Chapter 40: Slaying the Enemy with One's Own Hand

"Clan Leader, the one who escaped will surely bring us great trouble. What should we do now?" Lin Ya asked with some worry.

What even he understood, Lin Feng naturally understood as well.

But no one had expected Zhao Huaisong to have a life-preserving trick. The die was cast; regret was useless.

"Hahaha! Your Lin Family is finished. Offending the Zhao Family means you'll die without a burial place!"

At this moment, Butler Wang, who was being stepped on by Lin Feng, suddenly burst into laughter.

That sword strike just now had actually failed to kill him.

"You bastard, you're the one who grievously wounded my grandfather!"

Lin Ya's eyes went red. He swung his fist and slammed it hard into Butler Wang.

Butler Wang, who possessed Enlightenment Realm Second Layer cultivation, was not so easy to kill. Moreover, Lin Feng's sword strike earlier had deliberately spared his life.

This man was to be left for Lin Ya.

"Heh heh, if you let me go now, there might still be a slim chance of survival!"

After being beaten by Lin Ya, Butler Wang coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood, his gaze full of contempt and mockery.

"I am the person in charge of the Pingtian Trading Guild. You killed all of the Third Young Master's retinue and cut off his foundation for establishing himself in the Zhao Family. Naturally, he is furious."

"If you let me go, perhaps I can still put in a good word for you."

Butler Wang was brimming with confidence; he was far too important to Zhao Huaisong.

As long as he remained alive, he could help Zhao Huaisong regain control of the Pingtian Trading Guild.

However, Lin Feng paid him no attention at all.

He looked at Lin Ya, his gaze returning to calm, and asked in a low voice, "Lin Ya, do you want to avenge your grandfather?"

"I do!"

Lin Ya nodded immediately. He had witnessed with his own eyes his grandfather being grievously wounded by Butler Wang. This hatred made him want to tear Butler Wang apart.

"Then do it!"

Lin Feng pressed two fingers together. A wisp of Spirit Qi leapt to his fingertip, then he jabbed sharply. The Spirit Qi burrowed into Butler Wang's dantian.

In an instant, streams of Spirit Qi drilled out from Butler Wang's lower abdomen.

"No!"

Butler Wang screamed in despair. He had only with great difficulty cultivated to Enlightenment Realm Second Layer, and now it was all dissipating.

Lin Feng had actually crippled his dantian!

"People of the Lin Family, you're seeking death!"

"You've crippled my cultivation. In the future, you will surely face retaliation from the Zhao Family. The Third Young Master won't let you off..."

Butler Wang was still cursing, but Lin Feng slapped him across the face.

This slap carried no real harm; it was simply because he found him displeasing and gave him a slap.

Lin Feng said to Lin Ya, "You are the most talented junior of my Lin Family, so you must experience cruelty sooner than others!"

"He wounded your grandfather today; tomorrow he might kill your clansmen."

"Now he is yours. Kill him and avenge your grandfather."

The Tianhong Sword was planted into the ground by Lin Feng, waiting for Lin Ya to pick it up.

Lin Ya trembled all over; he had never killed anyone before.

"You dare kill me?" Butler Wang roared furiously.

His ferocious face reminded Lin Ya of his grandfather, and rage instantly surged to the heavens.

Lin Ya picked up the Tianhong Sword and thrust it fiercely at Butler Wang, piercing him through with a single strike.

Even though Lin Ya was trembling all over, Lin Feng was still very satisfied.

Bearing S-Class Aptitude, Lin Ya would shoulder the heavy responsibility of revitalizing the Lin Family in the future. He had to grow up as quickly as possible.

When the time came, Lin Ya must participate in the Hundred Clans Assembly. Letting him experience bloody scenes first meant he at least wouldn't be intimidated when the time came.

"Next time you kill someone, remember to stab the vital points." Lin Feng said lightly.

He took the Tianhong Sword and delivered another thrust.

Butler Wang died completely, not even managing to beg for mercy.

After doing all this, Lin Feng reached out and grabbed.

Spirit Qi swept up Butler Wang's Storage Bag and flew over. All the treasures on the bodies of the dead Pingtian Trading Guild people were brought before Lin Feng.

"Take stock of what we have."

Lin Feng had Lin Ya handle this matter.

It was also to let him understand that everything done here had meaning.

Soon Lin Ya tallied up the specific amounts. His little face was full of excitement.

"Clan Leader, there are two thousand one hundred stalks of Foundation Establishment Grass, seven hundred thousand Spirit Stones, and various pills and treasures, though they're all fairly ordinary."

Hearing this, Lin Feng nodded in satisfaction.

Worthy of the Pingtian Trading Guild; just on these people's bodies alone, there were such rich collections.

But the most important thing was the Foundation Establishment Grass, which could be put to use by Lin Yan.

At this moment, the system's voice sounded in his mind.

【Ding! Successfully avenged Elder Lin Hai. Random Reward: Five-Star Pill Void Spirit Pill*100, Six-Star Pill Fuchun Pill*10, Qi Luck Value +500】

"Fuchun Pill? What a treasure!"

Lin Feng glanced at the description. This was a Six-Star Pill; as long as a person still had one breath left, it could bring them back.

A smile curved Lin Feng's lips. This trip was not a loss.

"Kid, I'll give you one Six-Star Pill. At a critical moment in the future, it can save your life."

Lin Feng was extremely generous and tossed Lin Ya a Fuchun Pill without hesitation.

Zhao Huaisong's methods made Lin Feng realize how important it was to protect the family's talented juniors.

If they were out training and ran into trouble, even without a Dao Protector they still needed something to save their lives.

The Fuchun Pill could play exactly that crucial role.

"Thank you, Clan Leader!"

Lin Ya had long grown used to Lin Feng pulling out top-grade treasures.

A Six-Star Pill — how many people dreamed of such a thing?

But in Lin Feng's hands, it meant nothing at all.

Lin Ya had already obtained the Seven-Star Art long ago, so seeing a Six-Star item now didn't stir the slightest ripple in him.

"Alright, we should head back too." Lin Feng said with a smile.

They'd been out far too long on this trip; getting back meant hurrying to save Lin Hai.

The two of them set a fire and burned everything on the mountain to ash.

The two headed down the mountain, but at that very moment, a pair of amber-yellow eyes had already locked onto them.

Thatched Cottage Mountain had Demon Beasts that had never been civilized, and they were very powerful.

They hadn't encountered any on the way up earlier because the Pingtian Trading Guild had a huge number of people and made too much noise — no matter how stupid a Demon Beast was, it wouldn't take on a whole group.

Now that only Lin Feng and Lin Ya remained, the Demon Beast naturally came out.

A gust of sinister wind swept past, and Lin Ya shivered involuntarily.

"Clan Leader, do you feel like someone's watching us?" Lin Ya said in a low voice, a chill running through him.

Lin Feng said nothing, only quickening his pace.

But that dark, oppressive presence was impossible to shake.

"Looks like something really has set its sights on us — but it's not a person, it's a beast."

Lin Feng's brow furrowed; he didn't want any more trouble, yet that thing refused to let them go.

Since that was the case, he'd have to deal with it.

"Roar!"

With a thunderous snarl, a massive tiger burst out from the thicket.

That giant tiger was three zhang long, its body enormous, its white fur gleaming with a slick sheen, and on its huge tiger head was a mountain-shaped Imprint.

It opened its great maw and lunged to bite Lin Feng and Lin Ya in an instant.

The situation was extremely dangerous; Lin Ya, caught completely off guard, was so terrified he collapsed to the ground in a heap.

"It's the Mountain Lord!"

Lin Ya shouted, his heart seized with panic.