura.
Back at the Huang residence,
the crowd was left stunned and terrified, frozen in place.
Meanwhile, Lin Haoming, who had just arrived, was completely dumbfounded at the sight before him.
“My younger brother… he…” Lin Hanyu stammered in disbelief.
Before them, the Huang family’s ancestral hall had been split in two by a single sword strike. The ground bore a deep fissure—this was actually Lin Fan holding back. Otherwise, the chasm would have been miles deep.
“Heh, strange. This sword intent feels even stronger than when I was in the Ancient Saint Realm,” Lin Fan mused with mild surprise but dismissed it quickly.
What Lin Fan didn’t realize was that over the past eleven years, due to the completeness of the natural laws here, his strength had been gradually increasing.
“My son, you… how could you…” Lin Haoming approached Lin Fan, his expression one of utter shock and disbelief.
How could his own son possess such overwhelming power?
“Reckless…”
Just then, a thunderous roar erupted from within the Huang estate.
A powerful presence surged forth, crushing everyone beneath its weight.
Lin Fan had already sensed a capable figure inside the Huang residence—an expert at the peak of the Zun King realm.
For the Huang family, this was a being on par with an ancestral founder.
A single sword strike had cleaved the entire Huang estate in two. If this didn’t provoke a response, it would truly be a miracle.
“Young brat from the Lin family! You dare destroy my Huang family? You’re asking for death!” A sharp blade of energy erupted forth.
“Watch out!” Lin Haoming cried in alarm. To him, this presence was absolutely terrifying.
“Isn’t that the young master of the Lin family? What is he up to?”
“I don’t know, he’s carrying a sword. Could he be planning to kill someone?”
“The young master Lin rarely shows up. In the past few years, I’ve only seen him once or twice.”
The commoners pointed at Lin Fan, unsure of what was about to happen.
Meanwhile, in a tavern upstairs.
Several men and women were seated together, among them an elderly man who appeared calm and composed.
“Elder, we came out this time to recruit promising disciples, but it seems only the children of the eight great families have any real potential,” said a man with a square face, speaking respectfully to the elder.
“Patience, observe and wait. Among the common folk, there are also many with potential. The children of the eight great families rely on elixirs from a young age. Although their cultivation is high for their age, their potential is limited, and their future paths will be difficult,” the elder said calmly.
“Understood,” the man nodded.
The women beside them, all stunningly beautiful, were engrossed in the delicacies before them. They were merely accompanying the elder on this outing, leaving the task of selecting disciples to their senior brothers and the elder.
They had little concern for such matters.
Just then, a commotion broke out downstairs in the tavern.
“What’s happening?” the female disciples became curious and leaned over the wooden railing to see what was going on.
“Who is that young man? Who is he looking for with that sword?”
The commoners who had just come upstairs began to chatter.
“Isn’t that the young master of the Lin family? Rumor has it he’s a good-for-nothing. What could he possibly be up to?”
“Who knows?”
The elder glanced down but didn’t pay much attention.
Lin Fan, possessing a system, had completely concealed his aura.
The elder took one look and dismissed him; his potential wasn’t worth noting.
“Elder, that young man has a handsome face, but his strength is lacking,” the square-faced man remarked.
“Hmm,” the elder nodded, then continued to wait, confident that he would eventually find a disciple worth his attention.
…
West of the city.
The Huang family.
After a wild night out, Huang Tailong returned home and immediately approached his father, expressing his desire to propose to the Lin family and marry all three of their daughters.
This wasn’t a big deal, and Huang Tailong’s father naturally agreed.
The Lin family’s status in Shenglong City wasn’t particularly high. While they were considered a major family among the commoners, in the eyes of the Huang family, the Lin family was nothing special.
They had no powerful figures to rely on and no deep-rooted heritage.
This heritage had been squandered by Lin Haoming.
Fifty years ago, things might have been different, but Lin Haoming’s youthful indiscretions had led to the downfall of the Lin family’s powerful figures.
Since then, the Lin family had been without any strong protectors.
Outside the gate.
Lin Fan stood there, gazing at the grand structure before him.
It was even more magnificent than the Lin family’s residence.
“What do you want?”
The guards at the gate, seeing a young man standing there with a sword, shouted angrily.
The commoners nearby whispered among themselves.
They hadn’t expected the young master of the Lin family to come to the Huang family. What could possibly be happening?
The guards, hearing the whispers, looked at Lin Fan with a strange expression. They hadn’t realized that this young man was the Lin family’s young master.
Although the Lin family was one of the eight great families, the guards didn’t hold them in high regard.
