Chapter 306: The Reputation of the Great Demon Lord Is Growing Larger and Larger

Hearing this,

Lin Tianhao's eyes widened.

"Hey!"

"You little brat, give you a little sunlight and you think you're the sun, huh?!"

"I'm the mighty War God of Longguo!"

"Think you can surpass me?"

"You've got a hundred years to go!"

Lin Tianhao said this aloud.

But inside, his heart lurched.

A nameless sense of urgency suddenly surged through him.

Damn it!

This kid really isn't bluffing!

How long has it been since he switched careers?

He's already on the verge of becoming a Five-Element Magic King…

Could it be that in another month or two, his own son will really be crushing him underfoot?

Lin Tianhao swallowed hard.

He felt his scalp prickling.

He was the War God of Longguo, one of the absolute top-tier combatants in the nation.

And now he was actually worried…

That he'd soon be surpassed by his own son?

Absurd!

Utterly absurd!

Lin Tianhao cleared his throat and stood up.

"Hmph!"

"I've eaten more salt than you've eaten rice!"

"Think you can surpass your old man?"

"Not in your next life!"

"Let me tell you, my current realm is beyond the imagination of a brat like you!"

Lin Mo sat in his chair and nodded along with his father's words.

"Yes, yes, yes."

"War God Dad is number one in the world."

Hearing this insincere flattery,

Lin Tianhao's mouth twitched.

He didn't want to dwell on this topic any longer.

Lin Tianhao reached into his chest pocket.

He tossed onto the table a card, entirely black with golden trim.

"Take it."

"The password is your birthday."

Lin Mo glanced at the black card on the table.

"What's this for?"

"Allowance!"

Lin Tianhao struck a pose of a man who had more money than he knew what to do with.

"You've got such a big appetite now—there'll be plenty of places to spend money later."

"Every month, I'll deposit a fixed sum into this card."

"Spend it however you like."

"Buy gear, buy skill books, buy food—go wild!"

Lin Mo picked up the black card, amused.

"Dad."

"I still haven't spent all the card Mom gave me…"

Hearing this,

Lin Tianhao's eyes widened again.

"That's your mother's!"

"What I give is mine!"

"How can these possibly be the same thing?!"

Lin Mo smiled helplessly at this.

He casually slipped the black card into his pocket.

"Alright, alright."

"I've got it."

"Then I'll really go all out—I'll max it out, don't you dare feel bad."

"Ridiculous!"

"I'm so rich I've got nothing but money—if you max it out, I lose!"

Seeing his son accept the card,

Lin Tianhao let out a satisfied hum.

Then he glanced at the time.

And looked again at his son, whose strength was skyrocketing like a rocket.

That sense of urgency surged through him once more.

No, he had to start intensive training immediately.

"Alright, I've got military duties to handle—I'm heading back."

Lin Tianhao snatched up his coat and turned toward the room's door without looking back.

"Bang."

The room door shut.

Lin Mo sat alone in the empty room.

He looked down at the black card still warm in his hand.

A warm current flowed through his heart.

Two lives lived.

In his past life, he was an orphan, never knowing what family love meant.

In this life,

Though his father was a brash, face-driven War God,

And his mother a ruthless, decisive business tycoon,

Their love for him was real, unwavering, and complete.

"That old man…"

Lin Mo murmured to himself.

Though he truly didn't need money now,

He understood his father's heart.

This wasn't just allowance.

This was a father's final stubborn pride.

Even as he saw his son's power rocketing upward, nearing the pinnacle of the world,

He still wanted, with all his might, to use his role as a father to keep shielding his son with clumsy, tender love.

"Come on, Da Bai."

Lin Mo stood up and patted Da Bai, who was still frantically licking his bowl.

"Let's go home."

"Tonight, our family's getting a new member."

…

The night breeze was cool.

After dinner, it was already 9 p. .

Lin Mo walked alone toward the Longxu Class villa district.

On the way,

Lin Mo logged into the school forum and pre-ordered a basic skill book: "Wind Blade Art."

Express delivery in progress, estimated arrival within ten minutes.

He watched the delivery status.

Lin Mo's lips curled upward.

"Everyone, pay attention."

"Stay alert."

"Soon, our family will welcome a new member."

At these words,

in the skill bar,

"Fireball Spell" snorted.

【"Oh? So I'm getting a new little brother?"】

【"That's fine. When it arrives, I'll make sure to set some rules right away—let it know who's truly the boss here."】

"Ice Spike Spell" immediately took offense at this.

Its surrounding cold energy surged violently.

【"Boss?"】

【"Who acknowledged you as boss?"】

【"In this family, I'm the boss!"】

【"Perfect—I've always felt my appearances lack proper flair."】

【"A wind-type newcomer would make the perfect personal attendant."】

【"From now on, whenever I make my entrance, it'll be there to summon winds and create grandeur—perfect~"】

Hearing their older brother and fourth sister's remarks, full of "exploitation,"

"Earth Shield Spell" panicked.

【"Oh no!"】

【"Big brother, Fourth Sister! How could you do this!"】

【"Why are you always thinking of how to make the new guy work for you!"】

【"We're family! We must make him feel the warmth of this big household!"】

In the corner,

"Lightning Strike Spell" lazily rolled over.

【"Boring."】

"Enough."

Listening to the skills' chatter,

Lin Mo spoke:

"Little Earth is right—we're family. Stop thinking about collecting little brothers."

"Where did you all pick up these bad habits?"

【"Earth Shield Spell" nodded frantically: "Exactly, exactly!"】

Lin Mo continued:

"Rules can be taught, but don't bully too hard—don't lead him astray."

【"Master, rest assured! I'll take care of Little Five myself! Big Brother will treat it well, giving it the strongest support!"】

As he spoke,

Lin Mo had already reached the front gate of his luxurious villa.

At this moment,

the senior responsible for delivery stood at the door.

The senior sensed movement behind him, turned around, and froze in shock.

"The Demon Lord!"

"No! Young Master Lin Mo!"

"Y-Your ordered skill book has arrived!"

The senior pulled out the skill book and handed it to Lin Mo.

"You were incredible in today's afternoon's Ten Nations Battlefield!!!"

"You single-handedly crushed the seven-nation alliance!"

"You're literally the god of all young generations in Long Country!!!"

Watching the senior babble incoherently,

Lin Mo smiled.

"Senior, you're too kind."

"Thanks for making this late-night trip."

"Not at all! Not at all!"

The senior's eyes welled with tears of excitement.

"Delivering this to you is the greatest honor of my life!"

Saying this,

the senior nervously rubbed his hands.

"Um…"

"Young Master Lin Mo, could I… take a photo with you?"

Seeing the senior's hopeful gaze, Lin Mo nodded casually.

"Sure, go ahead."

"Thank you! Thank you, Young Master!"

The senior pulled out his phone, hurried over, and stood beside Lin Mo.

The photo was taken.

The senior clutched his phone, satisfied, and bowed deeply to Lin Mo.

"I won't disturb your rest!"

"Good night, Young Master!"

With that, the senior ran off in excitement.

Lin Mo watched the senior's retreating figure.

Smiled.

It seemed his reputation was growing larger by the day.