Tianshan City.
This was an ordinary city within the Cangling Continent. Though ordinary, it was vast and rich, its territory stretching as far as the eye could see.
Within Tianshan City stood a tall mountain, atop which numerous grand buildings were erected. These were generally the residences of the wealthy and powerful.
Ordinary people lived below the mountain, which was how Tianshan City got its name.
“Xiao Liu, do you still remember where your home is?” Lin Fan stood in the boundless void, gazing down at this unique city, a hint of curiosity in his eyes.
Although he hadn’t gone down to inspect yet, with Lin Fan’s current strength, everything within Tianshan City was already within his sight.
At the very peak of the mountain, it was clear that this was where the ruler of Tianshan City resided.
Fate surrounded it, purple aura drifting from the east—it wasn’t bad at all.
To ordinary eyes, the people here were already like immortals soaring through the sky.
But in Lin Fan’s eyes, they were nothing special.
Take Wang Xiao Liu’s current fortune, for instance. It had transformed from a thin thread into something as thick and solid as a mountain.
Perhaps this was because Wang Xiao Liu had met a benefactor, changing his destiny—and that benefactor was himself.
“It’s been a long time since I came back. Though there have been changes, I think it should still be at the foot of the mountain,” Wang Xiao Liu’s eyes sparkled with longing, as if eager to see his family again.
Lin Fan looked at Wang Xiao Liu, a quiet realization settling in his heart.
Even the lowliest of people had things they missed.
From now on, he should kill less—unless they were enemies, in which case, they would all be crushed without mercy.
“Alright then, let’s go have a look…” Lin Fan grabbed Wang Xiao Liu and emerged from the void, flying toward the direction Wang Xiao Liu pointed.
With Lin Fan’s current strength, naturally no one could detect him. Therefore, his arrival in Tianshan City went completely unnoticed by the so-called experts of the city.
As their feet touched the ground, Wang Xiao Liu’s emotions surged, mixed with disbelief.
“Brother, I remember this place. This was the very road I took when I left home years ago,” Wang Xiao Liu said excitedly.
Lin Fan nodded silently. He could only hope it wouldn’t end in vain.
The moment Lin Fan and Wang Xiao Liu descended from the sky, they naturally drew the attention of the common people. Though they dared not speak much, they whispered among themselves, speculating about who these two might be.
Wang Xiao Liu had been away for four or five years, so no one around recognized him anymore.
…
At this moment, Lin Fan and Wang Xiao Liu stopped walking. Ahead, a group of children were bullying another child.
“You’re just a stray kid, without even a father.”
“That’s right. Your mother works at my house. If you dare to mess with me, I’ll have my dad fire her.”
“From now on, whenever you see us, you must show us respect. Otherwise, we’ll beat you until you’re spitting teeth.”
…
“Brother, what’s wrong?” Wang Xiao Liu looked at Lin Fan in confusion, not understanding why his brother had stopped.
“Nothing. Just having a look,” Lin Fan replied, a faint meaningful smile appearing on his lips as he watched the bullied child ahead.
“Brother, this kind of thing is common. I was often bullied when I was a kid, beaten black and blue every time,” Wang Xiao Liu said with a smile, watching the group of children.
“Alright, let’s go…” After watching the group of children disperse, Lin Fan said with a smile, “Xiao Liu, in the future, you must educate your children well. They shouldn’t always be bullied.”
“Of course, Brother. Don’t worry. I’ll make sure my child becomes the king of the kids. But I wonder if they’re still around,” Wang Xiao Liu’s heart pounded with worry.
After all, it had been four or five years since he left home. Back then, there was only his aging mother and his wife.
He hadn’t returned even once in these years. He didn’t know if his mother had passed away or if his wife had remarried.
On the way back, Wang Xiao Liu had already prepared himself mentally, ready to accept whatever outcome awaited him.
…
They continued forward, and more and more commoners followed behind, curious about who these two people were.
“Big Brother, look! That’s my house!” At this moment, Wang Xiao Liu excitedly pointed ahead.
Lin Fan raised his gaze and sighed. Before him stood a large courtyard, though now quite dilapidated.
The plaque above the door was also worn and broken.
“Wang Mansion.”
It seemed Wang Xiao Liu’s words were true. The Wang family had once been prosperous, but had since declined.
No wonder Wang Xiao Liu had left home—to join a sect and one day restore his family’s glory.
“What? Not going in yet?” Lin Fan saw Wang Xiao Liu trembling as he touched the wooden door, hesitating to enter, and asked with a faint smile.
“Nervous…” Wang Xiao Liu replied uneasily.
“What’s there to fear…” Lin Fan gently pushed the door, and Wang Xiao Liu stumbled inside.
Inside, everything remained as it had been, though much more worn down.