Lin Fan raised his hand, and the sword in his grip suddenly emitted a dazzling light.
Boom!
A towering sword intent erupted, splitting the heavens and the earth as if the world itself had been divided.
This sword intent was vast and unstoppable, carrying an aura that could pierce through anything.
Far away in the tavern, the elder suddenly stood up, his eyes filled with disbelief as he gazed into the distance.
“What a domineering sword intent!”
The elder was shocked. This sword intent was incredibly powerful, reaching the pinnacle of sword mastery.
Without hesitation, the elder’s figure flickered as he rushed towards the source of the sword intent.
“Elder!”
The disciples followed closely behind, all sensing the presence of this overwhelming sword intent.
At the Huang family.
The onlookers were dumbfounded, sitting on the ground with expressions of terror.
Lin Haoming, who had just arrived, was completely stunned by the scene before him.
“My little brother…” Lin Hanyu was speechless.
At that moment, the Huang family’s ancestral home was split in two by a single sword strike, and the ground was torn apart. This was Lin Fan holding back; otherwise, the crack could have been thousands of feet deep.
“Hmm, strange. This sword intent is even stronger than it was in the Ancient Saint Realm,” Lin Fan thought to himself, though he didn’t dwell on it.
What Lin Fan didn’t realize was that over the past eleven years, due to the complete laws of this world, his strength had been slowly increasing.
“My son, you… you…” Lin Haoming approached Lin Fan, his face filled with shock and disbelief.
How could his son be so formidable?
“Outrageous…”
At that moment, a furious roar erupted from within the Huang family compound.
A powerful aura surged forth, overwhelming everyone.
Lin Fan had already sensed that there was a powerful figure in the Huang family, at the peak of the Supreme Realm.
For the Huang family, this person was considered a patriarch.
This sword strike had split the entire Huang family in two. If this didn’t alarm them, then something was truly wrong.
“Lin family brat, you dare destroy our Huang family? You’re seeking death!” A sharp aura burst forth.
“Be careful!” Lin Haoming was terrified. This aura was too overwhelming for him.
But Lin Fan simply smiled, reaching out with his five fingers to grab the hidden elder from the void.
“You…”
In an instant, the space before Lin Fan cracked open, and the Huang family patriarch was forcibly pulled out, unable to resist in the slightest.
“Who are you?” the Huang family patriarch asked in shock, unable to believe that the Lin family’s young master could possess such strength.
“Lin Fan,” Lin Fan said calmly, as if discussing a mundane matter. “Huang Tailong, come out.”
Inside the Huang family’s main hall, Huang Tailong sat on the ground, stunned, staring at the deep trench beneath him. Hearing the call, his face turned pale with fear.
“It seems I misjudged him,” the elder who had rushed from the tavern said, shocked by the scene before him.
“What do you want?” the Huang family patriarch’s voice trembled.
“Nothing much. I heard that Huang Tailong plans to propose to the Lin family and forcefully marry the three Lin sisters. I, Lin Fan, just came to see what he’s capable of,” Lin Fan said.
“Then why destroy our Huang family?” the Huang family patriarch asked, feeling a mix of grief and anger. Was such a small matter worth this?
“My hand slipped,” Lin Fan said with a faint smile.
Hearing this, the Huang family patriarch nearly spat out a mouthful of blood. A slip of the hand could destroy their Huang family? This… this…
“You…”
The space before Lin Fan rippled slightly, and the Huang family’s ancestor was violently pulled out, utterly powerless to resist.
“Who exactly are you?” the Huang elder exclaimed in shock. He could not believe that the Lin family’s young master possessed such strength.
“Lin Fan,” the young man replied calmly, his tone as if discussing something mundane. “Huang Tailong, come out.”
Inside the Huang family’s main hall, Huang Tailong sat paralyzed on the ground like a fool, staring at the deep trench beneath his feet. Upon hearing that voice, his face turned deathly pale with fear.
“I never imagined I would misjudge someone so thoroughly,” the elder from the tavern muttered in shock, staring at the scene before him.
“What do you want?” the Huang elder’s voice trembled.
“I don’t want much. I heard that Huang Tailong intended to propose to the Lin family, forcibly taking the three Lin beauties as his wives. So I came to see what kind of ability you possess,” Lin Fan explained.
“Then why destroy my Huang family?” The Huang elder’s heart burned with grief and indignation. Was this really worth such destruction?
“My hand slipped,” Lin Fan replied with a calm smile.
Upon hearing those words, the Huang elder nearly spat out a mouthful of blood. His hand slipped, and my entire family estate was destroyed? This… this…
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