“Is that the young master of the Lin family? What is he up to?”
“Not sure. He’s even carrying a sword. Could it be he’s planning to attack someone?”
“This young master Lin rarely comes out. I’ve only seen him once or twice in years.”
The commoners pointed and whispered at Lin Fan, unsure of what was about to unfold.
At this moment, inside a tavern upstairs:
A group of young men and women were seated around a table. Among them was an elderly man, calm and composed, radiating a serene aura.
“Senior Elder, our mission this time is to recruit promising disciples. However, it seems only the scions of the Eight Great Families possess any true talent,” said a man with a rectangular face, respectfully addressing the elder.
“No need to rush. Watch patiently and wait patiently. There are also many promising youths among the commoners. The scions of the Eight Great Families may have high cultivation from early reliance on pills and elixirs, but 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, all stunning in appearance, were indulging in the delicacies before them. They had merely come along for the journey and left the task of selecting disciples to their senior brothers and the elder. Matters of discipleship were far from their minds.
Just then, a commotion erupted downstairs at the tavern.
“What’s going on?” the female disciples asked curiously, leaning over the wooden railing to peer down.
“Who is that young man? He’s carrying a sword—where could he be going?”
Civilians who had just come up from below began chattering excitedly.
“Isn’t that the Lin family’s young master? They say he’s a good-for-nothing. What could he possibly be up to now?”
“Who knows?”
…
The elder glanced down briefly but didn’t pay further attention.
Lin Fan, thanks to his system, had concealed all his aura.
The elder gave him a single glance and then turned away—his talent wasn’t impressive enough.
“Senior Elder, this youth has a refined appearance, but his power leaves much to be desired,” the man with the rectangular face remarked.
“Hmm,” the elder nodded indifferently, then resumed waiting patiently.
He believed he would eventually find a disciple worthy of his attention.
…
At the western part of the city, the Huang family estate.
After a round of indulgence outside, Huang Tailong returned home and immediately met with his father, declaring his intention to propose to the Lin family and marry all three of their daughters.
This was no big deal, and naturally, Huang Tailong’s father agreed.
The Lin family’s status in Shenglong City wasn’t particularly high. While they were considered a noble family among commoners, to the Huangs, they were nothing special—no powerful experts, no deep roots.
These foundations had all been squandered by Lin Haoming.
Fifty years ago, things might have been different, but even then, Lin Haoming had caused trouble in his youth, leading to the Lin family’s experts being crippled by others.
Since then, the Lin family had no longer had any experts guarding them.
Outside, Lin Fan stood before the estate, gazing at the grand structure before him.
It was even more magnificent than the Lin family’s mansion.
“What do you want?” A guard at the entrance barked at the young man with a sword.
The surrounding civilians whispered among themselves, surprised that the Lin family’s young master had come to the Huang estate. What could be happening?
The guards at the gate, hearing the murmurs, looked at Lin Fan with a mix of surprise and skepticism. They hadn’t expected this youth to be the Lin family’s young master.
Though the Lin family was one of the Eight Great Families, the guards held no particular reverence for them.
Then, Lin Fan raised his hand, and his longsword suddenly let out a piercing cry, unleashing a dazzling sword beam.
Boom!
A sky-shaking sword intent erupted, splitting the heavens and earth as if cleaving reality itself.
This sword intent surged forth with an aura of invincibility.
Back at the tavern, the elder abruptly stood up, eyes wide with disbelief, then fixed his gaze toward the distant source.
“What domineering sword intent!”
The elder was deeply shaken. This sword intent was incredibly strong, a sign of supreme mastery of the sword path.
Without hesitation, the elder vanished in a flash, rushing toward the source of the sword intent.
“Senior Elder!”
The disciples followed closely behind, all sensing the presence of that overwhelming sword intent.
Back at the Huang estate:
Everyone stood frozen in shock, terror etched on their faces.
Meanwhile, Lin Haoming, who had just arrived, was utterly stunned.
“My younger brother… he…” Lin Hanyu stammered.
Before them, the Huang ancestral hall had been split in two by a single sword strike. The ground bore a deep fissure—this was Lin Fan holding back. Otherwise, the chasm would have been ten thousand zhang deep.
“Heh, strange. This sword intent feels even stronger than when I was in the Ancient Holy Realm,” Lin Fan mused, though he didn’t dwell on it.
What Lin Fan didn’t know was that over the past eleven years, due to the complete nature of the world’s laws here, his strength had been gradually increasing without his awareness.
“My son… how… how could you be so powerful?” Lin Haoming, standing beside Lin Fan, was utterly shocked. His own son had become this terrifying?
“Reckless!”
Suddenly, a thunderous roar erupted from within the Huang estate.
A mighty force surged forth, overwhelming everyone present.
Lin Fan had already sensed a powerful presence within the Huang family—an expert at the peak of the Zun境 cultivation realm.
If a single sword strike could cleave the entire Huang estate in two and not provoke a reaction, then something would truly be wrong.
“Lin family brat! Destroying my Huang family’s home—you’re asking for death!” A sharp blade of intent erupted.
“Watch out!” Lin Haoming cried in alarm. The pressure from that aura was terrifying.
But Lin Fan merely smiled calmly. With a flick of his fingers, he tore open the void and pulled the hidden elder out from its depths.
“You…”
The void before Lin Fan rippled, and the ancestor of the Huang family was violently yanked out, unable to resist even slightly.
“Who exactly are you?” The Huang elder was stunned. He couldn’t believe that the Lin family’s young master possessed such strength.
“Lin Fan,” Lin Fan replied calmly, speaking as if it were an ordinary matter. “Huang Tailong, come out.”
Inside the Huang hall, Huang Tailong sat paralyzed on the ground, staring at the deep fissure beneath his feet. Upon hearing that voice, his face turned pale with fear.
“I never expected I’d misjudge someone so badly,” the elder from the tavern murmured in shock, gazing at the scene before him.
“What do you want?” The Huang elder’s voice trembled.
“I didn’t come here for much. I heard that Huang Tailong intended to propose to the Lin family and forcibly marry the three golden flowers of the Lin household. I just came to see what kind of ability you possess,” Lin Fan said.
“And yet you destroyed my Huang family!” The Huang elder was furious. Was this really worth such destruction?
“My hand slipped,” Lin Fan replied with a calm smile.
The Huang elder nearly spat blood at those words. A slip of the hand destroyed my entire family? This… this…
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