In the courtyard, a young woman was applying herbal medicine to a child’s face while murmuring something.
Though she was in her twenties, years of hardship had aged her appearance.
At the moment Wang Xiao Liu entered, the woman and the child both turned their gazes toward the door. The child immediately grabbed a stick, standing protectively in front of the woman, eyes wary of Wang Xiao Liu.
Silence… an eerie silence.
No words were spoken.
Wang Xiao Liu stared at the woman, stunned.
And the woman stared back at him, equally dazed.
Lin Fan said nothing, quietly stepping outside and closing the door. Then, standing before it, he suddenly unleashed a mighty aura.
He was about to fulfill a promise he had made long ago.
“If one day I rise above all, and you are still alive, I will ensure your rise to greatness and eternal glory.”
…
Inside the mansion, cries echoed, accompanied by a hoarse voice, and soon followed by Wang Xiao Liu’s anguished wails.
A smile curled on Lin Fan’s lips. Perhaps this was the perfect ending.
The moment he saw the child, Lin Fan had already known—it was Wang Xiao Liu’s own flesh and blood. For between their bloodlines, there was a connection, invisible to others but clear to Lin Fan.
Time passed.
The gates of Wang Mansion opened.
A family of four stepped out. Wang Xiao Liu had just explained his circumstances of the past few years.
Knowing that Xiao Liu’s elder brother was still outside, his wife and mother hurried out to greet him.
As for Wang Xiao Liu himself, they would settle accounts later.
But the moment they opened the door, they were stunned.
The city lord of Tianshan had arrived, along with the heads of all the major families. They stood at their respective doorsteps.
Lin Fan turned around, smiling slightly at the bruised Wang Xiao Liu, then turned to an elderly woman beside him and bowed.
“Old Lady, I’ve brought Xiao Liu back. From now on, he won’t leave home again,” Lin Fan said with a faint smile.
“Good… good…” The old woman, perhaps overwhelmed, spoke with trembling lips.
“Xiao Liu, this is your son. What’s his name?” Lin Fan asked.
“Brother, his name is Xiao Ming. Son, quickly greet Uncle,” Wang Xiao Liu was nearly in tears of joy. He hadn’t expected his son to have grown so much in his absence.
And he was definitely his own flesh and blood.
Five-year-old Xiao Ming looked nervously at Lin Fan’s smiling face and called out in a childish voice, “Uncle.”
At the moment Xiao Ming called him “Uncle,” the invisible fortune above his head suddenly surged, blazing like the noonday sun.
“What a good boy,” Lin Fan gently patted Xiao Ming’s head with a smile.
“Who exactly are you, sir?” At this moment, the city lord of Tianshan eyed Lin Fan warily, his heart filled with shock.
The aura from just now had chilled them to the bone, leaving them utterly powerless to resist.
Lin Fan looked at the people of Tianshan City, “Don’t bother asking who I am. Just remember this: if any harm comes to the Wang family in Tianshan City, you all will have no reason to exist.”
The faces of the Tianshan City leaders changed. They were heads of great families—when had they ever been threatened like this?
“Sir, you are being too arrogant!” The city lord of Tianshan glared angrily.
Lin Fan ignored them, instead gazing into the void, “Tian Dao, come out…”
BOOM!
In an instant, the void trembled, and a mighty force erupted from the sky.
Now, Tian Dao had been thoroughly disciplined by Lin Fan, more obedient than anyone else. Upon hearing Lin Fan’s voice, how could it dare not appear?
“Tian Dao?” The city lord and others looked on in shock. They had never seen Tian Dao before, but the aura was overwhelmingly powerful—vast, ancient, and utterly irresistible.
“From now on, you are to watch over the Wang family. Anyone who dares to harm them, kill them without mercy,” Lin Fan said calmly.
“Yes…” Tian Dao nodded respectfully. Then, with a slight raise of his finger, two bolts of lightning tore through the sky, transforming into two stone qilin lions standing guard on either side of the Wang mansion’s gate.
“This is Tian Dao’s protection, capable of guarding this place,” Tian Dao explained.
“Good,” Lin Fan nodded, ignoring the shocked expressions of the Tianshan City leaders. Then he turned to Wang Xiao Liu, “Xiao Liu, I must be going now. Work hard in the future.”
“Brother…” Wang Xiao Liu looked at Lin Fan, tears of gratitude streaming down his face.
Lin Fan patted Wang Xiao Liu’s shoulder, “We’ll meet again someday.”
Now, with Tian Dao’s protection, no one in this world could threaten them anymore, and his promise had not been broken.
With such a massive advantage granted, if the Wang family could not rise within a hundred years, then truly there was no hope left.
Then, with a single slash of his hand, Lin Fan tore open the void and left.
Leaving behind only a group of stunned people.
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