Chapter 46: I Am Here to Apologize, Not to Seek Revenge!
"Clan Leader, I think I'm about to break through again!"
Lin Ya shouted, his face full of helplessness.
The surrounding clan members who saw this scene were overjoyed one after another, but the timing of Lin Ya's breakthrough was all wrong—breaking through at a time like this, was he joking?
"Don't worry, I'll guard your Dao for you."
Lin Feng smiled faintly, signaling Lin Ya to break through without worry; no one here could disturb him.
Seeing this scene, Daoist Xuanhu frowned deeply.
He saw his gaze fall upon Lin Ya.
At this moment, Lin Ya no longer hid anything; he directly activated the Nine Mystic Golden Body Art, and surges of Spirit Qi hovered and swayed around his body.
Arts have their hierarchies, and cultivation has its strengths and weaknesses.
The higher one's strength, the more sensitive one is to arts; Daoist Xuanhu only needed a single glance to discover Lin Ya's extraordinary nature.
The spiritual qi pervading around Lin Ya was incomparably pure, and every circulation of the Nine Mystic Golden Body Art brought with it a powerful resonance of law and Dao.
These were things that those below the Wudao Realm could not see.
"This is probably… a Six-Star… or even a Seven-Star Art!"
Daoist Xuanhu froze on the spot, his entire person as if struck by lightning.
He rubbed his eyes forcefully and observed once more.
"What? You plan to secretly learn my Lin Family's art?"
Lin Feng stepped forward, blocking Daoist Xuanhu's line of sight.
But it was too late—Daoist Xuanhu had already formed a judgment in his heart.
It was a Seven-Star Art!
Throughout all of Leiling Province, looking across every sect and aristocratic family, none could possess a Seven-Star Art.
Even the State Governor of Leiling Province, that Imperial Family prince, had only learned a Six-Star Technique.
That alone was enough to let that State Governor laugh proudly over Leiling Province, suppress one side, and dominate a region alone.
Now a junior of the Lin Family was actually cultivating a Seven-Star Art!
"Hiss…" Daoist Xuanhu nervously drew in a sharp breath of cold air, looking at Lin Feng with a fearful gaze.
"Who are you!"
Lin Hai asked tensely, his old eyes full of vigilance.
"I, the Grand Elder of Qingyun Sect, Daoist Xuanhu."
Daoist Xuanhu completely restrained the killing intent in his heart, and even directly extinguished the thought of avenging Ji Bo.
A family that possessed a Seven-Star Art—did it even need guessing?
This must be some Ancient Aristocratic Family hidden from the world!
Legend has it that there was once a sect in Leiling Province, arrogant and domineering, acting with great tyranny.
Later, for reasons unknown, it offended a small family in a certain city, and in a single night, it vanished into ashes.
And that sect also completely became history, with no one daring to mention it.
What Daoist Xuanhu saw today, though it was only a glimpse through a tube, still showed him a corner of the mountain.
He did not dare to act recklessly anymore.
What if that small family that had once destroyed a sect was the Lin Family!
"What? The Grand Elder of Qingyun Sect!"
"No way, what is Qingyun Sect doing coming to our place?"
"Could it be for Qin Long and Ji Bo?"
The Lin Family members were terrified—this was ill intent!
Even Lin Feng grew more vigilant; this person had definitely come to cause trouble.
"Clang!"
With a sword cry, Lin Feng took out the Seven-Star Spiritual Treasure: Tianhong Sword.
He was seen with a cold expression on his face, his deep eyes fixed dead on Daoist Xuanhu.
On that Tianhong Sword, rainbow light flickered.
Just a single glance was enough to send a chill down one's spine.
Seeing this scene, Daoist Xuanhu retreated several steps in a row, secretly shocked in his heart: "Such a divine weapon must also exceed Six-Star! This is probably a Seven-Star Treasure—how could it appear in the Lin Family!"
"Even in my Qingyun Sect, this would absolutely be a sect-guarding treasure!"
Elder Lin Hai also tensly took out the Blood Tyrant Blade; in an instant, two Spirit Treasures were revealed, and Daoist Xuanhu's entire person went numb.
How could this not be an ancient family?
Whose foundation was this abundant?
"Everyone, do not misunderstand!"
Daoist Xuanhu waved his hands repeatedly, hurriedly saying: "This old man has indeed come for Ji Bo."
"See! He really is here for revenge!"
Someone shouted loudly, and the Lin Family crowd instantly became panicked, taking strict defensive positions.
Lin Feng even stepped forward half a pace, about to make a move.
"I am here to apologize, not to seek revenge!"
Daoist Xuanhu knew that if he didn't make things clear now, he was afraid he would invite a great disaster!
Hearing these words, the Lin Family crowd was utterly dumbfounded.
"Apologize?"
Lin Feng's face took on a strange expression.
He saw Xuanhu Daoist open his Storage Bag and rummage through it repeatedly, finally producing a Red Rating Wooden Box.
Upon opening it, inside was actually a four-star spiritual herb — a thousand-year Blood Spirit Ginseng.
"May I ask who is in charge here?" Xuanhu Daoist asked with an awkward smile.
Lin Feng said coldly, "I am Lin Family Patriarch Lin Feng."
"Lin Clan Leader, I had previously heard my worthless disciples Qin Long and Ji Bo mention that they were coming to Ziyun City to seek revenge against the Lin Family. Without understanding the matter, I let them come."
"Later, upon reflection, fearing they might cause trouble, I hurried here to offer my apologies. Qin Long and Ji Bo — I don't know where they are — let this Elder properly discipline them."
Xuanhu Daoist's face was plastered with smiles, putting on an appearance of knowing nothing about the matter.
It was just that the hand holding the Blood Spirit Ginseng trembled slightly, his heart already a tangled mess.
Qin Long and Ji Bo — those two, death would be too good for them.
But they had provoked an enormous trouble.
This Lin Family — they were probably a hidden Ancient Aristocratic Family of Leiling Province!
Seeing Xuanhu Daoist in such a state, Lin Hai and the others exchanged glances, unable to figure out what the old man was up to.
The Elder of Qingyun Sect — that was a noble status.
In the past, coming to the Lin Family, the Lin Family would certainly have treated him with great caution, but now…
"They're dead."
Lin Feng said indifferently, "I killed them."
Upon hearing this, Xuanhu Daoist's face stiffened.
At least spin some lie to paper over it — if he went along with it, wouldn't that be the best of both worlds?
"Good! Well killed!"
Xuanhu Daoist suddenly slapped his thigh and gave Lin Feng a thumbs-up: "Those two ungrateful disciples, even if this Elder had dragged them back, they would have been executed in Qingyun Sect as a warning to others."
"Now that Lin Clan Leader has done the job for me, that has already saved me the trouble."
Seeing Xuanhu Daoist's attitude, the Lin Family members present grew even more bewildered.
"Brother Yan, do you think this Qingyun Sect Elder has gone mad? We killed two of his Tudi, and he actually says well killed?" Lin Xuan stood beside Lin Yan, muttering in a low voice.
Lin Yan's face was expressionless, a ball of flame hidden in his palm.
Just then, Xuanhu Daoist, his face full of smiles, continued: "Lin Clan Leader, since you have helped me settle this great matter, I naturally must offer my thanks. This four-star spiritual herb, the thousand-year Blood Spirit Ginseng — I can give it to your Lin Family."
"A small token of regard, not worthy of much respect. Today this old man came in haste and has been a great disturbance."
Xuanhu Daoist shoved the Wooden Box into Lin Feng's hands and turned to leave.
This scene left people even more baffled.
Lin Hai drew his blade and looked around in four directions, at a loss.
At this moment, Lin Feng put away his Tianhong Sword, then called out to Xuanhu Daoist: "Elder Xuanhu, the matter of killing your Tudi — I hope it ends here."
"We each mind our own business and live in peace."
"If your Qingyun Sect continues to come spying on my Lin Family, then a mere four-star spiritual herb will not buy off my Lin Family."
After saying this, Xuanhu Daoist's departing footsteps quickened even more.
End of Chapter
